Wu Ling didn't reply to me immediately.

There have been too many things these two days, and I went to bed at around nine o'clock.

Go to sleep normally and your consciousness falls into darkness.

When I woke up, I found that it was dawn and the time of my phone was displayed at six o'clock.

No dreaming, no abnormal one night.

Wu Ling replied to me in the early morning, saying that they had returned to China. They wanted to see me about the wound on my fingers.

I made an appointment with her to meet her when she got off work today.

After yawning, I looked at the time, and I felt sleepy again.

The alarm clock set to wake up didn't ring, so I closed my eyes and wanted to take another nap.

The moment my eyes closed, I felt something was wrong with my body.

I opened my eyes and saw a strange room.

Here is a venue with some beds on the wooden floor, and stacked boxes and photography tools in the corner.

After a short period of surprise, I saw clearly the subject of my review.

Director Otsuka.

I held my forehead.

It's really a ghost.

Anyway, I have to enter the dream and see clearly what killed them.

I looked around and still couldn't see Ye Qing.

Someone entered the venue.

It is the male star Furukawa Kazuma.

Furukawa called out Director Otsuka.

The director was originally looking at his phone and sending messages to a big man he knew, wanting to solve these problems caused by the crew. I can only see these from his consciousness and communication records.

The director himself was a little absent-minded.

He was a little scared.

The bathroom was not locked, and all the women who took a bath there were suffocating to death, and none of them escaped. This was really incredible.

It was like the death of Mrs. Shimada and Daki Shimada, like everyone who died in that hotel.

The director looked at Furukawa.

Furukawa knelt down next to the director, with a gloomy expression, "When will we get out of here? This place is so uncomfortable."

The director set off his phone, "The police haven't let us go yet. The company is still clearing the relationship. I just got scolded. This matter..."

The director was also in a irritable and depressed mood.

The producers were very dissatisfied with the things that happened to the crew, and even more dissatisfied with the fact that things were one after another, and more and more people died. This was unsettling.

This drama has become the second best.

If something happens to the crew again, the producers may be greatly damaged. Scandals and financial compensation alone will put them in a quagmire.

Director Otsuka is worried about his safety and his future work.

The two discussed for a while and learned about the relationship they could find.

"I'll ask Miss Sakai and Ms. Yoshinaga to think of a solution. That Mr. Nantian might have some solutions. He is a foreigner and may be able to rely on their government and the power of the company there..." Furukawa said.

Director Otsuka nodded.

Furukawa went out first.

The only person left in the huge room was Director Otsuka.

The independent space that used to make people relaxed has now become too empty.

Other staff members are still being questioned by the police one by one, and some are unwilling to enter the enclosed indoor space again and are willing to stay outdoors and at the door of the police station.

Director Otsuka sat up and had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

I saw his consciousness and remembered something.

Mrs. Shimada surrendered herself once and was detained in the police station.

"Police Department!" Director Otsuka called out and searched on his phone.

He didn't find any basis on the Internet, so he could only call and ask people he knew, and all he got were vague answers.

Director Otsuka thought about it and recalled the appearance of the local police station.

There is a local mascot at the entrance of the police station, a mascot sculpture with the appearance of Ksitigarbha.

Director Otsuka slapped his forehead and stood up directly.

He stepped on the quilt with his feet and fell down as he stepped.

I felt the sudden yin energy and turned to look.

There was a person standing at the entrance of the venue, who was the one I once possessed, and the third dead man, who was captured by female ghosts and entered the Takahashi underground in the house.

Takahashi Dee stared at the director expressionlessly.

The director got up from the ground and looked up, facing Takahashi's eyes. His body froze.

Takahashi walked in through the door, and his body was covered with dust.

The director widened his eyes, "Takahashi... Yes, it's Takahashi? You...have you escaped? Ah, that's great..." He said dry words, so nervous that his body trembled.

The police have not found Takahashi's body. His body should still be stuck under the house.

In any case, Takahashi is a dead person.

I know the truth, and the director can guess this answer.

The director took a step back, "You are a little dirty. Go take a shower and change your clothes."

His eyes were circling, and he could barely think in fear.

The venue is very large and has two doors. One is where Takahashi is standing now, and the other is behind the director.

The director stepped back step by step.

Tick ​​tick tick…

Hearing the sound of water, the director slowly turned his head.

The back door was opened.

Ono, who died in the washbasin, stood there, his hair and face dripping. He had no expression and his eyes were dead. Compared to Takahashi, his face was paler and wrinkled, and he looked like he had soaked bread.

The director trembled even harder.

Two ghosts walked towards the director one in front and one behind.

"It's not me... it's not me who killed you! It's not me! Don't come to me! Don't come here!" The director suddenly burst out with a roar and rushed to the door.

The two ghosts were very slow to move, and they watched the director bypass Takahashi and snatch the door and flew over.

The door opened, and Furukawa stood outside the door, and there were Miss Sakai and Ms. Yoshinaga beside Furukawa.

The director felt like he had a life of disaster and stretched out his hand to the three of them, "There is a ghost! There is a room."

His voice came to an abrupt end.

The three of them looked at the director expressionlessly.

Behind the three of them was the woman I had possessed, the woman who was forced into a hot spring pool and drowned by a cat.

The water on the woman's body spread on the ground, wetting the feet of the three people.

The director's hand reached out to touch the cold skin, so cold that he couldn't help but shrink.

But it's too late.

The three of them stretched out their hands and grabbed the director's arms.

The director realized something.

I was even more surprised than the director.

I didn't see any evil spirit in these three people. They could also touch the director.

Are they humans or ghosts? Or zombies?

I was thinking, the director was already screaming and struggling.

It seemed that this living person was left in the whole house. His screams did not attract anyone's attention.

Takahashi and Ono grabbed the director's shoulder from behind.

"Director, I haven't finished filming this drama yet." Furukawa showed a twisted smile.

"Let's complete this work together." Miss Sakai's sweet smile disappeared, and her smile became very strange.

Ms. Yoshiyong urged, "Let's go. It's all you need. Let's go..."

They pulled the director forward.

I saw the director's soul being pulled out by them. His body fell down and hit the ground.

The director's shouting and struggle stopped at this moment. The muscles on his face relaxed, followed the steps of other ghosts, walked out of the venue and headed towards the mountain.
Chapter completed!