Best Actor Ye stood in place, his sinister gaze sweeping over the youth's reddened eyes and full lips.
The latter's white shirt was soaked and hung loosely on his body. The first two buttons were unbuttoned by the devil, revealing a large patch of pale skin on his back. Looking deeper, one could even see the end of the mysterious pattern.
Anyone who had been in the brothel for a long time could easily tell that something unusual had happened in the dark bathroom just now. Perhaps not long ago, the white-haired youth had been fiercely loved by someone.
Not to mention, there was the sound of lips and teeth intertwining through the invisible earpiece. The suppressed sigh was suddenly crushed, and there was no sound coming from the other side.
"What were you doing in there just now?"
Jealousy and anger swept over his rationality. Best Actor Ye's voice suddenly became sharp, infinitely close to the venomous and cold ghost voice in the earpiece.
But it was only for a moment. A moment later, he immediately realized that he had lost his composure and returned to his usual elegant voice, but his expression was still gloomy.
However, Zong Jiu, who was in a bad mood, sneered, "What does it have to do with you?"
After experiencing it once, he felt that his hot body had calmed down a lot.
But it was still not enough. The pattern on his collarbone and chest was still slowly spreading. Zong Jiu could clearly feel it.
"Sub-system, has my curse been eradicated?"
Ever since leaving the Super S Level dungeon, the sub-system had lost its host identity and became exceptionally silent. Unless Zong Jiu called out to it in his mind, most of the time it would play dead like the main system.
[No. But the effect has weakened.]
As expected, his curse was still not eradicated.
The white-haired youth stood in place and rubbed his messy hair irritably.
After being caught and released by the devil, he could clearly feel that the scorching lines on his body had gradually dimmed a little.
… This also confirmed his and the sub-system's previous guess.
Sabu Nicholas, one of them had to be lust and reproduction, right?
When he said this, the other two supporting male leads looked at him in shock.
It was not only because the white-haired youth dared to go against the Best Actor, but more importantly, both he and Best Actor Ye did not follow the plot!
This time, it was the assistant who asked the question.
He looked at them in surprise, "Could it be that the evil spirit in this castle is fake …"
A second later, the assistant received the same treatment as the Fat House. His pinky was suddenly cut off and rolled to the ground, blood gushing out.
The assistant knelt on the ground in pain and screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
No, he was still under the control of the castle's evil spirit!
This time, the cold voice did not come from the earpiece. Instead, it appeared directly in the castle, echoing on the mottled walls that had fallen off.
"Changes to the plot that cannot be made due to force majeure are allowed."
"But there is no next time."
Due to Best Actor Ye not being able to enter the bathroom for some unknown reason, the original script was changed once again. It was just like how the rich second generation left the bathroom only to die tragically for some unknown reason.
It turned out that in the eyes of the evil spirit, this was within the scope of a reasonable plot change.
Of course, no one dared to take the risk and try to change the plot. If the plot did not continue, it was very likely that they would not receive the evil spirit's approval, but a fatal disaster!
"Continue, act four and five. Do not stop."
The evil spirit's voice became colder and colder. It contained a strong sense of resentment. It was like a bucket of ice-cold water pouring down, causing people to tremble and continue to drag them into the abyss of fear.
When the fourth act was clicked, the assistant's body suddenly began to tremble violently.
Because in the fourth act, the biggest highlight was his death.
After the two sides quarreled, the Fat House drugged him, and the male lead and supporting male lead made love in the bathroom, the assistant realized that he had dropped something in the side hall, so he could only leave the team and go back to get it.
What he did not expect was that leaving the team this time would cause his death.
It was described in the script to be very tragic. It was said that when he was found, his body was already covered in livor mortis. His limbs were fat, and he looked like a terrifying giant. He even had green hair.
Originally, when filming a movie, the script was the script.
But now, the script had become reality.
Zhou Lianwei, who played the role of the rich kid, had died. Did this mean that if he followed the plot, he would also …
The more the assistant thought about it, the more afraid he became. Undisguised fear appeared on his face, and his legs started to shake uncontrollably.
His eyes wandered around. This was the subconscious reaction of a person who wanted to find a rope when they were in extreme fear.
Suddenly, when his gaze landed on the white-haired young man standing to the side, the assistant's gaze froze.
Due to the angle, he just happened to see the strange pattern on the young man's collarbone.
At that moment, everything seemed to have left him.
The only thing left in the assistant's line of sight was the extremely strange pattern that seemed to be able to dig out the deepest desire in the bottom of a human's heart. As he breathed, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was possessed, and his mouth was uttering monotonous and repetitive ravings.
He made a decision that he did not even dare to think about.
The assistant suddenly rushed forward. His hands twisted like they were broken, and he viciously pushed the Fat House, who was standing to the side, to the ground.
