I've been targeted too.

Feng Xiuyun's boyfriend is really Zhang Feng.

Jiang Luo recalled the information he had read earlier, that Zhang Feng was only 24 years old this year, six full years behind Feng Xiuyun.

Even if Jiang Luo doesn't mix with the entertainment industry, he knows that as a trainee who hasn't even debuted yet, he knows what kind of consequences there would be if it is revealed that he is in a relationship with the behind-the-scenes person of the program who is six years older than him.

But here's where the weirdness comes in.

Zhang Feng is already 24 years old, not young, he desperately wants to make his debut, how can he choose to talk about love at this time? Jiang Luo doesn't mean to look down on Feng Xiuyun, but he is well aware of the inferiority of men. If the person was young, beautiful and rich, then it would be fine. Feng Xiuyun is already 30 years old, with ordinary appearance, just a small behind-the-scenes staff, can not give Zhang Feng what help.

Nine times out of ten, Zhang Feng is in love with her for a reason.

But what kind of intentions would make someone who is desperate to make a debut risk destroying his own career to get close to Feng Xiuyun?

Jiang Luo reads the diary again and realizes that these diaries were all written within three days, which means that Zhang Feng approached Feng Xiuyun and fell in love with him in just three days.

Three days later, Feng Xiuyun died.

And before that time, three of Li Zhen's trainees had already died.

To put it mildly, Zhang Feng has nothing to do with Li Zhen's deaths, but why isn't he dead?

Three words flashed through Jiang Luo's mind: scapegoat.

Feng Xiuyun, has he become Zhang Feng's scapegoat?

"Did Feng Xiuyun leave anything else behind?" Jiang Luo asked.

Lu Youyi brought a large cardboard box, "This box was hidden under the bed by Feng Xiuyun, we haven't looked at it yet."

The three of them paid their respects to the box and opened it to reveal a neatly arranged collection of individual organizer bags.

There were a thousand things in the storage bag, half-eaten cookies, used cups, and a moldy apple.

Above each organizer, a note is attached.

"He gave me the headband."

"The cup he used."

"What he said to me."

On top of that, there was a folded up dark blue sheet at the bottom of the box.

Lu Youyi and Ye Xun opened the bed sheet, and in the center of the sheet, there were a few drops of blood.

There was also a note on the sheet.

Jiang Luo picked it up and glanced at it, frowning, "They're both in bed."

This is Feng Xiuyun's first proof.

The two men holding the sheets blushed and hurriedly put them back, taking a sardonic step back.

The note on the sheet reads, "I didn't expect this step to happen so quickly ...... but it's okay, he likes me a lot and hugs and kisses me every time we meet, and when I asked him why he liked it, he said he wanted to leave his scent on me... ...I don't know why he felt a sense of relief when it was done, but I was happy even if he became impatient with me when he left."

The Dead Ghost, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly spoke up, "She's a scapegoat."

It coincided with Jiang Luo's thoughts, and Jiang Luo looked at him, "Why do you say that."

The dead ghost said, "Zhang Feng left his scent on Feng Xiuyun's body, which can fool the ghosts and monsters who want to kill him."

Something will kill Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng knows this and waits for an opportunity to get close to Feng Xiuyun, get intimate and fall in love with her, so that the ghost who wants to kill him recognizes Feng Xiuyun as him, and so Feng Xiuyun dies while Zhang Feng escapes.

What would Zhang Feng know about dying?

And where did he get the scapegoat solution?

Zhang Feng , Li Zhen , Chen Lezhi , Lin Xiao four people, absolutely did something to get killed.

Jiang Luo pointed to Feng Xiuyun's suitcase, "He used Feng Xiuyun as a scapegoat and all he had to do was kiss and cuddle his way into bed?"

Dead Ghost nodded.

He didn't remember anything, but they seemed instinctive and surfaced in his mind, "Hugging only leaves one's breath on the other person for a short time, an exchange of bodily fluids would be better, like a kiss, but there is no need to do the last step."

"Fooling some ghosts and goblins who don't use their eyes to recognize people, that's good enough."

Lu Youyi's realization dawned on him as he looked at the box sympathetically, "Then she was deliberately killed by Zhang Feng."

