Quick-wearing green tea, she is so charming

Chapter 1201 The Psychic Medium Doesn’t Work Today (15)
Seeing that the other party was so forthright, Jiang Cha turned off her phone and went to book tickets.

Then start buying some props.

Those things were delivered to the house that day, Jiang Cha checked them, and after making sure they were packed, she talked to Ah Shu, and the two packed their luggage.

The teahouse wasn't open that day, and Jiang Cha didn't stay at home, but strolled on the street.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still very hot, and the doors of other residents were closed tightly.

If it wasn't for the evening, when Jiang Cha came out and saw these doors opened, he would have thought that the whole street was occupied by their family.

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Cha looked around until he reached the fork of other streets.

Unlike Wuhu Street, the street next to it is purely modern in architecture. Although it is hot, there are still people chatting and playing chess at the door.

But mostly old people and children.

Looking at Jiang Cha, who is so young, some people even took a second look in surprise.

She wandered around, bought some fruit and went back.

Sweating all over, Jiang Cha washed the fruit and sat in the yard to enjoy the cool, eating while looking at his phone.

"When will the big boss come back?" Ah Shu took a bite of the apple and looked at the ginger tea.

"Second Master said to find Master." Jiang Cha ate the orange, "I don't know where Master is."

"Yuancheng feels that a lot of things have happened recently." Ah Shu nodded, and then said.

"Oh, did you read it?" Jiang Cha lay on the rocking chair, shaking and shaking, with a lazy tone.

"Well, it doesn't feel normal." A Shu said, "The news was interpreted as a prank."

Ginger tea was no surprise.

She was lying on a rocking chair, and her mobile phone was the promotional video of that movie.

Although the video has only just come out, the filming of the movie is still finished.

Originally, we had to wait a few months for the release, but because of this incident, the official announcement was made ahead of schedule.

He also said that it was a publicity effect.

There was a lot of laughter on Weibo, obviously I believed it.

A group of people thought that the publicity was in place, and only those who participated in the filming knew that this was not acting, it was real.

But for this movie, they spent a lot of money, and they invited the popular Xiaohua Xiaosheng, so it is impossible not to broadcast it.

So, I can only put my hair on it.

At the end of this month, the movie will be released, and many people are looking forward to it.

Ginger tea swiped almost all the posts and videos related to this movie.

The synopsis for this movie is.

The girl went crazy because she witnessed the murder scene, and often had hallucinations.

This is really an anti-routine. Generally, horror movies start with all kinds of gods and ghosts, and finally tell you that it is a dream, an illusion, and it is done by people.

But this movie tells you directly that the heroine is crazy and she will have hallucinations.

But is it that simple?

Jiang Cha looked at the director's name. It's not that there have been bad movies in his hand, but there are still more good movies, but this screenwriter is very unfamiliar.

She searched the screenwriter's name, there are very few fans, and she has registered on Weibo for a long time, and she would say hello every Chinese New Year, but the expression behind it is different.

Why does this director cooperate with this screenwriter? I always feel that there must be something in it.

But these are all speculations, and only by seeing people can she understand these things.

Looking at the phone for a long time, my eyes are a little dry.

Ginger Tea closed her eyes.

Ah stood up, and came back after a while, with eye drops in his hand, "Boss."

Ginger Tea took it and dripped two drops, "Rest early today, and go to Yuancheng tomorrow."

"Okay." Ah Shu nodded, went to the front hall and locked the door, checked everything, and returned to his room.

Jiang Cha slept very lightly, because she had something on her mind.

Hearing the sound of "dong dong dong" for a long time, she felt very irritable.

Tossing and turning, the sound was getting closer and closer, like coming up from the stairs.

It's not the sound of footsteps, it's like the sound of a ball hitting the ground.

How could someone play basketball at her house in the middle of the night? Jiang Cha knew what was going on without guessing.

That thing disturbs the people, and it's addictive.

Jiang Cha got up, approached the door bell and started to ring crazily.

She opened the door, and saw under the moonlight, a headless man in the corridor on the second floor, holding his head, slapping the ground from time to time, once or twice.

"Where the hell are you?" Jiang Cha thought it was a child, but he didn't expect it to be a teenager.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a jersey with a volleyball logo printed on it, is this person a volleyball player?
"Do you know how to play?" The boy slowly turned his head while holding his head, "Let me pass the ball to you."

Looking at the bloody head, Jiang Cha looked away, "I don't know how to play volleyball."

"I can teach you," he said, his voice excited.

As he said that, he ran out of his head, Jiang Cha subconsciously reached out to block it, and with a "bang", his head fell to the ground.

"Didn't you catch it?" The boy's tone was gratified, "It's just not strong enough."

Jiang Cha looked at her hands, which were sticky, not only blood but also foam.

The head rolled down the stairs, and the boy wiped his neck with his hand, "I'm going to pick up the ball."

He probably wanted to scratch his head, Jiang Cha looked at his movements and guessed.

Jiang Cha saw that the stairs were already dirty, and her expression was not very good. She looked down from the handrail in the corridor, and the boy quickly picked up the ball and patted it.

"How did you get in?" Jiang Cha frowned.

The vestibule is locked, and no ghost can enter.

"Oh, I have a power of attorney." Only then did the boy remember, he put down the ball, wiped the liquid off his hands, and then took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

Jiang Cha was confused, power of attorney?

Thinking, she fell down from the railing, the head on the ground looked up, and made a surprised voice, "You can fly, you must be very good at playing ball."

Ginger Tea ignored it and landed perfectly, feeling that it was a good thing that she was wearing shorts.

She took the paper from the young man's hand, and without looking at anything else, she saw the following words, "Jiang Tianhai".

It's her master's words. I'm reading the content, which is to fulfill the boy's wish and let him go to reincarnation.

Jiang Cha didn't understand what it meant that her master took orders one by one and dumped them to her in the end.

"Well, do you have any wish?" Jiang Cha looked at the ghost, put the power of attorney aside, and washed his hands.

"I want to play basketball, enter the country, and reach the world." The teenager said.

"You're dead." Jiang Cha poured cold water on her, "I can't beat you."

"But my wish is to play basketball." The boy said, "Grandpa said, I can find you."

"Grandpa? Jiang Tianhai?" Jiang Cha frowned. This ghost really had no complaints, and was quite polite.

"Well, Grandpa Jiang." The boy nodded, "My name is Gu Shan, player No. [-], and the position is the setter. My ideal is to throw the ball to all attackers to satisfy them."

"Gu Shan, do you still remember how you died?" Jiang Cha was curious.

"Ah?" Gu Shan shook his head, "I don't remember."

"Then what do you remember?" Jiang Cha was curious.

"I'm the second biography, number five..." Gu Shan was about to repeat the reading, but was interrupted by Jiang Cha.

"Don't worry about other things, the important thing now is to find out the cause of your death." Jiang Cha said.

It is also difficult for ghosts who do not understand death to be reincarnated.

Gu Shan was puzzled, and didn't seem to care about these things.

"You like volleyball." Jiang Cha looked at the head on the ground, "You connect your head, and I'll buy you a volleyball."

(End of this chapter)