"Are you crazy? What are you doing! "
Originally, the Fat House was gloating as he watched the assistant's fingers break and was about to meet his death.
He had changed the plot once. After the rich kid died for him, the Fat House was quite carefree.
However, he did not expect the latter to pounce on him like a mad dog. His fingers dug into his clothes, and the strength of his fingertips was so great that it left scarlet bloody marks on his body. Some of his fingernails even broke on the spot, causing Fat Otaku to cry out in pain.
"Hehehehe, found it."
The assistant giggled, and his head tilted to his shoulder like a broken machine.
From the beginning to the end, his eyes had been staring at the white-haired young man standing there. The black fog in his pupils spread to the surroundings. It was so deep that no light could be seen.
In his hand, a small bottle was crushed on the spot. The glass shards pierced deep into his flesh and blood dripped.
However, he did not seem to notice this at all. He even lowered his head and tried to swallow the glass shards with his teeth. He crawled on all fours to where the white-haired young man was standing.
The alarm bells in the Zong Jiu's heart rang. He took two steps back, but Best Actor Ye, who had been waiting by the side for a long time, grabbed his wrist.
The Best Actor, who was 100% possessed by a ghost, looked fierce. "I'm asking you, what did you do in there just now?"
What responded to him was the white-haired young man's Holy Sword of Physics.
Under the attack of the ghost, even the ghost's soul was affected. He could not help but let go.
The Zong Jiu did not stop at all and ran to the other end of the castle corridor.
The assistant wanted to forcibly occupy the role of the Fat House and change the plot. This way, the scapegoat, Fat House, who did not act according to the script, would be the one who died, not him.
But the problem was that the bottle in the Fat House's hand was the one that the prop team had prepared for him. It was to be used to drug the male lead and the evil man.
Although the Zong Jiu looked annoyed by the other people's stares, he did not let down his guard at all.
The Curse of the Evil God was like a plague. It could easily stir up the darkest part of a person's heart. Therefore, when he heard the assistant instruct the prop team to replace the empty bottle with the real medicine, the director and everyone else did not think there was anything wrong with it. They even claimed that it would allow the new actors to better immerse themselves in their roles. He was already prepared to fight back.
In the darkness, the sound of running footsteps echoed down the corridor. After passing through the soft and thick carpet, the dust rose high into the air and scattered.
For some reason, the Zong Jiu felt annoyed.
He liked excitement and challenges. But this punishment dungeon, whether it was the hint behind the main mission or something else, clearly showed that the main system was giving him a chance to get rid of the curse on him.
On the contrary, he would rather the vengeful ghosts of this punishment instance dungeon harbored killing intent towards him than play such a meaningless game.
All the solutions pointed to the final ending.
If No. 1 did not come, it meant that the NPC in this dungeon had a clear intention.
Moreover, this curse was not something that could be easily removed. If he had to do something like that …
He should have at least picked a better partner in bed.
The provocation was provocation, but if he really had to do it with the Boss of this dungeon, the ghost, Zong Jiu would not be so hardcore that he would have sex with a ghost.
After thinking about it for a long time, No.1 became the only optimal solution that could be chosen.
Zong Jiu was speechless.
Why did he feel a little displeased for no reason?
He did not know when, but he had already run a long distance. He didn't know if it was because of the curse or because he had taken the colorless and odorless medicine earlier, but his body gradually heated up. His wet clothes stuck to his body and he felt extremely uncomfortable. His collar gradually slid down to his shoulders, revealing the tattoo on his back that was slightly dimmer in color, but at the end, it was fierce again.
"Aiya, Mr. Magician, are you thinking of me?"
A teasing and familiar voice rang out from the shadows.
A cold hand intimately circled around his neck and draped a black suit jacket over the white-haired youth's body.
The chain of the ancient Egyptian cross protection talisman dangled from his chest, clinking.
The devil's clothes were cold like his body. It did not look like it had just been taken off from his body. Instead, it looked like it had just been taken off from a hanger.
Zong Jiu turned around. He had run from the second floor to the third floor.
Or rather, the shadow had changed the entire space. He was still standing at the corner of the second floor corridor and running down the stairs, but the next second, he was on the third floor.
On the third floor of the ancient castle, there was a small window in the middle of the corridor.
The cold moonlight outside spilled in through the window, coating the side of the youth's face with a dark veil.
The black-haired man leaned against the wall and grabbed the white-haired youth's hand, pulling him in front of him.
Zong Jiu's gaze drifted down. "So fast? You're done? "
He was still brooding over what had happened just now and was happy to add insult to injury by mocking No. 1.
Oh, it seemed like it was not done.
The devil raised his eyebrows. "Aren't I waiting for Mr. Magician to help me?"