After witnessing the tragedy at noon that day, the actors were more or less in a daze.
The two living people were crushed into pulp by the coffin. Those who faced this scene in peacetime would have nightmares at least, and it would also leave a psychological shadow.
After all, senior actors have experienced big scenes in movie making and can still keep their expressions straight. Several new actors were not so lucky. Long Aotian groaned and retched while holding on to the wall. Master Wang's face was even more bloodless and his performance was very reluctant.
The heavy rain continued for three days.
Although nothing supernatural happened, every actor has been haunted by the same nightmare these days. Among them, Anna and Master Wang dreamed the most frequently, and they became more and more exhausted day by day. Zong Qi also asked Xiaohong about this. It is said that one of the two people was born in Yin year, month and hour, and the other had a light horoscope and was most easily disturbed by Yin energy.
Because it was a direct mental intrusion, Zong Qi didn't know what to do. Instead, his actor's scream value steadily increased. At least the number of surviving actors remained the same, which was a blessing in disguise.
The rain is still falling, and the valley is still sweltering. The rain has not dispelled any heat, but the poisonous insects are increasing day by day. The goddess brought them some insect repellent powder, saying it was made from crushed tobacco produced in the village, and they could just sprinkle it on their bodies.
"The ancient tribes in our village used to be the best at using poisonous insects. Although the method of raising poisonous insects has been lost now, the method of expelling poisonous insects has remained, which is very effective against poisonous insects."
But this kind of weather is somewhat abnormal,
The goddess explained that most of the village had not rained before. About seven days ago, the current village chief, the leader they met when they entered the village a few days ago, asked her to take the girls in the village to dance and pray at the well.
"Goddesses can communicate with heaven and earth and ask for blessings from ghosts and gods. This is a tradition that our village has inherited from a long time ago. Although the goddesses of my generation no longer have much magical power and cannot be compared with the powerful witches hundreds of years ago, they can also pray for rain. It often works sometimes, but I’m happy to be able to do what I can for the village.”
Zong Qi did not comment on these remarks.
If it were in the past, even if he accidentally encountered a ghost while walking at night, he would have caught people talking about materialist philosophy and convinced them that he did not exist.
But now, he was bound to the system, traveled through time, and became a serious director, and he never thought about it.
After Zong Qi sent the photo of the hanging coffin to Qi Ningzhou three days ago, the other party hurriedly replied that he needed to look up some information before he could give an accurate answer.
The Heavenly Master disappeared for three whole days without any news.
Zongqi had no choice but to go online to check information about this Miao village.
Surprisingly, he found nothing. Turning on the location settings and accurately positioning on each app showed that the original place was a wilderness. Although the surrounding ponds, rivers and valleys were all in good shape, there was no trace of a village.
Reminiscent of Huang Village's peculiar customs and strange rune marks, Zong Qi even wondered whether this village was just a set created for movie shooting and did not exist in reality at all.
As a last resort, Zong Qi gave up this approach and chose to continue waiting for the Tianshi's off-site assistance, while continuing to inquire about information and clues from the goddess.
The more I inquired, the more frightened I became.
This small village is really backward. In order to maintain the purity of their goddess bloodline, every goddess must marry within the clan, and there is even a tradition of incest marriage.
As an outsider, it was difficult for Zong Qi to tell him anything, especially when the ten-year-old goddess said that she was engaged to her cousin and would marry him at the age of fourteen. He can only try to convey some correct values to these children by telling stories.
"Let me continue to tell you about the world outside the mountain."
"good."
The goddess' eyes suddenly lit up
Perhaps because of listening to the village history story today, Zong Qi slept very deeply when he went to bed today. When he woke up, he found himself standing outside the door of the house.
"Is it a dream?"
He subconsciously reached for his phone in his pocket and found that it was empty. On the contrary, the horror movie system was still running smoothly.
"As Huang Mao and the others said, I'm afraid I've entered that mysterious nightmare."
Every morning these days, the actors would share their dreams from the previous day. Zong Qi had been listening in for so long, so it was no stranger to them.
The black-haired young man thought about it, looked at the deep road in front of him, and decided to go take a look without much thought.
He walked forward along this road, and at the end was a flickering firelight. Other than that, the land was completely dark, and he couldn't see his fingers.
Not long after, Zong Qi reached the end of the road.
The surrounding forest was deathly silent, and the shadows of the overlapping trees were reflected on the ground with their claws and teeth.
The mourning hall surrounded by white cloth was silent. Nine coffins were neatly placed inside, arranged in the same manner as the nine-dragon locked coffins that Zongqi saw on the cliff that day. The charms and chains on them were still hanging well.
