056 fell silent again.

Unhappily, Xu Qingchuan felt a little sympathy for it.

In the white night he experienced last time, there was also a system responsible for monitoring.Until now, he still remembers the feeling of that system:

Cold, scary, and oppressive.

For comparison, look at this now...

As soon as the well-prepared horror story kicked off, the plot was abruptly reversed, and the whole movie ran in a direction that no one could have imagined. It was outrageous and funny.

The resentful spirits in the white night were extremely ferocious, and the rationality that once belonged to human beings gradually faded away, leaving only the killing instinct.

In layman's terms, it means that the IQ is not very high.

Who burned the paper money is no longer important to the ghosts in front of them.

Since the hanged ghosts are the yin relatives with them, the most convenient and quick way to end this marriage is to kill the "groom".

All in all... this crisis ended in an unimaginable way.

Xu Qingchuan was in a complicated mood, and glanced at Bai Shuangxing.

Her physical strength was not very good. After running to the cemetery, her cheeks flushed obviously. Now she stood quietly in place, silently adjusting her breathing.

Even when she was exhausted, her back was still straight, like a sharp thin knife.

……wrong.

Xu Qingchuan thought, looking at her thin and quiet appearance, she was more like a slender new bamboo.

The kind that hides thorns.

On the other side, Wen Chuchu was no less shocked than him——

What kind of thinking, what kind of operation is this!The system is half dead with anger!

At the beginning of this white night, she was full of apprehension, lest she would be scared out of her wits, but now it seems...

It's actually quite fun and exciting.

Before that, Wen Chuchu never thought that "Bai Ye" could still be associated with the word "joy".

"let's go."

After his breathing calmed down, Bai Shuangxing raised his head: "It's not safe in the cemetery."

The few ghosts summoned by Yinqin were so jealous that they tore the hanged ghost into pieces. If they continued to stay here, they might also suffer disaster.

Another main task was successfully completed, and the three of them went back to No. 444 Baijia Street together, agreeing that if there was an emergency, they would immediately use their mobile phones to contact each other.

Overnight, nothing strange happened.

After this surprise attack, Bai Shuangxing slept very lightly, and when he woke up, it was seven o'clock in the morning.

The morning sun was shining, she sat up sleepily from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the task interface in her mind.

……white night.

After Bai Ye appeared, many people speculated that it was formed because of the brain waves of the deceased.

— that is, "consciousness."

After death, if the mind is strong, there is a certain chance that the brain waves will remain in the world, producing an unknown magnetic field.

Once this magnetic field resonates with a living person, it will pull that person into the magnetic field.

According to the memories of people who survived the White Night, in each challenge, there is a very special ghost with deep resentment, a very tragic experience, and is closely related to the main task.

If you guessed right, they are likely to be the masters of the brain waves that form the magnetic field.

It is precisely because their resentment cannot be dissipated that White Night finally formed.

If so, who was the source of it all, and where did its resentment come from, in this white night in which she lived?

After all, guesses are just guesses. With the clues we have so far, it is difficult to draw useful conclusions.

Bai Shuang gently rubbed the center of her eyebrows, got up and took a shower.

She woke up early, and when she opened the door, there was silence in the corridor, and no one else had woken up yet.

Being idle now is also idle, since Master Baili and the landlord are tight-lipped about the truth, Baishuangxing simply walked out of the building to see if he could get news from the neighbors.

There is no doubt that Baijia Street is a very dilapidated urban-rural junction.

The street is narrow, and there are low and old houses on both sides. Although it is bathed in the morning sun, it feels like an old and dying person, with no life at all.

Since Master Baili is famous...why would he live in such a place?

The more Bai Shuangxing thought about it, the more strange she felt. She was going to ask a neighbor about the situation, but suddenly she heard someone calling her: "Sister."

Looking back, it was a little girl under ten years old with a schoolbag on her back.

The girl was a little shy, and when she stared straight at her, there was an inconspicuous pink in her ears.

After hesitating for a second, as if he finally mustered up the courage, the child stretched out his right hand to her.

Bai Shuangxing frowned.

The child's palm should be clean and flawless, but the one in front of her has several scars of different sizes, large and small.

