Fang Shanshui hurriedly left the airport. When he saw the figure master in his arms, he leaned his head back and immediately covered it with his coat.

He was pulled out of the airport all the way until Fang Shanshui stopped, Yuan Pei had time to ask: "Fang Fang, what did you see just now? Is there an enemy?"

Fang Shanshui said vaguely: "That's right."

·

The dark underground palace.

Chu Han didn't know where he was taken to, so he asked Li Ronghao. Li Ronghao said that the master disappeared long before they left the filming location, and then they followed Chu Han and walked all the way here.

But Chu Han was also led here by the master's illusion. He himself didn't know where this place was.

Li Ronghao showed Chu Han a piece of talisman on his palm: "Director, I can still wake up now. It is the peace talisman my uncle sent me before. My peace talisman has been burnt. Before it was burned, it was blacked at least three times, which means that at least three times the ghost wanted to harm me. You have been fine. Do you have any treasures? Can you help us get out of danger?"

Chu Han was confused: "I don't have any talismans."

At this time, the Shaanxi assistant who was awake at some point heard them talking, quietly rubbed over from the side and asked in a low voice: "Director, do you have any other treasures? The consecrated jade, Buddha statues, etc.?"

Li Ronghao: "Yes, jade!"

When Chu Han heard this, he thought of his ancestral jade pendant, so he quickly pulled open the collar and pulled out a red rope from his neck.

A dragon-shaped jade pendant is tied under the red rope.

This jade pendant was passed down from the ancestors of the Chu family. It is said that their family was once a royal relative of which dynasty and which generation they had, but the genealogy was lost during the founding of the country and was criticized for being criticized on big-character posters. After that, their descendants couldn't tell who their ancestors were.

Chu Han murmured: "Is it this thing?"

Looking closely at the jade pendant in Chu Han's hand, it was fluorescent and smooth, with a different luster.

The carved dragon on the jade pendant seems to be alive, especially the highlight is like a real dragon roaring, singing teeth and claws, and angrily devouring evil spirits.

The three of them couldn't help but feel excited.

At this moment, a voice quietly rang behind the three of them.

"Director...you asked me to change the script...I've modified it..."

"Take it back and rewrite it!" Chu Han didn't see the faces of Li Ronghao and his assistant beside him changing greatly. Without raising his head, he rushed back to the script presented by the screenwriter and focused on rubbing the dragon-shaped jade pendant in his hand.

"Director, take a look... take a look..."

Damn it's so soul!

"Do you have any eyes... uh?" Chu Han was about to curse, but suddenly he was pulled hard by Li Ronghao and one of his assistants.

Chu Han's heart suddenly stumbled.

Holding grass, aren’t all those possessed by ghosts in Shaanxi accents? This is such a normal tone, and I’m so embarrassed to scare people!

The screenwriter used all the whites of his eyes and looked at Chu Han: "Director... script..."

Chu Han raised his dragon-shaped jade pendant in front of him tremblingly, Li Ronghao and his assistant retreated behind him, and Chu Han tried hard to push the jade pendant to the screenwriter, but the screenwriter seemed to be uncomfortable at all, but instead raised his hand and pushed Chu Han's arm holding the jade pendant aside.

The jade pendant in Chu Han's hand was almost scared.

After pushing Chu Han's arm away, the screenwriter did not hurt him, but just pushed the script in his hand towards Chu Han.

Chu Hanxin said I refused!

However, looking at the screenwriter's eyes, he had to take it with his hands trembling.

Chu Han turned on the flashlight and looked at the content of the script... Damn it, he couldn't understand a ghostly talisman at all!

Chu Han looked at the screenwriter with a grim face and sincerely begged, "Can you... be able to write it in simplified Chinese?"

The screenwriter looked at Chu Han motionlessly, and his eyes seemed to turn slightly with Chu Han. He seemed to be indifferent to Chu Han's words, but he just stood there stiffly, like a ghost who could suddenly rush to cannibalism at any time.

Chu Han felt cold in his heart, and his heart was filled with the beauty of Chu people in "The Old Corpse of the Mountain Village".

The most terrifying thing is that the dispute between Chu Han and the screenwriter seemed to have attracted the attention of others. Those who were filming and doing their own things looked at each other. The blue and gray faces and pairs of unsightly eyes seemed to reflect Chu Han's figure.

Chu Han looked at the screenwriter eastward, and the "people" in the eastward turned to see him at the same time. Chu Han looked at the screenwriter westward, and the people in the west also turned to see him.

Li Ronghao and Shaanxi assistants hiding behind Chu Han have quietly retreated aside. Seeing that the situation is wrong, they immediately rolled their eyes and pretended to be ghosts.

Forced to have no choice but to yell at the screenwriter who was right in front of him: "You don't use simplified Chinese characters, who can understand how you write is a ghost! Don't you go back and rewrite it for me! Song font! No. 5 characters! Bold! If you write it incorrectly, don't come back, go!!!"

The screenwriter seemed to be startled by Chu Han's roar. His eyes were covered with white eyes, and suddenly rolled out his black pupils, as if he was awakened by the roar.

The screenwriter looked at him blankly and scolded him so hard that he was ignorant. His face was full of ignorance, but probably he was used to being yelled. He took the script back in the director's hand and responded reflexively: "Okay director, yes director, I'll go and change it right away!"

