Director of a Suspense Film

The main Zong prayed that since it was exorcising ghosts, it would be useless if it could be broadcast live. After all, this supernatural apartment is well-known, and the income from a broadcast must be good.

He squatted on the ground in the corridor to assemble the bracket, and turned on the camera of his mobile phone for debugging. At the same time, he took the time to observe the surrounding environment while the celestial master was drawing amulets.

There is only one room on each floor of this high-end apartment, and there is a private elevator to go upstairs. If you want to go up and down the stairs, you can only take the safe passage. It can be said that other than the apartment residents in this building, no one else can step inside, and the concealment is extremely high. Don't be afraid of being disturbed.

"live streaming?"

Qi Ningzhou obviously didn't understand this trendy vocabulary, "What is that?"

Zong Qi patiently explained to him, "I just filmed the process of exorcising ghosts for others to watch. Do you have taboos about this?"

Qi Ningzhou shook his head, "No, ordinary people who haven't opened their eyes can't see the way to exorcise ghosts."

really.

Zong Qi clearly confronted Qi Ningzhou and overthrew Li Gui, but still felt that the other party seemed to be fooling him.

Since there is no problem, Zong Qi raised his mobile phone to send a reminder of the start of the broadcast.

Since posting the recorded video last night, his Weibo has also received a wave of fresh traffic, accumulating more fans than the live broadcast platform.

These quoted comments are basically trolls. Some said that he had a script by himself, some said that he invited actors to make short videos, some said that he was crazy @江市武汉局局, and there were passers-by who shouted for a big production. All in all, no one believes that he accidentally stopped the broadcast yesterday because he really met a serial murderer.

Especially that Mr. Wang at the entrance of the village openly reposted it on his small Weibo account with hundreds of thousands of fans, and his tone was as yin and yang as it was eccentric. He was simply a great onmyoji.

Zong Qi clicked in and took a look, and found that this Master Wang was an alternative anchor who specialized in live broadcasts on the Internet to crack down on counterfeiting, in order to attract traffic.

[@村口王师处: Laughing to death, someone dares to write a script to spread rumors about the police these days? Brother, you, the anchor of Tanling, set up a bit too much, and you fought serial murderers for 300 rounds. You are indeed the great director of Tanling District (thumbs. Leave your name, hee hee, no thanks]

A group of supporters swarmed up in the forwarded comments, to the extent that they would be speechless after seeing it.

Thanks to them for helping Aite to the Jiangzhou Police Headquarters, and saving him a lot of energy.

Zong Qi didn't care about these people's mindless remarks. Instead, he was very satisfied with the traffic he attracted with the video yesterday. He posted a post backhandedly, attached the address, and gave a preview of the broadcast in ten minutes.

In order to add a gimmick, he also searched the Internet for news reports about this haunted house, and posted them together.

【@宗琼琪: Ten minutes later, we will broadcast live to explore room 404 of Luohao International Apartment, East District of Lingjiangzhou. Welcome everyone to watch in my live broadcast room [picture][picture]]

Now it is exactly noon, and today is the weekend, the number of people online is rising in a straight line, and a lot of people gathered in a short while.

[@机械猫小青: woc, I read that right, when I first checked the plaza, I found a live broadcast in the haunted house of Luohao International Apartment in the East District? ? ? 】

[@vbbbbb: I was stunned to see the pictures posted here. Is this the haunted house where the first household committed suicide, and the next three households all died of unknown reasons the next day after moving in? I was so scared that the dried fish in my hand dropped]

[@娘子嘿哈: That’s the one, that’s the one, it’s been the big news in the Jiangzhou Evening News for a whole week. At that time, there were tens of thousands of comments on Weibo, and they were all scared... Later everyone was discussing the haunted house, Listed out a bunch of haunted houses in Xiangjiang, which frightened me for a moment]

As the number of commenters increases, the number of readings increases, and this post is immediately pushed to the hashtag popular square. Coupled with the fact that Jiangzhou Eastern District is well-known, many onlookers who had nothing to do and swiped Weibo were bluffed to join in the fun.

