MTL - Director of a Suspense Film-Chapter 8 、08

Zong Qi quickly fell into a deep sleep state, and remained motionless despite the noise around him.

Of course, the ten yuan hotel does not have air conditioning, but there are electric fans on the ceiling, which can cool you down at night.

Zong Qi slept quite peacefully tonight.

Around midnight, a steady stream of cold air began to seep down from the ceiling, blown by the fan, and spread throughout the room, making it extremely comfortable.

On the contrary, upstairs, there was a lot of noise all night.

First there was the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, followed by a series of hurried footsteps, and finally there were heavy and uninterrupted coughing and pounding.

The sound continued until dawn.

After a ray of skylight appeared in the sky, the noise suddenly stopped, followed by a movement twice as loud as before.

The movement spread from the innermost side of the third floor to the outer side, and there was a ping-pong-pong sound, making the noise very noisy.

Zong Qi was fast asleep when suddenly there was a loud knock on his door.

No matter how noisy the upstairs was, it wouldn't affect him, but knocking on the door recklessly disturbed the residents a bit.

Zong Qi sat up straight from the bed with his eyes closed, squinted his eyes to check the time, walked to the door wearing slippers, and glanced into the cat's eyes.

"Open the door!"

Standing outside is Qi Ningzhou.

This kid didn't carry a mahogany sword or a compass. He was wearing a Taoist robe, and most of his face was hidden in the darkness that swarmed the corridor. He knocked on the door hurriedly, without the slightest coldness when he first saw him.

Zong Qi yawned while reaching out to unlock the door.

"What are you doing? It's the middle of the night and it's still dark outside. It's so noisy."

Hearing the sound of the door being unlocked, 'Qi Ningzhou' was overjoyed, the transformed form that took a little effort to maintain could not be maintained, and the other half of the face hidden in the darkness began to crack traces, tick-tock-tick-tick Black blood dripped down.

The battle with that celestial master consumed the resentment it had accumulated in the inn for a long time, and now it urgently needs to be replenished.

There is nothing that can nourish ghosts and ghosts better than the flesh and energy of living people. Especially the person in front of him looks fine-skinned and tender-skinned, exudes a good fragrance, and looks delicious. When it was far upstairs, it smelled the fragrance and was so greedy that it drools.

It's too late, but it's fast. The moment Zong Qi tore off the chain on the back of the door, a shout suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

"Don't open the door, that's not human!"

But it was too late.

At the same time as the sound sounded, the door was completely pushed open.

At the same time, the scream value that had not moved for a long time suddenly jumped up by 50 points.

Stopped by the ghost hitting the wall, Qi Ningzhou, who had to come late, stood at the stairs, his Taoist robe was stained with a lot of sticky and corrosive black blood, and the mahogany sword in his hand was hung with a few broken talisman papers. It looked miserable.

Qi Ningzhou did not lie to Zong Qi.

He did not bring many Dao talismans this time, because the special talisman paper made for exorcism talismans is very expensive, and a poor celestial master like him can only use it sparingly.

It turned out that this time the ghosts had resentment in the first place, because of the unique terrain, they might be only one step away from turning into ghosts, which made Qi Ningzhou very reluctant to deal with it.

He hadn't been down the mountain gate for a long time, his knowledge was too shallow, and his experience in dealing with the world and demons was not high, so he capsized in the gutter.

From the perspective of yin and yang eyes, Qi Ningzhou could only watch helplessly as the rotten ghost hand hidden in the darkness glowed with black light, grinning fiercely and grabbing the squinting and yawning black-haired young man.

The next second, there were screams in the corridor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

The black mist blocking the door of the room rolled wildly, and the rotten meat seemed to be stimulated by something extremely hot, and it began to collapse from the inside. First, drops of dark yellow pus were released, and finally rolled in the air. In less than a second, with the howling of ghosts and wolves, the overwhelming ghost energy shrank to only one-third of its original size.

what's the situation? !

