Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Chapter 42

He Yuandao: "You mean, someone hid and raised these ghosts?"

Wu Qi nodded.

"It's no wonder that the couple are not very ghostly, they can both become ghosts, but what's the use of raising this ghost," He Yuan said, "A family of five, only the old lady is a bit capable."

"Maybe he didn't want to raise them," Xu Chengyu said rarely, with a cold expression, "he wanted to hide them."

As soon as this was said, everyone was silent for a few seconds.

He Yuan looked to the side: "Jing Luo, what do you think?"

"Huh?" Jing Luo withdrew his gaze and shook his head slightly, "Excuse me, where have you guys been chatting?"

"Don't worry," He Yuan saw his thoughts and said, "He should wake up in a while."

Just after finishing speaking, the door opened, and more than a dozen staff members came in, including their photographer.

The staff looked surprised: "Why didn't you lock the door when you slept?"

"It's freezing cold, and no one will come," He Yuan got up, "It's so early today?"

It was only early six o'clock, and usually the staff would not come until around seven o'clock at 07:30.

"There is no major problem with the wires outside. We want to confirm the circuit in the house again." The staff greeted with a smile, and after a group of people came in, they closed the door behind them.

Just as the door was closed, there was another slight knock on the door.

The staff opened the door, and Xu Yang was outside.

She tightened her down jacket and trotted in: "It's really cold outside, close the door."

After the door was closed tightly, she asked, "Why did you all disappear when I got up together? It scared me to death."

"Isn't this coming here first?" The leading staff member smiled unabated, "I thought that the wires would be repaired early, so it would be convenient for filming."

"I'm not here, so you can't shoot either!" Xu Yang felt puzzled and looked around, "Why didn't you see the director?"

"The snow is a little lighter today, maybe it's because I went to see Lutong."

"Is it cold for you to sleep here last night?" Xu Yang leaned over and touched Wu Qi's hand, "...how come you are warmer than me in the heating room."

Wu Qi pulled out his hand: "Get up."

"He didn't wake up, or fell asleep again," Song Yi's photographer stood beside them, wondering, "We're about to start filming."

Just as Jing Luo was about to say something, he saw the eyelashes of the people around him trembling.

woke up.

Song Yi is not like ordinary people, he has to squint his eyes for a long time when he wakes up. He suddenly opened his eyes with clear eyes, which startled the photographer who poked his head over.

With abundant physical strength, he understood what happened in a flash, and his first reaction was to turn his head to look at Jing Luo.

Jing Luo quickly retracted his gaze and got up: "I'll make breakfast today."

Song Yi followed immediately: "...together."

With the photographer behind him, Jing Luo took out a dozen eggs from the refrigerator and prepared to fry them.

Song Yi pursed his lips, with a cautious tone, and asked him in a low voice: "Have I slept for a long time?"

Jing Luo hummed, but couldn't hear any emotion.

Song Yi couldn't tell whether he was angry or not.

"How many eggs do you eat?" Jing Luo suddenly turned around and asked him.

"two."

Jing Luo nodded, but according to his previous habit at home, he bet three.

Several people were sitting on the sofa, eating with plates in their hands, and no one was sitting at the dining table.

After getting along in the past few days, not only the guests are not so unfamiliar, but the program team has also relaxed a lot, and they are not forced to go to the dinner table.

While eating, the cell phone of the staff member who came in first suddenly rang.

His ringtone was very ear-piercing, successfully attracting everyone's attention.

Jing Luo glanced at him, and was about to bow his head.

"What?" The staff member held the phone, stood up suddenly, with a horrified expression, "What happened?!"

This time, everyone stopped what they were doing.

"...Impossible, Xue Mingming became smaller this morning!" The staff walked back and forth anxiously, "They only went out for less than half an hour."

"You...you should be careful yourself. If we don't see them for a while, we'll go out and look for them."

After hanging up the phone, someone immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

"The director and the others had an accident." His expression was serious.

Xu Yang: "Isn't it?! What happened?"

"It was said that there was a sudden avalanche, and many people were buried. Only one staff member who turned back halfway survived." His voice was weak, as if he was frightened, shaking his hands, "No, I have to call the police first."

Jing Luo was also stunned.

He didn't expect that something really happened after just recording a show?

"Avalanche?" He frowned, "Will there be an avalanche here?"

The house is backed by a mountain, but the mountain is not too high, it is on the edge of the city.And although yesterday's snow was heavy, it was not an exaggeration. It was the heavy snow that they would fall this winter.