The palm was too thin, and there was almost a thin layer of skin on the outside of the bone. On the palm, there was a band-aid lying quietly.

"Your foot hurts in the back."

It wasn't until the girl finished speaking timidly that Bai Shuang looked down, only to find that a layer of skin had been torn off her ankle, exposing the reddish flesh inside.

It should be because ran too fast last night and accidentally ran into something.

"thanks."

Bai Shuangxing took the Band-Aid: "Your hand—"

Before she finished speaking, the girl quickly withdrew her right hand, lowered her head and shook her head: "I fell down before, it's okay."

The child paused, and when he looked up again, he showed a shy smile: "Sister, I'm going to be late for school, brother is waiting for me over there, goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, turned and trot to the other side.

Bai Shuangxing followed the trend and saw a boy who was also thin at the end of the street.

It seems that they are a pair of brother and sister who are going to school.

The figures of the two children gradually faded away. She held a band-aid in her hand and rubbed it lightly.

In a white night full of murderous intentions, it was a novelty to get such a small gift of kindness.

"Ugh."

While thinking, a strange female voice came from behind: "Jiang Mian, girl—"

Bai Shuang turned around: "The child's name is Jiang Mian?"

A woman stood behind her, who seemed to be a resident of this street: "Very sensible, right? It's a pity that her father is a scum, you saw her hand just now—"

She curled her lips: "Do you think that looks like a fall?"

Bai Shuangxing thought of the girl's bruised palm: "Domestic violence?"

"you do not say."

The woman said: "Her father is a gambler, and her mother was beaten away three years ago, leaving Jiang Yu and Jiang Mian two brothers and sisters... What a crime."

She narrowed her eyes as she spoke, showing a curious look: "I just saw you coming out of No. 444, where do you live?"

She was very concerned, and Bai Shuangxing thought she could find out important news, but the woman just clicked her tongue and said:

"What an unlucky number, and have you heard of it? There are often car accidents on the road in front of that building, it's very evil!"

Very evil.

Bai Shuangxing's heart moved, and he continued to deepen the topic: "Really? The landlord never told me this. Do you know the landlord there?"

"That man?"

The woman shrugged: "Gloomy, I don't know him well."

"Where's Master Baili?"

"Master Baili?"

The woman was stunned: "Oh, you said that Taoist priest... I heard that he is quite amazing, but he has never shown his face."

The two occupants of 444 were infrequent, and the woman knew little about them.

Bai Shuang asked for a moment, before saying goodbye, thanked the other party politely.

Near noon, Xu Qingchuan called.

The three of them are now grasshoppers on a rope. After reuniting, they searched for clues together in the alley.

Neighbors in the neighborhood didn't know much about Master Baili. They almost walked the whole alley, and finally got only a few basic information.

The background of this white night was ten years ago, Baijia Street was located in the south of Jiang'an City, and its geographical location was very remote.

No. 444 has been unoccupied until recently, and Master Baili moved in with the landlord.

The two have almost cut off contact with the outside world, and are regarded as weird by many neighbors. The strangest thing is that no one has seen Master Baili.

From this, it can be speculated that Baili may have encountered some kind of accident and had to retreat here, and she has been hiding from people...

Bai Shuangxing felt that the reason must not be simple.

Before you know it, time has come to night, and a new trial is about to start.

The option of "chasing the moon" was the weirdest. To be on the safe side, this time, the three chose to feed in the cemetery.

For two consecutive nights in the cemetery, for some reason, Xu Qingchuan and Wen Chuchu didn't feel so scared this time.

How should put it, ever since what happened yesterday, when come to the cemetery... always feel like going home.

The second trial is very simple, you only need to squat in front of the entrance of the cemetery, arrange steamed buns, wine and vegetables in an orderly manner, and then insert incense.

The process was not difficult, and the Baishuang Xing was finished quickly, and recalled what Master Baili said in heart.

If you do encounter them, you must not provoke them.

Pretend not to see, don't look at each other, and don't answer their questions.

Before coming to the cemetery, they discussed coping strategies.