Zong Qi walked up curiously and touched it directly without being afraid.
Then he found that when he touched it, not only did the plot exploration level increase by 2%, but there were also dense rubbing sounds coming from the eight coffins around him. The coffin in the middle made a loud noise and began to seep from the gap in the coffin lid. Thick, fishy, dark brown blood came out, and if you looked closely, you could see green smoke rising from the coffin.
There was indeed something wrong with this nightmare. According to what Qi Ningzhou said before, it was probably the bloody corpse in the coffin that pulled him into the dream.
Zong Qi touched his chin and understood the source of the actors' nightmares these days.
"Xiao Hong? Xiao Hong?"
The first time I saw such a strange and strange scene, anyone else would have screamed. The black-haired young man didn't change his expression. Instead, he called his employees on the spot.
It didn't matter if the bloody corpse didn't hit his head. Now that it hit him, a director like Zong Qi, a good director of the people, would of course want to eliminate harm for the people!
Soon, a bright red dress appeared in the air, which was comparable to the blood flowing from the coffin.
A female ghost with disheveled hair appeared above him out of thin air.
In an instant, as if there was a reaction, the contents of the coffin in the center fell silent for a moment, and began to pick at the coffin wall with even more crazy and violent sounds, mixed with unpleasant grunts and roars.
Little Red rolled her eyes and suddenly stared straight at the coffin in the center.
I don’t know how to describe it, but in short, it seems to smell an inexplicable fragrance from inside.
It was even more fragrant than the roast chicken cooked by Zong Qi, so fragrant that it started to gulp down its saliva.
"Ho ho ho ho ho"
Before Zong Qi could say anything, Xiaohong's black hair began to surge in the air, mixing with the blood flowing around the coffin.
The sticky blood soaked the female ghost's hair, but in the next second it absorbed all the blood like a pipe.
Visible to the naked eye, Xiaohong's long, dry and split hair suddenly became darker and more shiny. It was as if she had gone to a beauty salon to get a hair replenishing mask. The results were very fast.
No, no, no, no? Does ghost have such a wide range of recipes?
Zong Qi was so excited when he saw Xiao Hong that his eyes turned black. More and more black hair stretched out from the air and reached under the coffin. There were even some greedy hair trying to stick into the coffin wall along with the blood flowing out. .
Perhaps sensing that the momentum was wrong, the blood flowing in the coffin immediately stopped, and the bloody corpse began to pretend to be dead.
It has been coveting Zongqi for a long time. The moment he stepped into the village, his body was filled with fragrant scent. In the eyes of the ghost, he almost made his mouth water when he smelled it.
But unlike Anna, who was born with a yin physique, and Master Wang, who was born with a yin physique in the team, Zong Qi's yang energy was too strong. The other two people only needed a little Yin energy to be dragged into the nightmare, but as soon as the Yin energy came close to Zong Qi's body, it would automatically dissolve within a few minutes.
Originally, the bloody corpse in the coffin could fight steadily, but it really couldn't resist the temptation - if it could swallow this black-haired human, its strength would definitely skyrocket to the point where it could ignore the spell formation.
Maybe he can fight with that woman.
However, when Xiao Hong appeared, Xue Zhi realized that something seemed wrong.
Where did this evil spirit come from? Are there other ghosts in the village besides it and the woman?
Seeing that the coffin was no longer bleeding, the female ghost in red immediately made a dissatisfied sound.
At that moment, the dense black hair surrounded the whole coffin like a blanket, and they threw the coffin around, trying to find a place to pry it open. As soon as Zong Qi saw it, he knew that Xiaohong had fallen into a temporarily crazy buff.
"Creak, creak, creak -"
The bloody corpse in the coffin is full of panic, and it can feel the red-clothed ghost continuously absorbing its power.
This is really frustrating for the ghost.
Although he has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, the reason why the bloody corpse did not come out to eat people on his own is because it was blocked by spells and chains.
I thought everything was safe, so I didn't leave any escape route for myself. Now it has no extra Yin energy to send these two people out, so it can only pretend to be dead.
At this moment, the ghost in the coffin was very grateful that there was a spell cast by the elders a hundred years ago on the outside.
Without the charm, it would be like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Zong Qi watched for a while and said considerately: "Xiaohong, let me do it."
Xiaohong couldn't get rid of the talisman on the coffin, and the black hair turned into resentment turned into fly ash the moment it came into contact with the talisman.
However, what Xiaohong couldn’t do, Zong Qi could do it!
In horror movies, ghosts often trick humans into uncovering talismans, because ghosts can't do it themselves, but people can.
