"Hoo hoo hoo," the chilling wind blew towards the director.
Not far behind us, three figures suddenly formed from entwined dead leaves.
This eerie scene instantly terrified everyone.
"Ah!"
"This, this is!"
"Di-Director..."
"Mr. Qin, Hu Xiao, Daoist Hu Xiao..."
"..."
The film crew members appeared flustered.
Although they were part of the "Heavenly Demon" crew and filmed supernatural stories,
they were still deeply frightened by this tangible, uncanny scene.
Uncle-Master sat nearby, drinking, completely ignoring them.
Only Old Mo spoke:
"If you have nothing to hide, you need not fear ghosts knocking. What are you afraid of?"
Conversely, Li Shiyao, who had experienced such things, was much calmer.
"Everyone, don't be scared. With Qin Ze here, nothing will happen."
I turned to the ghostly family:
"My friends, please calm your anger."
As I spoke, the surrounding chilling wind suddenly stopped.
The dead leaves that had formed human shapes then fell to the ground.
Peace returned to the surroundings once more.
Seeing this, the crew members took a deep breath, still shaken.
Director Li realized he had spoken out of turn.
He swallowed,
"Mr. Qin, they, they are here?"
I nodded:
"Yes, you need to resolve this matter face-to-face."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Qin. However you wish to resolve it, that's how it will be. As long as, as long as they agree to leave, we will compensate any amount."
As he spoke, cold sweat beaded on Director Li's forehead.
I grunted and continued:
"About eight to nine hundred meters in the direction of their graves, there's a patch of wasteland.
You must have filmed there before and set up scaffolding."
As soon as I finished speaking, a staff member working as a continuity supervisor said to Director Li:
"Director Li, a month ago we started filming over there, and we did indeed erect a stage."
Director Li swallowed again, stammering, unsure how to respond.
I didn't wait for his reaction, continuing:
"Their request now is for you to properly renovate their graves, and one of the urns is broken. You need to replace it with a new one.
Remember, it must be for a young girl."
"Yes, yes, certainly..."
Director Li said fearfully, his eyes darting to where the three figures of dead leaves had coalesced behind me.
"Besides that, you also need to burn incense and paper money, at least five thousand yuan in spirit money and ingots!"
Director Li was momentarily stunned upon hearing only five thousand:
"Just, just five thousand?"
For a director who dealt with hundreds of millions,
spending a few thousand on spirit money and ingots was like a drop in the ocean.
"What, you think it's too little? You can buy more."
Old Mo interjected grumpily.
"It's appropriate, it's appropriate."
Director Li continued.
"In addition to these, all of you from the crew must go to the graves to apologize, burn paper, and offer incense.
"Yes, yes, absolutely no problem."
Director Li patted his chest, promising.
"Besides these, you have one more thing to do!"
Saying that, I turned to the little female ghost behind me and said:
"Little sister, come here!"
The ghostly couple released their grip and gestured for the little female ghost to come over.
The little female ghost looked displeased, her complexion rather sallow, and she floated over.
With every meter she moved forward, the dead leaves on the ground automatically parted.
The crew members were once again unnerved.
Director Li even took two steps back in fear, looking apprehensive.
"Why are you backing away? Come here!"
I beckoned.
Director Li could only brace himself and approach nervously:
"Mr. Qin, I, I'm scared."
"Scared of what? They won't eat you. Although you can't see her, it was your command that destroyed their graves and damaged the little girl's urn.
Now, you need to kneel and kowtow three times to her.
Remember, each kowtow must be loud.
Sincerely apologize..."
I said sternly.
Although Director Li was nervous and scared, he could only comply to resolve the issue.
"Okay, okay!"
With that!
Director Li knelt down in front of everyone, facing where the little female ghost was.
Although they couldn't see her, they could feel the cold air emanating from that spot.
Director Li knelt properly and began to kowtow:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He repeated "I'm sorry" with each word.
He began to kowtow.
I told him to make each kowtow loud, and Director Li ended up slamming his head against the ground with loud thuds.
The first kowtow resulted in a large bruise.
The second one drew blood.
The third almost knocked him out...
But it also showed his sincerity.
I turned to look at the ghostly couple standing not far away.
Seeing this, the ghostly couple nodded slightly, then beckoned their child back.
The little female ghost, as she turned to go back, seemed to absorb some of Director Li's luck.
Her originally sallow face turned a pale white, returning to her ghostly appearance.
Then, without a word, the ghostly couple, pulling their child, floated deeper into the woods.
As soon as they left, the surrounding cold air became a little warmer.
The oppressive feeling also suddenly vanished.
Director Li remained kneeling on the ground, repeatedly saying:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. I didn't mean to. I know I was wrong. Please spare our crew!"
Seeing this, I finally spoke:
"Get up! They're gone..."