[@苏勒拉无波: There is something about this anchor, I remember that although this haunted house is famous, but because of the strict management of the apartment and the high land price, several anchors said that they would come here to explore, but they couldn’t get it to the key]

[@无名司: Indeed, this apartment is not for sale but for rent, and it also needs connections, even if you have money, you can’t rent it. It is precisely because of this that the three families who died before made such a big fuss]

[@嘎嘎嘎: I am the only one who is curious whether the anchor is really going to live broadcast here? 】

... Zong Qi always kept his word, and turned on the camera in the live broadcast room on time ten minutes later.

As soon as the broadcast started, the number of people online soared to five hundred.

Whether you come in to laugh at it or take a look out of curiosity, these are all traffic.

The black-haired young man blew a whistle, and at this moment he agreed with the theory that black and red are also red in the entertainment industry.

"Good morning, I haven't broadcast live for a day, do you miss me?"

He pointed the front camera of his phone at his face, showing a business smile.

A thick bullet screen was displayed on the screen, mixed with a large piece of blatant provocation. When they came up, they cursed and said that the anchor rehearsed all **** scripts, and quickly got out of the bullet screen of the Tanling live broadcast circle.

Zong Qi smiled in a good-tempered manner, and did not have the same knowledge as these deliberately contradictory people, "Today I invited an off-site aid, who is also my friend Master Qi, and I posted his order receiving method on the feed. If you need anything, you can find him."

Facing the camera, Qi Ningzhou pursed his lips nervously, and then put on the demeanor of an outsider that he learned from his master, his whole body was stiff.

Ever since he knew that it was difficult for Qi Ningzhou to receive orders, Zong Qi tried to find a way to advertise for him. Although his popularity is not high, at least those who watch Tanling's live broadcast are more interested in these gods and gods, and they can be regarded as accurately targeting users.

Seeing that this new friend was not used to being exposed to the camera, Zong Qi moved away empathetically, and slammed at the only door on this floor.

The door stood in the middle of the empty corridor.

It was covered with talisman paper with yellow background and red characters, and there were countless strange traces around it that were painted with brushes. A gust of wind came from nowhere, and the corners of the talisman paper were slightly lifted, which made people feel creepy.

[Hastily, the transition from Qingxiu brother really surprised me]

【My God, this level of spell density... This house looks fierce enough】

[Indeed, I have learned a little bit from the master in Xiangjiang before. The more spells you suppress, the more fierce you are. I don’t know how many layers of exorcism spells and sealing charms are stacked on this door, just like stacking murder books]

[No, do you really believe the one upstairs? Laughing to death, it can’t be the sailor entrusted by the anchor, this IQ will cost you fifty cents as soon as you open your mouth]

Seeing the discussion on the screen and the rising number of viewers, Zong Qi took out the key from his pocket and waved it in front of the camera.

"As you can see, the location of the spirit visit this time is Room 404 of the famous Luohao International Apartment in Jiangzhou City!" Everyone, make sure, I'm ready to go in if there's nothing else to do. "

[You can brag about it, the people from the first three households who lived here never lived more than two days]

[Anchor, although I look down on your Tan Ling writing script, but I don’t want to collect your body, think twice before acting]

[Indeed, the suicide case was a big deal at the beginning, not to mention that several households who lived in it later appeared, and it is really a death to come to visit the spirit at this time]

[Why are you persuading him? This kind of person deserves what he deserves. He didn’t want to die for the sake of heat and traffic. The family laughed loudly. Why don’t you give him a ride with a rocket, haha! 】

The barrage was in full swing, and the black-haired youth had already exchanged glances with Qi Ningzhou, grabbed the key and inserted it into the lock.

There was just over an hour of filming time left. Just now he had agreed with the Heavenly Master that regardless of whether the ghost inside was dealt with or not, work must be called off in an hour anyway, and it must be done as soon as possible.

There was a black screen on the wall that was not enabled, dusty and not powered, what appeared to be a face lock that the previous owner had used.

"Zizizi..."

The moment Zong Qi turned the key, the screen that hadn't been powered on for a long time suddenly lit up, with gray and white stripes all over it, showing the horror of old TVs when they couldn't find a signal.

At the same time, the key in his hand felt a bone-deep chill, as if it had been thrown into an ice cellar to freeze.

The scream value on the retina started to increase again.

[Small script "Apartment Haunted House", the activation conditions are met]

"Crunch—"

The apartment door creaked a crack.