The female ghost in red regained her consciousness a little, stepped back a little, and saw the black-haired young man squatting in front of the coffin to study it, then stretched out her hand to pull it, and said while pulling it back: "Sorry, please open the door."
Listening to the sound of getting it done in a few clicks outside, the bloody corpse in the coffin said: ""
Dama! ! !
As soon as the chain hit the ground, the black hair couldn't wait to squeeze in.
At the same time, the humanoid object filled with coagulated blood roared loudly, and with a feint, the blood spread to the floor of the mourning hall, creaking and corroding countless holes. He opened the heavy coffin lid, turned around and rushed towards Zongqi.
If you can eat this black-haired human being, if you can eat it, you may not have a chance to make a comeback——
"Aaaahhhhh!!"
The moment this mass of blood was about to come into contact with the black-haired young man. Soon after, everything happened in the blink of an eye. It was suddenly enveloped by an invisible force. Half of the majestic ghost energy in its body melted away, and it froze in place. It was successfully blocked and flew from behind. Xiaohong opened her mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Ho ho burp."
The latter swallowed several times, rubbed his belly, and burped with a bloody odor.
The second before he was swallowed, Zong Qi saw a twisted expression of shock on the bloody corpse's bloody face.
If it chooses to run in the direction of Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong, who is only rated as D-level, may not be able to defeat this century-old ghost who was cultivated using the formation.
Just like the female ghost in red who coveted Zongqi's body in the short story about the haunted house in the apartment, only to be counterattacked and forced to sign an employee contract after most of her power was weakened by a spell. She thought she had picked a soft persimmon, but in fact All are food delivery.
Even when he died, the blood corpse couldn't figure out why he fell in love with this human being who seemed to be the easiest to bully.
On the contrary, it was Zong Qi who unexpectedly received a message.
[Your employee "The Female Ghost in Red" has changed]
He opened the employee panel and found that Xiaohong's grade had changed from D to C. Even the face that was cracked before has a tendency to close up, and the effect is comparable to plastic surgery and a head change.
"Great!"
Zong Qi cheered, "Removing harm for the people is indeed rewarding! The ancients never deceived me!"
Who makes this bloody corpse so stubborn that he insists on running into him?
It feels really good to have humans and ghosts working together to kill the mastermind behind the scenes, Modo Modo!
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The two living people were crushed into pulp by the coffin. Those who faced this scene in peacetime would have nightmares at least, and it would also leave a psychological shadow.
After all, senior actors have experienced big scenes in movie making and can still keep their expressions straight. Several new actors were not so lucky. Long Aotian groaned and retched while holding on to the wall. Master Wang's face was even more bloodless and his performance was very reluctant.
The heavy rain continued for three days.
Although nothing supernatural happened, every actor has been haunted by the same nightmare these days. Among them, Anna and Master Wang dreamed the most frequently, and they became more and more exhausted day by day. Zong Qi also asked Xiaohong about this. It is said that one of the two people was born in Yin year, month and hour, and the other had a light horoscope and was most easily disturbed by Yin energy.
Because it was a direct mental intrusion, Zong Qi didn't know what to do. Instead, his actor's scream value steadily increased. At least the number of surviving actors remained the same, which was a blessing in disguise.
The rain is still falling, and the valley is still sweltering. The rain has not dispelled any heat, but the poisonous insects are increasing day by day. The goddess brought them some insect repellent powder, saying it was made from crushed tobacco produced in the village, and they could just sprinkle it on their bodies.
"The ancient tribes in our village used to be the best at using poisonous insects. Although the method of raising poisonous insects has been lost now, the method of expelling poisonous insects has remained, which is very effective against poisonous insects."
But this kind of weather is somewhat abnormal,
The goddess explained that most of the village had not rained before. About seven days ago, the current village chief, the leader they met when they entered the village a few days ago, asked her to take the girls in the village to dance and pray at the well.
"Goddesses can communicate with heaven and earth and ask for blessings from ghosts and gods. This is a tradition that our village has inherited from a long time ago. Although the goddesses of my generation no longer have much magical power and cannot be compared with the powerful witches hundreds of years ago, they can also pray for rain. It often works sometimes, but I’m happy to be able to do what I can for the village.”
Zong Qi did not comment on these remarks.
If it were in the past, even if he accidentally encountered a ghost while walking at night, he would have caught people talking about materialist philosophy and convinced them that he did not exist.
But now, he was bound to the system, traveled through time, and became a serious director, and he never thought about it.