Qi Ningzhou opened his eyes wide, and his facial expression cracked for a moment.

He is a professional, and he is even more clear now that this is clearly the appearance of a ghost being forcibly purified.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly. When he saw the black mist dripping with pus turn around and run towards Xiangxiang, he immediately raised his mahogany sword and muttered something.

"Five stars cast color, illuminate the darkness. Thousands of gods and saints, protect my true spirit. Giant beasts, subdue five soldiers. Five heavenly devils, perish and disappear. Wherever they are, all gods welcome them."

"—Hurry up like a law?!"

The exorcism spell coated the mahogany sword with a layer of hazy fluorescent light that could only be seen with the eyes open, and stabbed sharply in the air, splitting the scattered and fleeing ghost in half.

The rotten grimace twisted ferociously for a while, the severed throat could not make a sound, and turned into fly ash in the air unwillingly, dissipating in the world.

In an instant, the entire corridor seemed to be much brighter, and it was liberated from the previous oppressive and gloomy atmosphere.

There was a scream in front of him, and Zong Qi's drowsiness was also frightened away.

He put down his yawning hand, and looked at the empty doorway in front of him in a little confusion, with a look of unresponsive expression on his face.

It's not that I didn't respond.

Qi Ningzhou could clearly see that the ghost's nails were just close to the body of the black-haired young man, and even the unsightly face hadn't been able to get close to it. It was as if it had been melted by something. An exorcism spell and unskilled stabbing directly wiped out.

So scary!

"What just... happened?"

Zong Qi broke the silence in the corridor, with a suspicious tone, "Why did you run from me to the entrance of the corridor every time I closed my eyes? Is this also the secret method of your celestial masters?"

Qi Ningzhou: "..."

The shock, disbelief, and even a little bit of surprise in his heart froze for a moment.

"The thing at your door just now is not me."

The Celestial Master said dryly, "That's the Wraith from the third floor."

"Wraith?"

This time, Huan Zongqi stared at him with wide eyes, "But what I saw through the cat's eyes was you."

"That's a blindfold."

The Celestial Master calmly said: "Generally speaking, only those who have opened their eyes can see ghosts, but some ghosts with deep grievances can also temporarily borrow the appearance of other people, but the duration is not long."

Speaking of this, Qi Ningzhou reconfirmed that there was no remaining resentment in the air, then put down his sword, and dragged his tired body forward.

This time it was indeed him who raised the big one. If it weren't for the help of the black-haired young man in front of him, he would definitely have died tonight.

Zong Qi said "Oh", holding his chin, half-believing in the words of the Heavenly Master, "It turns out that the one just now was a ghost, and it doesn't look very scary. If you can't get close to me, how can you turn around and run away, is it possible... ..This good friend is afraid of strangers?"

Zong Qi still had reservations about Qi Ningzhou's words. The main reason was that he didn't open his yin and yang eyes. Apart from hearing a scream, he only saw the celestial master recite a few formulas with a mahogany sword, stab it in the air, and then Nothing happened.

Qi Ningzhou, who was killed by a good friend just now: "..."

No one knows the complexity of my heart.

After a while, Tianshi whispered coyly.

"how did you do it?"

Even Qi Ningzhou's master had to recite formulas even if he didn't use spells when exorcising ghosts.

But the black-haired young man in front of him didn't do anything, and the ghost was directly weakened by more than half of its strength. It was unheard of, unseen, and stronger than the eminent monk who could yield relics after passing away in the Huguo Temple.

Qi Ningzhou has only read about such methods in ancient books.

Great benevolent people with innate purple energy to protect the body, reincarnations of various gods and stars, or true dragon emperors who were blessed by the four directions when the fate of the country was still alive... In short, they are all passive skills of great people.

The way he looked at Zong Qi became different.

Could it be...?

The black-haired young man scratched his head: "Maybe I have more yang energy? Because I was born on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, and the yang energy was strong that day. The fortune tellers used to advise me to take cold showers."

I see!

