"If you have blood, is it a prank?" Lan Xue asked softly.

"How is this done?" Yin Yucheng scratched his heart and wanted to know, "I know that there is a way to make a certain color 'invisible' first, and then make the color appear through special things, but every method I know does not match what is happening in front of me." ”

"Is this a physical or chemical category?"

Director Feng, who heard their conversation, was speechless for a while, is it time to think about this?

However, because of their conversation, Director Feng's mood was not so tense.

Others couldn't see it, but Xie Qinci could see it, and with the appearance of bloody footprints, an elderly ghost in rags appeared in the props room.

It was in tatters, with a cane, and it was using that crutch to knock on Director Feng at the moment, looking at him with eyes that hated iron and steel.

Director Feng touched his arm, how did he feel that someone was beating him?

Looking around, everyone stared at the bloody footprints, and no suspicious person was found.

The old ghost's body is too light, and the ghost qi is not enough, the impact on Feng Dao is too small, and its crutch goes down, not only did it not cause any harm to Feng Dao, but it was also burned by the yang qi on Feng Dao's body, and the ghost qi on the crutches has weakened a lot.

Seeing that it was not a matter to go on like this, the old ghost withdrew his crutches and continued to circle in circles.

Xie Qinci stared at one place and did not move, Yin Yucheng noticed that he inexplicably thought of the rumors about Xie Qinci on the Internet, and asked tentatively: "Xiao Xie, did you see anything?" ”

His voice was not loud, but it was particularly obvious in a quiet environment, and the eyes of Director Feng and the others "brushed" over.

Including old ghosts who go around in circles.

Xie Qinci retracted his gaze and looked at Yin Yucheng.

His gaze was very calm, no different from usual, but Yin Yucheng shuddered: "I, did I say something wrong?" ”

Although his nerves are large, at some point, Yin Yucheng's intuition is surprisingly sharp.

It's like, there are so many people, he is the only one who noticed Xie Qinci staring at a certain place and subconsciously asked that question.

"Nope." Xie Qin slowly withdrew his gaze.

"I'll just say, how can there be ......" Before he finished speaking, he listened to Xie Qin's words.

"You're not wrong about anything."

Yin Yucheng didn't react for the first time.

What does it mean to say something right?

What did he say?

He asked Xie if he had seen anything.

Yin Yucheng: !!

Could it be that Xie Qinci really saw something?!

Yin Yucheng's cold hair stood on end.

"What are you talking about?" Director Feng didn't know why.

Without Xie Qinci explaining, the old ghost seemed to have found a solution, floated to the side of the prop shelf, and lifted it hard.

"Whoa."

The upside-down shelf rolled around on the ground, and all the props placed inside spilled out.

"My props!" Director Feng ran into the house with a loud bang.

"Hey, now the situation is unknown, how did you get in?" The assistant director hesitated and followed.

He knew how precious Director Feng looked at those props, especially the small shelf that had just fallen, the props inside were all customized by Director Feng according to the description in the book, and they were wrapped in layers of foam paper and placed in it on weekdays, even if they accidentally fell, it didn't matter, this, why did they all fall out all of a sudden?

The rest of the people, you look at me, I look at you, don't dare to make a rash decision.

"How so? These props are different from my custom-made ones! ”

Director Feng's breathing voice came from the room.

It seems that nothing will happen when he goes in, and the field affairs have emboldened himself, and he was about to go in to take a look, when he caught a glimpse of Xiao Wei who slipped out while people were not paying attention, and grabbed him.

"Xiao Wei is in charge of the props, Director Feng, Xiao Wei and I will come in and take a look."

"I'm not going!" Xiao Wei's face changed greatly, "The situation inside is uncertain, if you want to send it to death, don't get involved with me." ”

"Director Feng is inside, nothing happened, what are you afraid of?" The field attendant's eyes narrowed, "Or do you have a ghost in your heart?" ”

"That's right, you've always been in charge of the props, and now that something goes wrong, you always have to go and see it." The people next to him blocked Xiao Wei's way and sent people to the props room.

Because of the fear of the prop room for so long, they all want to find out the truth as soon as possible.

Yin Yucheng pulled Xie Qinqi into the house with great interest, and Lan Xue hesitated for a while before following in.

The first thing I felt when I entered the house was cold.

In autumn, the temperature is getting lower day by day, and the temperature in the prop room is at least ten degrees lower than outside.

There's really nothing in there, right?

The field affairs are in a hurry.