After Zong Qi sent the photo of the hanging coffin to Qi Ningzhou three days ago, the other party hurriedly replied that he needed to look up some information before he could give an accurate answer.
The Heavenly Master disappeared for three whole days without any news.
Zongqi had no choice but to go online to check information about this Miao village.
Surprisingly, he found nothing. Turning on the location settings and accurately positioning on each app showed that the original place was a wilderness. Although the surrounding ponds, rivers and valleys were all in good shape, there was no trace of a village.
Reminiscent of Huang Village's peculiar customs and strange rune marks, Zong Qi even wondered whether this village was just a set created for movie shooting and did not exist in reality at all.
As a last resort, Zong Qi gave up this approach and chose to continue waiting for the Tianshi's off-site assistance, while continuing to inquire about information and clues from the goddess.
The more I inquired, the more frightened I became.
This small village is really backward. In order to maintain the purity of their goddess bloodline, every goddess must marry within the clan, and there is even a tradition of incest marriage.
As an outsider, it was difficult for Zong Qi to tell him anything, especially when the ten-year-old goddess said that she was engaged to her cousin and would marry him at the age of fourteen. He can only try to convey some correct values to these children by telling stories.
"Let me continue to tell you about the world outside the mountain."
"good."
The goddess' eyes suddenly lit up
Perhaps because of listening to the village history story today, Zong Qi slept very deeply when he went to bed today. When he woke up, he found himself standing outside the door of the house.
"Is it a dream?"
He subconsciously reached for his phone in his pocket and found that it was empty. On the contrary, the horror movie system was still running smoothly.
"As Huang Mao and the others said, I'm afraid I've entered that mysterious nightmare."
Every morning these days, the actors would share their dreams from the previous day. Zong Qi had been listening in for so long, so it was no stranger to them.
The black-haired young man thought about it, looked at the deep road in front of him, and decided to go take a look without much thought.
He walked forward along this road, and at the end was a flickering firelight. Other than that, the land was completely dark, and he couldn't see his fingers.
Not long after, Zong Qi reached the end of the road.
The surrounding forest was deathly silent, and the shadows of the overlapping trees were reflected on the ground with their claws and teeth.
The mourning hall surrounded by white cloth was silent. Nine coffins were neatly placed inside, arranged in the same manner as the nine-dragon locked coffins that Zongqi saw on the cliff that day. The charms and chains on them were still hanging well.
Zong Qi walked up curiously and touched it directly without being afraid.
Then he found that when he touched it, not only did the plot exploration level increase by 2%, but there were also dense rubbing sounds coming from the eight coffins around him. The coffin in the middle made a loud noise and began to seep from the gap in the coffin lid. Thick, fishy, dark brown blood came out, and if you looked closely, you could see green smoke rising from the coffin.
There was indeed something wrong with this nightmare. According to what Qi Ningzhou said before, it was probably the bloody corpse in the coffin that pulled him into the dream.
Zong Qi touched his chin and understood the source of the actors' nightmares these days.
"Xiao Hong? Xiao Hong?"
The first time I saw such a strange and strange scene, anyone else would have screamed. The black-haired young man didn't change his expression. Instead, he called his employees on the spot.
It didn't matter if the bloody corpse didn't hit his head. Now that it hit him, a director like Zong Qi, a good director of the people, would of course want to eliminate harm for the people!
Soon, a bright red dress appeared in the air, which was comparable to the blood flowing from the coffin.
A female ghost with disheveled hair appeared above him out of thin air.
In an instant, as if there was a reaction, the contents of the coffin in the center fell silent for a moment, and began to pick at the coffin wall with even more crazy and violent sounds, mixed with unpleasant grunts and roars.
Little Red rolled her eyes and suddenly stared straight at the coffin in the center.
I don’t know how to describe it, but in short, it seems to smell an inexplicable fragrance from inside.
It was even more fragrant than the roast chicken cooked by Zong Qi, so fragrant that it started to gulp down its saliva.
"Ho ho ho ho ho"
Before Zong Qi could say anything, Xiaohong's black hair began to surge in the air, mixing with the blood flowing around the coffin.
The sticky blood soaked the female ghost's hair, but in the next second it absorbed all the blood like a pipe.
Visible to the naked eye, Xiaohong's long, dry and split hair suddenly became darker and more shiny. It was as if she had gone to a beauty salon to get a hair replenishing mask. The results were very fast.
No, no, no, no? Does ghost have such a wide range of recipes?
Zong Qi was so excited when he saw Xiao Hong that his eyes turned black. More and more black hair stretched out from the air and reached under the coffin. There were even some greedy hair trying to stick into the coffin wall along with the blood flowing out. .
