The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretend to be a ghost Chapter 110 Ninth Day · Young Master Jiang: "What a piece of crap, it's really a dog's leg."

Jiang Yiming took a step forward, but Qiu Hao and his group took a step back in unison, as if they were afraid of Jiang Yiming.

Young Master Jiang raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing? Afraid of me? You shouldn't be afraid, it's really interesting."

Hearing what Jiang Yiming said, the group of people took a big step forward like a conditioned reflex, almost rushing to Jiang Yiming.

"Hey, what are you doing? One step forward and one step back, dancing the waltz?" Jiang Yiming twitched his lips, looking at the group in front of him.

Zhang Xiaofan paused, it seemed like he was meeting Jiang Yiming for the first time, he was not quite used to Jiang Yiming's speaking style, he looked at other people, but no one made a sound for a while.

In the end it was Qiu Hao, Qiu Hao pinched his throat: "Stop teasing us, do you know something? Hurry up..."

"What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Yiming interrupted him, snorting, "So what if I know? I reminded you earlier, but no one cares. If something happens and you want to find me, what is my obligation? help you?"

"You!" Qiu Hao's voice became sharper, and after a word came out, he was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

In a trance, he felt as if he was playing with Chen Feng, but he knew that the person in front of him was completely different from Chen Feng.

He even felt that Jiang Yiming was more talkative and calmer than Chen Feng. If he said he wouldn't help, he definitely wouldn't help—he had no obligation or position to help.

At least, Chen Fengyou regarded Yu Shijie as a friend, no matter how inconsistent the two people's positions and ideas were, Chen Feng would show up whenever Yu Shijie was in danger.

But Jiang Yiming had nothing to do with them, not even a friend, so how could he help them?

Qiu Hao thought about it, but he never thought about it. Why did he subconsciously believe that Jiang Yiming could really help them?

It seemed that when Tang Guo knocked on the door and saw Jiang Yiming wearing a casual white T and black trousers, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security. The other party hadn't done anything, but because he was just standing there, With a sense of security.

Could it be because of Chen Feng's character that they subconsciously substituted Jiang Yiming when they saw Jiang Yiming?

That's not enough, is it?

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly said: "You speak as if you really know something? You have no obligation to help us, and I don't believe you have the ability to help us."

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan's words came out of his mouth, everyone else was stunned and looked at him stupidly.

Hearing the words, Jiang Yiming looked at him, raised his chin proudly, and smirked: "Really?"

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan raised the corners of his mouth subconsciously, thinking in his heart, he's taken the bait.

He was about to speak, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yiming suddenly sneered, and closed the door directly with his backhand, without giving him any time to say a second sentence.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, staring at the closed door in bewilderment.

——This is completely different from what he imagined.

"What are you doing!?" Qiu Hao screamed.

Zhang Xiaofan said in a daze: "I thought he..."

Li Changjian shook his head: "I haven't been in touch with him a few times, but I think this person... should be a typical type who eats soft but not tough. Maybe it would be more useful for Tang Guo to cry a few more times."

The two assistants who were knocked away by Tang Guo before finally came back to their senses.

Tang Guo's assistant Wang Xiaofeng asked dryly, "What were you doing just now..."

Zhang Xiaofan and the others looked at each other, no one took the initiative to explain.

Qiu Hao's assistant, Nie Xiaoyu saw that no one explained, and no one spoke, his head got bigger: "The problem is not what to play, is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others looked over. Nie Xiaoyu looked at them and asked, "None of you have thought about... what did Jiang Yiming just say?"

"He said that you are playing with ghosts and ghosts? Did you invite a rare visitor? This rare visitor and ghosts and ghosts... What do you mean?" Nie Xiaoyu looked at the group of people and asked slowly.

Tang Guo shuddered and looked at Nie Xiaoyu: "You mean... this can't be nonsense, how is this possible?"

Nie Xiaoyu was also about to cry out of fright, he shook his head: "I don't want to think so, but what Jiang Yiming said, isn't it just..."

Nie Xiaoyu hesitated to speak, and asked after a pause, "So what happened to you? Why did you come out like this? Did you really encounter...?"

He asked tentatively and fearfully, and subconsciously shivered together with Wang Xiaofeng beside him.

Tang Guo thought of the inexplicably approaching palm prints and facial features just now, and the blood on her face faded away. She couldn't help subconsciously looking at everyone in front of her. They all looked like living people. Who would be the one? "ghost"?

The most embarrassing thing is that the few supporting roles she invited this time, two of them are unfamiliar faces. She has basically never acted with these people, so naturally she doesn't take these supporting roles to heart , it's just that they happened to be there, and in order to be good people, they just invited them over.

She looked at these unfamiliar faces, and only had a vague impression of "it seems like they are all on the set" in her mind. This thought flashed by, and her heart was suddenly empty.

At this time, Ma Mengqi suddenly said: "Who was that just now? Why do you all seem to believe his words?" He joked, "Is he a person who specializes in exorcising demons?"

Tang Guo looked over: "He is an actor in our group, the one who played Chen Feng, don't you know?"

"Oh, I don't have a role in the same stage with him." Ma Mengqi said, his eyes narrowed, "Then what should we do now? He has closed the door, should we still ask him?"

Tang Guo looked into her room tremblingly. The floor-to-ceiling curtains were motionless, and the floor lamp with steady and dim light. The room looked so normal, but she felt terribly scary.

"No matter what, I don't want to go back." Tang Guo shook his head.

Ma Mengqi squinted his eyes, looked at the old turntable in his hand, and said, "If this game is forced to end halfway through the game, will there be more terrible results?"

"Don't say such scary things!" Qiu Hao screamed.