Qi Ningzhou suddenly became enlightened, and concealed his remaining doubts.

He kept thinking about whether the other party had practiced inner family secret arts, but he ignored the simplest explanation.

Sure enough, his cultivation base is still shallow, and he still needs a lot of training.

After spurning himself in his heart, Qi Ningzhou leaned over, stretched out his right hand to calculate silently, and his expression became more and more surprised.

"It is indeed Ji Yang's fate."

Some pujas in the Zhoushan gate of Qining often choose to hold the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May. This day is the most yang day of the year, Zong Qi's explanation is understandable.

In addition, he was born at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, which happened to be the most cloudy hour, so he has an extraordinary attraction to ghosts.

It's just that this attractiveness is too strange. Even if it wasn't the reincarnation of some big boss, could it be related to the reason for the imbalance of yin and yang in the human world over the years...?

"Wait, I got it!"

Just when Zong Qi's drowsiness resurfaced and he was about to tell others to go back to sleep, the Celestial Master showed a look of sudden realization, "Your Yuanyang should not be vented, right?"

Zong Qi: "...?"

He wondered if his thoughts were too dirty, and he was a little unclear if the other party meant that.

Rounding up the other party became his savior, Qi Ningzhou lost the reserve he had when he walked into the hotel yesterday, and talked more.

"Have you read Journey to the West?"

Zong Qi nodded.

Nonsense, the four major classics, must-read in elementary school, and you are not Chinese if you don’t read them.

"Tang Seng is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the Tathagata Buddha. It was already the tenth time when he was reincarnated into the eminent monk Xuanzang. Monsters want to eat him."

Qi Ningzhou said: "You are also Yuanyang, so you are extremely attractive to ghosts."

"I see."

Hearing his serious example, Zong Qi felt that he really had lost his mind, and held his chin thoughtfully, "However, Master Qi, what exactly is Yuanyang you're talking about...?"

Tianshi was very serious, and said frankly: "Yuanyang is the essence/qi of a man."

Zong Qi: "..."

Not noticing his embarrassment, Qi Ningzhou's expression remained the same, and he even added a bit of anger: "I see that your yang energy is unusually strong, which is why you made such a guess. Normally, Yuan Yang's failure does not simply refer to the relationship between yin and yang." /Here, even from..."

"stop!"

The black-haired young man couldn't bear to interrupt Tianshi's eloquent science popularization, in exchange for a blank look from the other side.

"Since the master is steeped in metaphysics, shouldn't he have been exposed to Western mysticism?"

Qi Ningzhou nodded honestly, "Indeed."

"Then I will tell Master a secret."

Zong Qi said with a straight face, "As long as you keep Yuanyang unabated for thirty years, you can become a magician."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door with a "bang", leaving Qi Ningzhou standing outside and staring at the door panel in confusion, not understanding why the black-haired young man who had had a good chat just now suddenly turned his face.

but......

Qi Ningzhou lowered his head silently, looking at the mahogany sword in his hand, feeling a little worried.

If what Zong Xiaoyou said was true, wouldn't he be able to become a magician in five years?

But he is a celestial master, he can't change his profession midway, otherwise he will be beaten to death by his master.

Thinking about it this way is a bit distressing.jpg

 …

Without the disturbance of unknown creatures, Zong Qi's return to the cage sleeps more smoothly, and he sleeps until almost ten o'clock before waking up.

Usually he wouldn't sleep for so long, because there were too many things happened yesterday, emotional ups and downs coupled with mental tension, and he broke out in the form of exhaustion after the matter was resolved.

After getting up and washing up, Zong Qi put on his backpack again, picked up his charged mobile phone and went downstairs.

"This matter is finally resolved, thank you master, thank you master!"

The boss downstairs was wearing a beaming red suit. Seeing him, he immediately greeted him with a smile, "How was your rest last night?"

"Very good, the room is very cool, and it is very comfortable without air conditioning." Zong Qi replied truthfully.

Qi Ningzhou, who was sitting beside him drinking soy milk, almost choked.

