When Deng Chao and the photographer were in trouble.

Chen Mu, who was alone, also hogged his way to the window with his arms crossed, his back against the wall, and opened the curtains.

The moment the bright moonlight fell, Chen Mu's body shook, his hands suddenly stood in front of him, and he closed his eyes nervously.

As if feeling that his reaction was too aggressive, Chen Mu pursed the corners of his mouth, quietly opened one eye, squinted at the bright moon that was as white as snow, and then looked back at the room in front of him with some nervousness.

The first thing that fell into Chen Mu's eyes was countless white cloths, spread on the ground, on the tabletop, and all kinds of things. The whole room was a pure white color, reflecting a faint silver light under the starlight of the moonlight, dead and silent, secluded, and cold.

The nervousness and fear calmed down a little, Chen Mu walked to the nearest shelf covered with white cloth, clenched his palm hard, his fingers turned white, and then his fingertips touched slightly, and gently clamped a piece of cloth.

The white cloth is extremely rough, and you can clearly feel the friction on the cloth, and you can't feel the smooth texture of the satin.

The touch was cold, like ice in winter, and a wisp of coolness was transmitted from the fingertips to the bottom of the heart, sweeping away the cold storm in the heart.

Chen Mu's fingertips trembled suddenly, and Junlang's face was completely bloodless, and he remembered the familiarity of this kind of white cloth.

When a relative in his previous life died, he wore linen and filial piety, and touched this kind of cloth, linen cloth with his own hands.

In this era, this kind of fabric will only be needed when the ancestors pass away!

Now, as far as the eye can see, the whole room is filled with this cloth, the kind of cloth that only the dead need.

Chen Mu was holding the piece of white cloth in his hand, and he didn't even dare to let go at this time, for fear of provoking something unclean.

He was alone, in the dark sky, in a room full of white cloth, although there was no trace of ghosts, but for Chen Mu, who believed in the existence of ghosts and gods, he felt that there was a pair of eyes hidden in an unknown corner, looking at him playfully and teasingly, bare bloodshot sharp teeth, licking the big mouth of blood, just like watching a big meal.

Chen Mu tugged at his lips, put down the white cloth gently, and said with a pale face: "Mr. Ghost, no, ghost... Female, Miss Ghost, I have no intention of offending, if there is anything offended, you say it, I will definitely change it, and then, you see?"

The corners of Chen Mu's eyes twitched, and he listened to the sound in the room.

Silence.

"If you don't speak, I'll take you as a default!"

Chen Mu smiled and said in a trembling voice.

Still silent, silent and cold.

"Then I'm leaving, bye-bye!"

After Chen Mu finished speaking quickly, as if something terrifying was chasing behind him, he was like a rabbit, his potential burst out, and he ran straight to the door of the room at an astonishing speed.

The closer he got, the more frightened Chen Mu became, the faster he was, and the brighter his eyes became.

I'm about to escape!

"Poof!"

“Duang！”

The dull crash sounded suddenly, and Chen Mu fell to the ground in vain, his shoulders slammed on a sofa.

This is still Chen Mu's reaction after the emergency, just fell and hit his shoulder, if Chen Mu didn't react in time, it might be his head!

"it!"

The pain in his body made Chen Mu subconsciously cover his shoulders, scream in pain, and gasp.

"What the hell!"

Chen Mu looked up in the direction where he had fallen just now, and saw a chair lying on the ground appear in front of him.

His pupils shrank, cold sweat flowed down Chen Mu's face, and the fear in his heart rose to the limit.

There was obviously no obstacle just now, how could Chen Mu not see such a big thing.

It suddenly appeared at Chen Mu's feet!

It's scary to think about!

Chen Mu felt that at this time, his limbs were completely disobedient and unable to move, as if he was restricted by something, and gradually lost contact, becoming stiff and numb.

"Ghost Press!"

Chen Mu's scarlet pupils shrank to like a red dot, and fine cold sweat flowed down like water, isn't this the 'ghost press' mentioned in the previous book "Powerful Ghosts"!

If Chen Mu had a hint of the idea that the program team was preparing for the current situation in advance, it has now been completely wiped out.

The ghost press can be explained by psychological factors, but how did the stool quietly appear at the feet.

Institution or person?

It's scary!

Chen Mu, whose body couldn't move, felt that there seemed to be a breathing sound with a cold breath behind him, observing left and right behind him, and rotating around his neck.

The sound of cold breathing was getting closer and closer, Chen Mu's face twitched in horror, and at the moment when he felt that he was about to make contact, he seemed to have broken through some kind of shackles, and his body slammed forward, and his legs that had returned to normal were like sharp swords, slashing towards the position where his neck was just now with the momentum of annihilating everything.

"Smack!"

A soft crunch.

Chen Mu didn't have time to react otherwise, and when he turned his head, he saw a white shadow like a piece of paper floating on the white cloth in the room, merging into one.

The light of the moonlight was not bright, and Chen Mu couldn't tell what it was, and which white cloth it landed on.

Chen Mu was silent for a moment, and then suddenly let out a sharp scream:

"Hell!"

