Chapter 499 Hotel Escape 5
Chapter 499 Hotel Escape 5
Qin Jincheng frowned: "You mean, my corpse is also here?"
Wen Yunlin: "According to your findings, every ghost with a complete soul body you have seen has a skeleton nearby. Can we infer from this that this is the setting of this world? , then you, who are in the state of a ghost as soon as you enter, will there be a corresponding body nearby?" After a pause, Wen Yunlin continued: "Maybe it is not your real body, but there should be a body, Only then can it match the plot of this world.”
Qin Jincheng: "Isn't it the real me?"
Wen Yunlin: "Think about it, you didn't die, you just entered a small world, how could there be a corpse here? It must be that this world randomly placed a corpse in order to fit the plot, and regarded it as yours. And there should be some clues there."
Qin Jincheng: "..."
Qin Jinsheng looked at Wen Yunlin: "Yunlin, is there a possibility that the moment I entered this world, my soul was separated from my body, my body was thrown into an unknown place, and my soul became a character in the plot?" Part of it, it’s like after you came down from the sixth floor, you received new tasks and became part of the plot.”
But if this guess is true, then it means that Qin Jinsheng will be a dead person the moment he enters this world!
If this is just a plot, what about when he left this world?
Can he still return to his original form?
Thinking of this, Wen Yunlin's expression became more serious.
If at the beginning, they just regarded Qin Jinsheng's state as one of the plots of this world, and the world system made a random assignment for the taskers to complete the task, and Qin Jinsheng happened to be assigned such a special identity, then now ...
Wen Yunlin stood up abruptly, a bit of cold air came out of his body, and he was about to freeze everything he touched.
Seeing him striding out of the rest room, Qin Jincheng immediately followed him: "Yun Lin, what do you want to do?"
Wen Yunlin: "Didn't you say that you first appeared in the utility room of the underground parking lot? I'll dig there now!"
Qin Jinsheng hurriedly stopped: "No! Wait! I don't think it's necessary yet!"
Wen Yunlin: "No need?!"
Qin Jincheng: "Although my soul has left my body, I am the strongest in this state. If this world deliberately targets me to make me become this, then this will be made by the world system. Wrong choice!"
"Mr. Lin! Where are you going? I'm about to call you, and you're coming up for the next scene." A member of the production team trotted over here, just in time to see Wen Yunlin walking towards the elevator.
Wen Yunlin was slightly surprised: "It's my turn? Didn't Director Li say that I won't be able to film my scene this afternoon?"
The crew: "That's all director Li's angry words. After all, you saw it just now. The shooting effect of those people...was not very good. NG only passed one after a few times. The original plan was seriously delayed, but it's okay. Mr. Quan Yao is in a very good condition today, basically one pass, and he can catch up with a few more."
Qin Jinsheng: "You complete the task on your bracelet first, and I don't have to worry about it."
Wen Yunlin: "You already have your own plans?"
Qin Jincheng nodded: "Tonight, after tonight, if you still can't solve it, then go find my body."
Only then did Wen Yunlin look at the crew: "I see, do you need to touch up your makeup?"
"Of course!"
In this scene, Wen Yunlin had no lines, because his mouth was covered by the ghost that caught him.
In the play, he was tied up in the monitoring room by ghosts, unable to move his whole body, and could only watch helplessly as the hero captured by the monitoring was fighting with those ugly ghosts and was injured.
Director Li patiently told the play to Wen Yunlin: "You have to imagine that there is a ghost floating beside you, covering your mouth, deliberately making you whimper in pain because of your shortness of breath. There is no way to release it through words, you can only vent it with your eyes, can you understand?"
"..." Wen Yunlin turned his head slowly, looked at Qin Jincheng who was standing beside him, from top to bottom.
Director Li shook his head: "No, no, Mr. Lin, why are you still blushing? There is an evil ghost standing next to you. You should be afraid, trembling with fear."
Qin Evil Ghost Jinsheng: "..."
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It was afternoon in a blink of an eye, and the crew who had finished their boxed lunches were busy again.
The one-day rent on this floor of the hotel is not cheap, so even though director Li and screenwriter Wang and others had seen ghosts last night, the night shooting continued.
Before zero, everything was going on in an orderly manner.
After zero o'clock, the wind on the side of the step ladder gradually increased, and Guan Ming arrived as expected.
After zero o'clock, Guan Ming's ghostly energy surged, and his entire soul body was several times larger than that of the day, as if a large cloud of black energy was rolling in, grinning his teeth, with a ferocious face: "Give me back my life!"
