Director of a Suspense Film

Qi Ningzhou said there was a ghost, Zong Qi was stunned for a moment, and nervously leaned over: "Where is it?"

They got out of the car and walked to the main road.

After a while, the sunset glow that was still hanging in the sky just now gradually faded away. The twilight merged, and the whole land was submerged in the night.

Although it’s late, it’s still on the main street of the city after all. It’s not as crowded as Zong Qi’s previous slum area. There are many people walking out after dinner on the street. The surrounding shops are also lit. It doesn't look like a ghost at all.

"there."

Tianshi pointed to the shade of the tree with the tip of his sword, his expression guarded.

Most of the ghosts are earth-bound spirits. The more resentful ghosts are, the harder it is to leave their birthplace. On the contrary, some little ghosts with little resentment can occasionally walk around.

Those who dare to come out on the street like this, unless there is some special agent or possessing someone else's body, it is basically impossible to be a ghost.

But for some reason, Qi Ningzhou felt the chill behind him all the way.

When I was one step behind and talking to Zong Qi just now, I felt a great sense of crisis. Immediately, I picked up the mahogany sword and looked around. Only then did I discover the source of the ghost energy.

Seeing Qi Ningzhou so nervous, Zong Qi was also a little nervous.

He quietly tugged at his hair, and got a lazy yawn from Xiao Hong, and then he felt relieved.

When he was on the bus just now, Xiaohong gestured to him and said that the little celestial master seemed to feel its existence, but now Xiaohong is very experienced in being the back-up spirit, and has not revealed any flaws.

Maybe Qi Ningzhou confused that ghost's aura with Xiaohong's aura.

Now he takes Xiaohong out,? None of the surrounding animals dare to approach him. The cats in the community arch their backs and puff their hair when they see him from a distance. With the barren wood that can drive Gu worms at home, it is even more clean. Mosquitos couldn't be found.

Zong Qi suggested, "Let's go and have a look?"

Qi Ningzhou nodded, and walked over step by step as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Under the tree not far away, the suspected ghost was dozing off with a broom in his arms.

When the two of Zong Qi came over, she suddenly woke up and stood up.

"Ouch, my old bones..."

The old grandma stood up, hammered her back, and looked at them with cloudy eyes, "What's the matter with you? Do you want to ask for directions?"

Just as Qi Ningzhou was about to speak, Zong Qi rushed him one step forward, blocking his right hand holding the sword behind him.

"Yes. Grandma, we want to ask, how to get to the ghost market?"

Some walkers on the side of the road saw the two of them talking to the air, so they hurried away, fearing that they were some patients who had just been pulled out of a mental hospital.

"Ghost market? Go straight over there, and you'll see it later."

The old lady stood up with difficulty and pointed the broom into the distance.

There is an alley over there, and the end seems to be a road again, and it is dark from a distance.

Qi Ningzhou wanted to speak again, but Zong Qi quickly covered his mouth, "Thank you grandma, then we will leave first."

"Hey, okay."

The old lady showed a **** smile: "Young people nowadays are really sensible, walk slowly along the way."

She looked kindly at the black-haired young man who half pushed and half pulled away the young man in the robe of the Celestial Master until he was out of sight. Then she rubbed her eyes and bent down slowly, ignoring the big hole in her stomach , picked up the broom and shovel on the ground, and cleaned slowly on the street.

The fallen leaves were passed through by her broom, but the old grandma didn't seem to see it. She hunched over and cleaned the street repeatedly, reflecting the bright orange sanitation worker's clothes on her body.

It's just that the word sanitation worker has long been soaked in blood, and it has faded to black over time.

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After Zong Qi pulled Qi Ningzhou away and walked to the corner, he let go of the hand covering the other party.

Although Tianshi was puzzled, he was not angry. He straightened his clothes and waited for the black-haired youth's explanation.

"Have you noticed that Grandma seems to...do not know that she has become a ghost."

Zong Qi didn't play tricks with him, and straightforwardly stated the basis for what he did.

Qi Ningzhou frowned, and looked back.

Sure enough, other passers-by couldn't see the ghost of the old lady at all, and the old lady didn't seem to notice that these people couldn't see her. She mechanically swept the floor with a broom, and didn't notice that her other was limp and her bones were broken. leg.

Tianshi thought for a while, "My master said that this kind of situation is rare, but it does happen. It may be that he has been doing such things before his death, resulting in cognitive errors, and even forgetting the fact that he has passed away."

"But what does that matter?"

He looked at Zong Qi: "Grandma didn't know that she had become a ghost, so I just saved her and let her go to reincarnation."

By the way, Tianshi still added a sentence in his heart. This kind of soul who doesn't realize that she has become a ghost is best saved. You just need to tell her the truth, and then recite a part of the mantra, and everything will be fine.

Zong Qi sighed: "It's not impossible. But if you think about it, if you can become a ghost, it means that Grandma must have unfinished obsessions when she passed away, and it was very strong."

Qi Ningzhou nodded.

Indeed, this is a prerequisite for becoming a ghost.

