After listening to what the two said, Ting felt a little stir in her heart. She didn't expect that these Hong Kong people really had some skills and could actually know that there was something wrong with her headgear.

She has always had a secret in her heart. The eldest sister in the tiara is a good ghost who has always been there (she thought she was protecting her.)

Just when Ting was about to say that the headdress could no longer be found.

After walking into this dressing room, Zhou Junwei felt the talisman on his chest slightly warm for the first time, and knew that he had found the right place.

"We don't want to destroy it, we just want to use the headdress it wears to become a line of communication with our friend in the theater. I believe you also want to hear its thoughts, right?"

Ting looked at Zhou Junwei's face, as if deciding whether what he said was true or false.

Zhou Junwei, who could tell what she was thinking, smiled softly and said: "You should have heard that professional things should be left to professionals, so I think you should let us give it a try."

Ting was still silent, and Zhou Junwei's face became silent, and he said seriously: "Miss Ting, I can tell you that ghosts are not something to joke about, nor are they some beautiful things that you imagine in your heart to arouse your sympathy.

It would be okay if it died at the end of its life or died of natural causes. At most, it has very weak emotions, just like a very withdrawn person. Except for the closest relatives and loved ones, at best, it treats everyone else as strangers. If you don't offend it, it won't offend you.

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But if this ghost died in an accident or was killed by someone, then its heart is definitely full of incomparable resentment. Except for a few people who care about it very much, it will be full of hatred and jealousy towards everyone else in the world.

, and other negative emotions.

If we compare it to a person, it is a mentally ill person who has serious criminal tendencies and endures pain that ordinary people cannot understand. Such a person is definitely not someone you have helped or have good intentions towards, so you will accept your love."
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It was the first time Meng Chai heard the specific situation of ghosts. He originally thought that ghosts were similar to ordinary people, but now he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat and persuaded: "Ting, you'd better listen to the professionals, even if you don't care for yourself.

You have to be considerate of yourself and the rest of the crew.”

In fact, there is no need for Meng Chai to say more. After listening to Zhou Junwei's words, Ting was already shocked and the hair on her body stood up.

Even though she still didn't quite believe what this Hong Kong man said, she didn't have the courage to hide the tiara anymore. She pointed to the cabinet on the far right side of the dressing table: "The tiara is in the cabinet."

Meng Chai immediately wanted to take it, but Zhou Junwei quickly stopped him: "Don't take it with your hands, pick it out with a stick."

Hearing this, Meng Chai's expression suddenly became dull and frightened, because he thought of a terrible thing, and couldn't help but asked with a stutter: "Master..., there are a total of five people in the crew who have taken this

In addition to the four people you asked us to stay, there is also the female producer who suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction. Will we die one by one because we took the headdress like in some horror movies?"

Seeing Meng Cha's panic, Zhou Junwei didn't know if it would develop like that, but he was afraid that he would run away in panic and cause unnecessary trouble, so he comforted him: "Bringing a headdress will only make your life worse."

The yang energy is a little low, so we won’t end up dying one by one like in a horror movie. Don’t worry, as long as we finish the ritual properly at night and explain it clearly to it, everything will be fine.”

Mengcha lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and proposed another idea: "I am willing to pay a sum of money, and you can do things here. How about I go to the temple in the evening and wait for your news?"

Zhou Junwei shook his head: "Only some lonely ghosts are afraid of temples. Slightly stronger ghosts are not afraid of temples at all. The temple will at most make them feel a little uncomfortable. They will only get hurt when they touch the statues in the temple."<

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According to Lin Li's own conjecture, this world is too small and can accommodate too few supernatural forces. The power of the gods and Buddhas in the sky is too strong. If even a little bit of it penetrates, it may cause harm to this world, so he simply lets this world

Natural development.

Mengcha couldn't believe this: "If this is the case, then the ghosts are not invincible. The existence of ghosts will definitely be known to everyone, because ordinary people like us will be dead if they encounter them. By the way, does the government have the ability?"

Destroy them?"

Zhou Junwei continued to explain: "Don't think too much. The chance of hitting a ghost is even harder for an ordinary person than winning a lottery ticket. And if a person wants to become a powerful ghost, he needs a special destiny, and even if he is a

Powerful ghosts must follow a lot of rules if they want to harm people. In the end, if they dare to harm people indiscriminately, they will be arrested by ghost agents."

Meng Cha understood what Zhou Junwei meant. They were very unlucky and encountered a ghost with a special fate, which was why they encountered such a dangerous thing. Moreover, it was not so easy for the ghost to harm them.

As for what he wanted to call Gui Cha, he didn't say anything anymore. This is not the world of novels and movies. Gui Cha is just a little Luo Luo, and they are all kind-hearted and good people.

To put it bluntly, the job of ghosts has never been to save people, and it is too easy for them to make an ordinary person become a ghost. For such a powerful existence, ordinary people are no better than an ant.

How much, and how could he care about the lives and deaths of ordinary people unless he could gain benefits?

Meng Chai, who wanted to understand, had a completely different attitude from before, and said with a little humility: "Then it all depends on you, master. I will go out now to supervise how they arranged it. This is no joke.

Things."

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The originally sunny weather suddenly turned cloudy after seven o'clock in the evening, making it look like rain.

Now the living room of the house rented by the crew has been turned into a huge mourning hall. In the center of the mourning hall, where the photos are placed, there is a headdress. There is a tall mirror behind the headdress. There are densely packed paper offerings on both sides of the front of the hall.

Product.

Zhou Junwei called all four members of the crew to him: "We will invite it out at 12 o'clock in the evening, and then you will be responsible for burning various sacrifices to it. Remember to be sincere."<

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"Ming...understand."

"Understood."

"Oh."

"Master depends on you."

Seeing their fearful, indifferent and casual attitude, Zhou Junwei emphasized again: "When waiting for it to come out at night, don't be so frightened that you scream, otherwise you will make it angry and everyone will be in trouble."<

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Meng Cha looked at the three people next to him with a look of ruthlessness in his eyes. He would do anything to save his life, and then categorically promised: "Don't worry, Master, I will take good care of them."

11:30 pm.

Chen Dachang and Dezi stood on both sides and began to recite the prison-breaking chapter.

Zhou Junwei and Huang Jiawen lit a handful of green incense and inserted it into their headdresses.
Chapter completed!