The hideous white-faced grimace was just a mask, but at this time such a unique horror element appeared.

I can’t help but think about it!

The leaflet floating in the air replaced the world in front of you, and the protagonist in the painting was the so-called "human figure".

Between the teeth and claws, Ji Li reached out his hand in advance to pinch the flyer in his hand, and the corners were kneaded into a ball.

It seemed as if at this moment, Ji Li became the stitcher, and the destruction of the human figure was only in his mind.

At the same time, Fang Shenyan, Mei Sheng and others also took the leaflets into their hands.

It's just that, after all, this is just a poster for trauma, and it's not enough to make the clerks feel scared.

What Chi Rou and Gao Lianghei are worried about is the next task.

Now it is almost certain that what they will face in this mission is this ghost called "Wenle Doll Show"...

The Japanese woman with white makeup slowly came to Ji Li in an awkward posture and gave a deep gift.

It should be that they say some apology and they have to take over the leaflets in their hands.

But now Ji Li is not willing to let go. If you don’t seize this opportunity, you’re afraid that when the time comes, they will be considered as a rejection of the task by the hotel.

The ending is naturally a place where death is without a burial.

"Tell her, let's go and watch this scene." Ji Li looked at the only Japanese in the team, Xiao Qianduye.

Xiao Qianduye was also worried, but he could only bite the bullet and hoped that the ghost would not come for a while.

She stepped forward and chatted with the woman with white face makeup, probably to understand the specific content of the following Wenle performance, including the theater venue, etc.

Taking advantage of this, Cui Yanqing and Ji Li said a few useless nonsense.

It's just that they'll go to a place where strangeness is everywhere and most likely to be real ghosts, and the panic shown by the new people.

Ji Li really didn't have the time to comfort her. She just briefly explained that there is no time for the task at present, so there will be no problem in general.

Not long after, Xiao Qianduye rushed back and said to Ji Li:

"At 11:30, a Wenle doll show officially started, and there were only seven of us, because they really couldn't attract anyone.

The location is in a basement on the easternmost side of the Sunset Bridge, and we have to hurry up now."

Ji Li gradually frowned as he heard these words, but nothing else was fine.

But if only a few of them went to watch this scene, if an accident happened, there would be no chance of buffering.

The cost and pressure of doing so are too great.

Ji Li hesitated for a moment, quietly explained to Fang Shenyan beside him, and then took the rest of the people to the Wenle Theater with the white-faced makeup woman.

Only stayed, Fang Shenyan wandered alone on the bridge, with a graceful figure.

"Now I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of the fourth branch. Be careful when watching the show later."

Ji Li was a little worried about the psychological qualities of these newcomers, fearing that they would add unnecessary trouble when watching dramas.

Mei Sheng walked alone, expressionless, like an iceberg.

As she walked, she saw a small boat passing by the water, leisurely, but the boat was blocked and she couldn't see who was inside.

She just took a look and immediately skipped it and stopped paying attention.

When six clerks walked across the river, the curtains of the cabin were gently turned open in a corner.

A firm face appeared, and the most noticeable thing was that there was a shallow scar on his face that stretched from his jaw to the corner of his mouth.

A smile appeared slightly at the corner of his mouth, as if some plan would be implemented after seeing Ji Li.

"Tumiko, I should do what you have to tell you, and I will answer you anytime."

...

"Miss Qiuting, how long will we have?"

Xiao Qianduye found the white-faced woman named Qiuting and asked in Japanese.

Qiu Ting's face was still so unnatural, as if she had completely gotten involved in the role in order to promote the performance of Wen Yue Opera, which affected her life.

"It's almost here, right in front."

Ji Li and the others couldn't understand what the two Japanese said, but it could be seen from the increasingly remote route that they should be about to arrive at their destination.

Sure enough, not long after, a conical building about one meter appeared on the lawn, with a small door leading to the underground.

"Several people, please give me the ticket fee and enter by yourself. I will also see if I can pull a few more people before the opening."

Qiu Ting bowed to Ji Li and others, and raised his hands across his chest.

Ji Li took out a golden bean from her arms and put it in her palm, and said with a cold expression:

"No need to find someone. I will book your place and my friends will arrive soon."

Then he looked at the shocked little Qianduye and continued, "Let her take us into the venue, and I will translate all my words."

Ji Li always had his own plans when doing things and speaking. Xiao Qian also used to it and didn't ask much.

Qiu Ting stared at the rich man in a daze, and without saying anything, he opened the small door.

Inside the door, there is an extremely dull yellow tone, perhaps because of the basement.

Walking in the stone wall makes people feel cold and wet. This kind of atmosphere makes people feel like they are cold and wet. If someone watches the show, it will be a ghost.

Ji Li always looked at the front without changing his face, silently calculating in his heart how many steps he had walked for the others.

It seems that this place should be an air raid shelter or something.

It doesn't look special, but it's not much different from the maze when you walk into it. If Qiu Ting doesn't lead the way, I'm afraid it will take some time to find the home court position.

I thought the home court would have brighter lights, but after I actually arrived, I found that this was not the case at all.

It is even dimmer than in the stone road, and on the dark stage, it is less than one meter away from the nearest audience.

The wind blowing above can hit the faces of the audience in the first row.

Ji Li took a rough look, and the third personality said precisely for him: "There are twenty-seven chairs here."

Qiu Ting took a look at the time, and there were only five minutes left before the opening, so he hurriedly asked Ji Li and others to sit down separately.

Ji Li, Mei Sheng, Xiao Qiandu Ye and others sat in the first row, while Cui Yanqing and others did not want to get so close, nor did they want to be too far away from Ji Li, so they sat in the second row.

At this time, Ji Li's cell phone buzzed and vibrated. He took a look and found that it was Fang Shenyan's message.

"My friends are here, please go and pick it up."

Not long after, when Qiu Ting returned again, Fang Shenyan led a large number of more than a dozen or twenty people!

As soon as these people arrived, they almost filled the entire theater. Qiu Ting widened his eyes and never thought that the theater would have a full day.

Ji Li looked at Fang Shenyan who had returned from Fengchen, and was surrounded by Japanese audiences.

He told Fang Shenyan to invite these people with money. If there were really only seven clerks, I was afraid that something would happen in a while.

That's why he spared no expense and had to fill the theater, otherwise if something happened, he wouldn't even have a buffer.

Just as he was sitting upright, a spotlight on the platform suddenly lit up, illuminating the open space in the center.

Behind the backstage curtain, the drum band that was invisible was released, and it was now a heavy drumbeat, indicating an absurd and sad Wenle doll drama that was about to begin.

Ji Li saw four men in black wearing veils slowly appearing from the backstage. In sharp contrast to the black cloth, the white-faced human figure they were holding.
Chapter completed!