After paying the room fee, the boss turned around and gave the ten yuan note to Tianshi.

Zong Qi watched from the side, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Why did the boss give you the money?"

"This is the extra money I charged."

Qi Ningzhou took out a cloth bag from under the Taoist robe, and carefully folded the money in, "The thing yesterday was more difficult to deal with, so I need to pay more."

It is understandable to add money, especially the critical situation last night.

But... just add ten bucks?

Zong Qi recalled the prices in Jiangzhou, "How much do you charge for one session?"

"This... depends on the situation."

Qi Ningzhou recalled his quotation: "Generally, 20 is charged, and the client covers the travel expenses."

"However, the urban management has been very strict recently. After the advertisements were posted, many of them were torn up, and the list became less and less." Speaking of this, Tianshi was a little depressed.

He usually takes orders by posting advertisements in the streets and alleys. Recently, for some reason, fewer and fewer people are looking for him to entrust, and most of them are customers introduced by old customers.

Zong Qi fell into silence.

He recalled the days when he was an intern in the crew.

Although he didn't know whether those "masters" sought after in the entertainment industry were real masters, Zong Qi knew that the remuneration of these people was at least five figures per shot.

Even Zong Qi himself, as long as he reaches the number of live broadcast viewing, can get fifty yuan a day. In comparison, Qi Ningzhou, who has a good kung fu, is worse than him. A generation of celestial masters has been reduced to posting small advertisements everywhere, just like a man who gives labor to others.

Zong Qi said euphemistically: "Maybe it's not about the way of receiving orders, you can consider raising the price."

Although the price is not necessarily equal to the value, a high price will obviously give people a sense of reliability. Especially those who are in the field of celestial masters, who would spend 20 yuan on a small advertisement to find someone to exorcise ghosts! !

"It's not for this reason, it's the rules of our teacher's school. To practice, you must enter the world first, and you must spur yourself with hardship."

Qi Ningzhou sternly said: "And my master said that he only charged 20 yuan at the beginning, and he could rest for a long time every time he exorcised ghosts, which is completely enough."

"When did your master come down the mountain?" Zong Qi had a bad feeling.

"Thirty years ago."

Zong Qi: "..."

Can prices be the same 30 years ago as they are now?

But Zong Qi thought about it again, no matter whether Qi Ningzhou was a liar or not, it had no effect on what he wanted to ask next.

"Master Qi, where are you going?"

"Take a break for a while, and go to a client in the evening."

Zong Qi has a special physique, and Qi Ningzhou is quite surprised.

He had only read about this miraculous physique that is invulnerable to ghosts in ancient books, but he never expected to meet a real person.

"That's it." Zong Qi said, "Why don't we add friends?"

"Okay, buddy?"

Tianshi suddenly stuttered, his face flushed red.

However, Zong Qi did not notice this abnormality. Hearing the hesitation in the other party's tone, he thought it was unwillingness, so he politely changed the subject, "It's actually not a big deal, I just want to ask whether the master has accepted any commissions such as haunted houses recently. , if Master doesn’t want to, forget it.”

Qi Ningzhou: "?"

Facing the suspicious gaze of the other party, the black-haired young man said calmly: "That's right, I'm planning to rent a house recently, but I have limited funds. I just heard the master say that I have a special constitution, so I thought of this."

Generally, the haunted houses that can be invited to see by the master must be well-decorated houses, otherwise the original owner will definitely resell them directly or simply don't want them, and will not spend a lot of time to hire someone to do it.

However, even if this kind of house is finished, the housing price will definitely be broken compared to before. Whether anyone dares to live in it is another matter.

Others are afraid, but Zong Qi is not! Now that he has sufficient funds, he can find a cost-effective house to rent, and the haunted house after exorcising ghosts is definitely the best choice.

Coincidentally, there is really an order from Qi Ningzhou.

The content entrusted by the client is a high-end apartment. It is said that the tenant of the rented apartment died unexpectedly and has been haunted ever since.

