The light in the bathroom was dim. It was an old-fashioned warm light, so the lighting effect was not that good.
However, under the dim light, it was barely discernible.
The pattern was very strange.
It was not the kind of pattern with obvious traces or patterns. If one had to describe it, it was more like a strange symbol. As the breathing moved from deep to shallow, it felt like it had a life of its own. With just a glance, one could feel the heat rising to one's head.
Zong Jiu was speechless. As a man, he knew all too well what kind of feeling this was.
Even if one had not eaten pork before, one should have seen a pig run before.
Combining that with what the system had said earlier, he suddenly had a very bad guess.
At this moment, a warm notification came from the sub-system. [You guessed right.]
At this moment, Zong Jiu couldn't care less about the filming site. He kicked open the door of the bathroom cubicle and locked himself in.
The CCTV in the washroom was not installed in the cubicle, and it just so happened that the single person scene in the washroom was relatively loose. In any case, after Zong Jiu entered the washroom, the director team did not call for a cut or stop. That should be within the scope of the plot.
After closing the door, Zong Jiu took out the lighter from his pocket and pulled up the front of his shirt.
Then, he saw that under the flickering light, a pattern that was exactly the same as the one on his collarbone grew on his chest where he had felt some discomfort earlier.
"If the curse is not removed, not only will you not be able to return to the haunted trainee dormitory, there might be additional negative effects. This is because the pattern is not fixed; it is spreading. In the future, it might spread to other places, and it will be harder to remove it. "
"How do we remove it?" Zong Jiu asked directly.
"Shab Nicholas is in charge of reproduction and desire. Since this is a mark that he left on his prey, it has to be related to these two aspects, right?"
Zong Jiu was speechless.
It was over. His worst premonition had come true!
Men could not have children, so there was only one answer!
Just as he was about to say something else, the sound of static came from his earpiece.
"Attention, attention. Actors, please pay attention. After 30 seconds, the slide will issue a prompt. Actors, please prepare according to the headset's instructions."
The white-haired young man's hand on the door paused.
This scene was a solo scene for him, a small supporting character. It was basically a trip to the bathroom, and when he was washing his hands, something strange happened. Generally speaking, it could only be considered a common supernatural prelude in horror movies, not a high-powered plot.
Originally, Zong Jiu had planned to start the scene as soon as he left the cubicle, but he did not expect the director to rush him so much that he even used the slide track.
As for the reason for the change … Zong Jiu recalled the curse-like black fog in the pupils of the group of people when they were outside the theater, and he could not help but feel a little irritated.
People with bad intentions were everywhere, and there were also countless people spying on him through the cameras. The mark of the Evil God not only evoked the desires in people's hearts, it even evoked the deepest evil side.
Speaking of the Evil Side, he could not help but think of another typical representative character.
"Creak, creak, creak, creak —"
Just as Zong Jiu was deep in thought, the sound of the slide track suddenly came from the empty bathroom.
To match the atmosphere, the light bulbs in the bathroom flickered, creating a terrifying atmosphere.
The white-haired young man turned the doorknob and walked out in large strides.
The main mission was to survive until the end of the movie, if he did an NG here, it would delay the mission. Just for this, he had to cooperate with the crew.
There was no one outside.
Zong Jiu cooperatively raised his eyebrows, looked away, and walked back to the sink.
The mirror hanging in front of the sink was still dirty. Only a blurry reflection of a person could be seen, the light and shadow hazy.
Following the script, he lowered his head to wash his hands.
Suddenly, the sound of static came from the invisible headset again.
This time, the static continued to buzz. It did not sound like an abnormal signal, but more like the sound of an old tape recorder being damaged.
At this moment, Zong Jiu subconsciously straightened his back.
A cold aura approached the back of his neck, and strands of hair swept down from the ceiling. Magician instinctively pushed his elbow back.
He was the only one in the mirror. But this indescribable resentment could only come from the evil spirit in the castle!
In an instant, Zong Jiu's chest and collarbone, which had just calmed down a little, started to heat up again.
It was a very dangerous omen, confirming his and the subsystem's worst guess.
"What's going on?!"
In a flash, the white-haired young man took a step back, a look of shock on his face.
In terms of acting, Magician was well versed in it. Whether it was tricking or lying, he was the best at it.
In front of him, the rusty faucet spurted out a jet of crimson water, flowing down the dilapidated sink and out, looking like a continuous stream of scarlet blood.
This was obviously a prop that had been prepared beforehand.
But that wasn't important, what was important was that Zong Jiu stepped on his back when he retreated.
He missed.
