Zhang Cheng spoke incoherently, but Jiang Luo understood what he meant.

As Zhang Cheng looks at Zhang Feng in the upside-down position, the baby ghost is also looking down in the same position, from between Zhang Fengs legs and face to face with Zhang Cheng. Between Zhang Fengs legs, it came face to face with Zhang Cheng.

Jiang Luo knocked Zhang Cheng unconscious and looked up sharply, Zhang Cheng is unconscious! Someone come with me and take him to the infirmary.

Lu Youyi ran over to Zhang Cheng and helped him out, Ill do it.

The dead ghost, who had been indifferent, frowned and came over to pick up Zhang Cheng and put him on his back.

The others were stopped by the staff and the four of them walked quickly to the infirmary. After placing Zhang Cheng on the bed, they took the opportunity to meet with the general director.

The chief director shook their hands politely, and when he saw the dead man, he hesitated: Is this one too?

Jiang Luo nods, not meaning to say anything more. The director-in-chief wisely asked no more questions, but pulled up the video of the ghost game.

There are three angles to the video, and they watch it with full attention. The rear view is the clearest, with a flash of darkness around Zhang Fengs feet.

The shadow is so unobtrusive that it even looks like a shadow from the filming of a machine slide. The director slowed down the video and watched it back and forth several times, but did not see a baby under Zhang Fengs feet.

The chief director was tingling in his heart and couldnt help but say, Did Zhang Cheng make a mistake?

Director, you better hope hes right, Lu Youyi says with a straight face, something that can be found is much better than something that is unknown.

The chief director, a fat man, couldnt help but wipe the sweat from his forehead after hearing him say this, The master is right.

Jiang Luo watched the video with a frown on his face. For some reason, he felt that there was something out of place in the video, but he couldnt tell what was out of place.

Ye Xun went through Zhang Fengs profile and was surprised, One of the dead trainers was with the same company as Zhang Feng?

Thats right, the trainee in your bed, his name is Li Zhen, the chief director said, Li Zhen and Zhang Feng were a duo when they arrived, but after the rating stage, Li Zhen was B and Zhang Feng was C. When they were in the training room, Li Zhen got closer and closer to the other two trainee companies. During the training sessions, Li Zhen became closer and closer to two other trainers from the company, namely Chen Lezhi and Lin Xiao, who also died.

The four of them are also very close because of Li Zhen, and they often have dinner together.

Ye Xun thought for a moment, No wonder. No wonder Zhang Feng is so hostile towards me, saying that Im taking someone elses place but Ive heard that Zhang Feng and Li Zhen have had friction.

The trainees were in a closed recording studio, and most of the things that happened could not escape the ears of the programme team. The chief director says skillfully, Its just a few little things that come and go, either because Li Zhen is getting more and more popular and hes getting worse and worse, or because Li Zhen doesnt want to talk to Zhang Feng anymore, but theres no other reason.

Jiang Luo listened with two minds and was a bit distracted when he watched the video, Didnt you guys ever suspect that Zhang Feng had something to do with the three dead trainees?

Of course we suspected it, the chief director said bitterly, but Zhang Feng was either in the training room or sleeping in the dormitory when the practitioner died, and he had an alibi.

After that, he hesitated, Speaking of Zhang Feng, I remember one more thing. We put down all the deaths of the trainees and told them that we were withdrawing from the competition. The others didnt suspect anything, but Zhang Fengs face was so ugly that he took the day off from work kept wrapping himself up in a blanket and had a high fever at night We guessed he was upset because Li Zhen was also gone and was having a hard time.

Is it really just apprehension because a fellow company mate has left the show without a word?

Jiang Luo thinks it cant be that simple.

Perhaps Zhang Feng knew that Li Zhen was dead when he was notified of the trainee withdrawal.

He was afraid, of the three Li Zhens deaths, or of the truth of Li Zhens death?

Or was he afraid that death would come to him?

Jiang Luo looked back, but remembered that in addition to the three trainees, another person behind the scenes had also died.