As he spoke, Chen Mu ran wildly in the direction of the door, not caring about any obstacles!

This villa is horrible, I'm going out!

Chen Mu felt that he couldn't shed tears now, Tai Nima was so scary, he was so scared that he didn't dare to come out!

"Damn, who the hell did it!"

The moment he grabbed the doorknob, Chen Mu broke it hard, and then his movements froze, and he was stunned to bring the doorknob to his eyes, wanting to cry without tears.

Which kid who lacks virtue has nothing to do, remove the screws of the doorknob, and press them on the door!

Chen Mu, who felt the chill behind him, couldn't care about anything else, reversed the door lock, and wanted to open the door and go out.

Unexpectedly, something desperate happened!

Chen Mu picked up the spinning twist in his hand again, was silent, and finally kicked on the door.

The door was like indestructible steel, and it didn't move, except for a loud bang that echoed through the empty room.

Chen Mu's hand hung down on his waist, unable to grasp the thing in his hand tightly, and the doorknob and swivel button fell to the ground, causing a sound of gold and iron in unison.

Turning around with fear on his face, Chen Mu leaned against the door and looked up at him.

The curtains slowly opened, and the moonlight in the sky poured down through the windows.

I just opened the window and jumped down, I have to find some door!

Chen Mu felt deep remorse in his heart, and his intestines were about to regret it!

However, in the next moment, he froze, and leaned against the door in despair, as if to merge with it, his eyes full of disbelief and deep fear.

In the room, an inexplicable cool breeze slowly blew, raging in the room without knowing the source.

Countless white cloths sang and danced as if they were resurrected, fluttering in the wind, restoring the original appearance of the room in Chen Mu's eyes.

The original appearance of the room is ...... A studio.

An eerie studio.

"Squeak!"

The wind blew the two half-covered easels of white cloth and pushed them in front of Chen Mu.

Immediately, the white cloth was lifted violently and danced over the room.

Chen Mu's face suddenly turned pale, his palms clenched hard, his fingertips were white, and he said in a trembling voice: "Powerful....... Ghosts!"

Now in front of him, the two paintings on the easel are the two ghosts, a man and a woman, on the cover of "Ghosts" in the inn.

It's just that now they have changed their actions, but their appearance is still the same as before.

The male ghost in the painting is in an empty environment, his eyes are as black as ink, there is no white, his face is as pale as paper, his black and red lips are hung with a hideous smile, his body is composed of black skull-like black mist, blurred, wearing red clothes with dark money, in the painting, staring at Chen Mu tightly with those dark eyes, the painting paper moves with the wind, as if he can walk out at any time and devour Chen Mu's body.

In the other painting, the female ghost is different from the male ghost, and she is like a beautiful ghost fairy, with an indescribable temperament.

The female ghost on the cover of "Powerful Ghost" is facing away from everything, and the female ghost in the painting at this time is also facing Chen Mu's position.

In the distance is a neon-lit city, and behind it is a wide river, rippling on the surface of the river, and under the starry light floats silver rays sparkling on the water.

On the bank of the river, she had a beautiful face, upright features, a dull and hollow light, a bloodless face, even a little iron blue, bright red lips, and a line of blood flowing down the corners of her mouth, practicing into a blood line.

She floated on the surface of the river near the riverbank, wearing a long white dress on her body, the chest of the long skirt was printed with black dry blood, and the originally dry blood at the hem of the skirt was aggravated, spreading to the entire bottom of her skirt.

Beneath the long skirt were her floating legs, which seemed to come out of the river of blood, and the bright blood red was all over her legs.

Drops of blood fell down her feet, rendering the surface of the river beneath her feet the color of blood, and the blood diluted by the river spread into the distance with the waves of the river.

The breeze slowly stopped.

A white cloth fluttering over the room fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

All the easels in the studio are exposed.

All kinds of ghost painting paper on the easel are facing Chen Mu, and the hideous and terrifying ghost face is densely covered with greed and coveted light.

Perhaps, after the fear reaches its limit, there is calm.

After Chen Mu saw these terrifying drawings in front of him, his mind gradually calmed down.

No longer leaning against the door, Chen Mu took a step forward, looked around, and stretched out his hand to find the switch of the light on the right side of the studio.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the studio was still dark in the moonlight, and the lights were not on.

Chen Mu's complexion did not change, as if all this was expected.

"It doesn't seem to be right in the book, you two can actually come along!"

Chen Mu rubbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist vigorously, looked at the female ghost and the male ghost in front of him, and said.

It was silent, and all the ghosts on the painting looked at Chen Mu with a mocking look in their eyes.

"Huh?"

Chen Mu frowned, a drop of cold sweat dripped down, but his complexion returned to his usual appearance, and the atmosphere fell into a stalemate.

Suddenly, there was a touch at Chen Mu's ankle, Chen Mu's back was cold, and he looked down, only to see a book appear at his feet.

The cover of the book fell into Chen Mu's eyes in the faint moonlight.

"Terrible Ghost"

It was in Chen Mu's room in that inn, the book "Powerful Ghost" on the bookshelf, the cover was exactly the same.

"Whew...."

