The light in the bathroom is very dim, the old-fashioned warm light, and the lighting effect is not so good.

But under this light, it was barely able to see clearly.

The pattern of this pattern is very strange.

It's not the kind of pattern with obvious traces or regular patterns. What you have to say is more like a quiet symbol. With breathing from deep to shallow, it is like life, which can make people feel at a glance. To be inexplicably dry/hot, enthusiastic.

Zong Jiu: "..." What does it feel like, as a man, he understands too well.

Haven't eaten pork, is it possible that you haven't seen a pig run?

Combined with what the subsystem said before, he suddenly had a very bad guess.

At this time, a warm reminder came from the subsystem [you guessed it]

At this moment, Zong Jiu didn't care about what set or not, so he kicked the bathroom compartment door and shut himself in.

The camera in the bathroom is not installed in the cubicle. It happens that the single-player plot in the bathroom is relatively loose. In short, after Zong Jiu entered, the director group in the headset did not call a stop or a card, so it should be included in the scope of the plot that allows free play. Inside.

After closing the door, Zong Jiu took out the lighter in his pocket and lifted the clothes on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that under the extinguishing fire, a pattern exactly the same as that on the collarbone had grown on his chest where he felt a little uncomfortable.

[If the curse is left unresolved, not only will you not be able to return to the thriller trainee dormitory, but there may also be additional negative effects, because this pattern is not frozen, but constantly spreading. It may spread to other places in the future, and it will only be more difficult to eradicate by then]

"How to eradicate?" Zong Jiu asked bluntly.

[Sabu Nicholas is in charge of reproduction and desire/hope. Since this mark is used by him for the prey, it must be stained with these two sides, right?]

Zong Jiu: "..."

It's over, the worst premonition has come true!

Men can't give birth to children, so there is only one answer!

Just as he was about to continue speaking, a noisy electric current suddenly came from the headset.

"Attention, please pay attention to the actors. After 30 seconds, the slide will give a reminder. Please follow the instructions of the headset to prepare."

The white-haired young man gave his hand on the door.

This part is a solo part of his little supporting actor. It is roughly a trip to the bathroom, and then something abnormal happens while washing your hands. Generally speaking, it should only be regarded as a common supernatural preheating in horror movies, not something. High-energy plot.

Originally, Zong Jiu planned to perform this section directly after he left the cubicle, but he did not expect the director to urge him so urgently that he even used the slide.

As for why the adjustment was made...Zong Jiu remembered that when he was just talking about the drama outside, the pupils of the circle of people were filled with cursed black mist, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

There are many people with bad intentions, and there are countless people peeking at him in the camera. The mark of Cthulhu not only evokes the desire/hope in people's hearts, but even evokes the deepest evil side.

When it comes to the evil side, another typical representative emerges unstoppably in his mind.

"Crunchy--"

In Zong Jiu's meditation room, the empty bathroom suddenly heard a sound of creaking and rolling sliding rails.

In order to match this atmosphere, the light bulbs in the bathroom flickered, creating an atmosphere of horror.

The white-haired young man unscrewed the doorknob and strode out.

The main mission is to live until the end of the filming. If he is here NG, the time of the mission is wasted. Even for this, he has to do his best to cooperate with the crew.

There was no one outside.

Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows in cooperation, retracted his gaze, turned and walked to the sink again.

The mirror hung in front of the sink is still dirty, and only the vague reflection of a person can be seen, and the light and shadow are dim.

As written in the script, he lowered his head to wash his hands.

Suddenly, a noisy electric current came from the invisible headset again.

This time, the current sound has been continuous, buzzing, not like an abnormal signal, but like the sound of an old tape recorder being damaged.

It was at this moment that Zong Jiu's back straightened subconsciously.

Yousen Leng's breath approached along the back of his neck, and strands of hair swept down from the ceiling, causing the magician to subconsciously push his elbow back.

He is clearly the only person in the mirror. But this unspeakable grievance, except for the evil spirits of the castle, does not do what he wants!

In an instant, Zong Jiu's chest and collarbone, which had only calmed down a little bit, began to heat up again.

A rather dangerous omen, it is basically certain that he and the sub-system had the worst guess before.

"what happened?!"

Between the sparks and flints, the white-haired young man took a step back, showing a look of consternation.

When it comes to acting, magicians know this well. Whether it's a fool or a lie, it's all first-class.

In front of him, a crimson water spouted from the rust-covered faucet, and it dripped down the disrepaired wash basin to the outside, looking like a steady stream of scarlet blood pouring out.

This is of course the previously prepared props.

This is not important, what is important is that Zong Jiu stepped on his back severely when he retreated.

It fell through.

In an instant, the cold ghost aura disappeared without a trace.

