Fortune telling is so accurate, you call this psychological consultation?

Chapter 41 Ghost Master
She made up this sentence in order to prevent these artists from panicking and running around to disturb the evil spirits.

After a while, according to the procedure, they will go to another room to rest.

Of course, the premise is that as long as Tokimikawa doesn't expose her.

Fortunately, Tokimikawa was not so free, and he didn't even say hello to her.

In short, when they left this room, it was when Zhibei first transcended the Yin Corpse.

After hearing this, all the artists slowly looked up and saw the strange woman they had seen in the hotel last time, and immediately relaxed their vigilance.

Most of them had guessed that Zhibei Chu was an NPC and had no suspicion.

A simple greeting did the trick.

"hello"

"Finally someone has come to save us. The master is here. It's up to you tonight."

"There is indeed a ghost. I was frightened several times and chased me all over the place. When I saw him after a while, I asked the master to be the first to collect him."

"Master's sunglasses are very cool. It's so dark and you're wearing sunglasses. Can you see clearly?"

Zhibei Chu's long eyelashes closed slightly, ignoring their teasing, and tried her best to play the role of a quiet "master"

At the same time, she stood by the door, looking at the situation outside the door carefully along the gap.

Looking closer, the group of inferi were all wearing shrouds, their faces were black and blue, their muscles had stiffened, and even their exposed hands had corpse spots and wrinkles.

None of them opened their eyes, and they walked around for almost ten times before going downstairs one by one.

Qi Xi heard the footsteps and turned around to ask everyone: "What are the NPCs doing outside?"

"I don't know! I just heard a big noise, like something was being carried in."

"It's terrible, I'm not going out, I'm tired and sleepy now, are we really going to stay here tonight?"

"It's probably some scary stuff again. I will never appear in Director Zhang's variety show in the future. Half of my life is almost gone."

The last sentence was said by Yuan Weiwei.

She and Tokimikawa were the only ones who dared to say such things. Even if other silly artists knew it was a joke, they would never dare to speak.

"Quickly solve the puzzle. I saw it said that if this lock is opened, there will be a way to the lounge."

"I hope the quilt can be thicker at night. Won't this environment separate us?"

"No, we will live together even if we are separated."

Everyone's words to each other were full of despair and worry.

Zhibeichu discovered that except for solving the mystery, Tokimikawa never said any words from beginning to end, and he didn't even show fear.

Ok……

As expected of someone she has been a fan of, he is really awesome.

Time gradually passed by half an hour.

Can Guan opened his mouth wide and yawned, and couldn't help but half-squint his almond-shaped eyes.

Zhibei Chu leaned into its ear and whispered softly: "Five cat strips, one per day."

Only then did Can Guan jump out of Wuyou's arms and pace back and forth in the room to cheer up.

Until the mystery set up by the program team is solved.

Everyone cheered for a while before taking the password and opening another lock.

Behind the door... facing the long corridor leading out of the stairs, you can have an unobstructed view of the hall.

But there was no light, so I couldn't see clearly.

Zhibeichu walked up to everyone with Wuyou and finally started to say the third sentence tonight.

"Hold your breath and focus, look straight ahead, lower your head and bend over. Don't look around, don't make a sound, and step as lightly as you can. Otherwise, you will be in trouble tonight."

The artists were exhausted and no one wanted to be chased by "ghosts" again, so they all agreed.

The corridor is separated by wood, and the guardrails are very low. You can see what's going on underneath the building at a glance.

Zhibeichu walked in the front.

An accidental glance...

Even though Bao was mentally prepared, his heart still suddenly tightened.

The coffin had been opened, and the air was filled with the smell of decaying corpses, but there was no body inside.

The group of Inferi were kneeling on the ground in rows, their joints twisted due to rigor mortis.Weird.

Zhibeichu had goosebumps all over his body.

It's not because the scene is too scary.

But this behavior is very strange, as if he is greeting someone.

Thinking of what Wuyou said, there is a ghost king who belongs to them in this house.

Zhibei Chu's heart almost jumped into her throat.

Just after walking a certain distance, someone behind him whispered: "What the hell, it stinks."

The Inferi below instantly turned around, eyes wide open.

The sound of bones twisting is particularly clear in the extreme silence.

Zhibei Chu's face darkened.

With the first, there is the second.

Zhou Miao, who had relaxed her vigilance, glanced downstairs, controlled the urge to scream, and covered her mouth tightly. Her scalp was so numb that she didn't dare to move anymore.

The people behind were a little anxious. No one wanted to smell this stench again, so they reached out and pushed her lower back.

There was another small sound.

The door opened instantly, attracting everyone's attention.

Under the moonlight that filtered in from the house, the eight people who came in had slender figures, and their walking postures were weird, as if their bones were broken, but their backs were very straight.

The leader was an old male corpse, with a bureaucratic air of arrogance. There were female corpses standing beside him, all of them painted with makeup, but they couldn't hide the dark complexion on their faces.

These... look like the former owners of this house.

Artists have never seen this scene before.

No matter how scared I was by the NPC today, it was like a joke compared to now.

Those who were not as courageous as Zhou Miao had already screamed.

"what--!"

Naturally, it also attracted the attention of all the Inferi.

Zhi Beichu suppressed the strong urge to curse and said to the artists behind him: "Run quickly and go back to the room."

Some of the artists behind heard it, stood up, and wanted to run away, but because they were recording a program, they waited patiently for the seniors behind them.

Some legs were numb from squatting, and they were holding on to the wall and wanted to cry. They did not dare to get up even after being supported for a long time.

This is normal.

Everyone was tired and thought that the people below were still NPCs and would not really come up to catch them. It would not be a big deal if they ran late.

Zhibei Chu frowned and urged again: "Hurry up."

The old male corpse raised his creaking arm, pointed to the second floor, and let out a breath of air from the corner of his mouth.

Those slaves who were kneeling on the ground all stood up, looking ready to move over here at any time.

It seems like he is afraid of something.

Can Guan said seriously: "These Inferi will not let you go."

Wuyou had already tore open the cloth bag, took out a handful of white powder and sprinkled it on the stairs. What he was holding in his hand was a golden coin sword.

"Half-immortal, don't be afraid."

Zhibei was startled for the first time.

As expected of a disciple of Jinyuan Mountain, he is a professional ghost hunter and is fierce.

Can Guan's round eyes reflected clear light: "He can catch ghosts, but it takes time and he can't protect so many people behind him."

The corners of Zhibeichu's mouth suddenly sank.

The director in the surveillance camera couldn't calm down for a long time when he saw the sudden appearance of ghosts. He was even considering whether to terminate the recording.

But after spending so much time and energy, he couldn't bear it.

We can only believe in Zhibeichu despite the pressure. We hold a walkie-talkie and dial 110 on our mobile phone, and we are ready to stop at any time despite the surveillance.

(End of this chapter)