I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 22 [This is it]

There really aren't that many ghosts in this world.

If there were more ghosts like Chu Renmei, who ignored the rules of physics, ran around, and killed people randomly, wouldn't the world be in chaos?

Messed up...

"Ok?"

Lu Zhengyi suddenly thought of a very classic horror movie.

A film that seems to have no ghosts throughout the whole process, but makes people feel that everyone may be a ghost at all times.

If I can make that movie, maybe this Tang Dynasty horror movie can really revive me.

"Director Lu?"

Next to him, Chang Zhengwei was full of doubts, "Director Lu!"

"Hey."

Lu Zhengyi came to his senses and looked at him, "She's right here."

"Okay, no rush, let's go and have a look first."

He strode forward and entered the house.

During this process, Lu Zhengyi didn't feel anything at all.

He couldn't see the fake Chu Renmei in his eyes, and he didn't react at all when he bumped into it.

That would be embarrassing.

Could it be that he took this Chang Zhengwei to film a movie, and ended up making people mentally ill?
It shouldn't be, this person was selected with great difficulty by myself, the heart of interpretation, personal courage, pursuit of the future... Needless to say these aspects.

How can it be crazy?

Taking slippers from the shoe cabinet and putting them on, Lu Zhengyi walked inside.

But along the way, he didn't see any ghosts.

What is the beauty of Chu Ren that only Chang Zhengwei himself can see?

"Old Chang, the matter now is a bit complicated."

Lu Zhengyi made a brief inspection and finally sat down on the sofa in the living room.

He looked at Chang Zhengwei, who sat down nervously on the opposite sofa and nodded towards the air from time to time, and said with seriousness, "I also watched it just now. I really didn't notice the ghost you said, so the current situation is very subtle."

"Either, it's because I can't see the ghosts in this house; or, there's something wrong with your spirit."

"I believe in my ability, so I am more inclined to the latter."

Having said that, Chang Zhengwei froze.

Next to him, Xu Feng, who was planning to watch a ghost-catching drama, also restrained his expression and stood aside without making a sound.

Soon, Chang Zhengwei spoke, his face a little ugly, "No, it's impossible."

"I'm fine mentally."

"Here she is, right next to me."

Compared to believing that there is no ghost in this place, it is because of my own mental problems.

He is more willing to accept that there are ghosts here.

"I was sober, I hadn't had any stimulation during this time, and I hadn't been hit hard on the head."

Although Chang Zhengwei's face was ugly, he spoke clearly, "Although, because he has been playing supporting roles in the past, people in their thirties have not achieved much, and occasionally feel disappointed and unwilling."

"But now I have played the leading role. After I go home, every day is very happy and beaming."

"Although my family is not particularly rich, my parents have a house, and there is an elder brother who treats me very well. In terms of life pressure, I am actually not that big."

After a pause, he explained his physical condition again, "I just had a physical examination a year ago, and all the indicators are okay."

"I don't have a job recently, and I have plenty of time. I go for a run occasionally, and I get enough sleep..."

Chang Zhengwei broke his fingers and counted his situation for Lu Zhengyi.

Generally speaking, he is the youngest son, and the elders in the family prefer and take care of him, and he does not exert any pressure on life and work.

It is also because of this that he was able to persevere for so long on the road of actor, even in obscurity.

Lu Zhengyi listened silently. After such an analysis, it seemed that there were indeed no factors that could cause his mental problems.

"She's here."

In order to prove that he was mentally healthy, Chang Zhengwei even stood up and gestured in the air, "This is her head, this is her hair, this is her face, her chin..."

"I can't touch her, I've passed through it, it doesn't feel real, it's like a shadow."

"She seemed to be looking at me all the time, but her eyes were blocked by her hair."

His courage was getting bigger and bigger, and he even dared to touch it.

What Chang Zhengwei said was very good.

Lu Zhengyi was also a little confused, stood up and came to him, "Is it here?"

He pointed to the air.

"Correct."

Chang Zhengwei nodded, "Here it is, she turned her head to you now, wait, she stretched out her hand..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhengyi swung his thick arm violently, and punched the air with a punch.

There was a loud "buzz -" sound.

But it was difficult to distinguish the sound of sleeves being blown by the wind, or the sound of fists piercing the air.

He is not a Taoist priest, monk, witch...

Lu Zhengyi doesn't know anything, and he doesn't know what Chang Zhengwei is provoking now.

If you are indecisive, rely on your physical strength and give it a punch.

"Have you hit it yet?"

Lu Zhengwei looked into Chang Zhengwei's eyes.

It seems that he intends to see something from the reflection of his eyeballs.

"No, no."

Chang Zhengwei looked at Lu Zhengyi's big arms and expressionless face, and didn't describe it for a while.

Lu Zhengyi withdrew his fist and stared at the air in front of him. After a while, he shifted his gaze to Chu Renmei who was standing next to Xu Feng.

"No, none of my business."

Chu Renmei was startled, and backed away again and again until she shrank into a corner, "I don't know anything."

She is a ghost though.

But he didn't dare to escape through the wall, so he stood in the corner, trembling.

Fortunately, Chang Zhengwei spoke again, "Director Lu, could it be that I ate something unclean?"

"Like in the movie, I drank some unclean water."

"The resentment is in my body, which creates an illusion for me, so only I can see it."

Lu Zhengyi asked: "Then have you been drinking or eating anything strange these two days?"

"I'm sorry, I said some nonsense, I'm quite hygienic." Chang Zhengwei replied awkwardly, "After the age of 30, I don't even eat much from roadside stalls."

So what to do now?

Lu Zhengwei looked at Chang Zhengwei who was conscious and seemed to have a beginning and end in his speech.

Reluctantly, he turned his eyes to the room again, and started to search for it.

Xu Feng and Chang Zhengwei quickly followed.

In the corner, Chu Renmei hesitated for a while, then followed.

Several people walked in the room, from the living room to the master bedroom, then to the second bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, dining room...

No trace of ghosts was found at all.

But soon, Lu Zhengyi's footsteps stopped, and he pointed to the shrine in the corner of the living room, "This is, Lord of the Land."

Where the finger pointed, was a benevolent old man.

As he spoke, he even stretched out his hand without the slightest bit of taboo, and touched it lightly with his finger.

"This is a Bodhisattva."

There was no response, he pointed to the other side, a porcelain statue in a small glass cabinet, and touched it again.

"Then this is... Phaseless Buddha?"

Lu Zhengyi's fingers continued to move sideways.

In front of him was a stone object that looked like a Buddha.

But this Buddha's face has no facial features.

And when Lu Zhengyi's finger touched the Buddha statue, his expressionless face finally changed, "This is it."

His tone was sure.

"No, it's gone."

Chang Zhengwei said suddenly, looking at the air next to him, "The shadow that looks like Teacher Chu Renmei is gone."

(End of this chapter)