This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

Back home, Lin Jue had a good night's sleep. To be honest, the intensity of acting in this kind of play for two days was comparable to working for two months in his previous life. Although it was tiring, it was also very fulfilling.

This was a kind of stimulation that acting in his previous life couldn't provide, making him somewhat fall in love with this feeling.

At four or five in the morning, he sat up in bed. Although he had transmigrated, his biological clock didn't seem to have adjusted. In his previous life, he often got up early in the morning to film, forming a habit.

The time when he didn't have a script to film was always very boring. Lin Jue leaned against the headboard of the bed and summoned his actor panel.

[Actor: Lin Jue]

[Cultivation Method: 《Quenching Skill》]

[Divine Power: True Eye Dharma]

[Backpack: Zhou Yue Set, Wang Tianshu Set, Yongye Tower Accommodation Application Form]

[Mental State: Poor] (Has been contaminated by an unknown anomaly, contamination progress 70%, can be eliminated by completing a script)

[Currently Participating in Script: None]

[Available Scripts:]

[1 ★ Script "Investigator": Bizarre homicides have been frequently occurring in Sanjiang City recently. You will play a trainee investigator responsible for assisting in the investigation of the flying head incident...]

[2 ★ Script "Model": You are a nude model responsible for providing human body references for art academy students. Today, you come to Sanjiang Qingmu Art Academy to be a model for the sculpture major. Here, you meet a strange student...]

[2 ★ Script "Peeping": There are many people talking in the neighbor's house every night. You will play a rainy night killer, peeping at your neighbor, thinking about one day turning her body into your trophy...]

The one-star script "Under the Bed" has disappeared, replaced by a two-star script. Now there is only one one-star script left.

Investigator.

Finish the one-star scripts first, then consider the two-star scripts.

"Let's rest for a day today and take on this script tomorrow." Lin Jue thought, when suddenly a series of banging sounds rang out in the room.

It sounded like someone was knocking on something, but the sound was coming from the window.

This was the third floor, a good nine meters high. Who could knock on the window at this height?

Lin Jue picked up the fruit knife and slowly approached.

Outside the window, an old man was hitting the window with his head.

Again and again, he didn't seem to feel any pain.

Lin Jue opened the window, his face kind: "Old man, aren't you in pain?"

If you ignored the knife he was hiding in his sleeve, he would definitely look like a good person.

Only when he got closer did he notice that the old man outside the window was just a head, floating in mid-air.

The flying head incident.

He remembered the official text message that said if you see a head knocking on the window outside, please hide in a safe place and call the police in time or something.

He didn't expect that only a day had passed, and he had already encountered a flying head that could knock on windows.

Just right, let's see where this thing came from.

When the old man saw Lin Jue opened the window, a strange smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Young man, can I ask you a question?"

"Come in and ask, it's quite dangerous outside." Lin Jue directly reached out and grabbed the old man's hair, pulling him into the house.

This indifferent reaction surprised the old man. Everyone he had encountered before reacted violently, either shouting and screaming or hiding and shivering.

But now, the young man in front of him was calm and even enthusiastically led him into the house.

"Does this kid have mental problems?" The old man stared at Lin Jue strangely and was placed on the coffee table by the latter.

Lin Jue sat on the sofa pretentiously and opened his mouth with a smile: "Old man, what problem did you encounter?"

What a strange guy. Suddenly, he didn't want to contaminate him anymore. What if mental illness is contagious?

The old man's face became strange again: "My grandma gave birth to my mother, and my mother gave birth to me. Why didn't my grandma give birth to me directly?"

"If you answer correctly, I can let you go."

The old man's eyes revealed a hint of expectation. He seemed to be looking forward to Lin Jue's answer, whether it was right or wrong.

What kind of question is this?

The smile on Lin Jue's face paused slightly. He probably understood that as long as he answered the question, no matter what the answer was, he would be contaminated.

One question and one answer should be the way this anomaly contaminates people.

"Um..." Lin Jue supported his chin, seemingly really thinking. After a moment, he said: "I suggest you go to the supermarket entrance and figure it out before scaring people."

The old man was stunned. Figure out what?

Lin Jue took out his phone, turned on the player, and played a well-known classic song.

The familiar melody sounded, accompanied by innocent childish voices: "Dad's mother is called grandma..."

What did I just ask?

The old man's expression turned blue and white, and his yellow teeth gnashed, and black blood began to flow from his orifices, making him look terrifying.

"Do you think you're scary like this?"

Faced with such a terrifying scene, Lin Jue just said indifferently: "I've seen things scarier than you."

After speaking, his eyes became deep, as if he was lost in memories.

"Have you seen someone who treats urine as orange juice?"

"Have you seen an anomaly with broken legs and sewn-up eyes, only able to crawl on the ground? The ground is covered with black mud mixed with blood..."

"Have you seen a strange being that can kill people just by knocking on the door? Unable to be killed, unable to be destroyed, only able to be resisted by gold..."

"Have you seen a clown who feeds on fear, changes at will, and cannot be completely killed?"

As Lin Jue spoke, his expression became particularly sinister, and he moved his face closer to the old man's head.

The last two were horror novels or movies he had watched in his previous life, used to fill his image.

Through the True Eye Dharma, he could see that the black energy carried by this old man's head was very little. It should not be the anomaly itself, but a head controlled by the anomaly. Besides transmitting contamination, it had no strength.

"..." The old man's head was indeed frightened. The black blood flowed backward and rolled to the ground.

The first two sounded okay, but the last two were very scary. That was definitely a high-level anomaly, an existence in the depths of the mist. Could it be that this kid had faced that kind of terror directly?

No wonder he wasn't afraid of me, it turned out he had seen something more terrifying.

To be able to face that kind of powerful anomaly directly, how strong must this guy be?

The old man's head rolled on the ground, found the right time, and flew up, trying to rush out of the window.

But Lin Jue was one step faster than him, directly closing the window and looking at him with a smile: "Old man, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"My grandma is about to give birth, I have to go back and see my uncle." The old man showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Don't worry." Lin Jue grabbed his hair and threw him back on the coffee table: "I also have a few questions to ask you."

He played with the fruit knife, and strands of flames danced on the blade.

What terrifying flames!

The old man's head felt his scalp tingle. The flames gave him a feeling of extreme danger, a fear from the depths of his soul, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

This kid is definitely a super strong human, possessing the strength to fight against the depths of the mist!

He thought that Lin Jue had only revealed a little bit of his strength to scare him, but little did he know that this was already all of Lin Jue's strength.

"You ask." Because of fear, the old man's address changed.

Lin Jue said solemnly: "What exactly is the mist? Where does it come from? Is there another world inside?"