There was no doubt that this scene was quite strange.
The production team had clearly vowed that there were no other unrelated people in the castle other than the actors and prop cameras, but this bloody handprint was obviously left by someone. There was no other possibility.
"Could it be that the production team didn't inform us beforehand and is planning to create a surprise prop?"
The other three supporting roles all had the same thought.
In the darkness, everyone seemed to be a little silent.
Best Actor Ye didn't say anything. He was still holding a magnifying glass in his hand, looking like he was deep in thought.
Now that it was filming time, no one dared to ask into their earpieces, "Director, what's the situation now? Are we still filming?"
But the earpieces were very quiet. After that strange electric current sound, the production team didn't make any more noise. Not only were there no more instructions, but there were also no further movements.
"This... what do we do now?"
Fat House trembled as he moved closer to take a look. For a moment, he was at a loss.
Fat House's bootlicker was an electrical technician. This was a setting in the script. Previously, the props team had already set up the power switch. Fat House only needed to connect two wires according to the script and the entire castle's power supply would be completed. There was no need for any technical skills.
Now, the wires under the power switch had been cut off neatly. It was quite strange.
They didn't have any black electrical tape on hand, so there was no way to connect the wires. They could only watch as sparks appeared in the middle of the broken wires.
Best Actor Ye pretended to move closer, dipped a cotton swab in the blood, and brought it to his nose to smell it.
His expression changed. There was no trace of acting at all. "It's human blood!"
This sentence was like a signal, a signal that the movie hadn't finished filming yet.
The other supporting actors were stunned for a moment before they all came forward to take over the role.
According to the script, after they finished exploring the castle, there would be a quarrel and then they would split into groups to act.
Since the plot had been brought forward, the rich second generation pretended to not believe it and casually said, "Human blood? What kind of joke is this! "
Of the five of them, the detective and his assistant didn't believe in ghosts. The Vicious Male Supporting Character was purely trying to hook up with the rich guy, while the bootlicker Fat House was trying to chase after his idol. Only the rich second generation had experienced the nightmare and had some speculations in his heart. He was especially jittery and paranoid.
In addition, he had always been a pampered young master. He had always been the one giving others the cold shoulder. When had he ever been the one giving others the cold shoulder? Therefore, he immediately became angry. He felt that the detective was deliberately fooling him.
"F * ck, this ancient castle has been abandoned for so long, and there are only five of us in total. Who else could it be in the middle of the night? "
He pretended to be fierce and sneered. "You, on the other hand, I've never heard of a detective like you in the city. Don't tell me you're some kind of swindler, pretending to be a detective and deliberately waiting here to swindle money? "
The detective's assistant was furious. He stepped forward and said, "Who are you calling a liar? Watch your mouth! "
"I'm talking about you guys. How boring."
The rich second generation rolled his eyes and put his hands in his pockets. "I don't have time to play this kind of house game with you."
After saying this, he turned around and glanced at Zong Jiu, who was standing to the side. The black fog in his eyes became more obvious in the darkness, almost covering his entire pupils.
His heart was still very unwilling, and he even vaguely had some evil thoughts.
If Best Actor Ye hadn't changed the script, he would have been the one having sex in the bathroom.
On the surface, Zong Jiu was playing the role of the Vicious Male Supporting Character, who was the rich second generation's good friend and had ulterior motives. Of course, he had to support him.
Since the idol had chosen a side, the stupid Fat House would naturally follow suit. Therefore, the situation became three against two.
This was the original plot's direction.
However, Zong Jiu didn't say anything this time. Instead, he stood in place and watched the rich second generation walking away into the darkness with a flashlight. He lowered his head calmly and pressed his hand on his headset.
"Hello, is the director here? Stop filming for a moment. There seems to be a malfunction here. "
His question could be said to have broken everyone's tacit understanding from before.
The other two male supporting characters looked over in shock. When their gazes landed on the other party's face, their eyes were filled with infatuation and they suddenly felt that it was only natural.
Just as they thought, Best Actor Ye didn't say anything when Zong Jiu suddenly interrupted the filming. Instead, he looked at him indulgently.
Since the biggest boss didn't say anything, the others naturally didn't say anything.
However, Zong Jiu paused for a long time and didn't hear anything from the other side of his headset.
He understood, but on the surface, he called out a few more times. "Hello? Is the signal bad? Can you guys hear me, director? "
There was only silence on the other side of the headset. There was no reply.
"What's going on? There's no sound?"
Seeing this, the assistant and Fat House quickly started to contact each other.
Unsurprisingly, no one received a reply.
"That's strange. Let's just go and open the door."
Fat House was the first to make a decision. He walked to the door and tried to push it.
He obviously used a lot of strength, but he was quickly pushed back by the reaction force. He stood there in a daze for a while before saying in shock, "F * ck, what's going on? I can't push it?"
