With this idea in mind, Xiang Ya quickly brought Zhang Fanyu, who was willing to cooperate with her, to the flat snow surface that she was staring at.

The two kept walking forward, reaching out to Yabian with their free hand, while groping ahead.

It didn't take long for the palm to feel something like a membrane.

You can't see it, but it feels thick.

Xiangya raised his lips, "I found it."

She took out a sharp blade from her bosom, put it into Zhang Fanyu's hand, and raised her chin slightly.

"Son of God, do you swipe forward with your knife?"

"Why do you do this?" Zhang Fanyu didn't move, looking at her quietly.

Xiang Ya suddenly leaned over, wrapped his hand around his knife-holding hand, and drove him to move forward.

Her tone became somewhat natural, "When the protagonist plays, this scene will be scrapped, and the scene will have to be restarted, or another scene will be shot for everyone."

"Just now, I was wondering how Gui Chi could change the scene. Obviously, I have pulled his cause and effect line into the picture book. Now it seems that it is our actions in Yongdao that make the plot different from the script, which is why Passively switch scenes."

Talk to Ya about this openly with "Son of God".

"I don't know everything you said." Zhang Fanyu said lightly.

"It's okay, you'll find out soon."

Make a force on the bud, and drive the opponent's hand to make a stroke.

The transparent thick film was forcibly pierced through a hole. When the hole first entered, there was a lot of resistance, but the black knife processed by Zhou Tong suddenly exploded with surprising power.

The opening was opened wider and wider by Xiang Ya, who stared at the scene outside the snowy field.

It turned out that there was a dark strip between the scene and the scene that was so dark that nothing could be seen, and it could only be seen after the opening was broken.

I just don't know what danger is hidden in this black strip...

Xiang Ya quickly took out a coin from his clothes, and painted it with the "Wait for me marker pen" prop. Recently, the props have been upgraded, in addition to being able to mark people's names and track them, they can also have a fluorescent positioning function.

She painted it and threw it over. In the darkness, the coin glowed with golden shimmer, and the shimmer was not swallowed by the darkness.

Xiang Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and by the way, she wrote the names of Gui Chi and Guan Yan on the palm of her hand.

The red dot map suddenly lit up in my mind, and the two marked red dots moved closer to this side at a fast speed.

Xiang Ya was stunned, she hurriedly pushed Zhang Fanyu's advance into a very large hole, and turned to look around to determine who the red dot came from.

It turned out that it was not far behind her, taking advantage of the dull thunder to frighten those ethnic groups, Zhou Tong and others took the time to catch up.

But in addition, there were a few people with unfamiliar faces who were not frightened by Lei, and they followed quickly.

Corresponding to the position of the red dot in the brain, there are Gui Chi and Guan Yan among them.

It's just that their appearances have changed.

Xiang Ya did not hesitate to use the red rope's voice communication function in his heart: "Zhou Tong, at 7 o'clock behind you, Shen Zhiliu at 4 o'clock behind you, are Gui Chi and Guan Yan respectively."

The speed of everyone's running stagnated, and Shen Zhiliu quickly used the [Shadow Elimination Music] prop to locate these two directions silently.

And Zhou Tong took out a small mortar-like model from the props, and she threw it on the ground without hesitation, and the model immediately enlarged.

With a ruthless expression, she fired in these two directions, blasting the snowfield out of two deep pits with a bang.

The snow-capped mountains, which had finally calmed down, were rolling down one after another, and an avalanche was coming.

Alarmed by the sound of gunfire and the avalanche, the people stood up in a panic, fleeing to both sides in fear.

Many people shouted: "God's punishment from heaven, all this is caused by sinners pretending to be saints, I will kill you!"

"Oops, the saint is possessed by a ghost, return our saint to us!"

"God forgive us, it's all the sinner's fault."

...

Such accusations abound.

Among them, Si Nuoer, who was clamoring to kill Xiang Ya just now, cried the loudest.

Hearing that, Zhou Tong's forehead twitched violently.

Xiang Ya was the farthest away, and she could hear clearly. She thought that the avalanche was avalanche, why did that group of people still think about letting her die.

She raised her eyebrows, but she didn't hesitate at all, and followed Zhang Fanyu into the opening.

Zhang Fanyu heard the big commotion behind him, and wanted to turn around and go back, but was pushed away forcefully by Xiang Ya.

"Zhang Fanyu, believe me, these are all plots in the play, they are all fake."

"And I'm the real one."

"Get out of here, and you'll wake up."

Zhang Fanyu didn't speak, but he stopped turning his head after a while, and even took the initiative to walk towards the opening that was also broken simultaneously.

Xiang Ya stood in the silent dark place, a little surprised at his cooperation.

Seeing Zhang Fanyu walking out of the door, his tone was cold and indifferent: "Just now I said in my heart, if you still lie to me, you will be struck by lightning later."

When Xiang Ya heard this, he was angry and funny.

I dare to feel that she herself has become a lightning rod to verify whether she is lying.

Well, don't believe her so much.

But Xiang Ya was not too angry to delay her business, she quickly followed Zhang Fanyu out of the opening, and the two became the first people to leave the scene in the play.

After walking out of the snowfield scene, Zhang Fanyu's sanity slowly returned, and he felt guilty for saying that to Xiang Ya once.

"Did the lightning strike?" Xiang Ya asked with a smile.

Zhang Fanyu shook his head silently.

Xiang Ya stopped teasing him, she looked straight ahead, looking at the man as expected.