Literally, no matter what you hear or see, as long as you pretend to be deaf and dumb, you can pass smoothly.

Wish it was that easy.

Bai Shuangxing didn't relax his guard, stood up and glanced around.

The cemetery was built on the edge of the city, backed by an unknown mountain, with dense and verdant trees planted on both sides of the entrance, when the wind blows, in addition to the whimpering sound of the wind, there is also the rustling sound of branches and leaves.

The rest of the place is quiet.

The reflections of the trees weighed down heavily, and the darkness was reflected under their feet, like a dirty black quagmire, or like the outstretched arms of wraiths, waving around, as if trying to hold something.

In an environment that is too quiet, people will always feel hairy in their hearts.

Baishuangxing is no exception.

She silently stabilized her mind, intending to turn her head to look at the food, but the moment she turned around, she froze suddenly.

...has a face.

A pale, bloodless face floated in the air, not staring at the food, but quietly stuck behind her, staring at her.

Such a visual impact was too great, Bai Shuangxing held his breath, and could even hear his heart stop beating.

Time seems to freeze for a short time.

The next second, she showed a habitual smile: "The food is getting cold, is this method really useful?"

Xu Qingchuan opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse.

He was really frightened just now.

That face appeared without warning, and its appearance was even more distorted and thin. He was terrified enough to look at it, not to mention the hoarfrost that was clinging to it.

She didn't call out directly.

Xu Qingchuan admired him, and Wen Chuchu who was at the side was very clever, and answered quickly: "Yeah, why haven't you come yet? I'm so sleepy, if we wait like this, when can we go back to sleep?"

The pale face glanced at the two of them, probably accepted the words, and slowly approached the food.

As soon as it left, Baishuangxing immediately felt that the air was much fresher.

Before that, she had heard of this damn ritual.

The cemetery is the most gloomy place in a city. There are countless wandering ghosts. These ghosts have no one to pay homage to them. Once they see someone offering food, they will flock to them.

Don't look, don't listen, don't answer.

Wen Chuchu was most afraid of ghosts and ghosts, and was too nervous to move; Xu Qingchuan was better than her, but standing in the thick yin, he inevitably felt uncomfortable.

"Almost over."

Bai Shuangxing not far away said, "We'll leave when they finish their food. Uncle Shen must be waiting impatiently."

Xu Qingchuan was stunned: "Shen...?"

Who is Uncle Shen?

One word out of his mouth, he knew it was over.

The ghosts gathered in the cemetery, rustling, he didn't dare to look too much, so he focused all his attention on the two teammates and only communicated with them.

But what if... Bai Shuangxing didn't say that sentence just now?

Grab the moment when his spirit is on high alert, and imitate his companion's tone to talk to him.

"Uncle Shen" is just a fictional character fabricated casually. Of course, it is impossible for Xu Qingchuan to know him. As long as he expresses doubts and doubts, it proves...

He can see them.

An unexpected trap, this is the hardest part of this trial.

A sense of despair flooded in like a tide, and Xu Qingchuan heard a vague buzzing in his ears.His heart clenched tightly at this moment, and he saw behind Bai Shuangxing, a female ghost staring at him with a half-smile.

The female ghost took a step closer.

At the same time, Bai Shuangxing smiled softly: "You want to ask why Shen Chan didn't come? Her house is strictly controlled, and her parents won't let her go out after eleven o'clock in the evening."

——Shen Chan?

Wen Chuchu is clever, although she has never heard of this name, after realizing Bai Shuangxing's intention, she immediately responded:

"That's right! How many times has she let us go? But Xu Qingchuan is also to blame for insisting on setting the time at twelve o'clock."

Xu Qingchuan also understood, and nodded hastily: "My fault, my fault, but twelve o'clock is the rule, no, it cannot be changed."

Stumbled a bit.

God knows how violent his heartbeat was.

"However, it's not a loss if she didn't come."

Bai Shuangxing looked at the bowls and chopsticks in front of the tomb, with a little regret in his eyes: "We came here all the way, didn't we just want to test the truth of the legend? Unfortunately, we only saw that the food was decreasing, and we didn't see a single ghost."

