Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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They were not the only ones assigned to a double bedroom.
Soon, some people who were slower in finding the room also started to make a fuss. The angriest were two elderly gentlemen with goatees and Taoist robes, with Yuzheng written all over their bodies. When they saw the honeymoon room, they were so angry that they started swearing, and soon they called back the staff member who had left in a hurry.
The staff was in a dilemma. The representative of Qiu Guokai’s company who was in charge of assigning rooms was sweating profusely. However, they had no choice but to keep apologizing in a low voice: “Sorry, sorry, it’s not that we are being rude, the hotel really has no rooms. There is no village nearby. There are a few homestays on the hill, but it’s the off-season now, business is not good, and they are all closed for the holiday. In order to make room for these places, we even requisitioned the rooms of some crew members. The hotel’s standard rooms are still limited. We can only trouble you to bear with it. We will ask the housekeeping department to send more beds and quilts to everyone later.”
Seeing that the little girl was so anxious that she was about to cry, everyone couldn’t bear to make things difficult for her anymore. After being angry for a while, the two men finally took the quilt sent by the housekeeping department and went back to the room.
Wei Xi looked at his second disciple who was silently making the bed. He felt vaguely that the other party’s behavior was a little different from usual. Not only was he silent, but he also looked up at him from time to time. His eyes seemed to be filled with heavy emotions, mixed together and unexpressed.
But he didn’t take it to heart at all, as his second disciple was a man of few words.
Wei Xi was more interested in this room. This was the first time he stayed in a hotel. The decoration in the room was quite different from the room in the Wei family where he often stayed recently.
Shuo Zong saw him touching left and right, then picking up the fake rose that was originally placed on the bed, looking at it, then putting it into his mouth and biting it.
“………………”
He stood up helplessly and grabbed Wei Xi’s wrist, pulled the plastic flower out of his mouth, and saw that the petals were chewed to pieces.
All the flirtatious and ambiguous atmosphere just now disappeared immediately. Instead he pinched Wei Xi’s mouth with a headache and said, “You can’t eat this.”
“Pah, it’s not delicious.” Although Wei Xi had a big appetite, he was not short of food now. Unlike when he just came down the mountain, he had long looked down on these bland ingredients. So, he obediently spat out the residue in his mouth and started to tinker with other things.
Shuo Zong looked at his back, not knowing what he was thinking for a moment, and turned around to open the curtains of the room.
Below the hotel, a dark black car arrived slowly. It was Qiu Guokai.
….
Everyone was gathered in the hotel’s conference room, and Qiu Guokai had also invited the three directors from the crew.
The directors all looked haggard, obviously troubled by the various incidents that had occurred in their own crews. Qiu Guokai briefly introduced both parties and asked the Taoist priests who had arrived earlier: “Masters, have you discovered anything since you got here?”
The mages from various Taoist temples shook their heads together. Many of them unpacked their luggage and went out for a walk with their magic tools soon after. However, apart from being a little secluded and remote and having too many king-size rooms, there was nothing suspicious about this hotel.
Qiu Guokai said disappointedly: “Really?”
Although a time had been agreed upon to deal with the matter, his own crew encountered problems for unknown reasons, and he was still worried because he couldn’t find the reason.
Shuo Zong looked at Wei Xi beside him. Wei Xi had taken a lot of things from the room and was now studying a box of shoe polish with great interest.
He didn’t know what was so interesting about this shoe polish, but when he came to his senses, he found that he was actually mesmerized. He coughed and said, “Mr. Qiu, what is the matter with the unoccupied suites on the seventh floor of this hotel?”
He was probably the only one at the scene who realized that no one lived on the seventh floor, so when the other Taoist priests heard this, they were all surprised: “Is there no one living on the seventh floor of the hotel?”
The three directors looked at each other, as if they knew something, and said cautiously, “The seventh floor has indeed been empty. We asked the reason before, and the hotel said that their boss stopped using this large suite not long after it was renovated, because several groups of guests who checked in reported that the TV and speakers in the room would start up by themselves at night. Later, although the room was stopped, there would still be occasional noises outside the room at night, and gradually, people in this hotel rarely went to the seventh floor.”
“But I think this incident probably has little to do with our crew.” Another director said, “The first strange thing happened to our crew in the film and television city. There was a problem on the day of shooting the stills. The lighting technician kept saying that there were other shadows in front of the green screen blocking the actors. Later, when the photos were uploaded to the computer, many of the actors were indeed blurred as if there was fog. But at the time, no one took it seriously and thought that the camera lens was dirty.”
“A few days later, when filming was about to begin, the props team reported that the costumes had been torn out of their boxes and thrown all over the floor. Many props were also not where they were supposed to be. It was a complete mess.”
“Although this group of extras caused the biggest trouble this time, the signs appeared very early and the methods used to cause trouble were similar. We all think that it must be some unclean people from the film and television city who followed us here.”