"The old grandma hasn't noticed it yet, which means that she is not destined to die. If we just save her like this, at least for me, it will definitely be a very regrettable thing."

"Since the old lady is just an ordinary earth-bound spirit, she is not as resentful as Li Gui, and there is no need to worry about her harming others, so let her wait there."

Zong Qi was not a sudden whim.

With Araki and Xiaohong at home, Zong Qi knew a lot about these ghosts.

Li Gui is unable to go to reincarnation because the resentment is not exhausted. Once it is done, most of them will lose consciousness and can only dissipate in the world. There is no way to harm others, because they are full of resentment, so they can't control themselves, even Xiaohong and Araki, one is forced to sign the contract by Zong Qi before regaining consciousness, and the other is obsessed with the child.

But ordinary ghosts are different. If they are not resentful, they must have deep obsessions to linger in the land of the living.

Not to mention anything else, I met him, and since he didn't harm anyone, Zong Qi felt that there was no need to take care of it. Of course, if he could help, he would help him, and it would be counted as accumulating virtue for himself.

Hearing what he said, Qi Ningzhou thought for a long time, and took back the Taomu sword after struggling.

"Although this goes against the ancestral precepts of our mountain gate, I think what you said makes sense."

The two reached a preliminary agreement, looked at each other with a smile, and left towards the place the old lady had just pointed to.

Fortunately, the road is not very far.

When they arrived at the ghost market, a street here was almost full of people.

This road is not wide, but it is wider than the alley. It is densely bundled with wires and cables, and a few dim light bulbs are hung on it, dimly illuminating the dirty asphalt road.

Below are those people who set up stalls in the ghost market. Looking at the past, there are not many stalls lit up. The ones that are up to the sky put a lantern next to them. The red light reflected can't illuminate half of the stalls. I don't know what to say, but there are quite a few people, and the black shadows are shaking as far as the eye can see.

Sitting on the rocking chair at the outermost edge of the ghost city, the gatekeeper with a cigarette in his mouth rolled his eyelids: "First time here?"

Qi Ningzhou nodded.

"Ten yuan for a flashlight."

Zong Qi looked up and found that everyone who came to the ghost market around him had flashlights in their hands. When he saw the stall he liked, he squatted down and shot it, holding up the flashlight and negotiating with the stall owner.

"Thank you boss, but no need."

He stopped Qi Ningzhou from taking out the money, turned on the phone with ease, and pressed the flashlight button.

In an instant, the flash used for shooting on the back of the phone lit up.

Tianshi's eyes lit up, and he also clumsily took out his mobile phone, and imitated the gatekeeper's unsuspecting expression.

Saved another twenty bucks.

For Qi Ningzhou, it was his fee for a single job, which can be described as a huge sum of money.

Just this time, bringing Zongqi will not lose money, but still make a steady profit.

"It's so amazing, why didn't I think of it."

With a sigh of emotion, he looked down at the message from his mobile phone.

"Ah, the client is here, just around here, brother, wait for me, the above said to let me hand over by myself."

"Okay, just text me if you have anything to do."

Tianshi looked around with a compass, and found that this ghost market was really just a market where people gathered to sell gadgets, and immediately let go of his fear. After greeting Zong Qi, he took the compass to meet the client.

Zong Qi stayed where he was alone, looking left and right.

Xiaohong also took advantage of the darkness here to boldly spread her ghostly aura and search around the stalls.

When it came out this time, Zong Qi had told it, try to find something with origins in the ghost market.

Originally, Zong Qi had no ambitions, and it was the same when he was bound to the horror film director system. At most, he wanted to make money.

But it was different after discovering the Pisces jade pendant the day before yesterday.

He wanted to open that advanced copy to find some truth.

Maybe it's the truth, maybe it's a coincidence, it's always something left by relatives, Zong Qi can't ignore it.

So in order to accomplish his goals, he needs to sign more employees.

Just when Xiaohong seldom obeyed the boss's order and tried to search for the ghost energy, Zong Qi returned to the entrance of the ghost market instead.

Facing the lazy gaze of the gatekeeper, he asked, "May I ask, do you know of any murders that have occurred around here?"

After Zong Qi finished speaking, he felt that his words could easily lead to ambiguity, so he added: "The deceased was an old lady who worked as a cleaner. It was not a homicide, but an accident."

The gatekeeper shook the fan in his hand: "Is it the one on the other side of the street? I remember such a thing."

"What happened a year ago, the cleaner was killed in a car accident. I don't remember anything else. This guy came out to pick up waste and had no children. His wife did have one, but his eyesight is not good. It is said that his wife died. Sometimes I was groping my way to find it, but I fell and broke my leg."

Zong Qi was stunned for a moment, then asked for the address of his wife in a low voice.

"You ask me, how do I know?"

The gatekeeper took another puff of his cigarette and spit out the fog into the night: "There is a wet street behind the ghost market, go there and have a look, maybe it's there."

"thanks."

After Zong Qi thanked him, he turned around and heard Xiao Hong calling him, so he left in a hurry.

Only the gatekeeper, who glanced at his back from a distance, muttered what a weirdo.

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