Seeing this, many players took out their own life-saving props to protect themselves in front of them.
Guan Ming had heard Qin Jinsheng's words during the day, and knew in advance that there would be more people who could see him tonight, so he didn't catch anyone who could see him as the person who hurt him, but from the crew. Everyone passed by, regardless of whether they showed that they could see him or not, Guan Ming tried his best to show his scariest appearance.
As a result, the scene fell into chaos, and some people could only feel a gust of cool wind blowing by, but the player and the four people intuitively saw Guan Ming's terrifying ghostly appearance!
Director Li's four people reacted most violently. They screamed like last night, yelling that the ghost is coming again, and then ran away!
Wen Yunlin subconsciously wanted to condense an ice sword, but was stopped by Qin Jincheng's raised hand.
Qin Jincheng is very clear about how to control his soul body, so even if Qin Jincheng himself is unwilling to show his body at night, these people cannot see him. On the contrary, if Qin Jincheng is willing to show his body, then just like last night, everyone can see to see him.
Wen Yunlin: "Don't do it?"
Qin Jincheng: "This is the play I want you to watch."
There are a total of twelve players, and all of these players can see the ghost Guan Ming, and apart from these twelve special people, Director Li, Editor Wang and the two employees can see Guan Ming.
In other words, if there is someone else who can see Guan Ming besides these people, then it can be basically confirmed that that person is the real culprit who killed Guan Ming!
The real culprit was not found yesterday because only those four people said they could see ghosts, and the real culprit may have consciously hidden it.
But tonight, more people could see Guan Ming, and some players even used props directly to fight the ghost Guan Ming.
After realizing that many people can see Duo Guanming, the real culprit might reveal some lies!
Qin Jinsheng looked around, his gaze swept over the faces of every crew member, watching their micro-expressions and small movements, quickly distinguishing them in his heart.
But unfortunately, except for the dozen or so people, the others really didn't respond, obviously they couldn't see Guan Ming at all.
More people in the production team looked at the players with bewildered faces, swinging their fists, sweeping their legs, and waving the weapons in their hands.
"Where is the ghost? Can you see it?"
"I can't see it! No!"
"Why are those people shaking their fists at the air?"
"Could it be crazy?"
"Eh? Where's Xiao Liu? Why is Xiao Liu missing? He's still holding my things!"
"Just now I seem to see him yelling that there is a ghost, and then he went to the step ladder."
Qin Jincheng was looking for the suspected murderer among these people, when he heard this conversation suddenly, his heart tightened, he turned around and ran towards the steps!
Qin Jincheng rushed to the stairs with a brisk stride, and before he went downstairs, he saw a person falling down under the stairs!
It was Xiao Liu who was scared away by Guan Ming's ghost just now!
Xiao Liu lay down at the bottom of the stairs, his body curled up slightly in pain, his head was cut, blood flowed out from the wound, and within a short while, a small puddle formed on the ground.
However, Qin Jinsheng had been screening the crowd just now, and he didn't see anyone else running over with Xiao Liu at all!
"This is... what's going on?" Wen Yunlin followed closely, followed by several players.
When these players saw Wen Yunlin suddenly running towards the steps, they thought there was some special plot, so they hurried over to check, but unexpectedly saw someone lying down the stairs with a wound on his head bleeding profusely.
"How to do?"
"Call an ambulance, what else can I do?"
"There's no signal at all!"
"Then get the medicine box!"
A group of people immediately took action.
Qin Jincheng was worried that they would not rescue him in time, so he secretly touched a few acupuncture points on Xiao Liu's body, temporarily stopping his bleeding.
After a period of chaos, everyone took Xiao Liu back to the room to rest, and left a few people to look after him.
Qin Jinsheng naturally hid himself as a ghost, and stayed in the room to check on Xiao Liu's situation.
To be honest, with the chaotic situation just now, plus Xiao Liu yelling that there was a ghost, and then running to the other side of the stairs, it was indeed easy to be mistaken for Xiao Liu falling down the stairs by himself.
But this is not the first time a member of the crew has fallen downstairs.
Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, what about three times?
After a while, Xiao Liu became a little more conscious.
Of course, this scene was seen by the people standing beside him.
"Xiao Liu is awake!"
"Xiao Liu, why did you fall down the stairs?"
"Do you not look at the road when you walk?"
"There are no ghosts in this world, isn't it just a gust of cool wind? Why are you afraid of being like that?"
Hearing this, Xiao Liu hugged his own head that was still throbbing with pain: "No, there are ghosts! There really are ghosts! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! They asked me to do it! I can't help it! I'm sorry!"
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