Seeing their doubts, the staff said: "It may be that the snow has accumulated too thickly. It seems that the show will not be filmed, and the snow outside has increased a lot. It will be dangerous to go out without authorization. Let's wait for a while. Rescue It should be here soon."

"But we stayed here for one night, and we didn't feel the avalanche at all." He Yuan raised his brows lightly, and asked, "The staff member who called you back, are you sure they are dead after seeing the director?"

Having said so much before, no one directly mentioned the word 'death', but now that it is said, the atmosphere is a lot heavier.

"Almost, he said he couldn't even see people."

Xu Yang was frightened and dumbfounded: "What, what's going on? Is it really fatal?"

Jing Luo turned his head and looked out the window, sure enough, the snow was getting heavier.

but……

"It's not enough to ask for help," Song Yi beside him said, "There is nothing outside the house."

The outside of the house is still the same as yesterday, calm as usual, and there is no trace of the avalanche at all.

Xu Yang: "Do you mean that there is no need for rescue? No! I must wait for the first rescue here... I can't get out if I am killed..."

She didn't expect to hear this kind of thing when she got up together, and she was so frightened that she couldn't eat breakfast. She put the breakfast on the table, and the sound of the plate made a "ding—" on the glass table, which disturbed herself instead Mood.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere in the house suddenly became much heavier.

Although he thought the matter was very strange, Jing Luo was still a little upset when he suddenly heard that the staff he had been with for a few days had died.

"Everything happened, why are you still filming?" Song Yi moved closer to him, and said to the follower next to him, "You are very professional."

The follower coughed lightly.

There was a heavy knock on the door, which startled everyone.

The person by the door immediately opened the door, and a staff member stumbled in, yelling, "They're all dead! They're all dead! They're all frozen..."

In the middle of speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, his face full of disbelief, he subconsciously took a few steps back, turned around and wanted to run.

Xu Chengyu easily held her back: "What's the matter, explain it clearly."

Seeing that he couldn't run, the man was about to cry.

He stretched out his finger and pointed tremblingly at the staff in the room.

"They, they are all dead!!!"

"What are you talking about?" said the staff member closest to him, "Didn't it be the director who died?"

"But you are dead too!" He said hoarsely, "I saw you on the way back. You were all lying on the snow next to the power line. You were almost buried by the snow. You are all dead!!!"

Jing Luo's goosebumps came up, and his scalp felt numb. He couldn't help looking at the staff in the room. They were clean and there was nothing.

Just as he was thinking, his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.

He was startled, turned around and saw that it was Song Yi, and lowered his voice, "Don't be afraid, look, the photographer is still filming."

Jing Luo didn't break free, but he soon calmed down a lot.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The staff smiled: "You read it wrong."

"How can you still laugh!" Xu Yang cried out in fright.

Bang bang bang!

The window behind Jing Luo was suddenly knocked loudly, he was startled for a moment, then stepped aside to look out.

Outside the window, the director was desperately filming the window, and there were several people behind.

His voice came in through the window, the volume was not loud, and the sound was indistinct.

"The door is blocked by snow! You open the window, we climbed in through the window! Something happened just now, several staff members froze to death next to the wires for no reason, and a staff member who turned back also disappeared ..." The director stopped in the middle of speaking.

He saw the people in the house clearly, his eyes widened suddenly.

But Jing Luo's eyes were wider than his.

Because he saw a little boy standing behind the director and the others.

He raised his head and stared at the direction of the attic without blinking. After a while, he slowly lowered his head and met Jing Luo's eyes.

He took a few deep breaths, looked carefully, and after confirming that there was no ghost on the director's body, he broke away from Song Yi's hand, opened the window, and the cold wind blew in.

"Come in quickly!"

This move, not to mention the people in the room, even the director outside was stunned.

"I... I still won't go in, they are all dead!"

Xu Yang screamed: "Jing Luo, what are you doing!—"

Jing Luo said calmly: "There is a little boy behind you, and he is about to pounce on him. It is the child who died in the house. Are you sure you can come up?"

He has a serious expression, and his eyes drift back from time to time, which is definitely enough to bluff people.

At this time, I don't know if it was a hallucination or what, the director and his team really heard the sound of footsteps behind them, very soft, not like the sound of adults stepping on the snow.

"He's here."

"..." The director patted the window, "Then why climb through the window! Hurry up and open the door! Let's go in through the door!"