Thriller Trainee

Yingdi Ye stood in place, and the yin-bird's gaze swept over the young man's red eyes and squishy lips.

The white shirt on the latter was drenched and hung loosely on him. The first two buttons were unbuttoned by the devil, revealing a large piece of pale skin behind him. Deep down he could see the mysterious and unpredictable ends of the pattern.

Anyone who has experienced the wind and moon field for a long time can easily see that something unusual must have happened in that dark bathroom just now. I am afraid that not long ago, the white-haired young man was hurt/loved by others.

Not to mention that there was a sigh in the invisible earphone that came together, suppressed to the depth of the throat, and was suddenly crushed, completely losing any voice on the other side.

"What did you just do in there?"

Jealousy and anger swept through his sanity, and the possession of what he believed to be tainted made Yingdi Ye's voice suddenly sharp, infinitely close to the spiteful and cold ghost sound in the headset.

But it was only a moment. After a while, he immediately realized his gaffe and regained his former elegant voice, but his expression remained gloomy.

However, Zong Jiu, who was in a bad mood, sneered: "What is your business?"

After experiencing it once, he now feels that his previously dry and hot body has calmed down a lot.

But it is not enough. The pattern on the collarbone and chest is still slowly spreading, Zong Jiu can clearly perceive this.

"Sub-system, will my curse be eradicated?"

Since leaving the Super S Grade dungeon, the sub-system that has lost the status of the host has become extremely silent. Unless Zong Jiu calls it in his heart, most of the time it pretends to be a deadly virtue with the main system.

【No. But the effect is indeed diminished]

Sure enough, his curse was still not eradicated.

The white-haired young man stood there and rubbed his messy hair a little irritably.

After being grasped and released by the demon just now, he could also clearly feel the burning-like lines on his body gradually dimming.

...This also confirmed his previous guess with the subsystem.

Shabu Nicholas, desire/hope and reproduction must be one of them, right?

As soon as he said this, the other two male partners looked at him with shocked eyes.

It's not just that the white-haired young man dared to directly choke the movie emperor, but more importantly, neither he nor Ye Yingdi left the plot!

It was the assistant who raised the question this time.

He looked at them in surprise: "Could it be that the evil spirits in this old castle are fake..."

In the next second, the assistant received the same treatment as the fat house. His little finger was suddenly cut off and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

The assistant knelt to the ground with pain and let out a painful cry like a pig.

No, it hasn't been out of the control of the evil spirits of the castle!

This time, the cold voice did not sound from the headset, but directly appeared in the castle, echoing on the mottled and peeling wall.

"Plot changes that cannot be advanced due to force majeure are allowed."

"But, no next time."

In the conversation between the two people just now, because Ye Yingdi could not enter the bathroom due to some unknown reason, the original script was changed again, just like the former rich second generation left but died tragically for unknown reasons.

It turned out that in the eyes of Li Gui, this is the scope of a reasonable change of the plot.

Of course, no one dares to take the risk to try to change the plot, because if the plot fails to go on, it is very likely that it will not be the approval of the ghost, but the disaster!

"Go on, Act 4 and Act 5, don't stop."

Li Gui's voice became colder and colder, and there was a deep resentment in it, like a bag of cold water, which made people excited and continued to drag them into the abyss of fear.

At the fourth act, the assistant's body suddenly began to tremble violently.

Because in the fourth act, the biggest highlight is his death.

After a quarrel between the two parties, the fat house drugged, and the male lead and the male partner were passionate about the bathroom, the assistant found that his things had fallen in the previous wing, so he could only hurriedly fall behind and go back to get it.

Unexpectedly, it was this time leaving the team that caused his death.

The description in the script is quite miserable. It is said that when he was discovered, his body was covered with corpse spots, his limbs were hypertrophy, and his appearance was astonishingly giant, and he even had green hairs.

Originally making a movie, the script was back to the script, and it was impossible to get together.

But now the script becomes a reality.

Zhou Lianwei, who played the second generation of the rich, is dead. Does this mean that if he follows the next plot, he will also...

The more the assistant thought about it, the more frightened, an unabashed look of horror appeared on his face, and his legs began to fight unstoppably.

His gaze wandered around, which was a subconscious reaction of people trying to find the rope in extreme panic.

Suddenly, when he fell on the white-haired young man standing aside, the assistant's eyes stopped.

Because of the angle, he just saw the strange interlaced pattern on the opponent's collarbone at a glance.

In an instant, everything seemed to be far away from him.

The only thing left in the assistant’s sight is that weird and extremely strange, which seems to be able to dig out the deepest desire/thought lines in the human heart. With his breathing, his eyes are bloodshot, as if he has been caught in an evil spirit, and his mouth emits monotonous and repetitive ignorance. Name babbling.

He made a decision he didn't even dare to think about.

The assistant suddenly rushed forward, twisted his hands like a broken bone, and viciously threw the unsuspecting fat house standing aside to the ground.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing!"

