Chapter 303 Go and have a look

Thinking of how the master had used such foul language to curse them, Zhao Qing's face turned even uglier: "Director, can we change it?"

"No way, you got this one, so just accept it!" Director Liu said with a grin.

Although he felt that the masters had indeed gone too far in their insults, he believed that one cannot see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain.

An Xinghui and Mo Qianxun laughed out loud: "Sigh, who was it that laughed at our choice before? Now you regret it, don't you? Too bad, it's too late."

Mo Qianxun gently patted his shoulder: "Second brother, don't say that. You two are friends, after all."

Receiving a somewhat resentful look from Zhao Qing, An Xing made a gesture to shut up.

Mo Qianxun looked at the black aura around them: "But the High Priest said that we've almost finished practicing our dance, so we should be able to wander around. I'm actually quite curious about their mission."

An Xing glanced back at Mo Qianxun, then looked at them: "That's easy. Let's go take a stroll over there first, watch for a bit, and then go back to practice!"

Director Liu: Aren't you guys in a hurry?

Everyone else is rushing to finish their tasks, and you guys think you've got it all figured out?
"No rush, this is also a good opportunity to rest," An Xinghui waved his hand.

Lunch was provided by the film crew. After lunch, Mo Qianxun found an excuse to avoid the cameras and stood in a small alley.

Ling Feng suddenly appeared in front of her: "You figured it out?"

"With such a large amount of black mist, how could we not see it? What exactly is going on in this town?"

Ling Feng's expression was very serious: "I suspect that the barrier here may soon be unable to suppress those souls."

"Why didn't we notice this before?" Logically speaking, this situation shouldn't exist in their world.

“We wanted to get involved before, but we couldn’t. We were just ordinary people, how could we deal with ghosts and monsters?” Ling Feng looked towards the exit of the alley. “Their team’s mission is probably going to be tough.”

"why?"

"This place was originally a deserted village that had been completely slaughtered. Later, the ancestors of the people in the town fled here. Although these people have been expanding and renovating their houses, they have not changed the layout of the houses. Where it was before, it is still where it is now."

"You mean there's something wrong with these houses?"

Ling Feng nodded: "According to our guess, what is being suppressed in this village are the souls of the original villagers. If they recognize their home, then it is estimated that every household should have at least one of them."

"No wonder they all had some dark aura on them this morning. Could that dark aura be yin energy or resentment?"

"I'm not too sure about that, but you can ask Sister Mei'er. Isn't Sister Mei'er's boyfriend someone in her field?"

Mo Qianxun paused for two seconds, then punched him lightly: "You're so smart, I'll ask Sister Mei'er right now."

"Alright, you should go back now, otherwise people will think you fell into the toilet. If anything happens, just have 008 pass on the message to me." Ling Feng patted her head.

Mo Qianxun slapped his hand away: "You're the one who fell into the toilet."

Suddenly, 008, who was in Mo Qianxun's phone, appeared, but this time he was wearing a very old-fashioned military uniform.

"Today, I'm communications soldier 008!" he said, giving a salute. "Martin the Changer?" someone asked, somewhat surprised to see 008 in a different outfit shortly after.

008's eyes lit up. [Host, you know how I am? I really envy Martin. He's so amazing, he has a different identity every day.]

Mo Qianxun patted his little head: "If we're talking about who's the best, I still think my 008 is the best."

【hey-hey! 】

"Alright, you should go back now!" Ling Feng said, and flew back to the rooftop once more.

Mo Qianxun tidied her hair, which Feng Ge had just messed up.

"Little sister, you're back! Perfect timing! Let's go to Zhao Qing's place first. I'm really curious to see what their designs are like, since they got scolded so badly." An Xinghui waved excitedly to Mo Qianxun. Zhao Qing had just given a perfect demonstration of how that master scolded people.

Mo Qianxun looked at him in confusion: "Why are you so excited?"

"I suddenly realized that I still haven't mastered the essence of cursing. I can't learn how to curse someone so badly without saying a single swear word." An Xinghui was clearly thinking of stealing the master's skills.

Mo Qianxun glanced at him helplessly, then looked at Zhao Qing: "Brother Zhao, then we'll go with you first!"

"Alright, but I have to warn you, this master has a really bad temper. You'd better not mess with him. I always feel like he's not someone to be trifled with. Every time he looks at me, I get chills all over my body." Zhao Qing said, touching his arm.

"Huh? You feel that way too? That's weird, I feel it too." An Xing put her arm around Zhao Qing's shoulder: "What's going on?"

Zhao Qing sighed: "Who knows!"

The four of them walked together toward the house where Zhao Qing and the others were studying.

As soon as she arrived at the door, Mo Qianxun froze, squinting slightly as she looked at the figure standing under the large willow tree next to the house. The figure was completely black and exuded black energy.

Although he has no facial features, you can still feel that he is watching them.

Zhao Qing and An Xing were walking towards the gate when the black figure suddenly reached out to them. The hand instantly grew longer, and just as it was about to touch them, a white light suddenly struck its arm.

The shadowy figure instinctively withdrew its hand and looked in the direction from which the white light had come. There it was, the girl it had been ignoring, now looking at it with a warning gaze.

The shadowy figure paused for only two seconds before disappearing into the willow tree.

As Mo Qianxun followed the group into the master's house, she suddenly felt a chill.

"Strange, I'm dressed so warmly, why do I still feel so cold? Is my coat not keeping me warm enough?" An Xing glanced at her down jacket subconsciously. It shouldn't be like this, it was quite warm just now.

Mo Qianxun quickly stepped forward and grabbed An Xinghui's hand.

An Xing looked down and saw his little sister taking his hand. He quickly patted her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, your second brother is here."

Zhao Qing was also seeing this side of An Xinghui for the first time and was somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect you to have such a gentle side. I thought you were only capable of going crazy."

An Xing rolled her eyes at him: "She's my sister, not you."

Zhao Qing: ...Fine, I'm not worthy, okay?
(End of this chapter)

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