After listening to the words of the two, Ting felt a wave in her heart, she didn't think that these Hong Kong people really had some skills, and they could actually know that there was a problem with their headdress.

She has always had a secret in her heart, the eldest sister in the headdress is a good ghost, and she has been protecting her (what she thought was protecting her. ）

Just when Ting was about to say that the headdress was long gone.

After walking into this dressing room, Zhou Junwei, who felt the charm on his chest slightly hot for the first time, understood that he had found the right place.

"We don't want to destroy it, we just want to use the headdress it wears to become a communication line with this friend in the theater, and I'm sure you want to hear its thoughts, right?"

Ting looked at Zhou Junwei's face, as if judging whether what he said was true or false.

Zhou Junwei, who could see what she was thinking, smiled softly: "You should have heard that professional things should be done by professional people, so I think you should let us give it a try." ”

Ting was still silent, Zhou Junwei's face fell silent, and he said seriously: "Miss Ting, I can tell you, ghosts are not jokes, nor are they some beautiful things that you have imagined in your heart that can arouse your sympathy.

It's okay if it's going to bed at the end of life or dying naturally, at most the feelings are very weak, like a very withdrawn person, except for the people who care about the dearest and beloved, at most everyone else is regarded as a stranger, you don't commit it, it doesn't offend you.

But if this ghost died in an accident or was killed by someone, then its heart is definitely full of incomparable resentment, except for a few people who care very much, it will be full of hatred, jealousy, and other negative emotions for anyone else in this world.

If you compare it to a person, a mentally ill person with a tendency to commit serious crimes, such a person will definitely not be able to accept your affection if you have helped him or are full of kindness to them. ”

Meng Cha heard the specific situation of the ghost for the first time, and he originally thought that the ghost was similar to an ordinary person, but now he couldn't help but persuade in a cold sweat: "Ting, it's better to listen to the words of professionals, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the rest of the crew." ”

In fact, there is no need to say more, after listening to Zhou Junwei's words, Ting was already startled, and couldn't help the hairs on her body stood up.

Even if she still didn't believe the words of the Hong Kong man, she didn't have the courage to hide the headdress anymore, and pointed to the cabinet on the far right of the dressing table: "The headdress is in the cabinet." ”

Meng Cha immediately wanted to get it, but Zhou Junwei hurriedly stopped him: "Don't take it with your hands, pick it out with a stick." ”

Hearing this, Mengcha's expression suddenly became sluggish and frightened, because he thought of something terrible, and couldn't help but ask with a stammer: "Big... Master, there are a total of five people in the crew who have taken this headdress, except for the four you asked us to keep, and the female producer who suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction, will we die one by one because of taking the headdress like in some horror movies? ”

Looking at Meng Cha's panicked appearance, although Zhou Junwei didn't know if it would develop like that, he was afraid that he would run away indiscriminately under the panic and cause unnecessary trouble, so he comforted: "Taking the headdress will only make your yang qi a little low, and it won't die one by one like in a horror movie, don't worry, as long as we finish this ritual at night and explain it clearly, it will be fine." ”

Meng Cha lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and put forward another thought: "I am willing to take a sum of money out, you are doing things here, how about I go to the temple in the evening to wait for your news?" ”

Zhou Junwei shook his head: "Only some lonely souls and wild ghosts will be afraid of the temple, and the slightly stronger ghosts are not afraid of the temple at all, the temple will make them a little uncomfortable at most, and they will only be injured when they touch the gods in the temple." ”

According to Lin Li's own conjecture, this world is too small, and there are too few supernatural powers that can accommodate it, and the power of the gods and Buddhas is too strong, and a little penetration may cause harm to this world, so he simply let this world develop naturally.

Moncha couldn't believe this: "If this is the case, then the ghosts are not incomprehensible, and the existence of ghosts will definitely be known to everyone, because ordinary people like us will die when they encounter them, by the way, does the government have the ability to destroy them?" ”

Zhou Junwei continued to explain: "Don't think nonsense, the odds of ordinary people wanting to hit a ghost are even more difficult than buying a lottery ticket to win, and there is a person who wants to become a powerful ghost, but also needs a special life, and even if a powerful ghost wants to harm people, it needs a lot of rules, and in the end, if they dare to harm people indiscriminately, they will be arrested by ghosts." ”

Meng Cha understood what Zhou Junwei meant, that is, they were very unlucky at the same time, and at the same time, they touched a ghost with a special personality, so they encountered such a dangerous thing, and it was not so easy for this ghost to harm them.

As for wanting to call the ghost cha, he didn't say it again, this is not in the world of novels and movies, the ghost cha is a little Luoluo, and they are all good-hearted and good people.

To put it mildly, the ghost's duty has never been to save people, and they want to make an ordinary person can't do it, it's too easy, such a powerful existence, an ordinary person is not much stronger than an ant to him, and how can he care about the life and death of ordinary people, unless he can get benefits.

Thinking about it, Mengcha's attitude has changed drastically from the original, and he said with a little humility: "Then it's all up to you, masters, I'll go out now to supervise how they are arranged, it's not a joke." ”

……

The weather was sunny, but after 7 p.m., it suddenly became cloudy, and it looked like it was raining.

Now the living room of the house rented by the crew has become a huge mourning hall, with a headdress in the center of the mourning hall like a photo, and a human-high mirror behind the headdress, and the two sides in front of the mourning hall are made offerings with dense paper.

Zhou Junwei called all four members of the crew to him: "Wait until 12 o'clock in the evening, we will invite it out, and then you will be responsible for burning all kinds of sacrifices to it, remember to be sincere." ”

"Ming... Got it. ”

"Understood."

"Oh."

"The master depends on you."

Look at their scared, cold, casual attitude. Zhou Junwei emphasized again: "When you wait for it to come out at night, don't scream in fright, otherwise you will make it angry, and everyone will be in trouble." ”

Meng Cha looked at the three people next to him, his eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, he could do anything to save his life, and then assured categorically: "Master don't worry, I will take care of them." ”

11:30 p.m.

Chen Dachang took Dezi to stand on both sides and began to recite the Prison Breaking Spirit Chapter.

Zhou Junwei and Huang Jiawen lit a handful of green incense and inserted it in front of the headdress.

Zhou Junwei first took a few deep breaths, intending to take a more serious attitude than when he talked to patients with severe mental illness in the clinic before.