monster guardian

The collapse of the world view can cause large or small impacts.

Mushui judged his current situation as rationally as possible, and then began to construct a new world view for himself.

I rule myself.

After he woke up in the morning, he hid under the blanket and spent almost two hours before he finally calmed down.

He got up, washed and changed his clothes.

He followed Qi Xinghan downstairs, and Guo Yong was waiting downstairs with breakfast in his hand. He smiled and said, "It's too late for breakfast today, so I'll take it to the set first."

Qi Xinghan responded, "En." Then he stretched out his hand and opened the car door.

Guo Yong glanced at Mushui and smiled meaningfully: "Mr. Mu seems to be happier today."

"A little bit." Mushui raised his finger, and gestured with his thumb against his little finger.

Guo Yong breathed a sigh of relief.Just coax it.Can't tell, Brother Qi can still coax people...

Everyone got in the car, and the car drove quickly to the set.

After getting out of the car, there were already many people on the set, and the director shouted: "Hurry up and put on makeup, hurry up!"

Qi Xinghan went to make up.

Mushui sat on the small chair by himself, with the director.

After a while, the crew members ran out and asked, "Who saw Sister Ya?"

Sister Ya is the heroine of the film crew. When Mushui searched about Qi Xinghan, he found news about her.

Her full name seems to be Ding Ya, what do the media call her, the traffic Xiaohua in the past, and today's actress reserve.

"I didn't see it, I didn't see Sister Ya early in the morning."

"Where's Miss Ya's manager?"

"The manager has returned to the company, so he left a few assistants. I'll call her assistant later."

All of a sudden, the crew became busy.

Seeing that it is about to start up, no one can find it yet.In the crew, time is money, can everyone not be in a hurry?

What's more, no one wants to make Qi Xinghan wait.

The staff made a lot of phone calls, but when they finished, they got nothing.

"Director, the assistant said that Sister Ya was not feeling well last night, and said she wanted to stay on the set for a while, and drove away all the assistants who followed. The assistant got up this morning and knocked on the door, only to find out that Sister Ya didn't go back all night..."

"What the hell?" the director scolded with a frown.

Ding Ya is famous and has acting skills, but it is far from Qi Xinghan's level, enough to make every director like him.

An image quickly flashed across Mushui's mind.

When they left the building yesterday, Ding Ya leaned back in the iron chair as if she was exhausted.

Her face was still covered with blood plasma and a little sweat, the hair on her forehead was wet against her face, her eyes were out of focus, her lips were slightly parted, she seemed to be immersed in the space of her own consciousness, and she couldn't come back to her senses ...

Mushui moved his lips: "Go and see the small building that was filmed yesterday?"

"Sister Ya won't fall asleep there, right?" The staff member exclaimed, then quickly turned around, called two more staff members, and went over there together.

"It's such a cold day, what if I catch a cold?" The staff member sighed and frowned.If this is sick, it will delay the progress of the crew.

While talking, they walked towards the small building.

This wait is about ten minutes.

Qi Xinghan had already finished putting on his make-up and came out, and put on his costume, which was still stained with blood, which was the blood splashed on it during filming the day before.

Qi Xinghan seemed to have a very good temper. The people next to him told him to wait a little longer because Ding Ya was gone, and he didn't show any impatience on his face.

The director waved and called Qi Xinghan over: "Brother Qi, I think there are other ways of expressing this part, let's talk about it?"

Qi Xinghan nodded, dragged a chair over, and sat down next to Mushui.There was already such a large space behind the monitor, and when three people got together, it seemed a bit crowded.The director was afraid that Qi Xinghan would be crowded, so he shrank himself, looking very pitiful.

But before Qi Xinghan could speak, a staff member stumbled over.

"Director..." He swallowed, his face pale.

Mushui immediately had a bad feeling.

The staff opened their mouths: "..."

The sudden fear caused him to lose his voice briefly, and no one could hear what he was saying.

The director frowned and asked, "What? What's the matter? Speak up."

"Sister Ya... Sister Ya seems to be dead..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, a chill ran up their backs, and everyone softened their hands and feet.

The director was still stable, he got up and asked, "What is it like?"

"I didn't see it clearly." A young man in his twenties, the staff member grinned at the corner of his mouth at this moment, as if he was about to cry: "I didn't dare, I didn't dare to look carefully. You, you go over and take a look? Brother Zhao The two of them guarded there..."

"Go and have a look." The director's face turned pale in an instant.

If someone is really dead, the impact on the crew will be too great.It is very likely that the filming will not be able to continue, and most of the actors are unwilling to cooperate to continue filming. It is hard to say whether they can pass the review after the filming is finished...

