Chapter 370 The person I buried for the first time, you dare to deceive the corpse!
Su Xiang stood at the door of the tent and looked outside.
Viewed from here, Guimen Village is shrouded in the light of high-power filming lighting, with some faint red light contained in it.
This red light is the red lantern hanging on the door of some people's houses inside the door.
Not far away, the crew members were busy, with extras walking around.
You can also hear the director yelling, as if he is talking about a play.
It seems that no one is paying attention to him for the time being.
Good opportunity!
It's better to get your drone back first.
With this thought in his mind, he was about to slip out, but suddenly, a clear child's voice sounded behind him.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
Su Xiang was startled and quickly turned his head to see a five or six-year-old child with a watermelon head standing behind him.
It was his own drone that this naughty kid caught. It seems that Wang Qi called him Xiaomori?
But Su Xiang was standing at the door of the tent, how did he get in?
The light in the tent was not very bright, and Komori's skin seemed a little pale when it fell into his eyes.
But the way she grinned at him was indescribably annoying.
"You brat, come here!" Su Xiang reached out his hand to grab Komori angrily.
But Komori laughed, nimbly tilted his head and dodged, running behind him.
"Uncle, do you want to play with me?" Xiaomori said happily.
Su Xiang's face sank, and he hurriedly turned around to grab it again.
But Komori was as nimble as a loach, chattering and escaping constantly.
Even his figure was jumping up and down around Su Xiang, but Su Xiang just couldn't catch him and could only pant from exhaustion.
Finally, Komori got out of the tent and said to him: "Lulu Luulu——"
Even the taunting ghost can't stand it, let alone the irritated Su Xiang.
"Smelly brat!"
Cursing, he got out of the tent and chased after Komori, following closely behind him.
One after another, they soon ran to the corner between several tents, blocking Komori like a dead end.
He jumped forward happily: "Let me see where you are running..."
Then, he saw Komori climb up along the tent.
Although the child, only five or six years old, was very small, he seemed to have no weight lying on the tent, and the tent was only slightly dented.
Even after climbing onto the tent, he stood up, tilted his body, stepped on the tent surface and started running, running around the curved surface of the tent.
"..."
Su Xiang was stunned, and a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind.
He remembered that when he used a drone to film the crew, the drone was obviously flying at an altitude of three or four meters, but suddenly it was picked up by something, grabbed and started to fly...
From what Wang Qi said, it was this kid named Xiaozhang who caught the drone.
How did he catch it? Can he jump to a height of three to four meters?
At that time, he felt something was wrong, but the awl-faced man sitting in the back urged them to go to the set to retrieve the drone, so he didn't think much about it...
Only now do I realize that this is very wrong!
At that moment, bang, bang, bang, Su Xiang suddenly heard a chopping sound coming from the side.
Walking around the tent in front of him, Su Xiang smelled a strong fragrance.
This is the crew's open-air kitchen.
There are two pots on the stove, cooking food.
There is only one female cook with a gentle appearance who is busy in the kitchen.
I saw her reaching into a box next to her and grabbing a bunch of black stuff from it.
The thing was twisting and turning, making bursts of sounds that were hard to hear but made people feel numb.
Vaguely, he seemed to be a twisted and struggling villain...
The cook put the things on the chopping board, picked up the cold kitchen knife and chopped it down.
The crew works all night, and they need a late-night snack. The landlady is cooking.
There are not only foods for normal people, but also delicacies from the underworld suitable for ghosts and monsters.
Su Xiang's body froze and he subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands.
Little by little, carefully retreat from here.
He was panicked, his mind was sluggish, and he instinctively wanted to run to a crowded place.
So... he ran towards the crew where many people had gathered and were filming in full swing.
When I came to this place where everyone gathered, I felt relieved.
But suddenly, he heard the director shouting loudly: "No, you are not in the right state. The person you like was killed by bandits. You feel very sad. Do you know that you want to perform sad emotions?"
Director Ding Kun, although he usually looks a bit frail, always lowers his head when talking to people and dare not look directly at others.
But when he entered the set and held the director's tube, he immediately transformed into a tyrant.
A truly talented director.
