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Pouring rain, accompanied by occasional thunder, poured down on this mountain.

This abandoned golf course appeared extremely desolate at the moment. The sky was covered by a huge black cloth, and hurricanes swept through from time to time.

Several figures began to appear near the golf course.

Among these people, the leader was a man with curly hair. His face was extremely stern, showing no signs of joy or anger. His complexion was as fair as if he hadn't seen the sun for years, and he even looked like a legendary vampire. He held an umbrella and wore a windbreaker.

Opening the rusty lock, he walked into the abandoned golf course in front of him. The lawn here had turned slightly yellow, and in the distance, it was shrouded in darkness and became indistinguishable.

"Manager," a tall and slender man behind the fair-skinned man asked, "There are rumors that someone died here twenty years ago and their ghost still lingers. Is that true?"

The fair-skinned man, known as the manager, raised his hand slightly and took a deep breath of the refreshing air brought by the rain before answering the man's question, "Otherwise, Yisong, what do you think all of this has been about lately?"

"Yes...yes..."

Beside the tall and slender man, there were also two women. One of them wore a crescent-shaped earring and had short hair that reached her temples. She had heavy eye makeup and purple lipstick, giving her a somewhat enchanting appearance. The other woman wore a plain white dress and looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her skin was of good quality, and her appearance was average. These three people clearly followed the fair-skinned man as their leader.

Suddenly, the tall and slender man trembled and turned his head abruptly. The iron gate that had just been opened was shaking in its original position, making a creaking sound.

He had a mediumship ability and had already sensed the danger.

"Manager," Yisong immediately said to the fair-skinned man, "Something seems off!"

The man known as the manager turned his head to look, and the enchanting woman also nodded abruptly.

The manager immediately touched a white bracelet on his left hand with his right hand. Then, the four of them quickened their pace. The two men began to venture deeper into the abandoned golf course. However, at this moment, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl suddenly stopped!

She lowered her head in horror and saw blood gushing out from the golf hole.

"Ah...no, please! Help! Help!"

At this moment, the fair-skinned man looked at the golf hole where blood was flowing out and finally reached out his hand...

In another space where the method of analysis was unknown.

There, it was the 13th Degree Hell Cinema.

Tomorrow, Fang Leng would be participating in "Blue Sea of Solitude". Despite many people's persuasion, Fang Leng remained unchanged. The voodoo doll could only save his life, but Knightley's notes could save more people. Fang Leng would rather sacrifice his own means of survival to improve the collective survival rate of the 13th Degree Hell Cinema.

"Forget it, I've given up trying to persuade him!" Shi Qingxiu stuffed a grape into her mouth and said irritably, "Since he insists on doing that, let him be!"

"Miss Shi, it seems that Fang Leng has a broad perspective," Yue Liqing, a newcomer actor sitting across from her, poured coffee into a cup and tore open a sugar packet to pour it in.

Shi Qingxiu pushed her glasses and said, "But with Jiao Mengqi here this time, it shouldn't be a big problem. That woman is quite capable."

"Do you all dislike her?"

"Dislike...it happens. But she does have abilities, so we can only accept it." Shi Qingxiu said, then put another grape into her mouth.

Although Yue Liqing was a newcomer, he was good at observing and speaking appropriately. He had already become friendly with the actors.

"Miss Bai, I heard she comes from a wealthy family?" he asked tentatively.

"Yes, her father is Bai Shenghe, the CEO of Sun Real Estate. Do you know him?"

"Well...I'm not very familiar with the real estate industry, but many wealthy people in China are involved in real estate."

"That's right...real estate in China is world-renowned! Many people would rather buy houses abroad. Her family is not just wealthy, I read an introduction about her father in a financial magazine before, and it said his personal assets are already in the billions."Yue Liqing was dumbfounded. Billions? In a society where the wealth gap in China is growing, some migrant workers struggle to earn tens of thousands of yuan, and even an ordinary person needs decades to pay off a mortgage for a house. And yet, some people are born with billions of dollars in wealth. People really can't be compared! He couldn't help but curse in his heart, is real estate really that profitable?

"But she is also pitiful. In this kind of place, no matter how much money you have, what's the use?" Shi Qingxiu sighed and popped a grape into her mouth.

On the other side of the table, Li Weisi and Mo Qiushi were playing chess. Only the two of them knew how to play international chess in this cinema. Li Weisi won another round.

"You've lost to me three times today," Li Weisi put away the chess pieces. "You seem to be concerned about Fang Leng's deal, right?"