When they make films, they use their word-of-mouth to apply for a budget.Once the skylight is opened here, he will be finished.

Mushui's brows furrowed quietly.

How could it be dead?

At this time, Qi Xinghan also followed everyone to the direction of the small building, as well as Guo Yong and others.

Everyone looked a little panicked.

The other actresses stayed where they were, their faces turned pale with fright, how could they want to move forward?

Mushui also followed silently.

What happened?

It won't be related to Qi Xinghan, right?

Everyone quickly walked to the small building.

When I came here yesterday, Mushui was keenly aware of the discomfort brought about by the decoration of this building.But no one else paid attention to such details at the time until this moment.Mushui didn't think there was anything wrong, but their hairs gradually stood on end, their faces turned pale, walking in the narrow corridor, they could hardly move their feet.

"There are too many people, just go up a few." The director immediately made a decision.

The others actually didn't dare to go up right now.

Affected by the surrounding environment, before seeing Ding Ya, they already felt creepy.

So they nodded and turned around first.

Mushui's surroundings immediately became empty.

Guo Yong looked back and saw that Mushui's figure was extraordinarily slender. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Mu, go down and wait too, don't be scared."

"Let's go together." Mushui said, he walked up a few steps quickly, and finally caught up with Qi Xinghan and the others.

The director no longer cares about who is following him. He took his assistant and walked quickly to the room where the filming took place before. There were two staff members guarding outside the room. When he saw them coming, he immediately stood up. With a trembling voice, he said, "Director...we didn't dare to watch..."

The director stepped in.

Qi Xinghan, Mushui and others followed closely behind.

The director only took one look, then turned his face away, and his voice was also temporarily lost due to the sudden impact, so when he opened his mouth, he was extremely hoarse, as if he was shouting with all his strength in his throat: " Call the police! Hurry up and call the police!"

Mushui and Qi Xinghan became the two outliers in the middle.

The two of them were looking at the iron chair in unison. The handle of the iron chair was pushed outward, as if it had been unscrewed by someone.Ding Ya is nestled in the iron chair.

Leaning her two hands on the armrest, she sat upright, with her eyes open, looking forward, as if she was still alive.

But in fact, her whole body was cut open.

The neck was cut, the wrist was cut, the waist and abdomen were cut, and the legs were cut.

But after the murderer cut it open, he put it back together for her, so at first glance, there was nothing unusual, but if you looked closely, you could find that her neck and wrists were broken and bloody.

Ding Ya was still wearing yesterday's costume, a white skirt.

The skirt had already been soaked with a lot of blood, probably several hours had passed since she died, so the blood dried up slightly, leaving a large patch of maroon.

The blood that could not be absorbed by the skirt flowed to the ground, along the legs of the chair, forming a puddle of blood underneath.

The director's assistant's legs softened, and he sat down on his buttocks, and said in a trembling voice: "The character played by Brother Qi likes to use a boning knife to cut people open first, and then remove the flesh from the bones..."

"Stop it!" the director yelled at the top of his voice.

He held on to the wall and barely stabilized his shaking body: "Go down first, go down first, find a few people, hold the ground, and wait for the police..."

"Go down, go down..." The staff hurriedly supported the director to go down.

Guo Yong was overwhelmed by this scene, he grabbed Qi Xinghan and said, "Brother Qi, let's go too."

It looked like he was helping Qi Xinghan, but in fact he was hanging by Qi Xinghan, otherwise he could have just sat down.

As he walked, Guo Yong still didn't forget to turn his head to look: "Mr. Mu, are you afraid? Are you scared too? Come here and let me help you..."

At this point, Guo Yong's voice stopped.

There was no trace of fear on Mr. Mu's beautiful, soft and youthful face.He just frowned slightly, looking a little sad.

Guo Yong swallowed the words back, and changed his words: "Wait for the police."

When we got downstairs, most of the crew had already gathered, all of them were pale and anxious.

"Have you called the police?"

"What's going on? Sister Ya is really gone?"

"Is it homicide or an accident?"

"What should I do? What's going on here? Is there some idiot who saw Brother Qi's role and imitated it?"

Ding Ya's assistant just rushed over from the hotel. Her assistant's legs went limp as soon as she got downstairs, and she didn't dare to go upstairs to see it.

It was a mess all around.

Guo Yong hurriedly called to contact the company, while Qi Xinghan and Mushui stood together, and there was no one else around.

Qi Xinghan suddenly whispered, "I didn't do it."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Mushui's answer, he turned his head and stared at Mushui: "They told you that I would kill people, didn't they?"