Opposite the two, that is, outside the scene, there is only one girl standing there alone.

A'Mei is still wearing the local folk costumes of Luoshan City, but the clothes are covered with blood. Her face is sunken from the left side of her forehead. mouth.

The countenance looked terrible.

The ghost, who always had a sluggish face, changed her face when she found someone walking out of the scene. She screamed out of embarrassment and kept flipping the storyboard in her hand.

"It's useless, this scene is useless again, the director will definitely kill me."

She murmured to herself in horror.

Xiang Ya heard A'Mei's words clearly, and she asked A'Mei firmly: "Who is the director of this play?"

A'Mei remained silent, still flipping through scripts anxiously, trying to find the right script.

"Why filming?" Xiang Ya continued to ask without giving up.

At this time, Fang Yi and Mo Xinxin also walked out of the scene, leaving Zhou Tong and Shen Zhiliu to stay behind and try to deal with Gui Chi and the others.

Mo Xinxin frowned and looked at this strange girl.

Xiang Ya wants to get closer to A'Mei to see if she can wake up her consciousness.

Mo Xinxin frowned more and more, and grabbed Xiang Ya's forearm suddenly.

Her tone was rare and dignified: "Miss Xiang Ya, don't go over to the girl's side."

"Why?" Xiang Ya paused.

Mo Xinxin took out a new prop from the prop space and opened it.

"Because she's a ghost."

"I just said, it's all SSS, why didn't I see a single ghost, so there was one staying here."

The moment the prop was opened, it immediately sensed the breath of miscellaneous ghosts, and there was a short chirping sound, which was especially harsh in a quiet space.

A'Mei had a painful look on his face for a moment, but his body was soon undisturbed, and he continued to flip through the storyboard anxiously.

But A'Mei acted like she didn't notice that Xiang Ya and the others appeared not far from her.

"This is a miscellaneous ghost sensor. Ordinary miscellaneous ghosts are very sophisticated. You don't need to test it to know it, but this only seems to be not too deep, and your personal consciousness is not strong, so you have to use props to test it. By the way, I can control it for a while."

"Obviously, it's proven successful now." Mo Xinxin put away the props, "Among the sleep testers, I probably have the most dealings with miscellaneous ghosts. I can't be wrong."

"I can prove this. An Cheng's miscellaneous ghosts catch the list, but Xinxin ranks first." Fang Yi added from the side, and gave a thumbs up in praise.

Xiang Ya frowned, she remembered that she had encountered a ghost once, and in the copy of "Old Man's Coffin", she also met Chi Mingjun and Zhu Qing with Xinxin.

At that time, the two miscellaneous ghosts had already developed a strong personal consciousness, and they dedicatedly served Gui Chi alone.

It seems that A'Mei is doing the same now.

Therefore, the director A'Mei has been unwilling to mention may be Gui Chi.

Mo Xinxin said that miscellaneous ghosts are supposed to be exclusively generated by the dream world, and are not controlled by the ghost's body consciousness, and only serve the existence of the dream world itself.

But whether it's the two mischievous ghosts met before, or A'Mei who has become a mischievous ghost before eyes, they all serve Gui Chi.

This can't help but make Xiang Ya think of a terrible guess - is there something in Gui Chi's hand that turns the ghost into a miscellaneous ghost?

Only in this way can the miscellaneous ghosts who have escaped the control of the ghosts in the dream become managed by him.

"Xinxin, what should we do now?" Xiang Ya asked.

She knew that Xinxin would stop her, and she must have thought of a new method.

Mo Xinxin took out an old cross from her prop space, but the place where Jesus should have been placed was now vacant.

"Because I often encounter miscellaneous ghosts, I have the most props to deal with them. This miscellaneous ghost is just suitable for using this prop."

"[Cross Crucifixion], there is a 5% possibility of catching miscellaneous ghosts and letting them know everything. Under the witness of God, the victim must tell everything he can know, otherwise he will be punished by God."

"Miss Xiang Ya, I need your black feathers to enhance the possibility." Mo Xinxin looked at Xiang Ya, and from the corner of his vision, he saw that A'Mei was about to stop flipping the script, and hurriedly urged, "Quick, the miscellaneous ghost is about to wake up. "

Xiang Ya took out the black feather without hesitation and handed it to her. At the same time, he heard Mo Xinxin speak to Fang Yi again.

"Fang Yi, please say something nice to me."

Fang Yi was stunned: "I wish you all wishes come true and good health?"

Mo Xinxin laughed wantonly, "I'm at ease."

The black feather immediately melted into the cross, and then Mo Xinxin raised the cross to aim at A'Mei.

However, A'Mei regained consciousness 3 seconds earlier than her, and her hand stopped on the latest page of script that was opened.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared on the small folding chair next to her—a pale Gui Chi with long white hair.

He propped his chin with one hand, sat lazily on the chair, raised his eyelids, and stared at them.

"Actors who don't obey the director's arrangement are very disrespectful."

"The third act of "The Daughter in the Snow"—the sacrifice of the saint." A'Mei's voice overlapped with his.

At the same time, the cross erupted with intense light.

Xiang Ya and Mo Xinxin could only glimpse this burst of white light just before their consciousness fell into a coma again.

I don't know if [Cross Crucifix] succeeded in attracting A'Mei.

The author has something to say:

I feel that the dialogue in this chapter is a little cheerful hahahahahaha~

After knocking for 9 hours, my hands are numb, I hope I can continue to knock like this tomorrow hehe!