Except for the occasional crackling of the campfire, the night was deathly still.
By the flickering candlelight, Willow turned to look at Yuan Meng. Her porcelain-doll-like perfect face seemed even more terrifying in the night.
She recalled what she had seen that day and quickly turned her head away.
She silently recited in her heart, "The Master did not talk about strange forces, disorders, or spirits!"
As Willow was reciting, she heard a soft mewling sound like a cat. Then the mewling grew louder.
"I~hate~so~much~"
"Stay~with~me~"
The woman's plaintive voice reached her ears. Willow was so scared that she swallowed hard and turned to look at Yuan Meng.
"Did you, did you hear any sound?"
At this moment, Yuan Meng frowned tightly, and her small face clearly showed that she was in a bad mood.
She had thought that the incident during the day was bad enough, but she didn't expect the director to scare her again at night.
She was so angry that her teeth were itching. Yuan Meng had never suffered such a big loss before.
She wasn't the type to take things lying down. She decided to show her true colors. Since the director liked to send people to scare her,
then let them experience the feeling of being scared.
When Willow asked the question, it happened to be at this moment. Yuan Meng turned her head mechanically.
Her voice was several octaves higher than usual, full of eeriness: "No~I~didn't~"
After saying that, Yuan Meng, as if not used to this body, cracked her neck twice and then slowly turned her head back.
She saw a staff member with two lines of bloody tears at the corners of her eyes, who was about to scare her.
"Are you here to accompany me, little~sis~"
Yuan Meng let out a creepy laugh. Her face already looked young, and with the deliberately sharp doll-like voice, it was not at all out of place.
The staff member was scared silly, so was Willow. Even the director watching the monitor and the audience watching the live broadcast were stunned.
[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap. I'm really uneducated. I can only type three holy craps to express my shock. Could it really be that she's possessed by a ghost?]
[I've heard from the older generation that you shouldn't do these strange things at night. Yuan Meng must have encountered something bad. Is there anyone in the live broadcast room who knows about this?]
[I'm very responsible to tell you all that Yuan Meng's eyes are blank and her body is stiff. It's obvious that she's possessed by a ghost.]
At this moment, everyone was boiling. What could be more exciting than an actor being possessed by a ghost during a live broadcast?
Since ancient times, anything related to the supernatural has always excited people and satisfied their curiosity.
"Don't, I, I'm not here to play with you. Please, please don't come after me."
At this time, the staff member who finally came to his senses waved his hands repeatedly. He was really about to cry.
Clearly, he was the one wearing the special effects makeup, but he looked like a scared ghost himself, not at all scary.
"You just said you were looking for someone to accompany you, little sister. Can I go inside you and accompany you now? Hehe."
A silver-bell-like laugh rang out from Yuan Meng's mouth. This time, the staff member really broke down. He didn't care about his dignity at all and let out a scream.
And Willow was so scared that she lost her voice. She just sat there stupidly on the ground, even forgetting to cry.
Although she had guessed countless times that Yuan Meng might be possessed, now that she was really witnessing it, all she wanted was for her mom to come and protect her.
After the staff member screamed, Yuan Xingcheng and the other two got up from their half-awake state. Then they immediately pulled open the tent and ran outside.
When they ran out, they saw Yuan Meng with a strange smile on her face. The three of them stopped in their tracks at the same time, their faces as white as sheets.
"Yuan, Yuan Meng, what's wrong with you? You're not possessed by a ghost, are you?"
Xiang Bo, who was relatively the bravest, asked this question with a trembling voice. After hearing this question, the others nodded repeatedly.
Yuan Meng rolled her eyes when she saw her nephew looking so scared: "You're all professional actors, yet you can't even see through my tricks."
"And you're so easily scared."
Her complaint reached everyone's ears, making them feel that something was even more wrong. Yuan Meng wouldn't talk like this on a normal day.
Was she really possessed by a ghost?
Xiang Bo swallowed hard. He wanted to help his old friend, but he didn't know what to do. He was so anxious that a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Yuan Xingcheng, who knew his aunt's character best, knew that she was really annoyed this time.
She was already extremely annoyed during the day, and then the program crew pulled this stunt at night.
His aunt was not an easy person to talk to. She was very fierce.
"Hahaha, it's already the second half of the night. Yuan Meng, you must be tired. I remember you get grumpy when you're tired."
Yuan Xingcheng was quick-witted and immediately tried to smooth things over for his aunt.
Yuan Meng gave him a cold look, knowing his intention, but said nothing.
"You two go and rest first. I'll keep watch for the rest of the night." Yuan Xingcheng said under his aunt's cold gaze.
This time, he was really sure that his aunt was extremely angry.
If she wasn't angry to a certain extent, how could she even glare at her beloved nephew?
Yuan Meng sighed in her heart when she heard her nephew's words. Her nephew was finally sensible. She, as an aunt, was a little touched.
Then she immediately went back to her tent. Everyone who saw this scene was completely confused.
Until now, they still couldn't figure out whether Yuan Meng was possessed by a ghost or just really grumpy.
"Hey, her reaction is too extreme. Do you think there really is a ghost?" Xiang Bo asked, putting his hand on Yuan Xingcheng's shoulder.
Yuan Xingcheng rolled his eyes and thought to himself that if his aunt heard this, this guy's life would definitely be in danger.
"It's okay. Didn't she get angry a few days ago because she didn't get enough sleep? Some people just have a really bad temper when they're woken up." he said.
Xiang Bo nodded. He thought about it with his not-so-smart head and thought that it was indeed possible.
After this farce, everyone went to sleep. Only Yuan Xingcheng was left outside to keep watch. The night wind was cold, and he began to regret his decision.
However, if he left his aunt in that state outside, it was estimated that everyone in the live broadcast room would know her true nature tomorrow.
[Looking at Yuan Xingcheng's thin figure, I actually feel a little sorry for him. I'm really shipping the Yuan siblings.]
[Some people really have a bad temper when they're woken up. Like me, I don't even recognize myself when I'm not fully awake.]
[Wait, guys. Look at the sneaky thing in the bottom left corner.]
A cold wind blew and a rustling sound came. Yuan Xingcheng didn't even need to turn his head to know what was going on.
It must be that stupid director trying to scare people again. He twitched the corner of his mouth and silently complained about the director in his heart.
If the director hadn't arranged for ghosts to scare his aunt during the day and at night, his aunt wouldn't have been so angry.
As a result, he, this sensible nephew, was suffering an unwarranted disaster.