It was hard for Mushui to speak, so he had no choice but to tighten his lips.

Qi Xinghan just stared at him like that, as if waiting for an answer from his mouth.

After a while, Mushui finally said slowly, "It wasn't cut with a knife."

Before, he also thought that Qi Xinghan himself suffered from a mental illness, but he played a schizophrenic patient in the crew.

Mushui had heard about it before, saying that many actors couldn't make plays.If this is the case for normal people, what about Qi Xinghan?He plays a well-dressed university teacher for a while, and a arrogant and cruel murderer for a while. Will he be more affected?

But Dingya was not cut by a knife.

Of course, it has nothing to do with the boning knife in the movie, and it has nothing to do with Qi Xinghan.

At this moment, Qi Xinghan suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "They can't find the murderer."

Ok?

"Why?" Mushui asked.

Qi Xinghan didn't speak any more.

Can't find the murderer?Either the murderer is Qi Xinghan, but this possibility is very small.Either because of...

Mushui suddenly had a flash of light in his mind.

Or is it because the murderer is not human?

He had already seen Qi Xinghan with thorns on his back, there was no guarantee that there would not be other monsters in this world.

The reason why Qi Xinghan could tell at a glance was because he was one of them.

Mushui thinks this makes the most sense.

Mushui's thoughts were interrupted by the siren.

The police car rushed to the scene, and many police officers got out of the car.They quickly blocked the scene and went upstairs to check.

The crew could only be forced to stop working.

From the director to the actors to the staff, everyone was extremely anxious.

Actors postpone their schedules to participate in the performance. If the final result is not satisfactory, it is tantamount to wasting their time and discounting part of the pay.

In an atmosphere of anxiety.

Mushui and Qi Xinghan were as calm as two freaks.

Qi Xinghan had more money than he could spend, and he had won countless awards.He lacked none of his status, money and fame in the circle.Even if the film died, it didn't affect him in the slightest.

As for Mushui...

Mushui is very clear that he also lacks a certain degree of empathy, so he chose span psychology at the beginning.

So now after seeing Ding Ya.

Mushui will feel sorry for her, but that's all, there is no more emotion.

He will not feel fear, panic, or extreme anger...

Guo Yong came back soon after calling.

"The company sent a carriage to pick up the people, and the filming is over." Guo Yong wiped his face and said.

His face was still pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Qi Xinghan has the confidence to say that if he doesn't shoot, he won't shoot. Even without him paying, his company Taotie Entertainment will be the first to pay for him to compensate the crew for liquidated damages.

Qi Xinghan responded.

Hearing Guo Yong's voice, the director sighed and said, "Okay, let's go back, Brother Qi has worked hard, I'm really sorry..."

"It's okay." Qi Xinghan looked at the director's slumped face: "The director has a good rest."

After speaking, Qi Xinghan, Guo Yong, and the little assistant planned to leave here.

Of course, Mushui also followed.

When walking out, Mushui couldn't help but glance back, the small building, under the sun, seemed to be covered with a layer of ink, gray and gloomy.

"Mr. Mu." Someone suddenly stopped him.

Mushui looked back, and saw the director's assistant coming with a small bag.

"The director said this to Brother Qi."

Mushui took it.

"Mr. Mu is also in it." The assistant director said.

It was extremely thoughtful, even at this time, he still hasn't forgotten to prepare an extra gift for Mushui.

Mushui immediately smiled at the other party.

The assistant director stayed there for a while.

Again.

The assistant director said in his heart.

He stared at Mushui's cheek tightly, feeling as if he couldn't take his gaze away.

Mushui turned around with the small bag in hand, Qi Xinghan was standing not far away and stopped, as if waiting for him.

Mushui walked closer, Qi Xinghan's eyes seemed to show a little coldness.

We all got into the car together.

Mushui handed the bag to Qi Xinghan: "It said it was given by the director. Well, what's the name of the director's assistant?"

Guo Yong turned around and said, "It's Zhao Yun. Every time people in the film crew saw him, they always called him Zilong!"

Qi Xinghan took the bag and threw it aside.

Seeing this, Guo Yong said, "It must be calming tea again. The director likes to give this to people. Something happened today, so he took two boxes for Qi Ge..."

Guo Yong is usually not a talkative person, but today he started chattering in the car.

Mushui also talked with him cooperatively.

Guo Yong was really frightened, so he used this method to relieve his tension.

After driving for almost two hours, he returned to the building where Qi Xinghan lived.

Guo Yong was still a little apprehensive, and the image couldn't get out of his mind, so he couldn't help but said, "Brother Qi, why don't we all live at home together today?"