Seeing Xiao Wei, the old ghost no longer floated beside Director Feng, but instead floated towards Xiao Wei, erected a cane and knocked on him.

The yin atmosphere in the house is thicker than that outside, and the old ghost has more room to play inside.

After a few strokes, Xiao Wei was beaten to the sore spot, and "ouch": "Who is beating me?" ”

"Who hit you?" Only two of the bolder staff members followed, and the others were outside.

After seeing a few people enter, a few people leaned on the side of the door and looked in carefully.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from inside the house to the outside, and several staff members ducked back, and the door closed from the inside with a "clang".

"The door, why is the door closed?"

"Can't push it away!" A strong staff member pushed the door in fear.

"Director Feng! Can the people inside hear it? ”

"Bang bang—"

Whether it was calling or knocking on the door, there was no response from inside.

"What, what to do?"

"Call the police!"

"No, shouldn't I find a master?"

The sound of the door being closed was also heard inside, and no one cared about this at the moment, because Xiao Wei kept shouting that someone was beating him.

Afraid that they wouldn't believe it, Xiao Wei rolled up his sleeves, and several clear stick marks appeared on the exposed skin.

"Ouch, stop fighting, stop fighting."

Under the fear, people's yang energy will weaken, and the old ghost's body will become more and more solid, causing more and more damage to Xiao Wei.

"I told you to steal! Let you be shoddy! So that you are framing others! ”

"You ...... Did you hear anything? The field attendant who was originally carrying Xiao Wei's collar had already let go of his hand, and his voice trembled.

The old ghost's voice was too vague, as if it was separated from this world, and for ordinary people, they could only hear the chaotic voice, and they couldn't hear what it said.

But Xie Qinci could hear it clearly.

He tilted his head and glanced at Xiao Wei thoughtfully.

"Ahhhh!!!h Bloody footprints are here again! ”

The field affairs looked at it, and the bloody footprints surrounded him in a circle, and they were still increasing, if there was anything, then wasn't that thing circling around him?

The stimulation was too great, and the field attendant rolled his eyes and fainted in fright.

The staff close to him hurriedly caught his fallen body, and looked at his companion for help: "What should I do?" ”

The props room is so big in total, and the props fall to the ground in a mess, but at this time, the overhead lights flicker violently, one bright and one dark, which makes the props room even more weird.

"Woo......" Yin Yuchang sobbed, "I have been firm in my materialist outlook for thirty years, is it going to be shattered today?" ”

Lan Xue's tears were rolling in her eyes, and half of her fear disappeared when Yin Yucheng said a word, and she wiped her eyes: "At this time, you are not firm in your materialism?" ”

"Those who know the times are junjie, and everything that is happening now is definitely not so materialistic......"

"Ahhhh!!!h Before he finished speaking, Yin Yucheng shouted and grabbed Xie Qinci and Lan Xue and ran away.

Lan Xue was startled by him, and she saw a black figure suddenly appear in the props room, and shouted after her.

Xie Qinci was caught off guard and was pulled up and ran, and he didn't react at all.

A few steps to Feng Dao's side, the props room space is limited, the ghost appeared suddenly, every time it walked a place, a pair of bloody footprints appeared on the ground.

"Why are you destroying my props!" Angry in his head, Director Feng completely forgot that the object of his questioning was not human.

"Director Feng, Director Feng." The assistant director was about to go crazy, and he was busy pulling Director Feng to calm him down.

He thought that the ghost would be angry and would attack them, but the ghost shrank back in Director Feng's roar, and his momentum was inexplicably shorter.

Assistant Director: ???

Is he dazzled?

The old ghost pointed to the props in front of Director Feng, and then to Xiao Wei, his mouth opened and closed, and he kept humming.

"Is it trying to say something?" Director Feng was puzzled.

Finding that no one could hear his words clearly, the old ghost was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

As soon as it moved, the lights flashed even harder.

In the end, his gaze fell directly on Xie Qinci.

Such a gaze made people's hearts furious, and Yin Yucheng rubbed his arm: "Why does it look at us like this?" ”

Xie Qinci turned to Director Feng: "It has something to say to you, do you want to hear it?" ”

Director Feng: "Huh? ”

"What can it say to me?" Director Feng didn't want to hear it in his private heart, especially now that the old ghost was obviously the culprit who harmed his props, he didn't believe that it would have anything good to say to him.

Xie Qinci: "He doesn't want to hear it. ”