Zhang Feng's insides are corrupt and stinky.

If, as the dead ghost said, there is no need to do the last step, it is already enough to deflect the eyes of the ghosts and monsters. But Zhang Feng slept with Feng Xiuyun anyway. Zhang Feng was worried that the usual kisses and hugs weren't enough insurance, so he cajoled and tricked Feng Xiuyun to make sure that he could be a steady scapegoat for him.

He just took advantage of a woman's love for him and was horribly selfish.

The reason Zhang Feng chose Feng Xiuyun as his scapegoat was simple.

Feng Xiuyun is a low-key introvert, she is like a transparent person among the staff, she has no background, no friends, and even if something goes wrong, no one will pursue the matter for her.

Feng Xiuyun was thirty years old and had never been in love, so Zhang Feng could easily coax her out of her heart. Even if his affair with Feng Xiuyun were to be exposed, who would believe the words of an ugly, old man behind the scenes?

The public will only think that Feng Xiuyun is talking nonsense, that Feng Xiuyun can't distinguish between reality and dreams, and that he fantasizes that he is falling in love with a handsome young trainee contestant.

Zhang Feng has really thought of everything.

Jiang Luo gave a laugh, "He thinks really well."

But now, although Feng Xiuyun has died for Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng has clearly not gotten rid of what is behind him.

Jiang Luo closed his notebook, "Come on, let's go check out that warehouse."

*

Zhang Feng practiced dancing all morning, the more he practiced, the more irritated he became, he grimaced and went to the bathroom alone.

There was no one in the bathroom. Zhang Feng washed his face and looked up at himself in the mirror.

He had solved the problem weighing on his heart and was supposed to be relaxed. But after looking at the state of the other trainees in the practice room, he was scared and jealous again.

He threw that away, and without the blessing of that thing, would he have managed to make a successful debut?

There are only eight debut positions, and there are so many others ahead of him.

Zhang Feng thought grimly, let those people die along with him, just as he had once wished.

Zhang Feng took the paper and dried his face, but when he looked in the mirror again, he felt something was wrong.

How come his expression never changes?

Zhang Feng made a strange face, but in the mirror he smiled happily, still looking unchanged.

What's going on? Zhang Feng panicked.

There was a sudden knock at the door.

Zhang Feng walked towards the door in a state of disorientation, panicked and even more annoyed. What's the point of knocking on the door of the toilet when the door opens at the push of a button?

Yeah, the bathroom door opens at the push of a button.

Zhang Feng paused violently, cold sweat broke out on the corners of his forehead in a bean-sized sweat, and a chill ran up his back, "Who?"

The person knocking on the door outside didn't say anything, still knocking on the door.

Zhang Feng's heart raises, his hairs explode in a flash, and a feeling of hairiness rushes up his neck as he locks the door with a shaking hand and takes two steps back.

"Who are you, who?!" He said fearfully, "Speak!"

The knocking continued regularly.

Zhang Feng was scared out of his wits, he nervously covered his ears, but the knocking sound still clearly passed through his palms and reached his ears. Zhang Feng suddenly roared, "Stop knocking!"

The knocking at the door stopped abruptly.

Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and tensed up again as he cautiously walked over to the door to see if the people outside had left, but there was no cat's eye on the door and no glass windows around it.

Zhang Feng's breathing was getting more and more ragged, he didn't dare to open the door, but waiting in such silence was even more burning than when there was a knock on the door just now, he hesitated for a long time and got down on the ground to look out through the crack of the door.

The doorway was two fingers wide, just enough distance for one eye.

Zhang Feng made his way closer to the door, picking at the cracks in the floor tiles, his forehead pressed up against the door.

His eyes flicked from left to right; there was no sign of human legs outside the door.

The thing knocking on the door is gone.

Zhang Feng came to life as if he was breathing heavily and completely paralyzed on the ground.

Don t think about it Don t think about it Don t think about it ...... Maybe it is a prank of some trainee who is deliberately trying to scare him.

Those things were settled and nothing would come back to haunt him.

Zhang Feng calmed himself timidly as he was about to stand up, and subconsciously glanced again at the doorway, only to be met by another glaring eye.

