Not far from the hotel, near the Wangshan Rock.

Shi Erbai looked at the increasingly thick white mist around him irritably, waved his hand, and inhaled the dampness and coldness in his mouth and nose. The talent of the crew arrived halfway, and there was no way to shoot immediately. He called the rest of the people in charge who didn't arrive, and they told him that the fog was so thick that the mountain was about to be closed, and they couldn't find their way in.

These words made Shi Erbai very angry, and he scolded: "With the asphalt road under your feet, even Wang Ba can climb to the place, right? A group of big living people can't even find a place, what are you still alive for!"

Before the scolding was finished, the call was interrupted.

The upper right corner of the phone screen says "No Service", and there is no half-bar signal. Shi Erbai had no choice, he turned around, but saw Jin Xiaonu's face happy, and asked angrily: "What are you laughing at!"

"This mountain fog is so cool and rare, is it wrong for me to laugh?" Jin Xiaonu replied with a light smile. Looking at this situation, Chen Li couldn't come here. She couldn't wait for Shi Erbai to finish the picture here quickly, and then leave here immediately.

She advised: "Time is pressing, let's shoot a little." ”

Shi Erbai was stunned for a moment and said, "That's right. He beckoned the crew, especially a bald actor who was in charge of reading the narration, and asked, "How are the lines I asked you to practice?"

"Absolutely. The bald brother touched the bald head and smiled shyly, and said, "Don't you want to express the momentum of exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts, I found a rooftop and practiced alone for a long time." If nothing else, this momentum is definitely enough. ”

He took a deep breath to prove that what he had said was true.

The sonorous and powerful words were correct and round, making Jin Xiaonu mistakenly think for a moment that this was really a master speaking. "Qionghua Huadong comes, a sword to punish evil! Raise your head and look out, there is no such thing as me!"

"Good!" the rest of the crew applauded and applauded from the bottom of their hearts.

The bald actor was a little embarrassed. Shi Erbai praised him rarely: "Your line skills are very talented! In this way, you go to the props assistant, bring the big speaker, and do it again later." I'll listen closely. ”

The props assistant hesitated: "Director, the sound of the loudspeaker...... It's a little too big. ”

"How big?" Shi Erbai asked indifferently.

"You know the sound of killing pigs, when you kill a pig, first stab it under it, and then find an electric drill to smash it into the chrysanthemum, roast it on a bonfire of hundreds of degrees, and then pour gasoline on it, record the scream, and put it in the computer to artificially synthesize and enhance it several times, which is almost the loudness of this horn. The prop assistant vividly explains.

Shi Erbai nodded stiffly: "I understand, the description is very specific and immersive." But I'm still going to listen to the feeling of the sound being amplified and echoing through the valley. ”

The props assistant brought a loudspeaker, found the bald brother who was practicing his lines on the side, and whispered: "You shout louder, this horn is not very easy to use." ”

The bald brother didn't hear what the prop assistant said just now, so he believed it.

He found a high rock, turned on the horn switch, took a few deep breaths of air, and decided to shout out the line that he had been practicing for days in his loudest voice. Anyway, no one could see anyone clearly in the fog, and he was not afraid that someone would find out that it was him who roared.

The main entrance of the hotel.

Volvo, Wang Xifeng, a big man who was so anxious that he was about to cry, he had just driven by himself, and he didn't find a way out of the mountain after several laps around the hotel. If it weren't for the complicated terrain in the mountains, he really wanted to plunge into the fog and rush to the hospital in the city with his son.

He didn't care about any business negotiations, any contracts, or any selection of persons in charge. Only the son's life is the most important!

Wang Yuanyang's state was getting worse and worse, and he muttered in a dream: "There are a lot of ghosts...... I'm so scared......"

Fang Qian called for help countless times, but her phone always showed no service, and she even closed her eyes and began to pray like a god and Buddha she didn't believe in, hoping to let her son get through this difficult time.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" Wang Xifeng slapped the steering wheel hard, and suddenly vented his anger, he turned his head to look at Liancheng, and said impulsively: "You take Xiaoyang and your sister-in-law here first, and I'll drive to explore the road." I'll pick you up right away if you find your way!"

Liancheng could see that this was not quite right.

The mist was so weird, and there were faint traces of aura flowing. He seemed to understand the reason, it was 100% a ghost made by the Tianmu faction and Liu Laosan.

According to the method of Qi Gathering, he secretly gave Wang Yuanyang a large amount of true spirit.

True spirit is the essence of the aura in the body, and it is not easy for ordinary cultivators to condense a hundred drops, and each drop is precious, more important than life.

The true spirit in the sea of Liancheng Qi is the vast ocean.

He also thought that this was normal, so he didn't feel distressed to use it. When the true spirit entered the body, Wang Yuanyang's face immediately became better, and it was enough for Liancheng to deal with all the messy things.

"Cousin, stay in the car. Don't wander around, I know that a watchman who has lived in the hotel for decades should be able to find his way down the mountain. Liancheng told a little lie.

Wang Xifeng hurriedly said, "I'll go with you!"

"Sister-in-law and Xiao Yan need their father's company even more at this time. Liancheng said softly comfortingly. His words made Wang Xifeng unable to refute.

Wang Xifeng could only pin all his hopes on Liancheng.

"You must go and come back quickly!" he pleaded with his cousin Liancheng in an almost pleading tone.

Liancheng nodded slowly.

Get out of the car, close the door, and only move forward for a dozen steps, but the car behind you has been hidden in the fog, and you can no longer see the Volvo and my cousin's family.

With each step, the fog dodges, and when you step again, the fog retreats.

The smokers who were hiding in the fog were terrified on the ground, and they hid from a distance as if they had encountered a natural enemy. In the fog that avoids people's ears, Liancheng seems to have completely released the deeply suppressed desires and terrifying momentum on weekdays, and has completely changed his person.

He was surrounded by the terrifying fluctuations of the Hundred Ghosts Night Chart, beating into the mist like a drumbeat, stirring and rolling like a sea of mist.

Liancheng only needs to look away, and the fog everywhere he sees naturally avoids a path. When he looked in the direction of the mountain, the mist tenaciously condensed into an endless barrier, blocking the possibility of leaving.

"Trouble, it's all trouble. He muttered to himself. "It's not a good life, but I play this kind of trick of killing people. ”

A strong, slender flash of lightning burst from his right hand, crackling in the air.

Bang!

The thunderclouds in the sky are rolling, and they are about to pour down the raindrops at any moment.

Liancheng suddenly stopped, the copper coin on his chest popped and beat rhythmically, and there was a burst of joy in the success of the matter. In the direction that the thought was pointing to, black thunderclouds could be seen through the fog.

"Is it ......" he looked ugly.

If it is really as he guessed, then this copper coin is really big.