It was extremely dark inside, and the dark monster opened its **** mouth.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zong Qi, who was standing at the main entrance, obviously felt a chilly wind passing by, which lifted the dull hair on his head a little.

Qi Ningzhou immediately straightened up, holding a sword in one hand, with a solemn face.

This resentment has begun to take shape, and even if he doesn't come today, the spell at the door won't last long.

"...Be careful, I'll wait for you outside."

It's not that he doesn't want to go in with Zong Qi, but that Qi Ningzhou really knows how hard that red-clothed ghost is inside. I am still inexperienced, so I will deliver food when I go in.

In contrast, Zong Qi not only has a body of pure yang, but also has a body of merit (yes, Qi Ningzhou has already figured out such things as merit). accident.

Coincidentally, Zong Qi has a system to protect his body, and his thinking and celestial master have reached a strange agreement.

"it is good."

The black-haired young man nodded to him, lowered his head to turn on the flashlight, and walked across the threshold.

He had no trouble finding the light switch on the wall.

"Click."

As expected, nothing happened when I pressed it down, and the apartment was still as dark as midnight.

Zong Qi frowned, observing the room with a flashlight.

The ground is not only dusty, but also has many scattered footprints.

"Strange, I remember that the family moved in at the beginning of this year, why is there so much dust on the ground?"

[It's strange, why are there so many footprints, and the sizes are different. Looking at the traces of dust on them, I feel that they are not left by the same group of people, and there may be discrepancies in time.]

[Indeed, and look at the footprints, they were all accidentally broken in the middle, as if... disappeared out of thin air... Gentlemen, I have a horrible guess]

[Big brother upstairs, your guess is probably the same as mine, trembling.jpg]

The black-haired young man frowned, stretched out his thumb and forefinger, and compared the strange footprints on the ground.

These footprints all have one thing in common, the direction is from the entrance of the room, the toe of the shoe is facing the gate, it can be seen that they are all left by running in a hurry, as if there is something chasing behind.

The most suspicious thing is that they all disappeared when they were only three steps away from the door, leaving no trace and disappearing without a trace.

"It is impossible for a person to disappear out of thin air, and there are no other limbs around to touch the dust printed on the ground. Since you can't walk from the ground, it is possible..."

Zong Qi twirled the flashlight in the palm of his hand and shone it overhead.

The moment the white light from the flashlight was about to hit the ceiling, a "bang-dang-" came out from behind him.

The door closed suddenly with a heavy sound.

The lights from the corridor were completely annihilated, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned by this sudden change. It just so happened that the light of the flashlight did not hit the top of their heads, but a halo flickered.

[Ahhhhhh anchor, behind you! ! 】

There was a piercing scream from the barrage.

It happened that Zong Qi lowered his head and glanced at the screen, then turned around in doubt: "What?"

The audience in the live broadcast room watched him turn his head, and their hearts almost jumped into their throats.

There is a common death routine in horror movies-turn back and kill.

Not only the barrage, but even Zongqi himself felt that something hanging down from the back of his neck swept over him, and there was a coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Zong Qi stretched out his hand, grabbed the demon thing above his head, and pulled it violently.

what is it

Everyone was taken aback by his boldness, and they all held their breaths for fear of missing something.

The touch felt very rough, and the light of the flashlight shone through, revealing a dark brown linen rope.

At first, he reminded Zong Qi to pay attention to the barrage behind him, obviously very puzzled by the appearance of this rope, saying that what he just saw was not this at all. It's a pity that due to too many people watching at the same time, this barrage was suddenly submerged in other barrages, and no one noticed.

The black-haired young man grabbed the rope, ignoring the increasingly gloomy atmosphere around him, and took out the scissors from his backpack, cut it up with a click, and cut off the illegal prop in one fell swoop. Looking back, he saw many people in the live broadcast room It is guessed that this is the rope used by the first household to commit suicide.

"What do you guess? How could it be the rope from the beginning."

Zong Qi talked eloquently: "The original owner of the haunted house hanged himself in a red dress. In the end, the part-time worker who came to clean the house on a regular basis found something wrong a month later. At that time, the corpse had been hung in the hot room for a long time, and it had already changed beyond recognition."