Ma Mengqi shrugged: "I'm just making a reasonable guess."

As he said, he picked up the turntable and shook it: "How about it? Listen to you."

"Play... let's play?" said a young actor who hadn't turned around yet. "Actually, nothing particularly terrible has happened so far. Brother Qiu almost choked, which is the most dangerous. If we say this is a violation of the rules of the game If it’s a punishment, then I think it’s better to continue playing?”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Nie Xiaoyu: "You are the next one, you come first?"

Nie Xiaoyu: "..."

No matter how unhappy or fearful Nie Xiaoyu was, he couldn't bear the gazes of so many people. The words of that little actor really made Qiu Hao and the others feel drummed. Instead of risking being punished, why not keep playing?

What's more, there are so many rewards on this turntable, just looking at Zhang Xiaofan, you can tell that this turntable is not all bad things, maybe they are lucky, but it may not be that good things happen to them instead?

The little actor looked at a line of words on the turntable: When the stars twinkle, all wishes come true—his heart suddenly became hot.

Everyone has a gambling instinct and greed, and no one can escape the temptation of this easy-to-get.

Nie Xiaoyu swallowed, and turned the turntable tremblingly under the eyes of the others.

"Punishment: The clock strikes the hour, and someone is wailing..." Nie Xiaoyu read out, but the sound stopped abruptly. He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and it was three minutes before nine o'clock on the hour.

Nie Xiaoyu rolled his Adam's apple and asked, "Who do you think...is whining?"

No one answered him, but Ma Mengqi looked at him sympathetically.

Nie Xiaoyu got goosebumps when he saw him, subconsciously moved to the side, and suddenly fell off the sofa.

He stood up writhing and yelling, "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore!"

Nie Xiaoyu mumbled and walked out the door sullenly.

Ma Mengqi suddenly shouted: "Don't let him go out! If he goes out, the rules of the game will be broken! We will all be punished!"

As soon as the two young actors heard this, they stood up immediately without thinking too much, and pulled Nie Xiaoyu who was running to the door: "Calm down! Don't panic! The punishment for violating the rules of the game is much stronger than the punishment for turning the dial! You Don't hurt yourself and others!"

"Let go of me! It's not the two of you who will be punished, you speak lightly!" Nie Xiaoyu struggled hard.

There seemed to be a countdown timer ringing in his ear, and he heard the time passing by every minute, as if it was counting down for him.

No matter how hard he struggled, those two people always grabbed him and held him tightly, as if they didn't care about his life or death at all.

"We are doing this for your own good!" The veins on the arms of the two young actors were protruding, and they gritted their teeth and squeezed out every word. The three of them seemed to be wrestling to the extreme.

Qiu Hao couldn't stand it anymore, even though he might be the one in this group who was most afraid of the so-called "punishment after violating the rules of the game". The mentality of punishment, and forcing the other party to accept an unknown punishment, it really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Even a little disgusting.

He clenched his fist, couldn't help but walked over quickly: "Let him go..."

Before he finished speaking, the doorbell rang at the door, and that sound almost rang simultaneously with the hourly clock on the wall.

The room fell silent at the same time, and Nie Xiaoyu was the closest to the door. As soon as he heard the bell, his fear was greater than his anxiety about the outside, and he opened the door suddenly to rush out.

Unexpectedly, a white and bony hand easily blocked his rushing force, and with a little force on his wrist, he pushed him back again.

Nie Xiaoyu took a closer look, only to find that Jiang Yiming was standing there for some reason outside the door, looking at them indifferently, with a trace of contempt and ridicule in his eyes, as if he knew everything about what happened in their room.

He snorted and asked back: "If you are frightened by something who doesn't know whether it's a human or a ghost, you can do anything? If you were locked up for a longer time, wouldn't you be able to kill and set fire?"

The faces of the two young actors were ugly, but neither of them wanted to be punished like Qiu Hao. One of them closed the door behind Jiang Yiming with a bang, and muttered, "You don't understand!"

His voice fell with the sound of the door panel hitting, shaking the glass vase beside him and falling down, hitting the back of his foot.

He hugged his feet with a cry, fell to the ground in pain, subconsciously supported the ground with his palms, and was pierced by broken glass on the ground, and he wailed again.

The other person standing next to him had his calf cut open by the flying glass shards. The force of the splash was quite fast, and the stroke was long and deep. He gasped and took two steps back, hitting the clothes hanger behind him.

The heavy shelf fell on the man, and he let out a muffled grunt, and couldn't breathe for a while under the weight of the clothes hanger that fell on him.

Seeing this, Qiu Hao quickly moved the hanger away, and Zhang Xiaofan and Li Changjian also quickly helped the little actor who had a glass in his hands up.

The two gasped in pain, and howled embarrassingly when they used alcohol cotton to disinfect the wound.

Nie Xiaoyu stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and murmured: "When the hour strikes, someone is crying..."

Jiang Yiming ignored him.

He looked at everyone, and finally landed on the old turntable.

He picked up the turntable that almost no one dared to pick up, and stroked the pointer on it with his fingers. The pointer trembled slightly under his fingertips. After trembling for a few seconds, it turned to an item Down:

Reward: The direction of the heart, the deeds of the Tao, may be obtained by the saints.

Jiang Yiming lowered his eyes and glanced at the line, sneered, and threw the broken turntable back on the coffee table: "What a broken thing, it's really a dog's leg."

The pointer of the old turntable dangled tremblingly, like a dog's tail flicking back and forth, and finally stopped at that sentence slowly.

Ma Mengqi narrowed his eyes slightly, while the others looked at Jiang Yiming as if they were watching the Arabian Nights.