Gao Xiaoyang dragged his weak legs to open the door and enter the house, allowing himself to fall on the sofa.

The night breeze blowing in through the half-open windows stirred the blinds and beat the window frames with a monotonous "pop" sound, which became the only sound in the silence of the night.

The room was a mess, the residual soup in the instant noodle bowl had long been so cold that the water and oil were separated, exuding a greasy smell of MSG, the dirty clothes that had been changed were thrown everywhere, and there was even a stinky sock rolled up next to his face, the smell was unforgettable, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, only put his hands on his face, and didn't want to open his eyes again.

At this moment, his mind is playing like a marquee about what happened after he joined the crew: inexplicable noise, falling into a dung pit, and gradually developing into a brawl, and then thinking about the two actors who fell silently in a pool of blood on the camera frame that day without warning.

This farce, which became more and more serious step by step, finally developed into an accident, Gao Xiaoyang's whole body was cold, and he only felt that there seemed to be a terrible voice in his head reminding him: You can't run away!

Rubbing his face vigorously, Gao Xiaoyang forced himself to open his eyes, restrained the trembling of his hands, took out a yellow charm from his pocket, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and had an urge to open the folded yellow paper. The left hand subconsciously touched the red rope around his neck, until he touched the air, and then remembered that the Guanyin pendant that had been with him for many years had already broken on the day of the accident.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door. Gao Xiaoyang frowned, looked up in the direction of the entrance, pinched the yellow talisman in his hand, thought about it, and carefully placed the talisman in the second compartment of the glass coffee table.

It's so late, how can anyone still come to him? Out of caution, Gao Xiaoyang glanced at the cat's eyes, and then opened the door.

"How did you come to my house, is there something wrong?" Gao Xiaoyang frowned and looked at the man in front of him in surprise, his eyes swept over him disapprovingly.

"I ...... There's something about the character that I want to talk to you about, you know...... Can I come in and say?"

The man standing in the doorway was tall, with shoulder-length broken hair around his neck, which looked particularly stylish, but for some reason, his left hand hung unnaturally on his chest. His voice was low and a little embarrassed, but the fear in his eyes made Gao Xiaoyang see it clearly.

"Alas...... I see what you mean, come in!"

Gao Xiaoyang looked at his expression, showed a look of understanding, and turned sideways. The man gratefully owed Gao Xiaoyang and walked in, the door closed.

"Ah...... The Five Rings... You're one more ring than the four rings......"

The intoxicating bell rang again.

"Hey, Mr. Tao..... High... Gao Xiaoyang... Something went wrong. ”

Gao Xiaoyang's place of residence is a single-family apartment building, when Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan arrived, they saw a frightened Feng Kui standing alone downstairs of the apartment building smoking a cigarette, his fingers holding the cigarette trembled like a Parkinson's patient, almost unable to hold it, and a coat full of pockets hung on him like a sack at this time, so that his whole person was about to collapse.

Tao Mengchu approached him, patted him on the shoulder, and Feng Kui, who saw the two of them, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying.

The room was still filled with the smell of instant noodles, and on the glass coffee table in the living room, a ball of paper ash showed a small triangular shape, and there was a faint tendency to be blown away by the wind at the moment when Gu Yaopan pushed the door open, and the blinds were still "snapping" and beating, no different from any morning.

Gao Xiaoyang's body was half-lying on the sofa in the living room, his neck leaned back on the back of the sofa, his eyes were wide open, the expression on his face couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was stiff and cold, and he was still wearing the dusty casual clothes that Tao Mengchu and the others had seen yesterday, and the early morning sun hit his face, making his pupils show a dull luster like dead ash.

There was no trace of passivity in the room, and it seemed that Feng Kui notified Tao Mengchu as soon as he found Gao Xiaoyang.

Gu Yaopan stretched out her slender fingers and twisted the paper ash on the coffee table, and the fine black powder fell from her fingers, faintly with a ghostly light.

"There's a demonic aura in this room, and although it's faint, I can feel it. Tao Mengchu looked at Gu Yaopan's movements and said suddenly.

I believe that the demonic energy in this room is not only he can feel, as a demon clan, Gu Yaopan should be more sensitive than him.

"Hmm!" Gu Yaopan nodded, turned around and motioned for Feng Kui to stand outside the door.

In fact, she didn't say it, Feng Kui couldn't stand still in the house, his face became whiter and whiter with Tao Mengchu's words, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more, and gradually there was a tendency to merge into a stream.

After all, he is an ordinary person, watching the deputy who has been following him silently turn into a corpse, it feels really indescribable, if he hadn't seen some storms, he was afraid that he would have called out as soon as he saw Gao Xiaoyang.

"Try the conjuring, though I don't think it's likely to succeed. Gu Yaopan watched Feng Kui stand outside the door, and then signaled to Tao Mengchu.

Tao Mengchu nodded, took out the compass from his backpack, held it with one hand, and walked around the room, Gu Yaopan walked to the door and closed the door, isolating Feng Kui's sight outside the door.

The sacrificial talisman pinched the mantra and recited the mantra in one go, and the talisman paper burned in response, and the blue and white flames burned out in less than half a minute.

The room was quiet, and after closing the door, even the blinds no longer crackled, and the already faint trace of demonic energy even had a tendency to gradually dissipate.

Tao Mengchu looked at Gao Xiaoyang, who was motionless on the sofa, and sighed, after a while, I was afraid that even this bit of demonic energy could no longer be perceived.

"I can't recruit it. Gu Yaopan looked at Tao Mengchu and said, "Call Rong Wengui! ”

Tao Mengchu nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed Rong Wengui's phone directly, and briefly reported Gao Xiaoyang's matter to him. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Feng Kui standing outside the door trembling all over, the mobile phone in his hand almost fell to the ground, looking at Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan's eyes full of despair.

"Lan ...... Lanjiang also... Also dead. ”

Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu glanced at each other, and they both found an expression in each other's eyes that was really not over.

The hospital room is always filled with an unpleasant smell, and even the whiter sheets and the sunnier room can't change this feeling.

When Gu Yaopan and Tao Mengchu stood in front of Lan Jiang's bed, looking at the strange expression on his face that was the same as Gao Xiaoyang's, they could only sigh, while Feng Kui on the side was already pale and crumbling.

Lan Jiang is the second male lead in this drama, and he is also a well-known little fresh meat in the entertainment industry, and this time he was able to participate in this drama because his agent took a lot of effort to get through the work of an investor, but he didn't expect it to become his death in the end.

"Still no soul. Tao Mengchu took out the compass in his backpack, glanced at the motionless pointer, and shook his head.

This time, there was no need to even try to conjure spirits, there was no yin qi in Lan Jiang's ward, which was cleaner than Gao Xiaoyang's house.