As ti passed, more and more Ghosts gathered at the villa, and the Yin Qi accumulated to an overwhelming level. Even those who usually couldn’t see such things vaguely caught sight of what they shouldn’t have...
When the two dinsions overlapped out of control, a chilling ghostly face appeared before everyone...
Screams could no longer express the emotion of the mont; it was more of a silent scream, leaving everyone dazed and stupefied.
The director and Assistant Director trembled, hugging each other as if to keep warm.
Director: "The place you found! Are you sure there were no wrongful deaths here?"
Assistant Director: "I checked thoroughly. This is a new house; the owners barely lived here. No one has ever died here!"
Director: "Then how do you explain what we’re seeing now?"
Assistant Director: "Maybe... maybe it’s soone’s prank, it’s all projections. These things don’t exist in the real world!"
Director: "Who would be so bored?"
The Assistant Director gave the director a strange look, "Director, be honest, tell the truth, did you arrange this?"
Director: "Idiot! I’m about to piss myself! Are you blind or sothing!"
Due to the overload of Yin Qi and the buildup of negative emotions, the emotions of people in the villa were also suppressed to the extre. Even those with the best tempers beca gloomy and irritable...
As the director and Assistant Director were speaking, the mont before they were hugging each other for warmth, the next mont they started fighting.
The Assistant Director punched over: "I’ve had enough of you, you’re the idiot, your whole family are idiots!"
Director: "You’re rebelling!"
The fight grew more intense, and so staff tried to break it up, but ultimately joined in, turning into a group brawl.
Staff: "Director, Assistant Director, stop fighting!"
Director: "Get that idiot away! Are you stupid? Why are you holding back? I got sucker-punched because of you, all your fault!" and punched towards the staff mber.
The Assistant Director laughed wildly: "Yes! Hold him! Let throw a few punches at him! You always order us around, today we’ll have a coback fight, hurry and hold him down!"
Staff angrily: "I’m just trying to break it up, why hit ? I’ve had enough of you, director, don’t bla !"
Director: "I’ll dock your pay!"
Staff shifted sides like a turncoat: "Assistant Director, don’t bla !"
Assistant Director: "Damn it! The accountant is my relative, I’ll tell them not to pay your wages!"
Staff: "Director, sorry then!"
Director: "I’ll fire the accountant!"
The accountant ran over, joining the brawl: "What did I do wrong!"
"Stop fighting, stop fighting, we’re all colleagues," said the Art departnt head as he ca to break it up.
The Assistant Director threw a punch: "Who asked you to be the peacemaker? I’ve had my eye on you for a long ti, always sucking up to the director. Want to steal my position as Assistant Director? I’ll tell you, I’m hitting you today!"
The Art departnt head was inexplicably punched several tis, jumping up as anger surged, "Fine, one-on-one, let go of the director!"
Accountant: "Cousin, don’t fall for it, that guy’s using a provocation tactic!"
Assistant Director: "I know! Beat the director, beat him to death!"
Art departnt head: "Director, stand behind , whoever dares hit the director, step over ! Ah—who! Who pushed over! Ah—who! Who’s stepping on !"
Several Props Team staff crowded over: "It was us!"
"We’ve long wanted to beat the director, working day and night on props, and he dismisses days of our hard work with a single word! Beat him to death!"
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