Seeing the screenwriter turn around and leave, the other "people" who looked at Chu Han have returned to normal. They turn around and continue to talk about the lines, sing the minor tunes, and other crew members also perform their own duties.

Seeing that the screenwriter finally left, Chu Han's head was covered in cold sweat and his hands were shaking. Seeing that he was a little shaking, Li Ronghao, who looked admiring next to him, hurriedly supported him.

Shaanxi assistant also gave Director Chu Han a thumbs up.

·

It is important to save people. Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei took a short rest, and then took a car directly to the underground palace based on the map.

On the way, the driver kept advising them: "If you want to travel, there are many good places in our country. Don't run to that ghost place. It's very evil. You may not let you in if you go."

Yuan Pei talked to the driver: "Uncle, is there any explanation?"

The driver yelled and scared them: "There is no such thing, just hearsay. On the day the underground palace was completed, all the staff there suddenly disappeared. In the end, only one of them was found nervously. When asked what he asked, he would only say he was taken away and taken to the ground... As for who took him away? Where to go? Haha."

Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei looked at each other. The figure master who was covered by Fang Shanshui also came out from under the clothes and sat lightly on Fang Shanshui's shoulder, as if he wanted to accompany Fang Shanshui to listen to ghost stories, and his little hand was still holding his neck.

Fang Shanshui seemed to be very interested when he saw the figure master, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of a black line. He thought that one of the recipes he had said was a ghost. What he and Yuan Pei heard was a ghost story. Maybe this figure was a recipe?

Yuan Pei: "Uncle, do you know what's going on in that place? In fact, some friends were fooled and are here to find friends now."

Yuan Pei pretended to be worried about his friend and asked the driver to say more about the inside story.

When the driver heard this, he became serious: "Don't let your friends go in. If you go there, you will never be able to come back! A friend who works in the Tourism Bureau said that the authorities have asked the masters to do rituals twice, but none of them work. Now that place is a pit!

I tell you, there seems to be an altar like a Mayan pyramid in the center of the underworld. The steps on all sides of the altar are made of human bones, and each side is 990 steps. How many bones do you think this is needed? How many people will die? It is said that this altar was discovered by the staff of the underground palace on the day when the underground palace was opened. After discovering it, the authorities immediately organized experts to investigate, but nothing was found. Overnight, everyone in the underground palace disappeared, and the location of the altar could not be found... What do you think this is a matter!"

Yuan Pei was a little panicked when he heard this: "What's next?"

The driver glanced at Yuan Pei and said with a strange expression: "After that, the entire underground palace will come alive."

·

"The director...the script has been modified..."

The screenwriter who was scolded by Chu Han was back, standing quietly beside Chu Han, and said with a faint voice. This time the screenwriter was not full of white eyes, but his eyes were obviously a little green, with a strange smile.

Such a screenwriter made Chu Han even more afraid, and he didn't even dare to use his usual tricks to wake up the screenwriter because he had a feeling that he probably wouldn't be able to wake up this time, and there would be a bad situation.

Chu Han took the script tremblingly and looked at it with a flashlight. Sure enough, this time it was simplified Chinese, and it was not an uncommon word. He explained the background simply and bluntly.

[A crew called "The Ecstasy of Qin Tomb" entered an underground palace while going out to explore the scenery.

But they didn't know that in this underground palace, every wall and every tiles, were covered with human bones.

Those bones that have been covered with thousands of years have woken up as they breathe the smell of these strange people...]

Chu Han shook his hand and looked up at the screenwriter. The screenwriter was smiling at him with green eyes.

"Director... keep reading..."

Chu Han wanted to cry, but under the gaze of the screenwriter, he had to bear the fear and turn it down.

[The people in the crew were possessed one by one, but the director was unaware of it.

One day, the male lead suddenly sang a Qin Opera that everyone could not understand. The assistant who was in Shaanxi dialect in the crew told the director with conjecture that this place was probably a burial pit and suggested that Chu Han leave quickly.

The director did not listen to the advice and brought everyone deeper into the underground palace. Until they found an altar like a pyramid in the center of the underground palace. The director was overjoyed and asked the screenwriter to change the script immediately. He decided to use this altar to shoot a different tomb robbery ghost film.]

Chu Han wanted to cry and said that he was not happy at all. He secretly looked up and glanced at the screenwriter in front of him. The screenwriter with green eyes seemed to suddenly find Chu Han's gaze, and smiled gloomyly: "Director, look, the altar is at your feet."

Chu Han looked back after hearing this, and in an instant, everything in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

The cramped darkness on all sides seemed to be suddenly unveiled by the curtain, and a little bit of flames ignited, and a green light was dotted around the empty surroundings.

The entire crew seemed to appear at the top of an altar out of thin air. Chu Han looked around and there were pale stairs with ominous smell on all sides. The stairs on each side were very long, and seemed to extend hundreds of floors, and they could not see the bottom.

There are a few phosphorus fires dotted on each floor, and the light Chu Han saw that illuminates the darkness was these phosphorus fires.

"director……"

"……director……"

The calls were called out from the familiar and unfamiliar people around them.

The phosphorus fire was densely distributed on the pale altar steps, illuminating the entire pyramid-shaped huge altar, which made the faces of the crew members who seemed to be living zombies, making them even more gloomy and absurd.

Chu Han is going crazy.
Chapter completed!