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

Pretend to be a ghost Chapter 190: Scaring people?Don't look who's here?

Zhang Hanyu and the others ran to the front desk, and the sisters at the front desk were setting up the photo wall, and put up all the photos of all the residents who had taken photos here before.

Zhang Xihan sharply saw the group photo of Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng hanging on the photo wall, obviously it was not just taken yesterday.

The two men in the photo look exceptionally well-matched and harmonious.

"Sorry to interrupt." Zhang Xihan was still wondering why there were photos of Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng here, and Zhang Hanyu had already greeted each other across the front desk.

"Hello?"

"Hey sister?"

Several people went up to talk to each other in turn, but they didn't get any response from the other party. In the end, Jiang Yiming stepped forward and patted the other party's shoulder lightly.

Only then did the sister at the front desk notice someone behind her. She made a confused nasal sound, took off her earphones and looked back.

"Ahhh!" the sister screamed softly, clutching her heart and taking a big step back.

A few people around were trembling with fright, and quickly asked what was wrong.

"Okay, so fucking handsome." The little sister at the front desk whispered while covering her face.

"..." Four young guests.

Young Master Jiang showed a smug and satisfied smile.

He likes to hear people tell the truth.

"Is there something wrong?" The little sister at the front desk wiped her face, trying to cool down her face, and asked pretending to be calm.

"That's right, we want to ask who else lives here besides us?" Zhang Hanyu asked.

The sister at the front desk glanced at her and said, "There are only four rooms, and you have taken up three rooms. Who else can live in? The one you met before, the one wearing the peaked cap."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and then kindly reminded: "But I suggest that you better not have too much contact with him."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yuming asked.

The front desk glanced at him and said, "That man was talking in a confused way, and his mind was a little unclear. When I first came here, I saw him carving words on the wall with a utility knife, and his wrists were full of scars. It was scary." Woolen cloth."

Hearing this, Zhang Hanyu immediately exchanged glances with the others, and muttered softly, "The person mentioned in the note must be him, and he has the tendency to attack and self-mutilate."

"Then there is one more person?" Fang Xia asked the front desk. He remembered clearly that there were eight residents on the note.

"Who else is there?" The sisters at the front desk looked at him wonderingly, "There are only these people in total, who told you there are others?"

"Not eight residents?" Fang Xia asked in confusion.

"I have been here for so long, and I have never encountered a situation where there are eight guests." The sister at the front desk rolled her eyes unceremoniously. Who else knows better than her how many people live in this villa?Question her?What do you think?

Fang Xia and the others looked at each other in embarrassment, but on the information card sent by the program group, there were clearly eight residents?

Fang Xia paused, then cautiously asked the girl at the front desk who seemed to have a bad temper: "Then... do you usually live here?"

"No, I'm leaving after get off work." The sister at the front desk looked at him suspiciously. If she didn't know that this group of people came to record the show, she would think that this person didn't look like a good person.

Fang Xia was speechless by the little girl's eyes.

The front desk saw that these people were silent again, so they turned to do their own things, and took a peek at Jiang Yiming from time to time, secretly entertaining themselves.

"By the way, these photos are all...?" Zhang Xihan said suddenly, his eyes fixed on the wall of photos at the front desk that had been tossing around.

"Oh, they are all the residents who lived here before." The front desk said, she didn't know what to think of, she suddenly laughed, and pointed to the photo frames hanging in the corridor.

"Have you seen those photos? Those are also the residents who 'lived' here before." She said with a smile, and raised her two index fingers to tick, a pun intended.

Zhang Xihan was slightly taken aback. She saw a photo of Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng on the photo wall, so she remembered to ask, but she didn't expect the other party to mention the decorative hanging photos in the corridor.

They noticed those photos when they came in, and whispered about the bad taste of the villa owner's decoration.

A group of people deliberately walked over, and for the first time carefully looked at each hanging picture above.

The walls on both sides of the corridor are nailed with photos of portraits full of hideous faces and distorted limbs, which are treated like some kind of grotesque artwork.

Seeing that they are all dressed in white and loose, their hands are tied, like prisoners being executed.

"You don't know yet, do you? This villa was used to hold prisoners who are about to be executed." At some point, the girl at the front desk came between them, her voice lowered, as if she was afraid of disturbing something. Same.

She lowered her voice, as if sticking to the back of a group of people and said, "They all lived here before they were executed."

Listening to this, Zhang Hanyu and his group shuddered in unison.

Seeing how timid they were, the front desk couldn't help laughing, and gloated at the group of people: "Are you afraid? Then if you go to the bar on the first basement floor, don't look to the left and right, the things on the walls on the two sides But it’s all real.”

"..." It's over, I heard it all, who can resist looking to the left and right?

People are so strange, fear is fear, curiosity is curiosity, knowing that the result may be beyond their tolerance, but they still have to try.

