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Lu Fan rushed into the teaching building again, and about ten minutes later, he came out of the teaching building with an opaque cloth bag in his hand.

He quickly ran back to the car, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat.

He was about to speak when he heard Ding Xingyou say in a deep voice, "We'll talk at the hotel."

Lu Fan nodded, leaned back in the back seat, and closed his eyes to rest.

He was already very tired from filming today, and then he went through this scene in the evening, which required him to concentrate intensely. Now he just feels extremely exhausted.

Fortunately, there were still some gains.

Ding Xingyou immediately started the car. Xiao Li and Da Liu supported Lao Chen, who hadn't fully recovered yet, on either side. The atmosphere in the car was oppressive.

The car drove away from the abandoned primary school and headed towards the hotel.

Ding Xingyou couldn't help but glance at the teaching building in the rearview mirror. Strangely, the teaching building, which had been completely dark just moments before, now had lights shining from the prop room on the second floor.

Back at the hotel, the three of them, each feeling uneasy, went back to their rooms. Ding Xingyou, on the other hand, called Lu Fan to his suite.

After closing the door, Ding Xingyou anxiously looked Lu Fan up and down: "Are you alright? Going in again just now was too risky!"

"It's alright." Lu Fan said calmly, placing the cloth bag on the coffee table. "The other party was very careful in their arrangements, but after breaking the core, the remaining parts are not much of a threat."

Seeing that Lu Fan was indeed unharmed, Ding Xingyou breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Lu Fan, I really owe you a lot today. You saved my man again. I... I don't know how to thank you."

"I'm part of the crew, it's my duty." Lu Fan shook his head, his attention returning to the cloth bag. "Besides, this trip wasn't in vain, I gained something."

He untied the cloth bag and took out its contents one by one.

The three strangely drawn talismans, written with special pigments, had lost their effectiveness but still retained a chilling aura.

Seven small, roughly palm-sized black triangular flags, each with intricate runes painted on its surface.

An ordinary voice recorder.

Finally, there was a piece of black wood that was slightly smaller but darker in color than the one we found in the toilet before!

"Yin wood?" Ding Xingyou's expression changed, somewhat uncertain.

Lu Fan nodded.

Ding Xingyou's eyes darkened as he looked at the items: "Did you just get these in the teaching building?"

"Hmm." Lu Fan picked up the piece of Yin wood and weighed it in his hand. "This piece of Yin wood has a stronger baleful aura than the last one, but it will be more effective in my hands."

He then picked up the antique bronze mirror he had brought out from the prop room: "This mirror is no ordinary item either. It was deliberately crafted and has some interesting features. It's worth quite a bit of money."

Ding Xingyou, however, had no interest in the value of these items. Her voice trembled as she said, "Lu Fan, this place is too eerie. I don't want to film this anymore. Let's find another location. Or, I might as well not film this at all!"

Lu Fan shook his head: "Director Ding, do you think it's a problem with this teaching building? If you go to another place, these things will appear the same way."

Ding Xingyou was taken aback: "You mean, someone is deliberately targeting me to prevent me from successfully filming this movie?"

"I don't know the purpose of the person behind this, but this Yin Wood has appeared twice. If we don't find out who did it, there will probably be more trouble later on," Lu Fan said in a deep voice.

Then, he picked up the recorder and pressed the play button.

A series of extremely chaotic music, accompanied by other sounds, came from the recorder; the tune was very strange.

The moment the sound was uttered, Ding Xingyou felt agitated, his temples throbbed, and his scalp tightened.

"Ugh... Lu Fan, turn this music off!" Ding Xingyou was extremely averse to the music and became irritable.

Lu Fan immediately turned off the sound and said, "This recording pen is hidden in the prop room. Together with these talismans, bronze mirrors, and yin wood, it can cause people to unconsciously experience perceptual confusion, tense nerves, loss of judgment, and even fatal hallucinations."

This is a scheme that combines sound wave interference, psychological suggestion, and mystical formations; it blends science and metaphysics, and the methods are highly sophisticated.

"Hmph!" Ding Xingyou's face darkened, his delicate features turning icy cold. "This person has repeatedly plotted against me, does he think I'm easy to bully? Lu Fan, I invite you to serve as the feng shui consultant for our ancestral home. Are you willing?"

"For our crew, no problem." Lu Fan nodded in agreement.

Ding Xingyou was immediately overjoyed: "Okay, Lu Fan, use whatever means you have, I'll cover for you. If you need anything, I'll do everything I can to get it for you."

"I think you should protect yourself first. Keep the talisman I just gave you with you at all times. Tonight, I'll get you another protective amulet when I get back," Lu Fan said.

He had barely finished speaking when, unexpectedly, a blush crept onto Ding Xingyou's fair face. She asked somewhat awkwardly, "Lu Fan, um... when can I erase the drawing you did on my back last time?"

"Huh?" Lu Fan exclaimed in surprise, "You haven't wiped it off yet? How did you wash yourself in the shower?"

Ding Xingyou's face turned even redder: "I just... you didn't tell me, so I didn't dare to wipe it off. I even cover the pattern when I shower..."

Ding Xingyou spoke softer and softer, his head almost buried in his chest.

Lu Fan suppressed a laugh and said, "Sorry, I forgot to tell you, it can be washed. Of course, it still works even if you don't wash it."

"Okay," Ding Xingyou said in a barely audible voice.

She felt a burning sensation on her back, a feeling she couldn't quite describe.

Just then, Lu Fan's phone vibrated in his pocket. He picked it up and saw that it was Yu Tinglan calling.

"Xiao Fan, check the trending topics." Yu Tinglan said only one sentence before hanging up the phone.

Lu Fan opened his phone and saw that several trending topics were about him.

#Xu Haotian's injury during filming suspected to be due to an opponent's mistake#

#Lu Fan's acting skills were completely outshone by Xu Haotian#

#The supernatural events in a certain V drama crew have escalated, and the male lead is finding himself increasingly troubled#

#The Unknown Relationship Between Lu Fan and the Director#

Clicking on it reveals several blurry photos from the set, one of which appears to be the moment Xu Haotian's leg was hit by a prop sword, with the caption implying that Lu Fan deliberately made a mistake.

There were also so-called "industry insiders" who claimed that Lu Fan's acting skills were simply no match for Xu Haotian's, and that he relied entirely on director Ding Xingyou to forcibly add scenes and show favoritism.

Some have even attributed all the recent "accidents" and "paranormal rumors" on set to the bad luck brought by Lu Fan, this "inauspicious person," and have even subtly implied that he had an intimate relationship with female director Ding Xingyou that went beyond work, which is how he got the role and received protection.

Xu Haotian's fans have flooded the comments section and related topics with heated arguments:

"Lu Fan, get out of the production crew! How many more times do you want to ruin our Haotian brother's career?"

"If your acting is bad, just be a pretty face. Why are you trying to steal the spotlight? I feel sorry for Haotian, he works so hard during filming!"

"Is all the strange happening on set because of him? A mystical lucky charm? I think he's a mystical jinx!"

"Does Director Ding have poor taste? He's disregarding the safety of the crew and the quality of the production for some young, handsome actor?"

"I heard he has a very powerful backer, maybe Director Ding is also..."