All the ghosts on site must obey his arrangements!
He is currently angry at Zheng Ziyu, the lead female lead on the crew.
Zheng Ziyu also had a temper, and then shouted to the director: "I acted fine. I committed suicide because of sadness. This is what sadness looks like!"
"I don't care how you die, this is not the feeling I want!" Ding Kun continued to shout.
Su Xiang, who heard this conversation: "..."
What kind of crew is this?
He trembled and began to retreat, continuing to be careful and trying not to make any sound.
But the more he thinks like this, the more likely he is to encounter accidents.
When I was retreating, my feet suddenly slipped. I was afraid that my cramped legs would no longer be able to support me, so I fell to the ground with an ouch.
Well, all the ghosts at the scene looked over.
Especially the nearest extras, who looked at them with dull faces and no emotion at all, made them feel extremely eerie.
"It's over, it's over..." Su Xiang felt despair.
However, the eyes of those people/ghosts who looked over only stayed on him for a few seconds before turning their heads again.
Everyone continued to go about their business as if nothing had happened.
Ding Kun continued to discuss acting issues with Zheng Ziyu.
"This..." Su Xiang got up in shock and was confused for a moment.
"Why are you running here?" Linlin's voice sounded behind him.
When Wang Qi and others left, Xiao Gao reminded Linlin and asked her to tell Su Xiang about the situation here.
However, Linlin then arranged for the exorcist to continue to patrol around the crew, leaving Su Xiang in the tent first, not expecting him to run around.
"Is this crew...is it haunted?" Su Xiang asked blankly.
Linlin led him towards the tent and said, "No, no, don't think too much. Most of the crew are ghosts... How can this be called haunted?"
Su Xiang: "...ah?"
Wang Qi was walking in the barren mountains with the live broadcast room, searching for traces of Xiaozhang and the others.
And Xiao Zheng followed the strange voice and ran quickly through the barren mountains and hills.
The other party seemed to be in some kind of weird spiritual state and was very fast.
But as an abnormal zombie, Xiao Zhan's talents are all focused on speed and agility. He follows closely behind the strange spirit body and pursues it relentlessly.
Climbing up a hill, Xiao Zhan caught a sneaky figure in his big eyes under the cold moonlit night.
It was a dark mass, vaguely retaining its human form, and was crawling on the ground doing something.
"Yin Ling..." Something suddenly came to Xiaozhan's mind.
This weird spirit is a Yin spirit - the demon who sealed her in the coffin used blessing rituals to absorb the life essence of others in order to cultivate the Yin spirit clone.
The Yin spirit is equivalent to completely transforming one's own soul into a ghost.
However, the cultivation of demons was limited, and the Yin spirits they trained were weak. They were teased by the landlady and Xiaomori in turns, and were finally taken into the underworld by Wang Qi and became a dish for Ah Hua...
And the person in front of me has completely cultivated into a Yin spirit.
When Xiao Zhan saw the other party taking form, he immediately pounced on him.
But the shadowy figure suddenly disappeared again. When Xiao Zhan rushed forward, he noticed something and tilted his head to look around.
This place... looks a bit familiar.
She thought of something and quickly looked to the side, where the Yin spirit had been crawling.
Susu, Susu.
The cold, dry and hard land is rising.
The head of a rotting corpse slowly emerged from the ground.
The hole-like eyes exuded a cold red light.
It's the demon!
This is the place where Xiaozhang buried the corpse of the demon after the live broadcast in Guimen Village!
At that time, the soul of the demon was incomplete, and the residual soul naturally dissipated after the death of the body, but the Yin spirit actually awakened the corpse of the demon...
The same technique as the captain who touched the gold.
"Huhu..." Demon Dao opened his rotten mouth, as if he was breathing the air outside.
Xiao Zhan stood aside and thought for a while, then put a shovel against the demon's head and pressed down.
Go back! Go back!
But it was no use, the demon's mobility began to become stronger and stronger, and rotten hands emerged from the ground.
He held his sides and tried to pull his body out.
Seeing this, the little stiff shovel swung it into a round shape and slapped it on the forehead with a bang.
This is the first time I buried a person, how dare you fake the corpse!