The Strongest Ghost-Abusing Director/C16 A hanging rope in an uninhabited village
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C16 A hanging rope in an uninhabited village

Yes, I remember!

This is the Water Gate Village, which is definitely the location designated by the investors. After I signed the shooting contract, I even discussed the location of this village with Mr. Chen, the representative, on the map.

I remembered that on the map, there was a lake to the southwest of Watergate Village. It was called Everlasting Lake, and it should be the lake that I met the ghost lady at when I was bringing the boat over.

However …

Why was it such a coincidence?

That is to say, even if I didn't enter the Water Gate Village by accident, my production team would have probably moved here to film in less than a week. Although it was only a scene regarding the male lead's nightmare, it was unlikely to be filmed within three days …

What!

Nightmare?

When I mentioned the word nightmare, I couldn't help but be shocked …

The male protagonist's nightmare? Did it have to be such a coincidence!?

Thinking of this, I was stunned at the entrance of the village. With my left hand supporting the stone tablet, I slowly crouched down. My eyes were rolling around in panic …

Shaking my head, let me go through the events in my mind: the mysterious man, Corpse Village, the camera place, the hunchback, the black cat, the ghost press, the nightmare!

And then these words were fine-tuned to clarify the question in my mind...

Who is this mysterious person? Why did he remind me of those twelve words after he saved me? Did he already know that sooner or later I would come to Corpse Village? Why was this "Corpse Village" the designated location of the investors? Why did the hunchbacked old man bring the black cat here? Was he plotting something in advance?

And …

Why was this scene a nightmare? Could it have something to do with my ghost press?

Even though this last question seems far-fetched to me. But have there been few strange coincidences recently? It was as if he had fallen into the trap of the ghosts of his wrongdoers.

Who knows if this movie is hiding some sinister plot …

One hundred thousand monthly salary! A reward of five hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars! No matter how I think about it, this treatment is too inconceivable. How can I make money so easily without paying a huge price? And I have had a premonition of "life to earn, life to spend", is this premonition really true?

However, was it forced?

Perhaps, I can also analyze the plot involved in the male lead's nightmare...

According to the plot of the script in my memory, the male and female protagonists Gao Zhengqiu and Chang Anmei, who were originally a loving couple, were targeted by a local gentry named Lou Wanhai. The local gentry used Gao Zhengqiu's life to threaten Chang Anmei, and in order to protect her lover, Chang Anmei was forced to be taken as a concubine by Lou Wanhai.

After that, the male and female protagonists secretly met and intended to elope, but were discovered by the nobles' servants and leaked. This resulted in the male and female protagonists being locked in the woodshed by the nobles, preparing to soak them in a pig cage the next day and then drown the 'adulterous couple'!

The two of them were humiliated, but before they were sentenced to lynch, they committed suicide out of love …

However, the male lead's nightmare occurred on the eve of his elopement with the female lead, signaling the approach of a tragic ending. The theme that needed to be expressed in the dream was a bad omen …

Would the nightmare in the movie have anything to do with my own nightmare?

I don't have an answer!

But the black cat in the middle of the movie set must have been shot by the hunchback before us and done something in advance at the ruins of the old house!

Therefore, the hunchbacked old man must have come to the Water Gate Village in advance to repeat the same trick! Although I don't know his intention for doing so, but the result must be extremely disadvantageous for us …

Last time he only harmed one Chen Lu, who knows how many more he would harm this time!

For Xiao Han! For Tsing Wei! For Chen Lu! For the sake of the safety of the film crew, I must eliminate the danger in the bud this time, because I am the director of this movie, and I have an obligation to be responsible for everyone's safety!

Hunchbacked old bastard!

Remembering his white eyeball staring at my loathsome face...

I will use this opportunity to investigate the entire village and see how this old man is plotting this with his own hands!

If necessary... Hehe! I won't be lenient this time! Who cares if they respected their elders or loved their children. It was all because this old bastard acted like he was the first to act like an elder …

With the goal set again, my mind was instantly clear. Unable to wait any longer, he immediately grabbed the stone tablet and shook his head, trying to regain his vigor.

There was no sound in the village, no lights were on in any of the houses, and I felt very uncomfortable with the whole village lurking in the shadows, spying on me.

Along the broadest dirt road at the entrance to the village, I bent down and hid myself as best I could with the aid of the locust trees. One step at a time, he kept his guard up as he walked forward for twenty to thirty steps. Finally, he had entered the boundary of the Water Gate Village.

Under the overcast clouds, I heard a few crows crowing, but I didn't see them fly by.

A whirlwind rose up from the dirt road and stirred up some dust, coming and going as if I were being guided by an evil spirit that had materialized by the wind.

When he looked up at the hunchbacked old man, he saw that the village was desolate and dilapidated!

The row after row of juniper houses were all incomplete. When they suddenly appeared, they looked like tombs on a mountain.

How many years had this place been abandoned? The yard of every house they passed was covered with yellow weeds and broken bricks. Just the broken roots of the grass on the ground were countless, not to mention that even the tiles on the roof had grown long strands of new grass.