Originally, Fei Zhai watched the assistant's fingers fall off with bliss, and he was about to die.

He changed the plot once, and after Fu Er died on his behalf, Fat House was quite relieved.

Unexpectedly, the latter would pounce on him like a crazy dog, digging and digging his fingers on his clothes, the force added by his fingertips was so strong that he would directly leave scarlet blood marks on his body, and there were even nails on the spot. Fracture, the pain was so painful that the fat house screamed.

"Hee hee hee hee, I found it."

The assistant giggled, his head tilted to his shoulders like a broken machine.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes kept staring at the white-haired young man standing there, and the black mist in his pupils spread to the surroundings, too deep to reveal the slightest light.

In his hand, a small bottle was crushed on the spot by him, and the glass piece plunged deeply into the flesh and blood, dripping with blood.

However, he didn't notice this at all, and even lowered his head, trying to pick up the pieces of broken glass with his teeth and swallow them, crawling with his hands and feet to the place where the white-haired youth was standing.

Zong Jiu's heart made a big alarm bell, backing two steps, but suddenly he was grabbed by Ye Yingdi, who had been guarding him a long time ago.

This 100% ghostly upper body actor looked fiercely: "I was asking you, what did you do in there just now?"

The answer to him was the physics holy sword that the white-haired young man smashed down.

Under the supernatural power of killing, even the spirit body received the shock, Li Gui couldn't help letting go.

So Zong Jiu ran towards the other end of the castle corridor without stopping.

Assistant This is a character who wants to forcefully occupy the fat house and change the plot. In this way, it would be the scapegoat fat house who was not performed according to the script, and not him.

But the problem is that the bottle in Fei Zhai's hand was what the props team had previously prepared for him, and used it to dispense medicine for the male lead and the vicious male.

Although Zong Jiu looked like he was bothered by other people's distracting sight, in fact, his vigilance had not been let go.

Cthulhu's curse is like a plague, and it can easily provoke the darkest part of people's hearts. So when he heard the assistant of the actor tell the props team to replace the empty bottles with real medicine, the director team and even everyone didn’t think there was anything wrong with it, and even kept claiming that it would better let the new actors into the play. They are ready to fight back.

In the darkness, the sound of running footsteps echoed in the corridor. After being blocked by the soft and heavy carpet, the dust left alone was raised high and scattered in the air.

For no reason, Zong Jiu was a little bored.

He likes excitement and challenge, but this punishment dungeon, whether it is a hint behind the main mission or something else, clearly shows that the main system is giving him a chance, giving him a chance to solve the curse on himself.

On the contrary, he would rather the ghost of the punishment dungeon have murderous intent on him, and he is reluctant to play such a game with no sense of expectation.

All solutions point to the last ending.

If no.1 did not come, it would be the npc with this copy, and the intention would have been obvious enough.

Furthermore, this curse is obviously not something that can be easily lifted, if you have to do something like that...

At least you have to choose a better bed. Companion.

The previous provocation was provocation, but he really wanted him to do this with the boss of this dungeon, Li Guiying, and that Zong Jiu hadn't come to the point where he had a relationship with ghosts.

After thinking about it, no.1 turned out to be the only optimal solution that can be selected.

Zong Jiu: "..."

What's the matter of being a little upset inexplicably?

I don't know when, he has already ran a long distance. I don’t know if it’s a curse or I just delayed taking the colorless and odorless medicine. The body heat gradually rose, and the wet clothes stuck to the body. It was very uncomfortable. The neckline gradually slipped to the shoulders, revealing a little dark color behind the back, but the end came back again. Menacing gorgeous tattoos.

"Oh, does Mr. Magic miss me?"

A joke and familiar voice sounded in the shadows.

Cold hands wrapped around his neck intimately, and put a black suit jacket on the white-haired young man.

The ancient Egyptian cross amulet chain hanging down on his chest, clanking and hanging on his chest.

The devil's clothes were the same as his people, stained with cold temperature, not as if they had just been taken off from the body, but as if they had just been taken off from a clothes rack.

Zong Jiu turned his head, he didn't know when, he had already ran from the second floor to the third floor.

In other words, the shadow replaced the entire space, making him stand at the corner of the second-floor corridor for one second and run downstairs, and then came to the third floor in the next second.

On the third floor of the castle, facing the middle of the corridor, there is a small window cut into the wall.

The cold moonlight outside spilled in from the window, coating the youth's profile with a veil.

The black-haired man leaned against the wall, grabbed the hand of the white-haired young man, and pulled the person in front of him.

Zong Jiu's gaze shifted lightly: "So fast? Are you finished?"

He was still worried about what had happened just now, and he was also willing to ridicule No.1.

Hey, it seems that there is no solution.

The devil raised his eyebrows and bullied himself up, "Isn't this waiting for your Excellency the Magician to help me with my courtesy?"