He discussed this issue with Qi Ningzhou.

Unless a person who committed suicide hated the world and hated the world during his lifetime, he would seldom retain resentment after death, let alone turn into a ghost.

Therefore, Tianshi suspected that there were other doubts in the original case, such as the possibility of homicide and so on.

"For such a long time, the body must have left blood or human skin flakes on the rope, but this rope is clean, so this is not the one at the suicide scene."

Barrages: "..."

It felt like something was wrong, but what the anchor said made sense.

"Maybe a previous head of the household loved performance art, like what gets pleasure from suffocation. Human sexuality is free, but some people really should see a doctor."

Zong Qi shrugged, and continued to hold up the flashlight to shine upwards.

Four flax ropes with rings on the wall hang there, and the darkness and gloomyness that shoots obliquely from the upper part is automatic without wind.

[I understand the truth, but why did the rope suddenly hang down just now! ! 】

[I'm really panicking, anchor, you still have time to leave now, otherwise I will combine the past of this haunted house...the last rope may be left for you]

[Upstairs, shut up, and join me in meditating on prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony and freedom]

"The house is nice, but the sanitary conditions are really worrying."

Zong Qi ignored these weird ropes, instead turned around and walked towards the apartment, checking room after room, "The electric switch is broken, and there is no water in the apartment, so I have to call someone to fix it. Oh... ...Forget that this is a haunted house, no one dares to come. Oh, it's too difficult."

The infrastructure of this apartment is very complete, including the household appliances inside. Except for a thick layer of dust on the top, it is basically intact. It is just that the water and electricity have been cut off for too long, so it is inevitable that it will be difficult to operate.

【Ahhhhhh anchor, there is something behind you! I definitely saw it clearly this time, it was a red skirt! ! 】

Just when Zong Qi touched the entire duplex apartment, turned around and walked to the window door, he felt something sweeping around his neck again. This time, there was no need for a barrage to remind him, he just pulled open the curtains.

Qi Ningzhou said, draw the curtains first when you come in, the sunlight can dispel the yin energy to a certain extent.

In an instant, the bright and warm golden sunlight was not hindered by the heavy curtains, and rushed in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, dispelling the perennial darkness and illuminating the large apartment.

"Wow, the weather is nice today."

Zong Qi turned the camera around, glanced at the pale grimace hanging upside down from his head, and turned his head to show the beautiful scenery outside the window for the live broadcast room.

The female ghost in red who was ignored for the second time: "..."

It is tolerable, what is unbearable!

It screamed, and hid in the shadow behind the curtains, its long black hair suddenly swelled and entangled the young man standing in front of the French window.

Smelling the extraordinarily delicious smell of flesh and blood on this human body, his hair trembled with excitement, and his strong resentment quickly ate away at the sunlight, abruptly lowering the brightness of the entire room by two points.

The arc of the grimace was cracked to the maximum, revealing the densely packed sharp teeth in the mouth.

A heavy ghostly look came over his face, followed by sharp nails with thick blood stains inside.

Zong Qi was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, and pressed his back against the floor-to-ceiling window.

People are afraid of ghosts is an instinctive reaction.

He couldn't see the other party's beautiful face, but could only feel the lingering coldness in the air.

The "ho **** ho" sound from the depths of Li Gui's throat echoed layer upon layer in the empty room, and Zong Qi was not deaf, so how could he not be able to hear?

[I rely on me, rely on me, why did the anchor suddenly cut the camera]

【Ok? Did any of you hear the strange voice from the anchor?]

[I thought I was the only one who heard it. It turned out that it was not an auditory hallucination. Huh, that’s wrong, why is the screen black?]

【what's the situation? I can't see anything here, am I the only one? 】

The camera in the live broadcast room suddenly spun, and after a while, there was a loud noise from the opposite side, followed by the notification that the anchor had finished broadcasting.

The distorted and hoarse voice of the female ghost in red filled the empty room.

Seeing that he was forcing people into a corner, the ghost's roar became more ferocious, stabbing straight at the black-haired young man.

As a result, no one expected that the moment the long hair swarmed in came into contact with the black-haired young man, they were all burned and distorted by the invisible flame, and turned into black smoke and annihilated, exuding an unpleasant burnt smell, and half of them went bald. Not to mention, he even swept half of his face down, revealing the bones behind him.

