The room next to the hall is very narrow. In the structure of the house, it was originally a place where servants and concierge lived.
It is now a room where actors put on their makeup, and is also stocked with wardrobes and clothes racks.
This makes an already small place even more congested.
Now, Xiao Gao was dumbfounded, watching Uncle Huzi being knocked to the ground by Xiao Zheng with a shovel before he finished speaking.
What followed was a flurry of punches and kicks.
From the first moment he saw Uncle Beard, Xiao Zhan felt unhappy.
"Wait a minute, let me finish... Ouch! It doesn't make sense... Don't you care about what happened tonight?"
Uncle Beard cried out in pain, full of unwillingness and anger.
But who cares about that, Xiaozhang?
Don’t listen, don’t listen, that bastard is chanting sutras!
Layouts and conspiracies are none of her business.
She only knew that now that the fox's tail was exposed, she could have sex as much as she wanted.
Uncle Beard was in an extremely depressed mood. He had never seen anything like this!
Don't villains even have the right to talk nonsense these days...
Seeing Xiaozhang temporarily suppressing Uncle Huzi...well, this can be considered suppression.
Xiao Gao, who was guarding the door, actually wanted to interrogate what they were planning to do.
Tonight's supernatural incident is a set-up, and now it's time to reveal everything!
But Xiaozhan is like this...
At this time, outside the haunted house No. 81 in Chaonei, special agents from the Imperial City Spiritual Management Bureau have secretly surrounded the place.
There are also many good exorcists from the imperial capital who are also staying here on standby.
The nearby area is also closed off, making it difficult for outsiders to get close to it.
But less than a kilometer away from Haunted House No. 81, there is an apartment building.
Hausen apartment building.
In the dark, quiet underground parking lot of an apartment building.
From a car parked in the corner, the singing of Forget-Worthy Grass and Wang Qi's voice were constantly heard.
The people sitting in the car were watching the live broadcast of atheist Xiaoqi.
"This kid is really interesting. I really want to have fun with him. It's a pity..."
From the passenger seat, a charming-sounding female voice sighed.
There was a man in the driver's seat. Hearing this, he snorted and asked, "Is the time almost up?"
This is a man with a crew cut and a stern face.
It was already very cold now, but he seemed not to feel the cold at all, and his clothes were very thin.
From the open collar, you can see that his body is covered with cyan tattoos.
"It's alright, Xiao Ji." The woman in the passenger seat said with a smile.
"Don't call me Xiao Ji. You can call me Mr. Ji, or... Miss Ji." The man said coldly.
"Okay Xiao Ji, I understand Xiao Ji."
The woman said something naughty.
The driver let out a heavy breath, as if suppressing his anger.
What she received in return was a series of crisp laughter from a woman, who opened the door and stepped out of the car.
In the dim light, a slender and sexy figure was revealed, wearing a black dress.
The bare back and low-waisted design show off your figure to the fullest, as if you just left a ceremony.
She looks to be in her twenties and has a beautiful and charming face.
If there were passers-by here at this time, even if they didn't know much about the entertainment industry, they would definitely recognize her.
Du Qingqiu, a big star who is almost a household name in China.
The boss behind Qingming Film and Television Company.
Famous for playing Daji, she has made a name for herself in the entertainment industry with her good looks.
Many people on the Internet say that if there really is a vixen in the world, it must look like her.
Du Qingqiu walked to a wall where the parking lot was underground, stretched out his hand and pressed it against the wall.
Emerald green light flickered from her body and flowed onto the walls covered with white tiles.
The wall cracked silently, revealing a sinister hole.
The walls inside the cave are smooth and even covered with moss.
It seems like it has been there for an unknown amount of time.
In the supernatural story about the three missing construction workers at Chaonei No. 81, there is such a secret passage.
The building in the story is the Hausen Apartment where they are now.
Of course, the supernatural story is false and the secret passage itself does not exist.
But Du Qingqiu can make this secret passage true in a short time with the help of Meng Xiesha in the haunted house and her own unique supernatural ability.
She turned to look at the car.
Mr. Ji also got out of the car, and at the same time two strange guests got out of the back seat of the car.
Both of them were wearing simple blue robes.
He was silent and looked mysterious and unusual.
"The old ghost spent a lot of money to find this old antique. I hope it won't disappoint us." Mr. Ji walked to Du Qingqiu and said coldly.
"This time there is really a lot of bleeding, and the nightmare I carefully refined will be consumed..." Du Qingqiu glanced at the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and said with some resentment, "I hope the nightmare can really affect
Come to this boy."
After speaking, she raised her hand.
He snapped his fingers.
In the live broadcast room, Wang Qi and Jiang Hua sat on the coffin and chatted.
Jiang Hua told his story with a painful expression, as if he had recalled some horrific memory.
His body was trembling and he could no longer speak.
This situation has been going on for several minutes.
Wang Qi understands this situation very well.
"You must feel very guilty now. Alas, this is indeed wrong. When you saw Fan Yuezhu being killed, you should call the police as soon as possible..." Wang Qi comforted and educated everyone on the law.
Although Jiang Hua’s story is not over yet.
But it was obvious that he had made some kind of deal with the assistant director and three other people at that time, and he did not expose these three people immediately.
I just don't know what happened next to put him in the situation he is in now.
While Wang Qi was talking nonsense to Jiang Hua, Linlin stood tremblingly not far away, her red dancing shoes condensed under her feet.