The eye had been staring at him for I don't know how long.

"......"

"Ahhhhhh!"

*

Jiang Luo Four people are heading for the warehouse.

On the way, Lu Youyi sighed quietly, "I really want to go back to school, except for the delicious cafeteria, nothing else here is as good as our school. Everyday is just training besides eating, it's so boring."

Jiang Luo asked slyly, "Isn't it enough that the cafeteria is delicious?"

Lu Youyi was silent.

Curious, Deadbeat asked, "Back to school?"

"We're still in school," Lu Youyi explained, "Deadbeat, did you ever go to school?"

The dead ghost, confused for a moment, shook his head hesitantly.

"He's the living dead, even if he went to school, it was centuries ago," Ye Xun faded, "Deadbeat, where's your knife?"

Deadbeat said, "Hidden in the dormitory."

It's hard for others to hide a cell phone, but it turns out he was able to hide his big knife, Lu Youyi gives him a thumbs up to show his admiration.

The deadbeat thought for a moment and said, "I've got about two dozen more shots stashed away."

"What's the point of hiding the camera?" Jiang Luo didn't understand the thinking of the living dead, "By the way, how did you get into this program?"

Deadbeat tells them about being tapped by a talent scout and about the 20-year contract he signed with his agent.

"20 years?" Lu Youyi sucked in a breath of cold air, "Isn't this a pit?!"

"What are you nervous about," Ye Xun spat, "He's not human."

Lu Youyi scratches his head, "Right."

While talking, the warehouse has arrived. As the director said, the location of the warehouse is extremely remote, and the warehouse is also very shabby and simple. Several windows were broken, and the corners of the walls were full of weeds.

The iron door was rusty. Jiang Luo pushed the door, but it was locked, so he couldn't get in through the front door.

Ye Xun found a window he could climb through, "Here it is."

They jumped in through the window, and the moment they landed on the ground, they stirred up the floating dust on the ground. Jiang Luo used his hand to fan away the dust in front of him and saw a few muddy footprints on the ground.

Ye Xun compared the muddy footprints to Zhang Feng's shoes and said with certainty, "Zhang Feng was here."

The footprints lead to a window on the back wall of the warehouse. Jiang Luo follows the footprints, and Yu Guang sweeps around the warehouse.

Inside the warehouse were some worn out tables, chairs, and electrical appliances, with a few long screws scattered on the floor. Against the left wall sat a small, slightly cleaner table.

There are also four cardboard boxes that act as seats next to the table.

Jiang Luo said, "There is something strange about this table."

Ye Xun looked over after him, "Go over there?"

Approaching a look, there is a broken bowl on the table. In the corner of the table there was black ash accumulated in a ball, Jiang Luo crushed it on his thumb and rubbed it, and laughed, "It's incense ash."

"Is this playing Cup Fairy?" Lu Youyi wondered.

Cup Fairy is a game like Pen Fairy or Ouija Board Fairy that can predict problems. This thing is evil, those who invite up are ghosts, and if they are invited and not sent, they are even in great trouble.

But Jiang Luo did not see any such ghosts in the accident.

Can't it be that these guys were really killed by the Cup Fairy?

And what about the faceless monster in the darkness.

The monster has forced Jiang Luo to stand in a place without light, for fear that as soon as it gets dark, the monster will have already arrived at Jiang Luo's side, killing him when he is caught off guard.

Jiang Luo gave a "tsk" and said, "Follow his footprints first."

They tumbled out of a window in the back wall of the warehouse and into the mud. It had only stopped raining this morning and the mud was still wet.

Trash was everywhere, half hidden in the mud and half emerging, like a big carrot with no place to lay its head.

There was a line of footprints in the middle of the mud, spreading into the forest. Jiang Luo is a bit glad that it rained yesterday, otherwise they would not have found Zhang Feng's trail so easily.

The forest wasn't very dense, but the path was bad because of the mud. They walked for almost twenty minutes, following the footprints to a heap of garbage.

The stench was so strong that Jiang Luo was so smoked that he turned green and covered his nose, "His destination is the garbage dump?"

Ye Xun pinched his nose and answered in a jar, "Did he leave something here?"

