The real daughter, she became famous all over the world by fortune telling

Pei Anzhu smiled at Feng Xiaozhi and said nothing.

Her eyes glanced around the lounge, and finally landed on a suitcase on the table in the back, and she walked slowly over.

Before anyone could react, Pei Anzhu opened the box.

"What are you doing!" Feng Xiaozhi was shocked and angry. He hurried to the table, slammed the box shut again, and his tone became anxious, "When you were in school, your teacher never taught you not to touch others without permission. Something?"

Sister Juan's face was also a little ugly, and she asked Sister Song directly:
"Sister Song, although we are friends, you can't bring someone who is so ignorant of etiquette to see Xiaozhi, right? The box is full of Xiaozhi's stage play equipment. What if it gets damaged? What can happen to us later? There are still many more games!”

Sister Song naturally believed in Pei Anzhu, but Sister Juan also had to give her face, so she explained:

"Sister Juan, there is a reason why she did this. Trust me, just wait and see."

What the hell is this reason?

Sister Juan was angry from the bottom of her heart. Just as she was about to argue a few words, she heard Pei Anzhu speak:

"Ms. Feng, are you so nervous about this box, are you really just because you are afraid that I will damage the items inside? Or is it because the things inside are not enough for outsiders to understand?"

Sister Juan was stunned: What do you mean?
Feng Xiaozhi's eyes trembled slightly, and his heart trembled, but he quickly turned around calmly, turned his back to everyone, and spoke calmly:
"I don't know what you are talking about. Everyone in our industry knows that clothing must not be damaged."

Although Feng Xiaozhi pretended to be calm, Pei Anzhu still heard a slight tremor from her lowered voice.

Feng Xiaozhi is scared. She is worried that her secret will be discovered.

Pei Anzhu's eyes were slightly cold, and he stopped trying to be pretentious and said directly:

"You are really capable. In order to become famous, you actually made a deal with a ghost. You stepped on Song Ling to rise to the top, and you sacrificed the lives and health of so many viewers, just for your ambition to become famous. You Do you really not feel guilty when you wake up from a dream in the middle of the night?”

There was a bang, but it was Feng Xiaozhi who lost his temper and broke the cup on the table.

She turned her back to everyone, her figure was trembling slightly, and she looked like someone had revealed her secret and told her true feelings, which shocked the others.

Especially Sister Juan, she still doesn't understand what happened.

Sister Song and Xiaoman had personally seen Pei Anzhu lift Zhu Yanzhou's curse, and Ding Xiaoman had also experienced the strangeness of losing control of his body and mind.

Sister Juan was the only outsider at the scene, but she was not stupid. From Pei Anzhu's words and Feng Xiaozhi's performance, she guessed that there was something wrong with the box.

Her voice was tight and trembling as she asked:

"What ghost clothes? What kind of sacrifice? What does this have to do with Song Ling?"

Seeing that Feng Xiaozhi was not going to confess, Pei Anzhu took the initiative and said:

"Since Miss Feng doesn't want to say it, let me explain it to her. The costume in her box is a ghost costume."

"Ghost clothes are not so easy to form. It does not mean that the clothes a person wears when they die are called ghost clothes, but it requires a long process, at least hundreds of years."

"People die full of resentment. After death, the resentment persists and turns into ghosts. The ghost energy erodes the clothes worn at the time of death over the years. As time goes by, the ghost energy and the clothes gradually merge into one." "Soon after, the owner of the clothes In the long period of time, without energy replenishment, the ghost body cannot be maintained, gradually fades away, and is about to disappear between heaven and earth."

"In the end, the ghost body used its last breath to parasitize itself in clothes soaked in resentment and ghost energy - using the clothes as the skeleton, the ghost air and resentment as flesh and blood, and the ghost body's last ray of consciousness as the soul to form a Something completely new like 'people'."

"It is both a ghost and a garment. It has intelligence and thinking, but it can also be worn by people. This is the so-called ghost garment."

What Pei Anzhu said was so shocking that even Sister Song and Xiao Man, who had seen it before, were stunned with fear, let alone Sister Juan and Ding Xiaoman.

Sister Juan looked horrified, her eyes subconsciously fell on the suitcase, then quickly moved away, and finally asked in a tone of voice seeking confirmation:

"Xiao Zhi, is this true?"

Feng Xiaozhi still didn't speak. She seemed to have made up her mind, feeling that as long as she didn't admit it, the other party would have no evidence.

Pei Anzhu looked at her all-or-nothing attitude and continued to speak:
"Each ghost dies in a different way. In the end, it will develop its own unique abilities due to its state of death."

"For example, if a drowned person turns into a water ghost, he will have the ability to control water. Once he falls into the territory of the water ghost, even the most skilled water master will not be able to save himself. Another example is the hanged ghost who hanged himself. The rope and tongue It will become a weapon for them to attack others..."

"The ghost clothes will also evolve their own unique abilities based on the characteristics of their previous owners. The one in Miss Feng's hand can emit a unique pink mist, creating a superficial illusion."

"All people who are sucked into the illusion will have their vitality lost involuntarily and be sucked away by this ghost clothes."

"Of course, it doesn't have the ability to suck people dry at once, but people whose life force is sucked away will have their luck, life span, and health reduced, and they will become very unlucky. They might die from a small accident. ”

"The family and friends of those who died will not doubt that everything is related to a piece of clothing, nor will they think that they died after watching a stage play. They will only think that they were unlucky and unlucky. .”

"The biggest characteristic of this kind of illusion is that 'the more you believe it, the more you become addicted'. After being pulled into the illusion, all the audiences watching the stage play will not have the time to analyze whether it is true or false. , I will only feel that the actor has profound skills and the acting is vivid."

"It is their trust in the actors that prevents them from breaking out of the illusion. They can only stay in the illusion for two full hours, having their life force sucked away by the ghost clothes."

"If my guess is correct, this ghost costume should be more flexible than when Miss Feng first got it, right? This is precisely because the vitality of the audience is providing energy for it."

As soon as these words came out, Sister Juan and Sister Song took a few steps back subconsciously, fearing that their life force would be sucked away unknowingly and they would become cannon fodder for accidental death.

From the moment Pei Anzhu broke the ghost clothes, Feng Xiaozhi had been silent until this moment.

She knew that this young girl who came to her in the name of a fan was not a layman with a little knowledge. The fact that she could explain the origin and purpose of the ghost clothes so clearly showed that she was a master.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaozhi finally turned around and faced everyone:

"You are right, this dress is alive, but I have never used it to harm anyone. So far, no one in the audience who has watched my performances has died accidentally."

"I just want to be famous and want everyone to see me and see my hard work over the years. What's wrong with me?"

"I just let them spend two hours watching a play. After they get out of that illusion, they will just be unlucky for a while after they go back. It's not as scary as you said!"

"Don't be alarmist here!"