The dead staff member was an ordinary looking woman, neither intending to debut nor having an enviable audience, and usually working with such a low presence that if not for this incident, the director would not have been able to call her by name, and she had nothing in common with the three trainees.

There is another thunderclap outside, the computer network is jammed and the screen is frozen for a moment as Zhang Feng lowers his head.

This day, the director sighed and whispered, is so varied.

Jiang Luo Yu Guang glanced across the computer screen, Yeah, its raining when it says its raining he slowly stopped his voice.

Ye Xun asked, Whats wrong?

Jiang Luo looked down at his computer, Is Zhang Feng no shadow?

Ye Xun froze and looked down.

The shadows indoors are not as pronounced as in the outdoor sunlight, but theyre not quite there either.

Ye Xun looked around Zhang Feng inch by inch and nodded, He has no shadow.

Jiang Luo said at once: Director, bring us the video of Li Zhen before he died.

The director hurriedly went to call the video for them.

The video is the latest video of the three Li Zhen men before they died, and in it, upon closer inspection, you can see that all three of them are also without shadows.

The director could hardly believe it, he was living in ordinary society after all, and looked back and forth several times before he slumped in his chair and said, Its really haunted

It has to do with Zhang Feng, said Jiang Luo, who was in a better mood because he had a clue: From him, it will be a breakthrough.

After watching the video, several people said goodbye to the director.

It was raining loudly outside and it was as cloudy as six or seven oclock at night. But at least there is some light, and Jiang Luo walks quickly towards the dormitory building, remembering the monsters that only appear in the dark.

The umbrella almost blew away in the wind, and Jiang Luos shoes were soaked all the way down to the dormitory building. He put away his umbrella, damp with water droplets, and a human shape soaked through the outer wall on the ground floor.

Like which one got wet and hit the wall.

Lu Youyi asked, Jiang Luo, what do we do now?

Jiang Luo withdrew his eyes, Zhang Cheng only said that there was a ghost around him and he reacted so emotionally, Zhang Feng definitely knows something, but he just doesnt want to say it. Lets try to provoke him a little.

Without delay, the four of them arrived at Zhang Fengs dormitory.

Zhang Feng, however, was not in the hostel.

Jiang Luo hid on the balcony and called the director, who said incredulously, That cant be, someone from our directors team saw him enter the dormitory. Wait, Ill check the CCTV.

Five minutes later the director called back, He went into the dormitory, grabbed something and rushed out again, and now he doesnt know where hes gone.

Jiang Luo contemplates.

A voice suddenly rang out on the other end of the line, Director, who are you talking to on the phone?

With a magnetic voice and a hint of teasing, it is Qin Fan.

The director said Oh no, I almost forgot about this one, he said smilingly, Teacher Qin, I was too busy with the sudden accident just now, I didnt scare you, right?

Qin Fan was just asking a casual question, not intending to pry into peoples privacy, he smiled and sat next to the director, Ive always been very timid, and I dont say, it seemed to really scare me, I was just wondering if there was a real ghost in that hall.

After saying that, he thought for a moment and said languidly, Its still a shock.

The director was also startled, he had been getting hairs on his back ever since he knew there was a real ghost here, and always felt that something was staring at him in the dark. Pushing himself and others, he said worriedly, Does Mr. Qin feel uncomfortable anywhere?

The sound of their conversation reached Jiang Luos ears. Jiang Luo leans against the side of his dormitory bed, eyes closed, listening quietly.

After chatting with Qin Fan for a few minutes, the director stepped aside alone and whispered to Jiang Luo, Master, Mr. Qin is now frightened with a slight fever, I am afraid that something dirty has haunted Mr. Qin, can you come and take a look at it?

He added, Its raining so much today that weve arranged a room for Mr. Qin, so if the master can come, he doesnt have to go back. There is a vacant room right next door to Teacher Qin, and the regulations are better than the practice dormitory.

Jiang Luo did not say anything and waited patiently.