The female ghost in red wedding dress is standing behind Jiang Hua.
White eyes stared at Wang Qi with hostility.
The coldness spread out, causing the temperature in this room where various sundries were stored to drop below freezing, making it bone-chilling.
But she just stared at Wang Qi without making any next move.
A golden light filled Wang Qi's body, as if he was waiting for the nightmare ghost to make further moves.
"This nightmare ghost should only have a severe level of evil." Linlin had already made a judgment.
The fierce ghost should be unable to do anything to Brother Qi...
Suddenly, Linlin's body moved and she heard a "pop" sound.
It was as if someone was snapping his fingers right next to him.
Then she suddenly saw that Fan Yuezhu Meng's female ghost began to tremble, and cracks appeared on her body.
Then, she collapsed on the spot and disappeared.
It was at this moment that a strange switch seemed to be turned on.
Jiang Hua, who looked in pain, suddenly stopped shaking.
"I, I remembered, at that time..." He raised his head.
His face, which was covered with stains and unshaven, had a very strange expression.
There is fear, surprise, and relief.
He looked at Wang Qi with bloodshot eyes: "I, I was already dead at that time..."
Along with these words, there was a strange shock emanating from him.
The audience before the live broadcast felt a bit chilly.
The live broadcast footage had undergone supernatural beautification. Jiang Hua's face originally looked a little haggard and pale, but not scary.
But now that they heard him say these words, everyone felt a bit frightened in an instant.
——It seems that the sudden burst of supernatural power has exceeded the limit of supernatural beauty!
Linlin instinctively took a few steps back.
When I was confused and puzzled, I suddenly felt countless emotions of fear welling up in my heart.
She recalled her experience during those years when she was paralyzed.
I remembered my feelings when I faced the evil ghost for the first time during the exorcism training...
Linlin immediately realized something was wrong.
The person behind this incident forcibly sacrificed the nightmare female ghost!
Then borrow Jiang Hua to spread this supernatural power of nightmares.
Linlin was only slightly affected by the shock, but she thought of countless horrific experiences.
Qi Ge was the first to bear the brunt. Even with the golden light protecting his body, he still withstood the huge impact!
This will probably make Brother Qi instantly dominated by fear!
Thinking of this, Linlin quickly went to see Wang Qi.
She soon saw that Wang Qi's face, which was originally smiling, suddenly flashed a bit of surprise.
Then his expression returned to calm.
It was as calm as a puddle of cold water.
He was indeed affected!
In the room next to the main hall.
Xiaozhang suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look in the direction of Wang Qi in confusion.
During this gap, Uncle Beard finally found an opportunity.
A series of strange runes appeared on his body, condensing into a strange spell in the air.
When Xiao Zhan turned around to hit him with a shovel, bursts of white light full of holiness and blazing fire erupted from the spell.
In an instant, Xiao Zheng's shovel flew away.
Xiao Zhan quickly stepped back.
Amidst the sounds of a series of clothes racks being knocked to the ground, she retreated into the corner.
He looked at the strange talisman emerging from Uncle Beard's body with a surprised expression. What kind of rare thing is this?
"Talk?" Xiao Gao recognized what it was.
"Young man is knowledgeable, yes, this is a talisman." Uncle Beard said sadly, slowly getting up from the ground.
His body is now rickety and there are wrinkles on his skin.
As if clothes are about to fall off...
Is this really true? I was beaten until a layer of skin fell off?
"The body-suppressing jar of Pardoned Heavenly Lord...is my treasure at the bottom of the box." Uncle Beard said coldly.
Xiao Gao made a quick decision, raised his pistol, and fired continuously.
Uncle Beard immediately activated the power of the talisman in his hand, white light filled the air and swept Xiao Gao.
So the light pillar formed by the psychic bullet was frozen in mid-air when faced with the strange white light.
Even Xiao Gao's body was quickly wrapped in a white cocoon of light.
Uncle Beard then looked at Xiao Zhan.
"You feel something is wrong, right? Your master has been affected by the nightmare, and I can't let you go find him."
His face seemed to be wearing a human skin mask, which was indescribably weird.
Tonight is a trap set by the disciples of God.
Uncle Beard...or, in other words, his title within the God Disciple Organization is Captain Mojin.
His mission is to entangle Xiaozhang and prevent this mysterious zombie from supporting Wang Qi.
So when he first met Xiao Zhan, he exuded hostility to attract Xiao Zhan's attention.
"The corpse stitcher revealed an important piece of information before he died. Wang Qi had a mental problem. Haha, it's natural for such a powerful person to be mentally unstable..."
Uncle Beard, or Colonel Mo Jin, said with a smile.
He seemed to want to say all the words he didn't remember saying in one breath.
"Wang Qi is very powerful. We all together can't beat him, but his mental problem is his biggest weakness. Now he is dominated by his own fear, and his will has been trapped by the thing he fears most...
…This is a great cage of fear created by the sacrifice of a great and vicious creature.”
Xiao Zhan was staring at the talisman curiously.
After hearing Captain Mo Jin's words, she suddenly looked at him curiously.
The look in his eyes... is quite weird.
"Then you are miserable." Xiaozhang said to Captain Jin.
Colonel Mo Jin: "What?"
"The thing that Wang Qi is most afraid of is waking up..." Xiao Zhan said in a subtle tone.
Are you trying so hard to summon Wang Qi's complete body?
Captain Mojin: "???"
...Isn’t it a certain singing and dancing rapper that he fears the most?