In an instant, the cold aura disappeared without a trace.
Hearing the noise coming from the bathroom, the actors who were waiting outside ran in one by one.
Fat House was the fastest, his face full of concern as he asked in a flattering tone, "Are you okay?"
The others all turned their heads to take a look.
Only the first handful of water from the faucet was bright red, the rest of the water had returned to normal.
"I'm fine."
Seeing that it was him, Zong Jiu waved his hand coldly, looking arrogant as though he didn't want to talk to a poor man.
Instead, he turned and explained, "I'm not sure if it's because it hasn't been maintained for a long time, but the water coming out of the faucet is actually red."
Red water coming out of the faucet?
When Best Actor Ye heard this, he quickly squatted down and exaggeratedly took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, dipped his finger in the water, and examined it carefully.
Unexpectedly, the water on his finger was colorless and transparent, without any abnormalities.
"How is that possible, I clearly saw that it was red." Zong Jiu frowned.
"Maybe it's rust." Best Actor Ye took the opportunity to comfort him, "Pipes that don't have water running through them are prone to rust."
The castle had been abandoned for so many years, and the water pipes were still made of iron, so the insides had long rusted.
Trivalent iron would appear red in the water, and after a while, it would return to normal.
This explanation was quite convincing, logical, and convincing.
After all, according to the development of the movie, this was only the first strange incident they encountered after entering the castle. According to the plot, the adventurers usually wouldn't take it to heart.
They were following the script and reading their lines step by step.
At this moment, the dim yellow light in the bathroom suddenly flickered twice and went out.
In the darkness, the rich kid was the first to say, "F * ck!"
"Why did the light go out?"
This wasn't written in the script.
Only after he said that did he realize that he had been out of character. If it was serious, he would have had a bad take!
The rich kid immediately panicked and subconsciously looked at Best Actor Ye, who was standing next to him.
The lights in the bathroom and corridor went out, leaving only the dim light of the flashlight, which still shone brightly in the darkness.
In the darkness, the flashlight seemed to cast a ghastly shadow on the wall.
The rich kid rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but Best Actor Ye continued, "Could it be that the power switch wasn't connected properly?"
Huh? What's going on?
Only then did he realize that he hadn't heard the director's voice from his earpiece.
That meant that they were still in the middle of filming. What if the film crew deliberately didn't tell the actors about this to create an atmosphere?
This time, it was Fat House who answered, "Impossible, I definitely connected it properly!"
In the script, Fat House was an electrician. If he couldn't even fix this small power switch, then how could he be considered an electrician?
"There's no point in talking about this now, let's go downstairs and take a look." The detective's assistant hurriedly came out to mediate the situation, stopping this small argument that was predetermined in the script.
Thus, everyone had no choice but to fumble their way out of the bathroom and return the way they came.
The atmosphere was silent the entire way.
Without the light, the other supporting actors wanted to use the darkness to get closer to Zong Jiu.
However, when they approached, Best Actor Ye also took a step forward and blocked them without a trace, as if the white-haired youth was his possession.
Almost at the same time, Zong Jiu once again felt the abnormal cold aura from the other party.
A look of understanding flashed across his eyes, and his chest began to burn again.
This time, the burning was intense, and it seemed to be spreading in all directions.
"What's wrong?"
The detective turned around and asked in a feigned concern.
Under the dim light, the white-haired youth's face was abnormally red.
Magician didn't say anything, instead, he quickened his footsteps.
Zong Jiu realized.
He couldn't be too close to the others, or else the curse would show signs of recovery.
The young man raised his hand and pulled up his collar without a trace.
What was worse was that Sabu Nicholas wasn't a proper evil god.
If Zong Jiu had known that this day would come, he would have used the key to go back and have a round with the devil. Besides, this wasn't the first time he had gotten on a bus without buying a ticket, he should have had experience. It was better than being thrown into this godforsaken punishment instance dungeon. Not only was he helpless against the curse, but he also had to film a passionate scene.
Zong Jiu could only hope that he could find a solution before the movie ended. The main system had thrown him here instead of killing him, so he shouldn't be at a dead end.
Everyone had their own thoughts as they returned to the starting point.
However, this time, the situation in front of them suddenly changed.
Fatty was the first to lose his voice. "What's going on?"
Next to the wall, on the old electrical switch, the wires that had been connected with great difficulty seemed to have been cut by something extremely sharp. A large bloody palm was left behind where the switch had been.
Taking a closer look, the blood around the palm was still dripping down. At a glance, it was obvious that the blood had been imprinted not long ago. It was extremely fresh.