The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Seeing that Lin Niansi was still looking at Wei Yan, Zheng Quzhi frowned, and sat forward to block Lin Niansi's gaze, with a vigilant expression on his face, so he almost said something to your mom!

The sight of Zheng Quzhi was suddenly blocked, and Zheng Quzhi raised his sight, just in time to see Wen Yi's back.

"Senior Lin, I was just joking with the staff! I just made my debut, how can I be a big deal?" Wen Yi wiped the sweat from his face with a wet towel, and squeezed a flattering smile towards Lin Niansi. Tao.

"Oh." Lin Niansi retracted his gaze, a disgust crossed his eyes. He sees a lot of newcomers like this, but he just gets a little bit self-righteous, and he looks annoying.

Lin Niansi's coldness caused embarrassment on Wen Yi's face. Before she could say anything, someone on the other side suddenly called her name.

"Wen Yi." Zheng Quzhi said hello with a smile. After all, it was someone who had been together for two days, and besides being so beautiful, Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but hook up.

Lin Niansi suddenly turned his head and looked at Zheng Quzhi's side.

Compared to Zheng Quzhi's full smile, Wen Yi looked a little cold, even frowned, but fortunately he didn't pretend not to know him: "It's you! Long time no see."

She had known that Zheng Quzhi would also be acting, so she was not too surprised.

But with this reaction, Zheng Quzhi is already very satisfied. You know, since he passed away, his former "friends" can pretend not to know him, so Wen Yi is already pretty good.

"Know?" Lin Niansi asked Zheng Quzhi after Wen Yi left.

Zheng Quzhi Liangliang glanced at Lin Niansi, after all he could not hold back, and whispered back: "It's up to you."

I really don't know if Lin Niansi is idle and doing nothing, so why does he always talk to him? ?

"Everyone is here?"

Fan Jin's voice suddenly sounded, and Lin Niansi chuckled and stopped talking.

After counting the number of people, Fan Jin's face was slightly cold: "People who haven't come will cut a quarter of the scenes, and there is no collective consciousness at all."

Wen Yi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Fortunately, she came up, otherwise it would be fatal to cut a quarter of the scene!

"We are here in Yanglin Town this time, and we will give you one day to adapt. The next day we will take a set of makeup photos. After taking the main character's makeup photos within two days, we will officially start the machine on the fourth day." Fan Jin concisely put his own words. After speaking, after glanced at the people in the bus, his eyes were slightly cold.

"With me, there are no first-line and second-line stars or idols, only actors. I hope everyone will take it seriously, otherwise, if the scenes are cut, don't come to me crying!" After leaving a sentence, he told the driver: "Drive ."

On the following road, some staff introduced them to the accommodation in Yanglin Town and the things that should be paid attention to in peacetime.

Finally, Fan Jin added: "There have been several homicides in Yanglin Town recently. I hope you don’t wander around, let alone cause trouble, otherwise you will be killed and the crew will not be held responsible!"

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi glanced at Wei Yan and said in a low voice: "Fu Yun, my personal safety depends on you."

After listening to Yang Huai'an about the incident, he went back and searched for the case of the serial killer in Yanglin Town.

There have been six cases of corpse fragmentation in Yanglin Town so far, and the head of each corpse has disappeared. It is said that the fractures are still uneven, as if they were broken by something.

"Yeah." Wei Yan nodded, with a silly smile on his expressionless face. This is the wonder of Qi Nue's disguise, which can turn a familiar person into a complete stranger.

Looking at this face belonging to Fu Yun, Zheng Quzhi couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to squeeze it, and sighed, "What should I do, I just want to squeeze your face."

There was a smile across Wei Yan's clear eyes. Of course he knew that Zheng Quzhi wanted to pinch this face. Otherwise, what did he ask Qi Xu to transform him into this look?

"Squeeze if you want." He raised his lips and smiled, seemingly quite generous.

Zheng Quzhi's heart was immediately exasperated. With this change of face, Wei Yan seemed to get along better...

"Nian Si." Seeing that his artist has been staring in one direction, Yan Yan rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and gave a warning.

Lin Niansi retracted his gaze, bent his lips and turned his head to look out of the window, and laughed lowly: "Yan Yan, I want to smoke."

"Shut up." Yan Yan's eyelids twitched and said in a low voice: "Your external image is a three-good youth who doesn't smoke. Don't let me collapse!"

"Tsk." Lin Niansi pressed his tongue against his cheek, and said nothing.

***

Not knowing when he fell asleep, Zheng Quzhi somehow got involved in another dream. Looking at the strange environment around, Zheng Quzhi shuddered.

This is the third time I have dreamed.

The first time was in Chao Yecun, he dreamed of a woman, and later learned that it was Yaona. The second time was in the villa of the haunted house, he dreamed of the planner and partner of the haunted house.

So, who will he meet here again?

This is a very ordinary-looking house, and it looks very homely. It can be seen that the hostess is a very careful person and keeps the house in order.

But there was no trace of the child in the house. Zheng Quzhi looked around, wondering when he would wake up from this dream.

Da da da--

With the sound of footsteps, Zheng Quzhi Hanmao stood up instantly, subconsciously trying to find a place to hide, but the house was so neatly organized that Zheng Quzhi didn't even have a place to hide.

Finally, I saw a woman with short hair coming in from the hallway. Zheng Quzhi held his breath, nervously not knowing what to say or do.

But the woman didn't seem to be able to see him, and she passed by him with her head down, with a basket in her hand.

Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was sweating all over. Sitting on the ground leaning against the corner like prostration, Zheng Quzhi lazily raised his eyes to look at the woman.

The short-haired woman took the vegetable basket into the kitchen and took out the vegetables one by one. Zheng Quzhi moved his gaze upward, and his gaze fell on her face.

This woman is very ordinary, with slightly yellow skin, many freckles on her cheeks, her face is a little gloomy, she looks dull, and a little gloomy.

Zheng Quzhi faintly saw that this woman had wisps of black air. Realizing this, Zheng Quzhi rubbed his eyes, his heart beating fast.

It was 4:30 in the afternoon. Zheng Quzhi was bored and watched the woman busy washing and cooking, washing and cooking rice.

Finally, the door was kicked open with a bang.

A strong scent of alcohol came, Zheng Quzhi covered his nose and looked in the direction of the door with full eyes.

"Dead woman! Get out of me!" A rough voice came in from outside.

The short-haired woman trembled all over, soon calmed down, and walked out the door with her head down. Zheng Quzhi felt a little uneasy, but felt that something bad would happen later. After thinking about it, he still followed the woman and walked out.