The female ghost who imitated her before had a serious look and looked at the three of them carefully.

...Have you lied to her?

"The meal is almost over."

Xu Qingchuan said: "We—"

When he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, trying to look at his two companions, but what caught his eyes was a swollen face.

The face of a dead man, with round eyes, pale as paper, is only a short distance away from him.

……Grass!

In an instant, the heartbeat increased and the brain roared.Xu Qingchuan tried hard to maintain his sanity, swallowed the scream, and twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "Let's go."

The second trial passed without any risk.

As the most devastated poor man, Xu Qingchuan's legs were still weak until he walked out of the cemetery.

While lamenting the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he couldn't help secretly marveling: Bai Shuangxing's reaction speed was too fast.

Seeing a grimace suddenly, most people would be frightened and scream or back away, but she calmed herself down in just a second.

It is the same when answering the word "Shen".

Thanks to her for inventing a "Shen Chan" who cut off his conversation with the ghost, without her, Xu Qingchuan would definitely be exposed.

He is not a face-saving person, so he said generously, "Thank you."

"I'm so nervous."

Wen Chuchu rubbed her face vigorously: "Fortunately, Shuangxing responded quickly and made up a temporary person."

"It's not actually a compilation."

Bai Shuangxing smiled: "I have a friend named Shen Chan, just now I reflexively said her name."

"but……"

Xu Qingchuan muttered: "This is too dark! Those ghosts come and go without a trace, and they can also imitate the words of the people around them. If they are not careful, they will get their ways. What kind of hatred and resentment are there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar chuckle.

"There is no way. As a mature commercial film, we must pay attention to fast-paced, exciting, and give the audience all-round surprises."

056 said: "If every trial of yours goes smoothly, the audience will accuse the plot of being too watery and give you a bad review of one star."

Xu Qingchuan laughed angrily: "I can't see it, you are quite pursuing quality."

"of course."

056 did not hesitate: "Our movie must be perfect, no matter the logic, plot or scare point, there must be no flaws-this will be the best movie in the world!"

The brain is sick.

Xu Qingchuan was tortured tonight, holding his breath, and sneered: "Really? I think the story has the biggest logical loophole."

"What loophole?"

"It's us."

Xu Qingchuan said: "In all fairness, after experiencing so many horrific incidents, is there really anyone who is willing to stay here and be a disciple of Master Baili?"

——The third law of horror films.

No matter what happens, the protagonist will never leave the place where the incident happened.

Like the mutual attraction between magnets, they will always stay in haunted houses, weird schools, and forests where murderers frequently appear.

In this regard, the normal view is:

Run away!Run away desperately!Staying in those damned places, do you still want to sit on the ground and become a Buddha?

"That's right. No matter who it is, they will want to escape."

Wen Chuchu agreed: "The protagonists have all run away, how can this movie be made?"

056 was silent for a while, and sneered back.

"You, Xu Qingchuan."

056 said: "You are a character who likes to gamble and is heavily in debt. The usury said that if you don't pay back the money within a month, you will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish. And the salary given by Master Baili is—"

It says a staggering number.

In just one sentence, the sense of substitution is too strong.

Xu Qingchuan twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to speak.

Although I really want to refute, but... he is completely unable to say "no"! Damn it!

Wen Chuchu was so amused by this person that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she covered her mouth and smiled, and heard 056 say again:

"And you, Wen Chuchu. Have you seen the mortgage records in the suitcase? Do you know how much credit card balance you have in your character? Are you going to drink Northwest Wind if you can't pay off the debt?"

Wen Chuchu: ...

Although I really want to refute, but... suddenly I am full of infinite fighting spirit for the matter of becoming a closed disciple of Master Baili, damn it!

"As for Baishuang."

056 snorted coldly: "You resigned from the company in violation of the contract, the liquidated damages—"

Bai Shuang touched the tip of his nose.

I really want to refute, but...

Well she didn't want to refute.

All the irrationality finally had a perfect explanation at this moment.

"I understand."

Wen Chuchu expressed his feelings: "What is scarier than ghosts are math problems, and what is scarier than math problems—"

The three of them said in a low voice at the same time, "There is no money."