The female ghost in red: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Zong Qi with his consciousness back: "...Wait, no, why should I be afraid."

One, he can't see the other person's appearance, and two, he has a horror film director's system to protect him. Ghosts can't do anything to him, and he can't see ghosts, so he's afraid of a fart! !

Hearing the screams of Li Gui, Zong Qi, who adjusted his mentality, was immediately happy. When he lowered his head, he realized that the live broadcast room was accidentally pressed by him just now, and now it has jumped to the download interface.

"Forget it, we won't broadcast it today, we'll talk about it in a few days."

Today's live broadcast pushed Zong Qi to the front page, and with the well-chosen location, it whetted the audience's appetite. There have been too many bizarre deaths in this apartment before, as long as there is enough suspense, no matter when the broadcast starts, there will never be a shortage of viewers.

Compared with these, exorcising ghosts is the top priority at present.

Qi Ningzhou said that as long as he was around, Li Gui would take the initiative to attack him.

Then wait until it is damaged by the director's authority rebound, and then use the spell.

After thinking about this, Zong Qi rolled up his sleeves and tried to walk towards the place where the sound was made just now.

Unfortunately, the rebound just now caused the invincible red-clothed ghost to suffer a lot of damage, directly filling up the anger gauge.

Li Gui was silent in the air for a moment, his long hair continued to grow, thick scarlet blood dripped from the corners of the red skirt, and he began to attack the surroundings indiscriminately.

When Zong Qi was walking, the hair in mid-air was still tirelessly entangled towards him, one strand was burnt and fell to the ground, and another strand was entangled again, like a man-made textile machine.

So one person and one ghost repeated the process of one person looking for the ghost, one ghost attacking and then being burned and howling back.

The only thing that changed was the scream value on Zong Qi's retina, which broke through the thousand mark in less than ten minutes.

After walking around the apartment, Zong Qi turned around and found that the floor behind him was covered with burnt hair, mixed with the dust, which was very unsightly.

Zong Qi was speechless at the moment, "He's a ghost anyway, why are you so unhygienic living alone?"

This apartment is likely to be his place of residence for the next six months, and the quality of the environmental sanitation is directly related to him. It is very troublesome to clean up these hairs that fall on the ground! It's impossible to expect ghosts to help him with hygiene, right?

It's a pity that this ghost doesn't seem to be able to communicate at all, let alone reason. After its power is attenuated, it still only barks.

After turning around a few times, Zong Qi felt that the time was almost up, so he released Qi Ningzhou's spell.

In the next second, the talisman paper drawn with blood burned straight up in the air, and he was so startled that he quickly let go.

Unexpectedly, after the talisman paper was burned, the speed of the hair that was constantly burning in mid-air really slowed down.

"Is that the end?"

Zong Qi scratched his head, quite confused about the situation, unable to come to the conclusion whether the ghost has been wiped out or the old ghost still exists.

What the black-haired young man couldn't see was that when he took a step forward, the corner of the red skirt immediately floated back silently, retreating three feet, as if he had seen some terrible beast.

Perhaps it was the spell that counteracted the resentment just now that brought back a little sanity of the female ghost in red, making it realize that although this human being is very fragrant, it would be scalded if it passed by.

It hurts, you can't eat it, you can't afford it, you can't drive it away.

It bit its sharp nails, and a trace of bewilderment flashed in its pale pupils.

At this moment, Zong Qi's mobile phone suddenly popped up a "Ding Dong" message.

[Discovered D-level contractable employee "Red Ghost"]

The notification column of the news appears in the [Subsidiary Employees] column of the horror movie system, and you can also see warm notes after clicking in.

[Employee Information]: The unknown ghost entrenched in Luohao International Apartment, East District, Jiangzhou City

【Haunting script】: Small script "Apartment Haunted House"

[Employee level]: D level

【Signing Conditions】: Satisfied

[Precautions]: This employee is prone to fall into a state of indeterminate madness

[Whether to sign a contract with the female ghost in red, yes/no]

Good guy. Zong Qi was dumbfounded.

He always thought that this employee was used to sign people, but he didn't expect it to be used to sign ghosts? !