Qi Xinghan: "No."

Guo Yong was helpless: "Well, that's fine, if you have anything to do, you must call me in time."

Qi Xinghan and Mushui started to walk towards the building, and when they entered the elevator, Mushui remembered that the bag of calming tea was still thrown on the car.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened, but soon reached the corresponding floor, Qi Xinghan had already walked out first and opened the door.

It's not easy for Mushui to mention the soothing tea anymore, the original point was that the director wanted to give it to Qi Xinghan.

Downstairs, Guo Yong thought about it, but still felt a little scared, so he took his assistant and stayed in a nearby hotel.

The news that Ding Ya was killed on the set quickly spread, and the trending searches almost exploded.

At the same time, Qi Xinghan was also on the trending list.

Mushui took a shower, put aside his notebook, and chose to give up writing the report tonight.

Then he sat on the sofa and started to search Qi Xinghan with his mobile phone. After a search, he found this matter.Just like that, Mushui groped into Weibo from the web.

The Weibo app has already been downloaded on the phone, but Mushui never clicked on it, and today he clicked on it by mistake.

He pondered for a while before he knew where the hot search was.

Click on the hot search list, the first two are:

#Ding Ya tragic death#

#Qi Xinghan schizophrenia#

He clicked on one at random, and saw that the comment section of the first Weibo was already in chaos.

"I heard that the method of killing is the same as that of the character played by Qi Xinghan in the movie."

"My god, isn't this the plot of a novel? How did it come to reality?"

"What about my brother Qi, QAQ, will he also be targeted by perverts?"

"To be reasonable, don't you think Qi Xinghan is a strange person? He is good-looking, he knows everything, and he is a gentleman. Almost all the gossip about him on the Internet is made up... Such a person who can't find faults, you Don't you think it's scary?"

Then, Mushui looked at the commenters at this level, and was strangled to death by the fans.

Mushui quit and turned off Weibo.

He didn't know that the Internet had already turned upside down.

"Brother Qi is online!"

"My star is online! Just now!"

"What should I do? I'm so worried. Will something happen to the male god? Please hurry up and catch the murderer."

……

In Mushui's mobile phone, the Weibo client account is still logged in.

And the account name is: Qi Xinghan.

Fans posted a lot of news on Weibo, they didn't even know that Mushui was holding the phone, so they ran to check the trending searches.

Qi Xinghan came out of the bathroom at this time.

He just answered a phone call.

It was the boss of Taotie Entertainment who personally called and told him not to post on Weibo so as not to be affected by this incident.After all, Qi Xinghan has never had any black spots, so it is inevitable that some people feel that the opportunity has finally come, so they hold on to this matter and put the murderer's hat on Qi Xinghan's head.

Mushui heard the opening of the bathroom door, looked up at Qi Xinghan, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know who the murderer is?"

"do not know."

Even Qi Xinghan didn't know.

What kind of... monster would that be?

Mushui couldn't help but rubbed his hair.

In the past, he only needed to worry about various mental illnesses, but now, suddenly exposed to another world, Mushui couldn't help but start thinking...

Such monsters... How many are there?

Are they all like Qi Xinghan, or are they all like a murderer?

Mushui got up and decided to digest this trouble by sealing himself in the soft quilt.

"Then I'll go to bed first." After speaking, he took his mobile phone into the bedroom.

Qi Xinghan just watched him walk in the door without making a sound.

It's just a Weibo account, it's not important.

To be precise, nothing is important to him anymore.

Mushui entered the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, under the quilt, he remembered the photo of the second patient that he had forgotten.

He immediately logged into the mailbox, downloaded the attachment, and opened it.

The man in the photo was against a blue and white background, and he was also wearing blue and white striped clothes, like a hospital gown.

Only his upper body is in the photo.

But just looking at it like this, Mushui can immediately build his tall figure in his mind.

Seeing this photo, Mushui probably understood what the dean meant, what is——

"His situation shows signs of getting out of control, and the first thing he wants to destroy will be himself first."

The man has a rather tough face.

He has long hair, tied up casually.

Down is the straight and straight eyebrows that fly into the temples, a pair of amber eyes, the eyes are filled with the indifference of a beast, then there is a straight nose, and his slanted lips.

The corner of his mouth pulled out an arc, with a taste of wanton arrogance and sarcasm.

This smile made his entire face come alive in an instant.

A ferocious breath escaped from his face.

It is easily reminiscent of the ancient tribe of the last century, which was built with the whole family's painstaking efforts. It is magnificent and beautiful, but it also wears a twisted and weird mask.

...he himself is like a beautiful work of art.

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