Without further ado, after receiving Zhao Bing's location, Huang Xiaolong decisively took Ma Chuxia, Huo Bingyan and others to the deserted village bordering Wuxi City in Suzhou City.

In order to hurry up, Huang Xiaolong even used flying talismans.

Soon, Huang Xiaolong and others landed not far from the entrance of the deserted village where Zhao Bing filmed.

From a distance, I saw a group of people gathered at the entrance of the village, as if they were looking forward to it.

From a distance, Huang Xiaolong saw the beautiful Zhao Bing and her agent, Sister Huanhuan, a beautiful woman in capable professional attire.

"Xiaolong!" Zhao Bing also saw Huang Xiaolong and hurriedly brought the people to meet him.

After meeting, Zhao Bing found that Huang Xiaolong was not here alone, and brought several beautiful women with great national beauty. A hint of jealousy flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she was soon replaced by the strong lovesickness. "Xiaolong! You are so fast! You are as if you are falling from the sky, it's so amazing!"

As he said that, Zhao Bing's face suddenly turned red, he lowered his head and murmured to himself. "You always suddenly come to me when I am at the most dangerous time... It's so happy and touching."

Sister Huanhuan also smiled at Huang Xiaolong. "Master Xiaolong, it's been a long time since I saw her." There was also a hint of unspeakable longing and attachment in her eyes when she looked at Huang Xiaolong. However, she was much older than Huang Xiaolong, and she could only bury this complex feeling deeply in her heart.

"Oh, I happen to be nearby." Huang Xiaolong smiled casually.

I looked at the men and women behind Zhao Bing, and there were dozens of people in total.

Zhao Bing quickly introduced them, and these people were all staff members or actors of the crew.

"Don't be afraid anymore. This is the master Xiaolong I told you. He is so powerful. No matter what kind of ghost is, he can easily solve it!" Zhao Bing said to everyone seriously. "To be honest, there are really ghosts in this world! Don't believe it. I have indeed experienced supernatural events. If it weren't for Xiaolong here, I would have been killed by the evil ghost long ago!"

As soon as Zhao Bing finished speaking, the crew members and actors all looked at Huang Xiaolong for help, and praised Huang Xiaolong with all his mouths.

What a long time to admire the famous name, it is well-known and has said a lot.

When Huang Xiaolong saw these people, including Zhao Bing and Sister Huanhuan, they were all dejected and extremely listless, and there was a faint ghost energy lingering around them and on the Yintang.

"Hehe, it seems that I'm really here." Huang Xiaolong touched his nose and smiled faintly. "If it's a few more days late, the entire crew will probably become the on-the-trade meal for the evil spirits."

"Let's go, take me to the deserted village to have a look." Huang Xiaolong smiled.

At that moment, a group of people surrounded Huang Xiaolong like stars and the moon, and walked towards the desolate village.

Like the photos Zhao Bing sent before, this village is a small and broken village that has been abandoned for many years and has no one living in it. It has ruined walls and rocks, and there are crooked old trees with crooked necks and dilapidated mud walled houses everywhere.

It is obvious that there are resentment and ghost energy, like smog, simmering in the village.

Huang Xiaolong felt the unique taste of the Japanese evil spirits and the same resentment as in that horrible video.

It seems that this time I have really found the right place!

"Who is the director of your movie?" Xiaohong said with a giggle. "Look at me, can I act."

A deputy director looked at Xiaohong with a flattering look. "Little girl, you are so beautiful, you can not only act, but also play the leading female lead. Otherwise, I will introduce you to Director Song later."

The director mentioned that "Director Song" is the director of this ghost movie. He is also quite famous in China and is considered a big name in the entertainment industry.

The director is the soul of the entire crew, the most important role, the top leader, so he seems to be holding an air and does not come to greet Huang Xiaolong.

"Little girl, what do you want to play?" the deputy director asked with a smile.

Xiaohong giggled, pointed at Qingqing, and pointed at Heimei. "All three of us can play monsters."

At this moment, a few people came out of the village, led by a middle-aged man in his forties, slightly fat, wearing a vest and a baseball cap, full of temperament, holding a big speaker and a loudspeaker in his hand.

When I saw the middle-aged man, the deputy director and the crew, I rushed up and shouted "Director Song".

Sister Huanhuan whispered in Huang Xiaolong's ear. "Master Xiaolong, that fat man is the director of this drama. This guy is quite lustful. He always wants to hide in our Bingbing. You have to pay attention. It is best to find a chance to clean up this grandson. Even me, he wants to make an idea!"

