Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Mirror of Trickery

Diagonally opposite Zheng Yifei was the locked room, and at this time, the big lock on the door had fallen to the ground, and a door of the room was open.

"Shhhh

After everyone pressed and dragged her arm, Zheng Yifei finally woke up. She let out a long breath and slowly opened her eyes.

"Feifei, why are you lying here?" Director Tang asked suspiciously.

Zheng Yifei rubbed her head, her eyes were a little hollow. It took a long time for her to speak weakly.

"When I got up at night to go to the bathroom, I passed by this room, and suddenly the light came on, as if someone was talking. I peeked through the crack in the door, and then I ...... I feel dizzy...... And then I don't remember anything. ”

Hearing Zheng Yifei say this, everyone unanimously turned their eyes to the room diagonally opposite.

When they realized that the door that the old lady said would not be allowed to open had been opened at this moment, everyone was a little weak.

"This, what's going on? Who opened it? Director Tang was a little anxious.

I walked over and took a closer look. The lock nose on the wooden door was smashed down, and the large lock fell to the side, and there was half a muddy green brick on the ground next to it.

A few good people came with me, curious to look into the house. I saw that the four walls of the room were empty, and only an antique dresser was placed at the root of the opposite wall.

The dressing table is elegant, with a gabled crown on the top, intricately carved columns on both sides, and a moire of flowers carved on the doors. Oval mirror, smooth and shiny.

The whole dressing table looked magnificent, but there was one thing that made me feel uncomfortable - there was a purple rune paper with red runes written on it.

It seems to be something sealed! I'm afraid there's something wrong with this mirror.

At this time, I don't know if it's a psychological effect, I feel as if there is a pair of eyes in the room staring at me. For no reason, I was cold, and then I got goosebumps.

"Just a dressing table, huh? Or lock it up? A colleague said nonchalantly.

"Yes, I still have something worth it! Well, maybe this dressing table is an antique. Another said.

I didn't have the heart to listen to them, and I was about to turn around and leave. However, just as I turned my head, the afterglow swept away, and two bloody handprints appeared on the mirror!

I suddenly tightened the chrysanthemum, and when I looked again, there was nothing on the mirror. Looking at the few people next to him, there is nothing unusual at all. Is it another hallucination?

I glanced at it and quickly walked away.

Director Tang looked at Zheng Yifei, pinched his chin, and asked, "Feifei, is this...... You didn't smash it, did you? ”

Zheng Yifei frowned and didn't say anything. I noticed that there were black marks on her hands, much like the mud marks on the turn.

Xiao Zhang helped Zheng Yifei back to the room, and Director Tang let everyone disperse, looking at the smashed door frame and the big lock on the ground alone.

The production producer asked Director Tang: "Shall we talk to the homeowner?" ”

Director Tang thought about it and shook his head.

"This house is a centuries-old artifact, and we broke someone's door frame. In case the old lady slanders people and says let's pay for this door, oh, and the copper lock, then I can't say how much money is less money! ”

The production producer also had a headache and asked, "Then what do you say?" ”

Old Tang pursed his lips and said, "That's it for this door first, go back and find someone to buy some super glue, let's glue it as it is." If you don't look closely, you should be able to fool around. ”

The production producer nodded.

"Oh, by the way, you go back and tell everyone that no one is to enter this room." Tang Dao added.

During the morning filming, I was strolling around the garden, and Jinbao trotted over and said to me mysteriously: "Brother Ping'an, I just heard the director muttering to Sister Miao Miao!" ”

"Oh, really?" I replied casually.

"Brother Ping'an, guess what they said?"

I smiled and shook my head.

This kid is too innocent to know that it is dangerous to snoop on other people's secrets in the crew.

"You don't believe it, dare to love the ghost that Sister Fei Fei saw the night before yesterday, it turned out to be Sister Miao Miao who was asked by Director Tang to pretend!"

I was shocked when I heard this, and then I understood. It must be Director Tang who wants Zheng Yifei to enter the play quickly, come up with such a bad idea, and deliberately stimulate her.

This old Tang has a lot of crooked ideas, but have you ever considered Zheng Yifei's feelings!

The director asked Sister Miao Miao if she also opened the door last night, in order to scare Sister Feifei. Sister Miao Miao said that there was nothing at all. ”

I nodded. That room, that mirror, eighty percent of the problem, it's not as simple as someone deliberately making it out to scare people.

"Jinbao, let's just know about this, don't mention it to others, it's not good for you." I reminded.

Jinbao nodded: "I know, brother." I will believe you, and I will not tell anyone else. ”

During the lunch break, I saw Director Tang call Zheng Yifei's assistant Xiao Zhang aside.

"Xiao Zhang, I want to ask you something. Do we Feifei usually have a problem with sleepwalking? ”

Xiao Zhang shook his head and said, "No! She's just a little nervous, and she's never sleepwalked! ”

It seems that Director Tang is still worried about how the door was opened.

I was not sure, and my right eyelid kept jumping. I'm afraid that someone will come into the house and take off the rune paper on the mirror.

When Xiao Zhang walked away, I walked over and said, "That, Director Tang, there is a rune paper on the mirror in that room, there may be a problem." Do you want to tell you again......"

Director Tang nodded and said, "Yes, yes, you are still careful." No wonder Shuhai gave you a thumbs up when he mentioned it. ”

Before finishing work, Director Tang shouted with a loudspeaker, telling everyone not to go to that room, let alone touch the mirror.

In the evening, after dinner, everyone was chatting in groups. A short time after the gate of the courtyard was closed, there was a sharp knock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, a man rolled in, and the strong smell of wine immediately spread through the courtyard.

Everyone looked at each other and was taken aback.

Lying on the ground was an uncle, looking about fifty years old, chubby. He held a large pampa fan in one hand, a bottle in the other, and a cloth bag in the other. At the moment, lying on the ground, I didn't forget to pour wine into my mouth.

Director Tang walked over, leaned over, and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" ”

The uncle had a mysterious smile on his red face, a mouth full of yellow teeth, his eyes were confused, and he continued to drink and said, "This wine...... Enough energy......"

"I said, how did you get here? Go home! ”

But no matter what Director Tang says, this drunkard uncle just won't leave. The fat body leaned into the corner of the wall, looking at the people around him and laughing.