The director cautiously tried, Master, Ill raise your money here?

Jiang Luo lifted his eyes and smiled, Ill make the trip then.

Jiang Luos clothes were already half wet when he arrived at Qin Fans door, having come and gone in the wind and rain. Qin Fan opened the door for him with a listless and frail look, Please come in.

Jiang Luo walks in nonchalantly, the wet soles of his shoes dirtying the clean floor.

Qin Fan didnt care and good-naturedly held his slippers out to him, Youre soaking wet, why dont you take a shower first?

Jiang Luo was the only one who could watch him with equanimity as such a big star went about his business. He put on his slippers, the wet clothes were really uncomfortable on his body, and the words he wanted to refuse passed through his mouth, That would be a problem.

Qin Fan found him a suit and Jiang Luo walked into the bathroom.

Given that it is not his own place, Jiang Luo simply takes a hot shower and is washed and dressed five minutes later. The clothes were in Qin Fans size and still bore the tags of new clothes that had not been worn.

He rolled his sleeves upwards and stepped out in a hot haze of wet hair.

Qin Fan poured him a cup of coffee and sat down on the sofa to wait for him, very approachable, I heard about you from the director, Maestro, he stifled a smile, finding the title amusing, how do you plan to cure me?

Simple, Jiang Luo didnt touch his coffee and raised an eyebrow at him, Got a beer?

Qin Fan brought him a cold beer, Jiang Luo took a sip and leaned back comfortably on the sofa, Teacher Qin, you have to give me a white porcelain bowl and a cigarette.

These were good finds and were quickly laid out on the table.

Jiang Luo lit the talisman paper and threw it into the bowl, taking the water and pouring it in after the paper had burned to ashes.

The clear water became cloudy and Jiang Luo lit his cigarette and took a leisurely puff inside his lips, his wet hair still dripping down. He glanced sideways at Qin Fan and apologised, Mr Qin, sorry, we dont have sandalwood now, well have to use cigarettes instead.

With those words, he shook the ashes in the bowl and, before Qin Qin could react, stirred the water with his cigarette.

Drink this bowl and Mr. Qin will be fine, Jiang Luo laughed as he took the soaked cigarette out and set it aside, and you wont have nightmares at night, youll sleep well as usual.

Qin Fan looked at the bowl of water and said, in a word, Do you really want to drink it like that?

Jiang Luo said, Didnt you say you were frightened?

Qin Fan sighed, bowed his head and drank the bowl of charm water into his stomach.

Jiang Luo stared at him intently, and Qin Fan, his throat rolling, surprisingly finished his drink in one gulp.

The talismanic water inside is not an amulet but a suppressing talisman, a first-class Fu Lu written by Jiang Luo who is getting better and better.

Drinking this bowl of suppression charm is much more useful than sticking it on the outside. If Qin Fan is a puppet of an evil spirit, this bowl will cut off the evil spirits control. If he is a puppet of an evil spirit, it will be even worse. If the evil spirit drinks the suppression charm, he will be seriously injured at the very least.

But Qin Fan just put the bowl down with a bitter face and said to Jiang Luo, laughing and crying, This tastes really weird.

Without changing a bit, he said naturally, But dont say that, maybe its a psychological effect, I really feel much more relaxed and a bit sleepy.

Jiang Luo does not see anything, is Qin Fan not Chi You?

He sighed imperceptibly and stood up, Take a rest, Mr. Qin, and wake up after a good nights sleep, and everything will be fine.

Qin Fan could not stand the strange smell and rushed into the bathroom to rinse his mouth, saying as he walked away, Okay, you should go back and rest too, Im sorry for your trouble today.

The door sounded closed.

In the bathroom, Qin Fan lifts her face from the sink, her face moist and warm with a certain unholy sensuality.

A few seconds later, a line of bright red blood slid down the corner of his mouth.

He wiped away the blood and smeared the corners of his lips red, and his blood-stained lips slowly curled into a strange smile.