Chen Mu took a deep breath, his eyes swept over the male and female ghosts in front of him, and looked at the fierce ghosts on the drawings behind them.

To the left of the male ghost is the nearest ghost, a big fat man with a bloody arm in one hand and an axe in the other, with a hideous face.

Chen Mu distinguished according to the image that this was the cannibal ghost in the book "Powerful Ghost", who nibbled on human flesh as a delicious feast.

In the middle of the female ghost and the male ghost is an old man, with gray hair and a pale face, but he looks kind, and he is the most ghost-like ghost among the ghosts.

But Chen Mu knew that in the book "Powerful Ghost", this ghost was the best at disguise, dispatching at night, slaughtering a village, with no life and rivers of blood, he was a powerful ghost who resented the existence of living beings in the world.

Behind the female ghost, a female ghost in ancient costume, she is a powerful ghost who kills people and sacrifices to the sky, hoping for the road to enlightenment.

In the middle of the paintings is an evil ghost who possesses a human body and suffers the consequences after committing a heinous crime.

And after that.......

Chen Mu slowly recognized that all the ghosts in these paintings were the ghosts who committed murder in the book "Ghosts".

"So, you came with us, did you all come out of this book?"

Chen Mu lowered his head, picked up "Powerful Ghost", opened it, and immediately froze, looking at the blank paper in the book in front of him, and said with inexplicable emotions.

There was silence, and only Chen Mu's echo existed in the entire studio.

"In that case, you also closed my curtains in the inn last night?"

Chen Mu tensed all over his body and pretended to be calm.

Still no response.

"That means you did the pain in my arm yesterday?"

Chen Mu's left hand trembled slightly, rubbed the faint pain in his right arm, and said with a slightly pale face.

"To be honest, I've only fought with people, and I've never tried to fight with ghosts!"

Chen Mu turned fear into strength, and put on a fighting posture nervously, nervous sweat secreting from his clenched fists.

Even though Chen Mu's body was fully controlled, it was still trembling slightly.

"I'll take a look at your details now!" Chen Mu gritted his teeth, a ruthless light appeared in his eyes, he took a step forward, raised his right leg suddenly, and kicked at the male ghost in the painting with heavy force.

There were so many ghosts in front of him, and the broken door in the back told him that this road was impassable.

Regardless of whether you are a real ghost or a fake ghost, I can't sit still and fight!

"Giggles...."

Just as Chen Mu was about to put it together, an ethereal and pleasant laughter clearly came into Chen Mu's ears from the corridor outside the door, accompanied by a sound of happy footsteps, bouncing.

The sound came from far and near, and came to the vicinity of Chen Mu's studio at a very fast speed.

Chen Mu's expression was first happy, and he wanted to turn around and knock on the door, but he immediately stopped moving, with a stunned look on his face.

This voice is not Di Li Gerba and Yang Mi!

And among the people who came in from their men's group, only Di Lieba and Yang Mi were girls, so who was this pleasant female voice.

Chen Mu's cold sweat slid down instantly, his breathing stopped, and his heart slowed down by half a beat.

The originally light and pleasant footsteps and ethereal and pleasant laughter have also become weird and terrifying at this time!

Suddenly, the sound of laughter and footsteps came to a halt as soon as the studio approached!

Chen Mu's breathing and heartbeat stopped almost instantly, and he didn't dare to gasp.

He could detect a pair of puzzled eyes staring at the bedroom from the door.

At this moment, these ghost paintings in front of him became no longer terrifying.

"Giggles...."

After a pause, the ethereal and pleasant laughter accompanied by the sound of light and happy footsteps set sail again from the studio, and gradually moved away.

Eventually, it disappears completely.

......After the laughter disappeared, Chen Mu, who was holding his breath and his face was flushed, and he was about to lack oxygen, took a sharp breath and took a big breath, with a happy look on his face.

He felt as if he had just walked around the ghost gate.

"It's a man or a ghost!"

Chen Mu was uneasy to talk to himself.

In such a dark day, in a deserted villa in the wilderness, apart from those of them who were pitted by the program team to record the show, is there anyone else?

And still be able to run around this villa, still so fast!

"Is it really a ghost?"

Looking at the ghost sketch in front of him, Chen Mu covered his chest with one hand and muttered.

"Hey!"

At this moment, a soft and ethereal cry came from in front of Chen Mu.

Chen Mu subconsciously looked up, and in an instant, his face turned white in an instant.

Under the bright moonlight, through the window, a little girl of about sixteen years old with no shadow stood upside down from the balcony upstairs.

She was dressed in pink pajamas, with a sharp dagger stuck in her chest, which was covered in blood.

On her delicate face, those smart eyes were full of dead gray color.

Blood ran down her chest, across her neck, face, long hair, and finally onto the edge of the window.

"Are you looking for me?"

The girl's dead gray eyes looked at Chen Mu, and a penetrating smile appeared on her delicate face, making an ethereal and lively voice.

"I'm so, I'm really a ghost!"

Chen Mu looked at this female ghost with blank eyes, not knowing how to react, and finally fell to the ground with his eyes in his eyes.