Jiangzhou is divided into a new urban area and an old urban area, with the new urban area in the north and the old urban area in the south. In addition to these two places, there are also the Western Suburbs and the Eastern District.

The western suburbs are relatively desolate, where the city is being developed and expanded, and more than half of them are buildings under construction. And the East Side is an out-and-out area for the rich. Comparing New York’s Upper East Side and London’s Kensington, the families hit by a stone are either rich or expensive.

The address given by the client is in a first-line international apartment in the East District.

Backed by Qinglian Mountain and facing Moon Bay, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The front is the city, and the back is the scenic tourist resort. When you open the curtains at night, you can see the small white sails blowing by the sea in the distance. The geographical conditions are so superior that a shocking murder happened.

Qi Ningzhou went to see it before, and there was so much resentment in the apartment that he might have turned into a ghost. In addition, the head of the household was wearing a red dress when he committed suicide, and his ferocity doubled directly after he turned into a ghost.

Good guy, the whole set is done. Qi Ningzhou tested it through the door panel and knew that unless he asked his master to come out, he would never surrender.

But the client gave too much, and the number of openings was five figures.

So although he accepted the order, he has been shelving it, planning to find a time to return to the mountain gate to ask for foreign aid.

Now that a Zong Qi has come, this matter will be resolved much easier.

After hearing the other party's idea, Qi Ningzhou wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was okay.

Zong Qi was not clear, but Qi Ningzhou was very clear in his heart.

The passive skill on the black-haired youth is simply a killer for ghosts. It's okay if it's an earth binding spirit that hasn't harmed anyone, but if you encounter a ghost that has killed someone, you can just kneel down and call daddy.

The two hit it off immediately, and after leaving the hotel, they went straight to the East District, and arrived downstairs in the community unimpeded.

This apartment is high-end, so the people who live in it are either rich or expensive, and it is extremely safe. It is very popular among industry leaders and people in the entertainment industry.

The most important thing is that it is not yet for sale, and can only be sold in the form of long-term lease.

[The small script "Apartment Haunted House" has been unlocked and opened, the activation conditions are unknown]

[You have entered the shooting range, and the exploration progress has automatically switched to "Apartment Haunted House", the current progress is 0%]

After turning around, Zong Qi was quite satisfied with the geographical environment of this haunted house, and asked sadly: "Master, can you please ask the apartment, how much is it for a month?"

He thought about this kind of location, even if it is a haunted house, it won't be so cheap. It's better to let the celestial master say a number and give up as soon as possible.

"I don't want to rent it anymore, because after the suicide case, three successive tenants who moved in all died. This haunted house has become famous. Let alone renting it, it can't be sold, and the apartment owner is afraid of trouble."

"And...don't be so polite."

Qi Ningzhou was a little awkward, "My surname is Qi, just call me Qi Ningzhou."

"Oh, Qi Ningzhou.

Zong Qi changed his words very quickly, not noticing the confusion on the other party's face.

The celestial master fumbled in his sleeve and handed over a key, "The client gave me the key directly. We agreed to solve the ghosts in the haunted house within half a year. You just happen to be here, so I don't have to go back to the mountain gate to find the master." .”

He paused and asked cautiously, "Should we be friends?"

Before Qi Ningzhou went down the mountain, in addition to the routine task of slaying monsters and eliminating demons in the master's school, his master also assigned some additional small tasks to be completed, one of which was to meet a friend of the same age.

I am ashamed to say that, as the senior brother of this class in the school, Qi Ningzhou has shown outstanding talent since he was a child. There are many juniors and sisters, but he has no friends of the same age.

But Zong Qi saved him in the morning, and he will always remember this kindness in his heart.

On top of that, he asked if he wanted to be a friend.

Qi Ningzhou was thinking about this question all the way, does adding a friend mean that the other party wants to become friends with him?

"what?"

Hearing such a question suddenly, Zong Qi almost didn't recover.

