There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 93: Master Michelin (2/4)

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Fang Zheng has been paying attention to the weird crow on the treetop for a long time.

Because he caught an imperceptible cold breath on this black crow at the beginning.

He didn't know whether the Michelin fat master who was relied on by the director also noticed the weirdness of the crow?

So Fang Zheng remained silent, intending to watch the reaction of the Michelin master, and wanted to use this to test the opponent's true strength.

As the shooting of this scene is over, the surrounding sky has begun to darken, the crew began to return, and the crow actually followed all the way.

Fang Zheng seemed to be chatting with the local tyrant Dong, but in fact he did not take it lightly, and was always paying attention to the black feather crow.

But there was nothing wrong along the way, and nothing strange happened.

Dumb——Dumb——

The black feather crow followed the same way, and the voice made a terrible noise all the way.

Just when everyone in the crew just entered the mountain village, dumb...

biu! A stone broke through the air, and the crow's scream stopped abruptly. The body fell from the top of the tree and fell into a river that just passed through the village. There was a sound of falling water, and the crow was washed away by the rushing water in an instant.

"Unlucky, I thought there was roasted game in the evening to add a meal." The Michelin master wore a saponaria robes tightened by a fat body, twisted his fat body, and cursed and walked towards the village.

"Hey, buddy, I know you, you are the one who played the villain in the afternoon...who...In short, your villain's role is very good and very distinctive." As if he noticed his gaze, Master Michelin turned his head towards Fang Zheng Say hello with a smile, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Founder." Founder introduced himself openly.

Master Michelin smiled proudly: "Haha, come on, I am looking forward to seeing your villain in the movie after the movie is released."

Looking at Michelin...ah no, it was Master Wang leaving, and Fang Zheng took a thoughtful look at the river outside the village.

After the crow died, the human skin scripture did not respond, and did not breathe the gray air...

Fangzheng couldn't feel the breath of the crow, so he was sure that the crow was dead, but he didn't get the gray air... because the ant meat is too small, and the human skin scriptures are not picky. ?

It seems that this human skin scripture has never really been poor. No matter how small an ant's leg is, it is meat that can replenish protein.

After the crew returned to the village, some people were already distributing boxed lunches.

During the box lunch, Fang Zheng had no intention of hearing a few conversations between the director and the prop master and the Michelin master.

Recently, the crew lost their costumes every day, no matter how they were guarded, they still lost the costumes every day, not the battery or other valuables, except for the costumes. Seeing that the prop master is suffering from a nervous breakdown, her eyes widened in the middle of the night like a toad and insomnia can’t sleep. The director is afraid of something accidental to the prop master, so he hopes to ask the master Michelin to take action and help the prop master to guard it. Crew props, see if you can catch this thief who only steals props.

Master Michelin immediately agreed, and the prop master, who had red blood in his eyes staying up late, quickly thanked him with joy.

It's dead at night, with few lone stars.

Today is a gray cloudy day.

When the village was quiet and everyone was resting, even the local tyrant next door heard the sound of breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep. I saw the figure of Fang Zheng who had changed into a costume and walked along the outer wall. The sewage pipe fell on both feet silently.

Longtou Lake.

When Fang Zheng reappeared in Longtou Lake, one boat, one person, the corpse collector really couldn't move, and he was already waiting here.

At this time, the corpse scavenger was pale with excessive blood loss, but there was no abnormality on his body, but in fact, under the clothes, the corpse scavenger was covered with bandages.

However, in the dark night, everyone did not notice that the corpse hunter's face was wrong.

When Fang Zheng arrived, there was a person sitting silent on the boat.

Just like yesterday, Fang Zheng found the innermost corner and sat down alone, waiting for the remaining two passengers.

Ten minutes later, the third passenger boarded the ship, and a fragrant wind followed the cold night breeze, inhaled between the chest and lungs. Fang Zheng was surprised. It was the sister who had met twice last night. .

At this time, the three people on the boat are still all crew costumes, like "armed men" who are about to get on the boat to do things.

The fourth ship passenger did not wait long, but also appeared one after another.

The passenger is still in a costume, but when other people see the fourth passenger, they are all curiously watching the past.

This is like the one hundred and eighty jin fat man wearing an M-size costume. The meat on his belly, the meat on his thighs are strangled by clothes... It’s funny.

This alive is a big fat man.

When Fang Zheng saw the fourth passenger, the expression on his face under the helmet of the props showed a strange look.

This funny scene, Master Michelin!

The fat man's physical signs were so obvious that Fang Zheng recognized it at a glance.

If this funny Michelin master appears here, who is in charge of guarding the warehouse on the prop artist's side?

Does this count as theft by guards? Fang Zheng silently mourned for the prop master.

Day defense and night defense turned out to be house thief.

When the big fat man boarded the boat, the small sampan obviously tipped over, but fortunately it did not capsize in the lake in the end.

Still, the four of them were still full and sailed.

The corpse scavengers are holding the boat poles and rowing in the ghostly lake full of ghosts at night.

The fog is hazy, but it doesn't seem to affect the vision of the corpse scavenger. This small sampan is following a specific trajectory without rushing forward, leaving a circle of ripples on the lake behind it.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, there was a pause in the hands of the corpse scavenger.

The corpse hunter's gaze has been staring in a direction on the Baiwu Ghost Lake.

A few people on the boat also followed the corpse hunter's gaze, but the fog was hazy, and everyone saw nothing.

One second...two seconds...about ten seconds, there is a faint ray of light in the white mist, which is gradually approaching from the back left of the crowd.

After half a minute, a small boat, a boatman, and a blue lantern on the bow appeared only five or six meters apart. At this time, it can be clearly seen that the boatman is wearing a brown dress, a hat on his head, and a pair of oars in his hands.

There is a passenger on the boat.

Several people are separated by five or six meters, silently looking at each other.

It's a punter!

Under the helmet of the prop suit, Fang Zheng glanced at the blue lantern on the bow, with a cold light in his eyes.

Fang immediately noticed that there was a black dog sitting half-squatting beside today's man kayaker. The black dog's two eyes were cold and green, and he was staring at the people on the opposite boat.

"Painted Skin Gaojia?!"

Among the four passengers on the ship, the first one to board the ship, took a deep breath and let out a low exclamation.

Look at the kayak on the opposite side, and then at the corpse scavenger on your side. After knowing what happened yesterday, he is worried that the two will fight directly in the middle of the ghost lake?

Then they became troubled by the pond fish, which hurts a bit...