Sister Huanhuan looked angry.

"Oh?" Huang Xiaolong suddenly smiled jokingly, then looked at Director Song, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ma Chuxia whispered beside Huang Xiaolong. "Xiaolong, that director has been swayed by a ghost."

"I know." Huang Xiaolong said calmly. "But don't alarm the snake."

When Huang Xiaolong saw Director Song's first sight, he opened his eyes and saw that there was a ghost wearing Japanese clothes in Song's body, with blood all over his body and strong resentment.

At this time, it seemed that the crew member told Director Song that Huang Xiaolong was invited by Zhao Bing to catch ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. He looked at Huang Xiaolong with a sinister and resentful look. At the same time, some greed oozed out of this gaze, as if he regarded Huang Xiaolong as a fat prey.

Next, Director Song picked up the loudspeaker and shouted loudly. "Don't be afraid, don't be superstitious. What the hell can there be in broad daylight? I have reported the missing people in our crew, and the police will find them as soon as possible. There are no ghosts in this deserted village! Those people are just lost and lost. Humph! The little Taoist priest who caught ghosts is simply nonsense! Is crazy! You are so nervous, how can we film? And... those charlatans, our crew doesn't welcome you, get out!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Bing immediately turned his back and said angrily. "Director Song, our people have been missing for several days, and we haven't seen you take any measures. We still feel at ease... Since you ignore our lives and death, we can't save ourselves? Now the entire crew is panicked, who is still in the mood to make a movie?"

"Hehehe~ My big singer, are you quite stubborn?" Director Song stared at Zhao Bing sinisterly. In the flash, a trace of resentment burst out from Director Song's eyes, and the spider web wrapped around Zhao Bing.

Zhao Bing shivered slightly, but didn't think there was any problem.

Huang Xiaolong watched from the side without making a sound, but just looked at Ma Chuxia from the corner of his eyes and sent a voice into the secret passage. "Zhao Bing was cursed by this Japanese ghost possessed by the director. My little wife, you can use the talisman to unravel the curse for Zhao Bing later, and eliminate the ghost energy on everyone in the crew. I'll stare at this Japanese ghost possessed by the director."

Ma Chuxia nodded obediently.

After cursing Zhao Bing, Director Song turned around and left.

Huang Xiaolong followed silently.

As he walked, Huang Xiaolong directly recited the invisibility spell, blocked the aura on his body, and followed Director Song unscrupulously.

Soon, Director Song walked into a small farmyard.

A dilapidated courtyard, a house with earth walls.

On the trees outside the house, dozens of crows were flapping their wings and making croaking sounds.

Huang Xiaolong clearly sensed that this small farmyard was filled with terrible resentment, especially in the earthen wall house, the resentment almost condensed into substance, like drops of blood, seeping out of the earthen wall and flowing on the ground to form a pool of blood.

Director Song smiled, opened the door and got in, and closed the door with a bang.

"There is definitely a problem with this house..." Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. "The strongness of this resentment will definitely not lose to the villa of Jia Yazi..."

With a thought, Huang Xiaolong flashed directly into the earthen wall house.

Inside the house!

The wind is howling!

Resentment is surging!

In the midst of the cold wind and resentment, miserable grimaces appeared, and they opened their mouths and told something.

The furnishings in the house are extremely simple.

The most eye-catching thing is a tattered table, on which there is a laptop computer.

At this time, Director Song sat in front of the laptop, skillfully controlling the computer, constantly copying and pasting a video file, and publishing it in various forums and posts.

Every time a video file is sent, part of the resentment in the room will be taken away by the file.

In other words, every video file is attached with a terrible curse and resentment, and then it is quickly spread through the Internet to curse the person who received the video file!

This is a strange and clever method that can achieve long-distance cursing and killing people!

Uncovered murderous intent flashed in Huang Xiaolong's eyes, and his body directly showed his body. "Hehehe, it turns out that these horror videos of cursing people were spread from this computer. You are the communicator... Hehe, this is really a place to search for, and it takes no time to get it."

"Who?!" Director Song, who was immersed in the pleasure of spreading the curse, screamed in surprise, then turned his head, stared at Huang Xiaolong with his eyes cursing, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Did you see it? Do you know our secret? Hehehehe, then you go and die!"

The cold wind and resentment in the room boiled like boiling water!—
Chapter completed!