Zeng Yuqing looked at herself in the mirror and smiled triumphantly, "I was a beautiful woman before my death, and a beautiful female ghost after death, so I can continue to confuse men. Good looks are good, and being a ghost can be very happy. "

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Are you giving yourself gold? The old monk is just talking. At that time, I hope you can still sit here and look in the mirror so calmly."

Zeng Yuqing snorted coldly, "Nosy fellow, if it wasn't for my card to protect you, I would have strangled you all at once! Now that the crew has locked the door and left, you should think about how to get out."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled, "What's the problem? Isn't it just locking the door? I can climb the window and get out. The window is unlocked. Goodbye, crazy." After that, she went to the window, opened the window, Jumped out of the window.

But the moment Zhuang Mengdie landed on both feet, the scene before him changed again.

She found herself standing on the edge of the stage. At this time, the full moon was hanging high and the wind whistling, huh? After pushing the window, did you switch to the night scene again?

The old monk was instructing a few apprentices to paste talisman paper on the stage, and the yellow talisman paper was blown by the night wind, hula-la-la-la. The inside and outside of the stage were covered with talisman paper, and the talisman paper flew randomly on the ground.

In the middle of the stage is a table of Eight Immortals. The table is filled with chicken, duck, fish, a jar of wine and seasonal fruits. In addition, there are some incense candles.

Is this the old monk driving out ghosts?

At this time, a little monk spotted her and pointed to her and shouted, "Master, that female liar, she is here again."

The old monk frowned, "Don't worry about her, go ahead and stick the talisman paper quickly. The ceiling of the stage is also pasted, so you can't be vague."

The little monk said, "Master, but that female liar is really suspicious. Why can we see her wherever we go?"

The old monk said angrily, "We all said to leave her alone, she and us are not in the same world."

The little monk scratched his head, "Master, how do you understand this?"

After the old monk finished speaking, he turned and left angrily, "That's what you mean by not asking again!"

The little monk looked at Zhuang Mengdie, who was standing not far away, and shook his head vigorously, "I still don't understand what the master said."

The director and Yanhong walked over together, and the old monk greeted them as soon as he saw them.

"Master Zhixin, this female ghost can toss too much, you must catch her."

The old monk nodded, "I will do my best."

The director said, "Then there will be Master Lao."

The old monk said, "Please come back, two donors, please wait for good news."

The director nodded and left with Yanhong.

Yan Hong said, "The old monk is confident, we can rest assured."

The director said, "Yeah, it must be started right away. I have been scolded by investors as a dog. He said that we don’t make movies with his money and work hard. How can he understand our suffering? How can I not do this? There is no way to work at all."

Yanhong nodded, "Let's take people's money and don't do anything. People naturally have something to say, no wonder they have opinions. Whose money is also earned by penny, not by the wind. If the master can accept her, Let’s start work quickly. By the way, the costumes have not been implemented yet."

The director sighed, "I will send it to us tomorrow, and I will find another friend to borrow it. In order to film this movie, I have lost all my old face, so I can't hire it. I have to thank my friends for giving face, otherwise this time it will be over. "

The director and Yanhong sighed as they walked, and walked towards the gate.

Here, the old monk continued to direct his apprentice to stick talisman paper.

After a while, the talisman paper was plastered, and the whole stage was covered with talisman paper. At such a quiet hour in the middle of the night, it looked really weird.

The old monk instructed several apprentices to close their eyes and recite sutras, while he sat on the futon with his eyes closed and rested, but his ears kept turning. Obviously, he was listening carefully to the surrounding movement.

Seeing that the old monk didn't bomb her, Zhuang Mengdie simply stood in the audience watching the excitement.

Suddenly, the old monk's ears turned more and more frequently. Did he hear any sound?

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes widened and stared at the old monk's ears.

Suddenly there was a squeaky voice behind him. It sounded like footsteps and the sound of the night wind blowing through the bushes, and people got goose bumps.

Zhuang Mengdie looked back and saw a few big men who described wretchedly walking over, because worried that they would find themselves, Zhuang Mengdie immediately shrank into the bushes under the stage.

Fortunately, the big guys didn't notice her, they walked straight to the Eight Immortals table full of wine and vegetables.

"Oh, so many delicious things, it's greedy to me."

"The aroma of this wine really attracts greedy people."

A few big men with long faces and hunky backs, when they walked past the stage, Zhuang Mengdie found that none of them had any shadows. It turned out that these people were all ghosts.

Several big men opened the wine jar, each poured a bowl of wine, raised their necks, and poured it into their belly.

"Good wine! Good wine! The aged sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed, the best wine."

After drinking, a few big guys simply sat down at the Eight Immortals table, grabbed the chicken, duck and fish on the table and stuffed them into their mouths, eating a mouthful of oil.

A big guy who looked more alert said, "Brothers, do you think the atmosphere on the stage tonight is a little different?"

"What's different?"

"That's good. The crew is suddenly so generous. They prepare meat and wine for us to eat and drink. I'm afraid there is something tricky in it, right?"

"What can be tricky? This shows that the director is sensible and knows to respect the landlord before filming, so that we don't make trouble with him."

"But I still feel wrong."

"Eat yours, this kind of opportunity to eat a big meal is not every day."

"Yes, it's the fuck, let's eat your belly first."

Several big guys are eating happily, no matter how much it is.

"There seems to be a strange smell around here. If you don't believe it, please smell it carefully."

"Lao Ge, I can only smell the fragrance of wine, but nothing else."

"Brothers, let's proceed cautiously."

"On the wine table, be cautious. You can roll if you don't eat it. Don't chirp and crookedly affect Lao Tzu's mood. Come on, brothers, let's continue to drink ours."

"That's right, eat quickly, and stop talking about those disappointing words."

The little monk who was chanting heard the noise, opened his eyes and saw a few big men sitting at the table, fighting and drinking, drinking happily. Xin said, well, how come a few strong men suddenly appeared.

Looking at the ground again, none of these people had a shadow. They were taken aback, and hurriedly ran to the old monk gently, lowered their voice and said, "Master, here they are."

The old monk did not open his eyes, still closed his eyes and said, "These are just a few little ghosts, they are not the people we are looking for."