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The news of Wu Jing's death was transmitted back to the crew at seven o'clock in the morning. It is said to be a suicide, because Wu Jing did not have a single scar on her body, and she was the only one in the detention room that night, and the police on duty confirmed that no one had approached her, and the surveillance video also proved this.

As for the cause of Wu Jing's death, the police are investigating, and I believe it will be found out soon.

The whole crew is rumored that Wu Jing committed suicide in fear of crime, which is the best reason for Wu Jing's sudden death, but Lu Qiushi is deeply suspicious of this. He wanted to take a look at Wu Jing's corpse and see if it was contaminated with ghost energy, but he didn't have this qualification, and the police wouldn't buy his account.

He didn't dare to go to Fang Chen, and asked Fang Chen to come forward and ask to see Wu Jing, because yesterday's incident made Fang Chen have an opinion about him. If it weren't for Lin Bing believing in him all the time, I'm afraid Lin Bing would have an opinion of him.

After breakfast, he lay down on the beach by the sea, quietly feeling the coolness of the morning sea breeze, trying to calm himself down.

A mystery had just been solved, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a new and bigger mystery reappeared, and his heart was tired. No one could understand him, and no one could support him, and Lin Bing's incomparable trust in him only added to the burden on him.

The sun is gradually rising, and there are more and more people on the beach. Looking at the crowd frolicking on the beach, Lu Qiushi looked envious: This is the life I want most, but when will I be able to live as carefree as them?

Lying on the beach, bathed in the warmth of the sun and the freshness of the sea breeze, Lu Qiushi gradually fell asleep.

Due to Fang Chen's injury, filming was temporarily suspended in the next few days, and other people's scenes were filmed first.

Sister Quan didn't leave, Fang Chen's injury worried her, she stayed in the crew to accompany Fang Chen, anyway, there are so many rooms, it doesn't matter if there is one more person.

In Fang Chen's room, the four women sat together and chatted happily.

Wu Jing's death was like removing a big stone from their chests, which made them feel a lot better.

Although they also felt a little sad about Wu Jing's death and felt sorry for Wu Jing's decision, but thinking of Wu Jing's collusion with ghosts and wanting to harm them several times, the sadness in their hearts was alleviated a lot.

"Chenchen, you're safe this time. As soon as Wu Jing dies, it is estimated that the starving ghost will not come to harm you again, and now there is only one brain-eating ghost left. Zhang Nan said in a relaxed tone, she had never forgotten the existence of the brain-eating ghost, but yesterday she deliberately pretended to forget because she didn't want Fang Chen to be afraid.

"But that brain-eater seems to be dealing with Bingbing, right?" Zhang Nan changed his mouth and said to Lin Bing next to him.

Lin Bing nodded silently: "Well, the two times that brain-eating ghost appeared seemed to be trying to harm me." ”

She knew that she was a pure yin body, and she had already understood the meaning of a pure yin body, but she had never been afraid, because she always believed that Lu Qiushi could protect her.

Zhang Nan pinched Lin Bing's cheek: "Bingbing, you don't have to be afraid, with me to protect you, that brain-eating ghost will definitely not dare to harm you, if he dares to come, I will clean him up like a starving ghost!" ”

"Wait," Sister Quan on the side heard this and asked, "I heard that you are hungry ghosts and brain-eating ghosts, how many ghosts have you encountered?" Is there really a ghost in this world? ”

"Sister Quan, there really is." Fang Chen knew that Sister Quan had never believed that there were ghosts in this world, so he explained, "You haven't seen it with your own eyes, so you don't believe it." I used to be like you, but I saw that starving ghost with my own eyes, so now I believe that there really are ghosts in this world. ”

At this time, there was a quick knock on the door, and after Sister Quan opened the door, a staff member stood at the door, poked his head into the room and scanned the room, and asked, "May I ask Miss Fang Chen, did you see the fat man Lu Qiushi who came with you?" ”

"Oh, what are you looking for him?" Zhang Nan walked to the door curiously.

"That's right, there is a scene of his to be filmed this morning, but he has not come, and the director is in a hurry. I went to his room and didn't find him, and my phone calls to him didn't answer, so I wanted to ask if you saw him. ”

"Chenchen, Bingbing, you heard it, that stingy man started playing big names before he filmed for two days!"

By the time Lu Qiushi returned to the villa, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon, and he had just woken up, and it was really refreshing to lie on the soft sand by the sea. Although he had only slept for a few hours, he felt completely sleepy.

In the face of the director's angry saliva, he apologized very bluntly, and then began to ask the makeup artist to give his face a special dress.

Due to Wu Jing's sudden death, the director had to find someone to revise the script again, and deleted all the scenes related to Wu Jing later. Fortunately, not long after the filming of the play started, Wu Jing also died at the right time, just in time to write Wu Jing's role in the play to death, and it will not affect the smoothness of the overall plot.

He already knew the main content of Lu Qiushi's scene, that is, Zhou Ling couldn't think of hanging himself because of something, and he faced Zhou Ling's body and found that Zhou Ling had become a ghost.

The scene is very simple, and Lu Qiushi doesn't even have a few lines. After his face was transformed, he stood at the door of the room, waiting for him to enter.

Zhou Ling was wearing red pajamas and stood in the center of the room. The room is furnished like a common man's bedroom, with antiquated and painted furniture, white, yellowed walls, and rolled up floors at the corners forming the main tone of the room.

Zhou Ling's hair was scattered behind her, her eyes were blank standing on a stool in the center of the room, in front of her was a rope that fell from the ceiling and tied into a loop, she silently looked around, looked around at the house she had lived in for many years, and closed her eyes. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, across his face, and dripping onto the shabby floor leather.

She took one last look at the frame on the bedside table, which contained a picture of her with a man, and then slowly grabbed the rope and put it around her neck.

Looking at the director who was sitting in front of the camera and nodding his head, Lu Qiushi pursed his lips.

He didn't know how to film, so he couldn't tell whether Zhou Ling's performance was good or bad, and just silently waited for the instructions of the staff next to him. As soon as the staff member instructed, he entered the room, turned his back to the camera lens, and said a word.

Zhou Ling put the rope around her neck, and kicked the stool under her feet hard, so that she hung in the air.

She wore a stiff neck sleeve around her neck that was specially used to shoot hangings, which protected her entire neck. In this way, the camera constantly changes angles and images, so that the viewer will not see a mistake on the TV in the future, and she will not be in danger.

Then Zhou Ling began to struggle, she moved her hands and feet in unison according to the requirements of the script, the facial features on her face were wrinkled, and she pretended to be breathless.

Lu Qiushi saw the gesture of the staff and understood that it was time for him to enter the venue immediately. He took a deep breath to calm down, staring at the staff's hands, just waiting for the other party to let him in.

At this time, the expression on Zhou Ling's face became even more painful, her struggling hands and feet slowly stopped, and she tried to open her mouth as if she wanted to call for help, but she couldn't make a sound.

Her hands and feet twitched unnaturally and heavily, and her eyes rolled up to reveal white eyeballs, and gradually Zhou Ling's convulsions stopped, and her tongue spit out of her mouth.

"Help!"