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Chapter 146 Handprint on the neck
In the end, Wanwan still didn't blurt out this past, not to mention whether her brother would believe it or not, Si Ming also told her face to face, so that she must not tell her brother about the matter of the heaven so early, after all, she was going to cross the catastrophe. If his identity is leaked now, my brother will rely on his own aptitude and start to mess up later... Wouldn't this calamity be a lonely one?

If the catastrophe fails this time, the next catastrophe will be even more serious.

What if it was because of falling during the catastrophe...

Wanwan couldn't even think about the consequences.

However, according to what the villagers said, Jiuwei sealed the Zhulong corpse in the Dragon Burial Mountain, and used the Dragon Scale Sword to suppress the evil and suppress the Yin Qi in Zhulong. So Yunguo Village should not be surrounded by Yin Qi at night. ah……

When this happens, the only possibility is...the seal is loose.

Nine Tails in Tianhuochi is a genius forging tool of the Nine Tails Clan, named Bai Qingyi.

One-third of the eighteen famous divine weapons in the heaven came from him.

The Dragon Scale Sword is also made of Qinglong scales. Qinglong is the god of the East. It belongs to wood and is full of rising sun energy.

If the Dragonscale Sword is stolen...

With a serious face, Wan Wan hugged Xia Zhihuai's leg, thinking about whether to tell Si Ming about it.

It is also appropriate to let Nine-Tail Brother come down to see the situation of the seal.

The candle keel has lost the suppression of the dragon scale sword, and the yin and evil energy from the Styx River it carries will continue to affect the surrounding creatures. If it affects ordinary ghosts... the situation will definitely be out of control.

……

Seeing that Wanwan was listless, Xia Zhihuai knelt down and hugged her, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Wanwan shook her head and remained silent.

Xia Zhihuai touched her small head: "If you feel uncomfortable, you have to say it, if you are unhappy, you have to say it, otherwise how would I guess?"

Wanwan stared at his face quietly with her dark round eyes open, but still didn't speak.

Xia Zhihuai sighed: "Tell me when you want to."

Wanwan nodded immediately, reached out and grabbed her sleeve, reaching out to hug her.

Xia Zhihuai teased with a smile, and nodded her forehead: "Clingy."

"I'll take you to the director and ask if you can help the Yun family find relatives in the show."

"it is good."

Wanwan's attention was instantly diverted, and her mental state immediately improved.

……

The photographer followed Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan, watched them go to the house rented by the director's team, and immediately asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I still can't see it, find the director."

Xia Zhihuai hugged Wanwan very easily, and strode towards the little house with great strides.

Using the haunted house as a guest house, of course, can't just forget it.

If you don't believe it, ask the director and the others to stay there tonight, and then ask Wanwan to stuff the ghost back.

Guaranteed to take them from heaven to hell in one night!

……

Sitting in the small room, Hu Beijun looked at the picture in the recording equipment, and suddenly tensed up, nervously and puzzled: "What is he doing? What does he want to do? What do you want me to do? Is there something wrong?"

The assistant director held the thermos bottle soaked with goji berries, yawned lazily, and said, "Of course I have something to do with you, otherwise is there something wrong?"

"Must be because of the power outage last night."

Hu Beijun said angrily: "Does that have anything to do with me? I'm not from the Electric Power Bureau."

Assistant director: "You explain to him, what's the use of explaining to me?"

Hu Beijun: "..." Angry!
Today's assistant director also really wants to make people feel happy and fat on his stomach!

Within a minute, the door of the small room was pushed open.

Hu Beijun, the assistant director, and everyone else in the room all turned to look at the Xia Zhihuai brother and sister who broke into the director's cabin. "Director Hu."

Hu Beijun straightened his back, striving to overwhelm others, and immediately said with an attitude: "Here."

"What?"

"Why did you choose the haunted house as a guest room?"

Hu Beijun: "???" What is this man talking about?

He immediately stretched out his hands to pick his ears, with a look of disbelief and shock.

"Say it again? What did I do?"

Xia Zhihuai held Wanwan even more oppressively, and asked directly: "Haunted house! The house we live in!"

"It's impossible, don't slander our program group. We spent a lot of money to choose a house."

Xia Zhihuai: "So before you spent a lot of money to pick out a house, didn't you do any research?"

"That's what you said you were wronged."

Hu Beijun stood up and said, "That's unreasonable, you are slandering me."

Xia Zhihuai narrowed his eyes, and looked at Hu Beijun coldly: "Then why don't you try staying overnight tonight?"

"We are recording a show..."

"Then who is responsible for what happened?"

"You, Qu Xiunan and Wanwan are doing well, aren't you?"

The expression on Xia Zhihuai's face became more and more cold: "It's a big deal when someone dies?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? It's absolutely impossible for something to happen. Our show will continue for a long time..."

Xia Zhihuai looked at Hu Beijun and was furious: "I'm not telling lies. If you don't believe me, just ask that house in the village if anyone has been burned to death..."

Hu Beijun and the assistant director looked at each other, and they were also a little terrified.

Although Xia Zhihuai is a bit of a secondary school student, and his temper is indeed not very good, but... this person is famous for his straightforward temper, and he probably wouldn't casually talk about the haunted house, since everything he says and does is recorded in front of the camera , If you say it, it is the water that was poured out, and it must not be taken back.

And looking at Xia Zhihuai's serious appearance, it doesn't feel like lying.

Otherwise, how do you even know that people are burned to death?
"I'll ask someone to ask the villagers. If there is such a thing...we will seek compensation from the lessor."

"The problem now is that we can no longer live there." Xia Zhihuai fought for his group's rights, "That house is indeed haunted, the power went out last night..."

"The whole village has stopped," Hu Beijun said immediately.

Xia Zhihuai: "...I know."

"We were nearly strangled by a ghost last night."

As he spoke, Xia Zhihuai stretched out his hands and pulled down the neckline, revealing the black and blue handprints on his neck.

Wanwan's eyes widened in shock, and she looked at the realistic handprints up close with a dazed look on her face.

Did that ghost pinch brother?
Did you pinch it when you fell asleep last night?

How dare it?
Didn't he stay by her side all the time?
Bold!

She wants revenge!

Xia Zhihuai didn't know what was going on in Wanwan's mind, but he secretly felt that he was really clever. In the morning, he wanted to find trouble with the director, so as to make things easier for himself and Wanwan in the future, so he decisively took out the makeup tray and looked at the mirror in the bathroom After working for a long time, I finally drew a scary handprint...

However, it seems that I forgot to tell Wanwan.

He looked down at the angry Wanwan, stretched out his hand and scratched her calf, lowered his head and smiled and winked at her.

Wanwan was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized.

The handprints in front of my eyes are fake!

(End of this chapter)