But soon, he showed a big smile, "I thought we were already friends."

The local rich friend who gave the key without saying a word, is hungry and hungry!

In this way, the two people who were not on the same line in the chat channel from the beginning to the end became friends inexplicably.

But besides that, there is one more thing worth noting.

Zong Qi looked solemn: "Wait, friend, do you think there are ghosts in here?"

"Didn't you say you wanted a haunted house?" Qi Ningzhou wondered.

Zong Qi: "..."

He originally wanted to find a haunted house where ghosts were exorcised, but he didn't want to live with ghosts!

Besides, his shooting time will be over in two hours, and he might be killed by a ghost after he loses the authority protection.

It's a pity that Qi Ningzhou didn't know about Zong Qi's entangled mental activities.

After realizing that it was because of a communication problem between the two, the Celestial Master immediately patted his chest and promised: "I don't dare to tell others, but you can definitely live in it directly. With the yang energy on your body, within two months, that ghost will definitely be able to live in it." Overcome it yourself."

"Besides, although you have a lot of yang energy, you can't see ghosts at all without opening your yin and yang eyes."

I can't even see it, so what's there to be afraid of?

Qi Ningzhou has already foreseen the future of Li Gui, and he will definitely not be better than the one on the third floor of the hotel.

Zong Qi: "No... well, if you can go whoring for nothing, who would want to work hard, you don't understand."

He looked at the key in his hand, his eyes full of reluctance.

It would be great if the director's authority could include immunity from ghost attacks at any time. Even if Zong Qi has yin and yang eyes, he can live under the same roof as the ghost without any grievances.

White whoring in a high-end duplex apartment for half a year! See what happened to the ghost? !

Hot eyes are hot eyes, anyway, there will be no less meat!

The celestial master stood in place, contemplating for a while.

Master said that if a friend is in trouble, he must help him. What's more, this is the first friend Qi Ningzhou made.

"Well, if you are really afraid of living with a ghost, I can help you draw a few talismans. You just need to go in and find a way to stick it on it, and maybe you can surrender."

The celestial master hesitated: "But I can't guarantee that the talisman I drew will be completely useful."

Zong Qi glanced at his remaining shooting time, and quickly interrupted him: "Okay!!"

Qi Ningzhou: "..."

He felt that he might have misunderstood the black hair a bit. Just now he thought that the other party was afraid of ghosts, but now when he mentions that he wants to go in, he happily looks like a two hundred and fifty catty fool.

"Okay, but before that, you have to give me some blood."

The Celestial Master said helplessly, "My talisman is not enough to survive, so I have to write it now."

Zong Qi waved his hand generously and donated a few milliliters of blood.

"In recent years, the inheritance of Taoism is not good. At the end of the last century, there was an inexplicable imbalance of yin and yang in the human world, and ghosts and ghosts were rampant. My master said that it was enough to dip the talismans with cinnabar. Now the cinnabar doesn't work. You must add some thinner. Ordinary celestial masters can't afford it. rise."

Qi Ningzhou took out the yellow talisman paper and pen from his cuff like a conjuring trick, spread it on the floor, and while chanting words, he drew on the spot a ghostly talisman that Zong Qi couldn't understand.

"As expected of a body of pure yang..."

After carefully drawing the two pieces of talisman paper, Qi Ningzhou looked at Zong Qi as if he was looking at a walking throne, which made the latter feel a chill down his spine for no reason.

Zong Qi quickly changed the subject: "But I can't see ghosts, how can I stick the talisman on it?"

"Don't worry, your physique is born to **** ghosts. Even if you don't do anything, it will come to you." Qi Ningzhou said: "You only need to hold these two spells in your hand...but because I'm not good at skills, so I have to wait until the ghosts take the initiative to attack you, just like this morning, after your strength is weakened, you let go, and the talisman will be attached automatically."

Zong Qi nodded, suddenly remembered something, took out a mobile phone holder from his backpack, and shook it at him.

"Well, if you don't mind, let me start a live broadcast?"