He really couldn't push it.
Zong Jiu also pretended to try and realized that the heavy door wouldn't budge at all. It was more like someone had poured a layer of cement on the outside and sealed it in place.
"What the hell." Fat House slammed the door so hard that his hands turned red. "Can you hear me?!"
Of course, they weren't allowed to bring their phones with them during filming. They were all left with their assistants and could only be used during intermission.
Zong Jiu stood in place and distanced himself from the others. He discreetly observed the living room.
When he was outside, he noticed that the exterior of this ancient castle was very cold and hard. It didn't look like it was used for living.
The entire living room was dark and surrounded by walls. There were no windows at all. Including the corridor they had just walked through and even the washroom, there were only vents for ventilation.
Many castles in the Middle Ages weren't built for aesthetics. Because there was often a possibility of war between lords, most castles in the Middle Ages were built on high ground that was easy to defend and hard to attack. The interior was a classic example of cold and gloomy.
This was all for strategic reasons, but this ancient castle was built in the modern era. Logically speaking, it shouldn't have been suitable for strategic reasons. Why did they choose this type of architectural style?
Just as the assistant and Fat House were banging on the door and trying to ask for help from the outside, suddenly, a shrill scream pierced through the silent darkness.
This voice was very familiar. It belonged to the rich second generation who had left the team to follow the script!
They looked at each other. Best Actor Ye was the first to nod. He raised his flashlight and rushed towards the source of the sound.
Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but after realizing that the door couldn't be opened, Fat House felt that their surroundings were a little strange.
They had already gone off-script and NG'd. Logically speaking, the film crew in front of the camera should have known. Why didn't they come in to ask after realizing that the door couldn't be opened?
This was a little strange.
However, the current situation wasn't one where a small supporting character like him dared to interrupt. He could only follow along and take things one step at a time.
"There's no one here?"
Best Actor Ye was the first to arrive at the side hall where the sound had come from. He shone his flashlight around and found that there was nothing around.
"Brother Ye, you rest first. I'll do it."
The assistant hurriedly raised his voice. "Zhou Lianwei, where are you? Can you hear me?"
Zhou Lianwei was the rich second generation's real name. Since they had already gone off-script, they couldn't care less.
It was at this moment that Fat House suddenly jumped up from the ground.
"The painting! The eyes in the painting are moving! "
He trembled in fear and pointed at a painting hanging on the wall of the side hall.
Due to the passage of time, not only had the frame faded, even the canvas inside was so dirty that it was impossible to tell its original color. All that could be seen was a graceful and luxurious lady. Her face was the most vivid and lifelike, and her pupils were eerily black and white.
"Don't scare yourself. It's already out of the movie. Even if it's real, it's probably a prop prepared by the director."
The assistant waved his hand nonchalantly and continued to call out the rich second generation's name. "Zhou Lianwei? Zhou Lianwei! "
There was still silence. There was no reply from the darkness.
Zong Jiu touched his hair. Suddenly, he heard a strange noise coming from the ceiling.
In the quiet night, the noise was no less than thunder.
The light from the flashlight naturally shone upwards. In the next second, everyone was shocked to discover that a headless corpse had been hung from the ceiling!
The corpse was quite fresh. The head that had disappeared into thin air was tattered and still dripping with blood. But looking at the style of the clothes, it was undoubtedly the rich second generation that had just left.
"Ahhhhhh —"
Fat House was so scared that he fell to the ground and trembled all over. "This, this, this, this, this, this … Which scene is this prop for?"
His voice was erratic and weak.
According to the original script, the rich second generation and the detective would turn around and leave immediately after the argument. At this time, Zong Jiu, who was playing the evil second male lead, quickly chased after him and used his tea talk skill to comfort him softly and gain a favorable impression.
At the same time, Fat House followed. Seeing his idol and the rich second generation being lovey-dovey with each other, he was furious and brazenly drugged them. In the end, the rich second generation and the evil second male lead had sex in the bathroom while he himself was hung from the ceiling by the castle's evil spirit.
In other words, no matter how many scenes were added in the middle, it was impossible to completely change the plot to this extent.
"I didn't expect the props on set to become more and more realistic. Ahahaha."
Just as he was mumbling to himself and shrinking back, suddenly, everyone's earphones were filled with a clamor.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz —"
The assistant was overjoyed. "Hello? Is this the director's team? We have a problem here. Please send someone in to help us. "
However, the voice that came from the earphones was not the director's team. It did not even sound like a human's voice.
The new voice was cold and bitter. It seemed to be filled with resentment and was extremely unpleasant to the ears.
"From now on, all actors in the castle must act according to the original script."
"Otherwise, you will end up like this person in front of you."
The next scene was the third scene.