Chapter 57: Classical Dance Headgear

Zhou Junwei shook his head: "The master fought with the Earth Binding Spirit, lost some vitality, and now he is recuperating, so he sent us to see if he can help you deal with it, if we can't do it, he will naturally take action himself." ”

"Humph!"

Ting didn't speak, just snorted coldly.

Meng Cha frowned and looked at Ting, then turned his head to Zhou Junwei with an apologetic smile and said, "Master, don't blame her, the movie can't be completed, she's very worried." ”

"It's okay," as a psychiatrist, he had never seen any kind of extreme person, and such a rebellious little girl was not qualified to cause fluctuations in his heart at all.

"That's good, I don't know what the masters want us to prepare in order to destroy the ghosts in our crew."

Hearing this, Zhou Junwei and Huang Jiawen, who also knew Thai, both changed their faces, and they couldn't say nonsense, otherwise it would be troublesome for the powerful ghost to hide nearby or possess someone.

You must know that the yin and yang eyes are not omnipotent, and the powerful ghosts who deliberately dodge, Huang Jiawen cannot see.

Zhou Junwei hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, we never thought about eliminating this friend, we just planned to talk to it and see what we could do for it, so that it could rest well." ”

Hearing Zhou Junwei's words, these people in the crew felt that they were even more unreliable, you must know that the other masters are full of confidence, and what they said is, demons block and kill demons, ghosts block and kill ghosts, how can people who are really capable be so cowardly!

Zhou Junwei ignored the strange eyes of these inconsequential people, and continued: "Please prepare the most sumptuous dinner, no seasonings, and then the paper villas that need to be sacrificed, cars, beauties, handsome guys, the more ingots, the better the paper money, candles and green incense." ”

Meng almost nodded, and immediately ordered his subordinates to make arrangements, no matter what these Hong Kong people do, as long as they can solve the matter perfectly: "A few masters from Hong Kong, in addition to these, what else do you want us to do?" ”

"You wait a minute," Zhou Junwei finished speaking, and looked at Huang Jiawen, who was comforting Ma Jiajun softly.

At this time, a group of people watching the excitement found that this Hong Kong woman was muttering softly to her bag, which was very strange.

Huang Jiaqiang comforted softly: "Jiajun is obedient, go back and burn a few more incense sticks for you, you tell me softly, which ones here have the smell of that sister." ”

"I'm still afraid, you promise me, after I point it out, you will go back and send me to Brother Lin."

After speaking, Ma Jiajun, who was in the jar, showed a smug smile, although it was small, it was not stupid, and he knew that it was very dangerous to be by their side, and it was safest to stay by Brother Lin's side.

"Jiajun, I promise you, as long as you point people out, I will send you Brother Lin to your side."

"Okay, the uncle who just spoke and the sister next to him, the uncle on the left who smoked against the door, and the last one is the uncle with glasses looking out of the window of the room on the right, and they all smell of the fierce sister."

Huang Jiawen raised his head and pointed at the few people Ma Jiajun said just now: "The four of you stay overnight, and the others go back first." ”

Ting sneered: "I want to see what the hell you guys do." ”

Looking out of the window, the timid editor Xiao Gang pointed to himself quite unexpectedly: "Is it me?" ”

Huang Jiawen nodded.

The last person to smoke was Dandong, who played a policeman in the movie, but he frowned and didn't finish, but when he saw the heroine Ting, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he immediately lowered his head.

With a few hours left before dark, the crowd began to move separately.

Zhou Junwei and Chen Dachang presided over the overall situation in the crew and arranged a mourning hall.

Dezi followed the little brother to buy all kinds of paper offerings.

Huang Jiawen took Ma Jiajun back, and asked Lin Li again by the way.

……

An hour later.

Leaning on the sofa and being pressed by Le Huizhen, who came back from the company, Xiaomei's hand, and May's temples, Lin Li, who was forcibly massaged by the three girls, listened to Huang Jiawen's words, and helplessly said to the three girls who were massaging their bodies and eating their own tofu: "Let me talk about the business first." ”

"Okay."

"Okay."

“ok”

The three girls got up and looked at each other and smiled proudly.

Looking at the invincible young three daughters, a trace of envy flashed in Huang Jiawen's eyes, and he continued to ask: "Master Lin, we can't find out where the female ghost is, what should we do?" ”

Lin Li, who had been pressed on his temples for a while, now cleared his mind a little and tried to recall this Thai horror film.

Finally, I thought of the Thai classical dance headdress in the movie, and I remember that the headdress in the movie has a strange black gas, by the way, the headdress of the classical dance in the movie can't be held with your hands,

Lin Li, who thought clearly, used the plum blossom technique to cover up his prophetic preconception as usual: "Just now I used the plum blossom technique to calculate, and found that there must be ghost bearers at the scene, and it should be related to dance, such as relatively ancient headdresses, skirts and other things, and remember, ghost bearers cannot be touched with hands." ”

Huang Jiawen looked at Lin Li, who was rubbing his temples unconsciously after speaking, and said apologetically: "Master Lin, I understand, you have worked hard to drain your energy, take a good rest." I'm leaving. ”

Lin Li, who had just thought about it for a long time and felt that his head was starting to swell, leaned back on the sofa weakly: "Go." ”

……

Huang Jiawen, who returned to the theater, told Lin Li to Zhou Junwei.

Zhou Junwei nodded, and then immediately went to the office to find Mengcha.

After listening to Zhou Junwei's words, Meng Cha suddenly thought of the Thai classical dance headdress that mysteriously appeared in Ting's hand.

"It's a classical headdress, I know where it is, let's go over and get it and burn it at once."

Zhou Junwei felt a big head for a while, if this is the case, this ghost will not show up and fight hard, if it becomes the appearance of Lepu, everyone will die, and hurriedly said: "I didn't burn it, I planned to use it to worship, you must not talk nonsense." ”

Meng Cha asked strangely, "Master, why are you not like other masters?" ”

Zhou Junwei first glanced around, and then said: "Ghosts are all changed by people, what right do we have to destroy them without trial." ”

Then he felt that the amulet on his neck was not hot, and he whispered with a finger: "And this friend may be by our side, or it may be on any of you." ”

Meng Cha understands that the previous sentence is just a polite remark, and the latter sentence is the key, and the explanation is that this ghost may be around everyone, and it may be possessed by someone.

Meng Cha was a little frightened by Zhou Junwei's words, if so, then he really couldn't talk nonsense: "I understand, I listen to you, let's go find Ting now." ”

After a few minutes of searching, the two found Ting, who was alone in the dark dressing room.