*

Jiang Luo returns to his room.

Throughout the afternoon, the rain outside became heavier and heavier, and Zhang Feng did not return to the hostel.

Jiang Luo has had a good nights sleep and wakes up to go to the toilet. The layout of his room is the same as Qin Fans room next door, with a large seductive bath in the bathroom.

Jiang Luo had taken a bath at Qin Fans in the morning too quickly to enjoy it. He put hot water in the bath.

The dark-haired young man removes his shirt, revealing a beautiful spine with shoulder blades like butterflies fluttering. Jiang Luo places his hands on the edge of his trousers and is about to remove them when he suddenly lifts his eyes to look to the side.

A small window in the bathroom faces the darkness, and that voyeuristic feeling comes back as the rain pulls long trails across it.

Jiang Luo walks over and pulls the curtain closed with an expressionless face.

This feeling follows the other side like a shadow, hiding in an unknown corner. The unknown represents fear, wandering, and Jiang Luo finally knows why Chi You chose this as a gambling game.

Because the evil spirit is so clear, when he doesnt appear, Jiang Luo is constantly on edge, constantly thinking about who he is and what hes doing, constantly rendering him a powerful, terrifying enemy in the unknown, the mystery deepening in the imagination, and if Chi You is never found, then Jiang Luo will always be in this loop.

By now, at least, half of Jiang Luos mind is on who Chi You is.

Wouldnt this be just what the evil spirits want?

Jiang Luos grinding teeth sounded as he forced himself to calm down. Soaking himself in the tub.

The water temperature is on the high side and very comfortable.

Half an hour later, Jiang Luo lazily opens his eyes and picks up his mobile phone, which he has set aside.

There is an unread message on the phone that was sent ten minutes ago.

[Tonights game is on.]

[My dear beloved, have you found out who I am?]

Jiang Luo looked at the time, it was only 9pm.

Last night the evil spirits came after midnight to haunt him. Last night the evil spirits came after midnight to disturb him, but today they came a full three hours earlier.

The excitement of the evil spirits was evident to anyone.

He didnt bother with the text message, and after two minutes, the evil spirit dialed in to talk.

Jiang Luo also didnt press connect, but as if Mr. Evil knew what he was thinking, the phone picked up on its own.

The voice on the other side was helpless, as if Jiang Luo had done something wrong by refusing the evil spirits call, You seem a little perfunctory to me.

If you had eyes or a brain, Jiang Luos voice also breathes languor as he casually fiddles with the splash, you would know that this is not called some, but very much.

The evil spirit seemed to be aggrieved and said, Am I not the one you love?

According to you, I am also the one you love. Youve had a crush on me for a long time, youve been courting me for a long time, youre still unforgiving of me even after youre dead, and youre calling from the underworld, Jiang Luo , Your love for me is unique enough.

The evil spirit smothered a laugh that grew louder and louder, like a madman: Dont you like it?

He expected the dark-haired youth to say he didnt like it, but instead there was the lone sound of water on the other end of the line. The youth seemed to stand up from the water, which pattered and slid down his chest to the side of his legs, followed by the sound of bare feet walking on tiles.

The sound of clothes fondling is noisy, but so detailed that one wonders whether the purpose of the call is a death threat or an ear to spy a fragrant . A luscious dressing down.

Chi Yous mood, which had been pleasant, suddenly became somewhat subtle.

The sensation is like drifting into an ocean of fallen leaves, a mere weak leaf that has no effect on the sea. The bottom of the sea remains deep, thick and unpredictable.

But the evil spirit was a little distracted.

Every now and then his fingers tapped scatteredly on the table.

The evil spirit liked interesting things, and waiting for the dark-haired youth to get dressed was undoubtedly a tedious affair; he should have spoken up, given a friendly reminder, or been impatient and got straight to the point.

But the evil spirit did not make a sound at the moment for some reason.

Finally, the cacophony stops.

The dark-haired youths voice resumed.

He gave a soft laugh, No, I enjoyed it.