Mo Qiushi remained silent. Like Cheng Xuesong, she was also a quiet person. However, while Cheng Xuesong was too proud, it was just her natural personality. Mo Qiushi never sought attention or expressed her opinions too much. Instead, she focused on her own work. At the end of the month, she would be playing the lead role with Li Weisi in the horror film "Ghost Hotel." Usually, both parties would have more contact to facilitate the immersion into the role.

"Think about yourself carefully," Li Weisi put away the chess pieces. "I wonder what kind of horror film 'Ghost Hotel' will be. As for Fang Leng, he definitely won't die. Don't forget, besides the voodoo doll, he has another cursed item."

Mo Qiushi glanced at him, then turned and left the common lounge.

Meanwhile...

Ye Xiang and Wen Yufan were in Bai Yushuo's room.

"That's all for preventing NG," Bai Yushuo said, looking at the two people who were taking notes very seriously. Jiao Mengqi's figure flashed through her mind again.

Ye Xiang looked at the densely packed contents in his notebook and felt that he had gained a lot. The experiences personally taught by Bai Yushuo were naturally quite valuable.

Especially the rules about three NGs. The fourth NG would result in the death of all the actors. So Ye Xiang asked a question: What if an actor faced a desperate situation and chose the fourth NG, dragging all the actors to their deaths? What should be done then?

Bai Yushuo answered, "That's impossible. The fourth NG can only happen due to a mistake. After three NGs, actors are not allowed to intentionally NG. If they do, they will die the moment they have that thought. Even just a thought. Understand? So it's impossible. Otherwise, many experienced actors would die at the hands of newcomers."

This explanation resolved a doubt that had been in Ye Xiang's mind.

"Ye Xiang, you have a new movie to film at the end of the month, right?" Bai Yushuo looked at him and asked.

"Yes, but I think the horror film that follows will cost a lot."

"I can assure you that your remuneration will greatly increase for the new horror film. And when you use the cursed item, the cost of the redemption ticket will also increase. Despite the high income from renting out the cursed item, you will know in the future that the cost of redemption tickets becomes more and more significant as time goes on. No matter how many redemption tickets you have, you won't think it's too many."

"I know that."

"It's difficult to obtain cursed items. To acquire them, you must risk your life, there is no luck involved. So, there are only two people who have two cursed items, Fang Leng and Yu Chen. Moreover, Fang Leng died once in order to obtain the voodoo doll. It was through NG that he was able to come back to life. You must have heard about this, right?"

"Many people have mentioned it to me."

"So, don't be greedy for high rental income and rent them out easily. Also, when you enter 'Ghost Hotel' this time, try to stick close to Li Weisi. He obtained a very good cursed item in 'New Neighbor.' Mo Qiushi is also a trustworthy person. Although she is a bit old-fashioned in her actions, she treats people sincerely. And remember, this is your first time working with actors from other cinemas. Don't fully trust them and be cautious at all times."

As Bai Yushuo said this, her expression became extremely serious.

In the abandoned golf course...

Glass shattered abruptly. Ye Song rushed in after breaking the glass.

"She was killed here back then. Manager, your father killed her here!"Yi Song, the enchanting woman, and the sixteen-year-old girl, Qi Qi, looked at the manager in front of them. The manager coldly said, "That was a matter of the previous generation, it has nothing to do with me."

"At that time, your father dragged her in here... Now, she's come back for revenge!"

"Shut up!"

The manager's face became even paler at this moment. He slowly raised his hand and looked at the dark corridor ahead, continuing to walk.

"The body was thrown in here. This abandoned elevator shaft!"

In front of them, the elevator doors were easily opened. But in the darkness below, it was difficult to see clearly. The woman who died had spent who knows how many years in that dark abyss.

However, shining the flashlight down, there were clear bloodstains on the elevator shaft's cable!

"She crawled out..." The manager turned his head and said, "So, be prepared."

Just at that moment, three figures approached from the other end. The manager looked at them and said, "Hurry up! Why are you only arriving now!"

But those three individuals all had extremely strange appearances, making a deep impression at first glance.

The leader, a man, had a peculiar smoky makeup, earrings in his ears, and a green tattoo on his neck. From the exposed part of the tattoo, it shouldn't be a curse of the deceased. Behind him, on the left and right, was a person with heavy bandages wrapped around their face. However, judging from the figure, it was likely a woman with a curse of the deceased hidden beneath the bandages. On the right was a muscular man who was at least two meters tall, with a strong aura of malevolence on his face. Around him, everyone seemed to have turned into dwarfs.