Some of the cottages collapsed even more completely.

I also discovered that the walls of almost every house had collapsed to different degrees. Furthermore, the pieces had all fallen from the south to the north.

The southwest area of the Water Gate Village was surrounded by a long white lake. There were also various miscellaneous objects, mud, and rotten wood piled up on the southern side of the walls of every village. The wind from a long time ago had blown everything into disorder … These were all proof of the frequent flooding of the village!

This also explained that the reason why the Water Gate Village was devoid of people was because it was no longer suitable for the villagers to work and live. Therefore, it was unknown when the entire village decided to leave, to start a new life in a wider and safer world … That's why when I got close to the village, I couldn't hear the chickens or dogs or the smoke rising.

Having this explanation in his heart, he felt that the name "Corpse Village" was not worthy of its name. It was just an empty village that had moved away all of their families.

But there was something strange! What did those yellow-green lights say I saw on the Black Lake from the boat? At that time, he thought it was the lights of the villagers, but now, it seemed like it was impossible!

Or were there really those lights, but was that another inhabited village? Could it be that when I woke up in the old hunchback's wooden boat, I had already headed in the wrong direction? Yet I continued to hold the boat in the wrong direction?

But that's not right! Not long after we landed on the shore, I used the green light to look at the hunchbacked old man's blurry figure. Seemingly, he had followed the green light all the way here …

It was the Ghost Flame! My body jolted!

I was speechless. Why were they all so scary? However, regarding the ghost fire, I have been taught by the Science Nearby that the phosphorous fire is nothing strange compared to the other things that happened during the journey to the Water Gate Village.

After throwing away this meaningless question, I continued to quietly walk forward. He raised his head and saw that the dark clouds had grown even thicker. The sun was hidden behind the clouds, and only a faint white light could be seen. It seemed that this was just daylight.

I looked at the sun. It was about five in the morning.

After walking for a distance, the number of living locust trees became fewer and fewer. They either died or were washed away by the flood. If the hunchbacked old man and the black cat suddenly emerged from some village house, they would not be able to hide in time and would instead head to the back of the village house on the main road.

There was even the corpse of a dead pig, tainted by its stench in the air. Although I passed him in the distance, I still saw maggots crawling back and forth in the rotten pig's eyes, and I almost vomited on the spot. I quickly left.

Stepping on the messy, dirty stuff, he immediately passed by an open door in the village. For some reason, he felt curious and walked into the courtyard.

There was nothing unusual about it. It was as messy and dirty as the yards of other houses, full of weeds and rubble.

But there was a strange attraction in me, like the room in the yard, trying to show me something fun.

There were many holes in the roof tiles, and they almost collapsed. I stood at the door of the house and peeped in. Inside, there was a wooden table with broken legs and two wooden chairs beside it. The floor was littered with rotten wood and garbage from the flood.

There was a sagging wooden bed in the corner, and two ropes hung from the beams. Under each rope, I could see that there was a knotting trap attached to it. Judging by the size of the trap, it was just enough to put a person's head in!

I felt a chill run down my spine...

What? It was just nice for him to put his head in! Isn't this just using a f * cking sling to commit suicide?

But why was there no body?

Bold enough to look down... There was nothing underneath the rope. When he looked at the wall to the north of the house, he felt goosebumps rising!

Under the cover of the collapsed wooden beams and a pile of tiles, four pieces of yellowed leg bones with tattered pants stuck out from within. One of the bones even had a long skull sticking out from it.

F * ck! This scene was too freaking terrifying. It was simply not meant for people to see!

I glanced sideways at once, not wanting to look too deeply at the two skeletons, and turned away from the door and hurried out into the yard, squatting and panting.

Didn't everyone in the village move away? If the two people in the room didn't follow him, what was the point of staying at home and hanging themselves?

Blame me for being despicable, and what's so good about it?

If it weren't for the embroidered shoes on my white ankle bone, I would have forgotten that besides my water-phobia, I also have a phobia of embroidered shoes! That's because when I was seven or eight years old, I saw the film One Embroidered Shoe and I developed a deep aversion to it ever since.

After escaping from this village where two people had been hanged...

Then, as I passed by the next house, I saw a well in the middle of the yard, with a curved wooden frame above it. At the head of the wheel hung a rope, and at the base of the wall were a few water buckets.

My mouth was parched by the scene of the family home, and now that I saw the well, I could not bear to drink.

He trotted over, trying to pull out the rope and hang it on a bucket. Then he put it down and pulled out some water to drink.

Put down the paper clothes and tea pot...

Let me pull the rope first. It's a bit heavy, so there should be a water bucket under the rope, right?

Inside the pitch-black well, a bone-chilling cold kept coming out. I trembled a little and pulled the bucket of water outwards in a hurry.

The well was very deep, and the light was too dark. It was like the throat of a monster. It was impossible to tell if the well water was clear or not, so he could only keep moving upwards …

But when I was half a meter from the water bucket, I stopped, and by the light from the dark clouds, I saw something on top of the water bucket, like a dirty mop head!

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