The arrogant producer and the unlucky assistant director watched him move his legs in a terrifying manner. He was surrounded by several mysterious guys in a nearly zombie position and turned into the gloomy grove next to him.

Then, they found that they could speak.

"Who are you?!"

"ghost……"

Sam, who is best at facing this kind of scene, interrupted them without waiting for the two of them to scream and said, "Hey, we won't hurt you, just want to ask, actress..."

Dean interrupted, "It's Tara Benchley!"

Everyone looked at him.

Dean smiled shyly: "She has acted in "Horror Website" and "Ghost Ship", and I like her acting skills very much..."

(???)(???)(￢_￢)(￢_￢)(￢_￢)

Does that look like he likes acting?

Sam shook his head and coughed dryly: "Who wrote your script?"

"Of course it's the screenwriter!" said the producer, "I've been here for two days and I don't know anything. You guys go find him!"

Sam said seriously: "The spell in the script was also designed by the screenwriter?"

The producer opened his mouth and hurriedly said, "You say that Latin nonsense? Do you hate that trash too? Uh... If you are not satisfied, I can let them delete those things."

Dean rolled his eyes: "We are asking you, who designed those Latin spells?"

The producer is innocent: "I really don't know..."

He is a producer who is professional and has never read the script before, and does not care who the actor is. He is only responsible for staring at the director behind him, so he will change the unhappy things.

He hasn't even read the script he ordered, how could he know the origin of the original script?

At this time, the assistant director raised his hand weakly and said, "Those were written by Wald Dixon."

Unexpected gains.

Sam asked hurriedly: "Who is Wald Dixon?"

The assistant director opened the folder in his hand and found a file from it: "Walder Dixon is the author of the original script. The director received the script from him, but thought his script was too lame, there was no plot, no love story, and it was all crazy talk, so he deleted about 90% of the content and changed the remaining 10% to the current script."

Bai Jinglan took over the document: "Is this the original script?"

The assistant director hurriedly said: "It's just part of the original script?"

"Okay!"

Bai Jinglan turned a few pages and shook his head, "This is simply a spell manual that can teach people how to summon evil spirits and control them for their own use."

"I'll take a look!"

Stark immediately poked his head over.

Bai Jinglan curled his lips: "Warning in advance, this kind of black magic is very dangerous. Souls that have been forced to awaken are full of resentment. As long as a little mistake occurs, they will backfire the summoner, and... Even if they are not afraid of being backfire, they still need magical physique to learn this kind of black magic, but they don't need to be as tall as a mage."

There are actually many people in the world with magical physiques, but they are basically the kind of people who have just seen the handwriting of magic books. All they can learn is this very low-level and dangerous black magic.

Those who can truly become magicians basically have extraordinary talents, but they are not as obvious as mutants.

Stark was unmoved: "I don't know how to learn this thing, I just want to do some research."

"Do you think I will believe you?"

Bai Jinglan sneered, but threw the documents to him.

This is just a copy of the original script, and it is only a small part. With the energy of a big dog, it is too simple to get the original script.

Anyway, I can't stop it, so I'll just give it to him.

"When you get Los Angeles to become a ghost town, don't call me to come and help catch ghosts."

Bai Jinglan blocked him, turned his eyes to the deputy director and asked, "Where is Wald Dixon?"

"Uh, don't know."

Seeing a few people looking dangerous, the deputy director quickly added, "I do not know where Wald Dixon lives, but he would come to the crew to check it out every day, and then leave angrily..."

Sam: "Why?"

Dean nudged him and smiled sarcastically, "Do you still need to ask? How could he not be angry if these people changed his scripts in a mess?"

Qiao felt that this person was unreasonable: "If you don't want the script to be modified, why should he sell it? Since it has been sold, why should he be so persistent? He also came to check it out every day, and when he was angry, he summoned evil spirits to kill people... Moreover, the director and screenwriter who changed his script? Why did he only kill the producers?"

Bai Jinglan said lightly: "Because he wanted to see the 'child' be born, but he didn't want the 'child' to take the surname of others, he felt very conflicted, so he only killed the 'hospital director' to vent his anger and let go of the 'doctor' who was responsible for delivering the baby."

Qiao pursed her mouth and concluded: "This person is sick!"

The producer's eyes were straight.

I'm going to kill the director of the hospital...ah, no, is it the evil spirit who kills the producers?

He didn't hear it when he came!

"The motives and means are all in place." Dean tilted his head, "I guess there will be no one else. When will we catch him?"

"Did Wald Dixon come to the crew today?" Bai Jinglan looked at the assistant director.

The assistant director thought for a while: "It should be here. I remember seeing him ten minutes ago, but I don't know if he has left."

"Go and see." Bai Jinglan waved his hand, "If he is still in the crew, bring him here..."

Suddenly, his expression moved: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Stark raised his eyebrows, "Don't tell me, that guy is already summoning the fierce spirit!"

"You are such a clever little ghost."

Bai Jinglan raised his finger and shook his eyes lightly in front of the producer and the assistant director.

"All forget is empty!"

The two of them looked confused for a moment, and when they opened it again, their expressions turned into surprise.

"Hey, who are you?"

"How could I be here?"

Stark's expression changed instantly, and Dean reacted quickly. He immediately handed over the alcoholic beverage that came along the way, and said with a smile: "You are discussing things here and letting us bring wine. Are you dizzy?"

"Yeah?"

"What are we discussing?"

The two guys felt puzzled and couldn't remember why they appeared here. Could it be that they were drinking while talking and finally getting drunk?

Stark approached Bai Jinglan and lowered his voice: "What's going on?"

Bai Jinglan's mouth curled: "The forgetting curse can make people forget some unpleasant things."

Stark strengthened his tone: "Tell me, you didn't let me forget anything!"

Bai Jinglan smiled and said, "Do you have anything you don't want me to know?"

"It shouldn't be...?" Stark felt guilty.

He is specializing in developing weapons against magicians, and he doesn't know if this counts...

“Then there isn’t.”

Bai Jinglan laughed and turned around and walked out, "Let's go, the first evil spirit has been summoned. Before he starts killing people, we will send him back to the cemetery to sleep forever."

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Chapter completed!