After hearing the sound coming from the bathroom, the actors guarding outside all ran in one by one.

Fat House is the fastest runner among them, with concern on his face. As soon as he comes in, he asks flatteringly: "Are you okay?"

Several other people looked back one after another.

Only the first holding water in the faucet was bright red, and all the water at the back returned to normal.

"It's okay."

Seeing that it was him, Zong Jiu waved his hand coldly, an arrogant look that didn't want to talk to the poor ghost.

Instead, he turned his head and explained: "I don't know if it has been in disrepair for a long time. The water that just came out of this faucet turned out to be red."

Red water coming out of the tap?

When Yingdi Ye heard this, he squatted down quickly, took out a magnifying glass necessary for the detective from his pocket very grandiosely, dipped some water marks on the ground with his finger, and took it up and observed it carefully.

Unexpectedly, the water marks on his fingers were colorless and transparent, without any abnormality.

"How could it be, I clearly saw it was red." Zong Jiu frowned.

"Perhaps it is rust." Yingdi Ye comforted the situation: "It is easy for a pipe that has no water to pass through all the year round."

The castle has been abandoned for so many years, and the water pipes are still made of iron steel pipes, and the inside has long been rusted.

When ferric iron melts in the water, it will appear red, and it will return to normal after being discharged for a while.

This explanation is quite persuasive, well-founded, and convincing.

After all, according to the development of the film, it is now the first weird event they encountered after entering the castle. According to the plot, several adventurers usually don't take it to heart.

Several people are following the script, reading the lines step by step.

At this moment, the dim yellow light in the bathroom flickered twice and went out suddenly.

In the darkness, the rich second generation took the lead with a "fuck" cry.

"Why did the light go out?"

This paragraph is not included in the script.

He didn't react until he was **** up. This was a direct play just now. To be more serious, it was going to be NG!

The rich second generation immediately panicked, and subconsciously looked at Ye Yingdi who was standing beside him.

The lights in the bathroom and corridor went out, leaving only the faint light of the flashlight, still emitting an unyielding light in the dark.

In this darkness, the light of the flashlight seemed to dangle a hideous ghost on the wall.

The rich second generation rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but watched Emperor Ye connect: "Could it be that the previous switch was not connected properly?"

Ok? what happened?

He then reacted with hindsight, and there was no sound from the director group calling for a stop in his headset.

That means it is still in the play, what if this is the part that the crew deliberately did not inform the actors in order to create an atmosphere in advance?

This time it was Fei Zhai who answered the conversation: "Impossible, I must have picked it up!"

In the script, it is assumed that the fat house is dedicated to electricians. If this small switch can't be repaired, then it's an electrician.

"Now that these are useless, let's go downstairs and have a look." The detective's assistant hurriedly came out to make a round and stopped the small-scale quarrel in the script.

So as a last resort, everyone fumbled out of the bathroom and started to return the same way.

The atmosphere along the way was quite silent.

Without the light cover, the other male partners wanted to get closer to Zong Jiu in the dark.

However, as they approached, Emperor Ye also took a step forward and stopped in front of him without a trace, as if he regarded the white-haired youth as his own.

At almost the same time, Zong Jiu once again felt the abnormal cold breath from the approach of the other party.

As a flash across his pupils, his chest began to burn again.

The burning this time was fierce, and it seemed that it had begun to spread to the surroundings and below.

"what's happenin?"

The detective turned around and asked with concern.

In the dim light, the white-haired youth's complexion glowed with abnormal flushes/redness.

However, the magician still did not speak, but accelerated his pace.

Zong Jiu found out.

He can't get too close to other people, or the curse will show signs of recovery.

The young man raised his hand and pulled up his neckline without a trace.

What's even more frustrating is that Shabu Nicholas is not a serious evil god.

If you had known that today, Zong Jiu might as well use the key to go back and have a fight with the devil. Besides, it was not the first time that he got on the bus and didn't buy a ticket. He should have had experience a long time ago. That's better than being thrown into this punished copy of the bird not **** now, and being helpless against the curse on his body, he has to shoot some passionate scenes.

Now Zong Jiu only hopes that he can find a solution before the filming of the film is finished. The main system throws him here instead of directly obliterating him, so he should not be desperate.

Several people have their own thoughts, and they are back to the original starting point.

But this time, the situation before them changed suddenly.

The fat boy was the first to lose his voice: "What's the matter?"

I saw that by the wall, on the old switch in front of them, the wires that had just been connected with difficulty seemed to be chopped off by something extremely sharp, and a huge **** palm was left behind the flip.

Looking closer, the blood stains around the palm of the hand were still dripping down. At first glance, it was just not long after it was printed, and it was very fresh.