Jiang Yiming didn't pay attention to the wall decorations on both sides of the floor of the bar, but he thought that if there were such strange things, he should have noticed them when he and Zhong Sheng came here for the first time.

What's more, Jiang Yiming didn't think that Xue Ke would have the guts to find a "original site" with such an origin as an event venue after having had several difficult variety show experiences before.

——Jiang Yiming's guess was right, but Xue Ke did not dare.

He deliberately found a clean homestay, which can accommodate not many guests, and can allow one or two amateur guests who appear randomly, increasing the randomness of the show and enriching the viewability.

Not far from downtown towns, it is convenient to contact and deal with accidents, but relatively independent and secluded, which can create the atmosphere required by the show.

In order to find such a place that meets the requirements, Xue Ke can be said to have worked hard.

But he never expected that the random surprise of this program was too high, far exceeding his expectation.

Obviously, when the team came to find out before, they didn't see anything wrong with the man in the peaked cap...

In the final analysis, Xue Ke was careless - the relaxed harmony of recording this variety show for several consecutive episodes made Xue Ke relax his vigilance for a while, but now, a small loophole is enough to turn this show into a survival game again.

Xue Ke thought that if he had the chance to do it all over again, he would definitely find out everyone's details.He paused, feeling that he was not cautious enough, crossed out the idea, and revised it to: He will definitely reject Bao Qiwen's request to put Young Master Jiang in this variety show!

"The bar is a place specifically mentioned in the background of the information, so it is essential to go there." Fang Xia broke the silence, cleared his throat, and glanced at the few companions who were already panicked and scared, and said, " Since this is the case, why don't you go and check it out during the day, it doesn't mean that you are still afraid during the day, right?"

Zhang Yuming was so stimulated by Fang Xia, he inevitably became a bit of a man's comparison and bravado, he curled his lips and said, "Isn't it just a decoration? What are you afraid of? Let's go."

After he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked in the front.

He thought to himself, at best, it was just the arrangement of the program group, but this time the program was more immersive, but to put it bluntly, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Zhang Yuming walked forward for a few meters, comforting himself in his heart, but suddenly, he realized that he didn't hear the footsteps behind him, he couldn't help but pause, and turned his head to look back: "Why don't you go?"

The others stayed where they were, with embarrassment on their faces, and they looked at Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng in unison, as if they were waiting for them to make a decision.

Jiang Yiming was a little surprised by this, but it seems that at least these people are not fools with waste in their heads, at least they know who they can rely on.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Regarding the abnormal moment he felt last night, he wanted to find out the source, but he was not worried about letting these young people disperse and act alone. He pondered for a while and looked at Zhong Sheng , the eyes conveyed the obvious meaning of asking the other party's opinion.

Seeing this, Zhong Sheng bent the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and said in a low voice, "Do what you want, and then I will be there."

The meaning is very clear: just do it, and Zhong Sheng will take care of all the troublesome things.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, even though he didn't need Zhong Sheng to do this, he could completely deal with the troublesome things that might arise, but it was obvious that Young Master Jiang liked Zhong Sheng's words very much.

There was a bright smile in his eyes, and his whole person softened.

Young Master Jiang turned to look at those young people, raised his chin slightly and signaled: "Let's go."

The corridor leading to the bar on the basement floor is cramped, narrow, and long, but there is a sudden big light bulb hanging above the head, which has a weird sense of disobedience.

Jiang Yiming obviously found that this place was completely different from when they came here before.

But if it is redecorated for the program...it seems a little unreasonable, one is that time does not allow such a large remodeling project, and the other is that the cost of this program cannot be consumed.

The corridors on both sides, just as the girl at the front desk said, are more gloomy and weird than the corridor full of photos before - the walls are covered with metal, and there is actually a bench in the wall, which can be vaguely seen The writing on the chair is not so clear.

"This is the bench in the prison cell here." A strange man's voice suddenly joined in, "The words on it are also the words inscribed by the original prisoners."

The man's abrupt voice obviously scared many people, and the two girls who were a little less timid even screamed softly.

"Scared you? I'm so sorry." The man grinned, obviously not as sorry as he said.

He took off his peaked cap, rubbed his hair twice, and when his palm was hanging down, he pulled a handful of hair in his palm.

He looked at them as if he didn't notice, his eyes lingered on each of them for a few seconds, and finally fixed on Jiang Yiming: "Do you still remember me? What do you want to know? You can ask me. I am a local, Where do you want to play? Let me tell you what is fun!"

This scene made the young people who were still in shock feel even more weird, and they couldn't help but subconsciously huddled together.

At this moment, Jiang Yiming provoked a smile, and said lightly: "I think you still care about your hair."

"Hair loss is so severe at such a young age, I'm afraid she's going to be middle-aged and bald."