The director looked dejected after he finished speaking: “We had clearly performed all the necessary sacrifices when we started filming! And because the subject matter is quite special, the crew has been very careful not to violate any taboos. It’s really frustrating to see this happen. To be honest, I even suspect that other crews hired people to cause trouble.”
As he was talking, the director’s cell phone rang. He picked it up and listened to a few words before asking unhappily, “Have you finished filming tonight’s night scene? Why do you want to call it a day so suddenly?”
After hearing two sentences, the worry on his face became even more serious.
The one who got into trouble was the second female lead of the crew. She returned to the hotel in tears and said that something strange had happened to her as well. She didn’t dare to continue filming and wanted to terminate the contract.
Others all helped to narrate, saying that during the filming just now, the second female lead couldn’t get one of the moves right, and after NGing for more than a dozen times, she just hung on the wire and sulked, blaming the male lead for not using too much force.
Because of her big name, the crew of course coaxed her and even made her some hot coffee because they were afraid she would feel cold.
As a result, the second female lead had just taken the cup then for some reason, she spilled the coffee all over herself, not only getting her clothes dirty, but also getting burned.
The assistant who served the coffee was terrified and apologized frantically, but the second female lead actually burst into tears in fear, saying that she was hit on the back of her hand by something unknown and spilled the coffee. She then attributed the cause to the rumor that the crew was haunted.
To be honest, everyone felt speechless. They had never heard of a haunted place that caused people to spill coffee. Were ghosts so boring?
The directors in the conference room probably felt the same way, and they all stood up to comfort her, saying that she was thinking too much.
The second female lead couldn’t stop crying and was very stubborn in her judgment: “Really! I didn’t lie! Not only was I hit on the hand, but I also heard a voice roaring in my ear!”
She probably wasn’t very popular normally, as everyone just looked at her and said, “That’s what you say.” However, Wei Xi looked at the bag that the director had knocked over when he stood up.
Shuo Zong followed his gaze, leaned over and picked something up with a frown: “What is this?”
It was a CD, placed in a simple transparent box, with a line of words written crookedly in black marker on the surface of the CD:
“Director Wang received it personally.”
The director’s face darkened when he saw the disc, and he turned his gaze to his assistant, who said in panic, “I, I don’t know either. I didn’t put it in there.”
The director looked more angry than scared. He took two steps forward and took the disc from Shuo Zong. He then said unhappily, “I’ve been receiving this stuff since I started planning this play. I was scared to death at first, but later I found out that it was a horror movie.”
When everyone heard this, they all felt it was weird: “A horror movie?”
The director knew what they were thinking and immediately waved his hand: “It’s not what you think. It’s just a short horror movie. It’s not scary at all. I don’t know what shoddy studio made it. But I’m fine after watching so many of them. I didn’t even have any dreams when I slept. I guess it’s just some psychopath who wants to mess with me. If you want to see them, I have a lot of them in my room.”
Many Taoist priests in the conference room came up to check the disc.
After a while, the oldest Taoist priests in the crowd stroked their beards and judged: “There is indeed no evil intention.”
However, everyone was very skeptical about the specific content of the disc. The director didn’t take the disc seriously in the first place, so he asked his assistant to go to the room and take down all the discs he had received and also asked the hotel to bring a player to the conference room.
The discs he received filled up half a cardboard box. The number was quite astonishing. The director flipped through the boxes and found one: “This is the first one I received.”
The lights in the conference room dimmed and the projector began to project onto the screen. After a brief blank, the image finally appeared.
It was a barren sandy land with no other scenery around it, and a well stood alone in the center of the picture.
The scene was still a bit weird. Tuan Tuanyi and Lu Wenqing, who had started to get at odds because they were assigned to the same room, quietly moved towards Wei Xi.
Many Taoist temple masters concentrated their minds and stared at the screen, trying to find useful clues from it.
The next moment, without any warning, a dark human head suddenly emerged from the well.
Lu Wenqing was so frightened that he jumped towards Tuan Tuanyi: “Ah!”
Everyone present also looked solemn, something was wrong!
Then the director, who had been silent at the conference room table, frowned and pointed at the curtain as if he had an occupational disease attack. He then said to the two assistant directors beside him, “Look, this is the one. I was so angry when I saw it. Look at the development of the plot. A ghost suddenly popped up. What is the origin of the well? Where is the prelude? Where is the story? Where is the musical accompaniment? There is nothing. Look at the scenery. It looks like a thirty-mile barren grassland. It is shoddy! And in my opinion, it is suspected of plagiarizing a famous Japanese horror movie. As a professional horror film director, I really can’t stand this kind of rubbish!”
His curse was deep and powerful, his tone was full of anger, and it was full of disappointment towards other creators in the industry. He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the dark figure that crawled out of the well in the video actually paused for a moment, and then quietly crawled away amid his curses.
It really wasn’t scary at all…
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