Perhaps sensing that the momentum was wrong, the blood flowing in the coffin immediately stopped, and the bloody corpse began to pretend to be dead.
It has been coveting Zongqi for a long time. The moment he stepped into the village, his body was filled with fragrant scent. In the eyes of the ghost, he almost made his mouth water when he smelled it.
But unlike Anna, who was born with a yin physique, and Master Wang, who was born with a yin physique in the team, Zong Qi's yang energy was too strong. The other two people only needed a little Yin energy to be dragged into the nightmare, but as soon as the Yin energy came close to Zong Qi's body, it would automatically dissolve within a few minutes.
Originally, the bloody corpse in the coffin could fight steadily, but it really couldn't resist the temptation - if it could swallow this black-haired human, its strength would definitely skyrocket to the point where it could ignore the spell formation.
Maybe he can fight with that woman.
However, when Xiao Hong appeared, Xue Zhi realized that something seemed wrong.
Where did this evil spirit come from? Are there other ghosts in the village besides it and the woman?
Seeing that the coffin was no longer bleeding, the female ghost in red immediately made a dissatisfied sound.
At that moment, the dense black hair surrounded the whole coffin like a blanket, and they threw the coffin around, trying to find a place to pry it open. As soon as Zong Qi saw it, he knew that Xiaohong had fallen into a temporarily crazy buff.
"Creak, creak, creak -"
The bloody corpse in the coffin is full of panic, and it can feel the red-clothed ghost continuously absorbing its power.
This is really frustrating for the ghost.
Although he has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, the reason why the bloody corpse did not come out to eat people on his own is because it was blocked by spells and chains.
I thought everything was safe, so I didn't leave any escape route for myself. Now it has no extra Yin energy to send these two people out, so it can only pretend to be dead.
At this moment, the ghost in the coffin was very grateful that there was a spell cast by the elders a hundred years ago on the outside.
Without the charm, it would be like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Zong Qi watched for a while and said considerately: "Xiaohong, let me do it."
Xiaohong couldn't get rid of the talisman on the coffin, and the black hair turned into resentment turned into fly ash the moment it came into contact with the talisman.
However, what Xiaohong couldn’t do, Zong Qi could do it!
In horror movies, ghosts often trick humans into uncovering talismans, because ghosts can't do it themselves, but people can.
The female ghost in red regained her consciousness a little, stepped back a little, and saw the black-haired young man squatting in front of the coffin to study it, then stretched out her hand to pull it, and said while pulling it back: "Sorry, please open the door."
Listening to the sound of getting it done in a few clicks outside, the bloody corpse in the coffin said: ""
Dama! ! !
As soon as the chain hit the ground, the black hair couldn't wait to squeeze in.
At the same time, the humanoid object filled with coagulated blood roared loudly, and with a feint, the blood spread to the floor of the mourning hall, creaking and corroding countless holes. He opened the heavy coffin lid, turned around and rushed towards Zongqi.
If you can eat this black-haired human being, if you can eat it, you may not have a chance to make a comeback——
"Aaaahhhhh!!"
The moment this mass of blood was about to come into contact with the black-haired young man. Soon after, everything happened in the blink of an eye. It was suddenly enveloped by an invisible force. Half of the majestic ghost energy in its body melted away, and it froze in place. It was successfully blocked and flew from behind. Xiaohong opened her mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Ho ho burp."
The latter swallowed several times, rubbed his belly, and burped with a bloody odor.
The second before he was swallowed, Zong Qi saw a twisted expression of shock on the bloody corpse's bloody face.
If it chooses to run in the direction of Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong, who is only rated as D-level, may not be able to defeat this century-old ghost who was cultivated using the formation.
Just like the female ghost in red who coveted Zongqi's body in the short story about the haunted house in the apartment, only to be counterattacked and forced to sign an employee contract after most of her power was weakened by a spell. She thought she had picked a soft persimmon, but in fact All are food delivery.
Even when he died, the blood corpse couldn't figure out why he fell in love with this human being who seemed to be the easiest to bully.
On the contrary, it was Zong Qi who unexpectedly received a message.
[Your employee "The Female Ghost in Red" has changed]
He opened the employee panel and found that Xiaohong's grade had changed from D to C. Even the face that was cracked before has a tendency to close up, and the effect is comparable to plastic surgery and a head change.
"Great!"
Zong Qi cheered, "Removing harm for the people is indeed rewarding! The ancients never deceived me!"
Who makes this bloody corpse so stubborn that he insists on running into him?
It feels really good to have humans and ghosts working together to kill the mastermind behind the scenes, Modo Modo!
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