Jiang Luo : "...... won't have to pick through the garbage again."

Ye Xun's eyes sparkled with curiosity as he said forcefully, "The truth is out there, steak."

Jiang Luo: "......"

Can't really go on a mission with Ye Xun, the man's too curious. He can suppress his fear and dread and actively go through garbage in order to get to the truth.

Ye Xun pulled up his sleeves, found two fairly clean plastic bags to put over his hands, and urged, "You guys hurry up."

Lu Youyi was accustomed to it, he skillfully found three pairs of plastic bags, divided them between Jiang Luo and the dead ghost, pushed the dead ghost forward and said cheaply, "Dead ghost, you have a good nose, you first, remember to remind us when you smell something with Zhang Feng's odor."

Deadbeat nodded honestly and began rummaging through the trash, shielding his two friends behind him.

The stench of garbage disturbed the dead ghost's sense of smell, but soon he smelled something different in it.

The deadbeat followed the smell and rummaged through a cardboard box to find a packet tightly wrapped in a plastic bag.

"I found it." He turned.

The four men got off the garbage pile and wanted to see what it was right there, but it was so stinky here at the garbage pile that any more sniffing would have made them throw up, so they just went back to the warehouse.

But far from the garbage, Jiang Luo can still smell the odor.

He turned his head sideways and sniffed himself, his breath catching and he quickly averted his face.

He's already got the stench of the garbage dump on him.

Jiang Luo was so stinky by himself, but suddenly thought, if he was in his present state last night, wouldn't Chi You be disgusted by him?

Want to gross Chi You out in this way tonight?

But soon Jiang Luo gave up on this idea.

It stinks so bad, he can't help himself.

It's a totally stupid way to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

The warehouse was a long way from the dump, and back at the warehouse, the deadbeat placed the plastic bag on the table, "This thing doesn't smell right."

He took the contents out of the plastic bag, and there was a thick layer of cling film wrapped around the top of the item. The dead ghost peeled off the cling film, revealing a two palm-sized clear glass bottle.

There was a withered, bald baby in the glass bottle.

The baby's arms and legs were as if they were withered branches, his eyes were closed and his skin was dark.

Black gas surrounded the baby, Lu Youyi's face sank, "It's a brat."

A small ghost is extremely similar to a kumanto, but the two are not the same thing. Guman Tongs are made by white-clothed Azans who, with compassion, take in the souls of wandering young children and invite them away to be worshipped for the sake of goodness. But the ghost is the opposite, it is made by the black-clothed Azan using cruel methods, and the ghost does not rest in peace after death, and is extremely resentful, so it is evil.

The magic power of the little ghost is stronger than that of the Gourmand boy, and the effect is quick and great, but the backlash is also tremendous.

Jiang Luo didn't think that Zhang Feng would dare to raise such a thing.

He walked up and picked up the plastic bag to re-wrap the plastic bottle, "The baby Zhang Cheng saw at Zhang Feng's feet should be this little ghost."

While this was going on, the director called them in a panicked tone, "Master, something has happened to Zhang Feng."

*

Zhang Feng was found fainted in the toilet, the program team sent Zhang Feng to the hospital, but Zhang Feng woke up and started shouting and screaming like crazy.

Keeping his face covered, he said, "My face! My face!"

Jiang Luo They rushed to the hospital, they heard a nurse shocked and uncertain: "Just sent over that patient crazy, the eyes of their own are gouged down, hard to gouge ah, the nurses have thrown up several."

Another nurse clutched her arms and chills ran up her spine, "He's scratching his face off, but he's still smiling, crazy, absolutely crazy!"

Jiang Luo and his companions exchanged glances and walked quickly to the ward.

Zhang Feng has been sedated by a doctor and is lying weakly in bed.

His face was covered in blood marks from his own fingernail scratches, and a bloody hole was gouged out where his eye had been. The director closed the door and complained, "He just almost scratched a doctor, and insisted that the other doctor's nose was his nose. I think he's possessed, Master, take a look, is he possessed by a ghost?"

Jiang Luo looked Zhang Feng over and sneered, "No, he realized he had no face."

The director didn't understand the words, but Jiang Luo walked to the bedside and looked down at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng saw him and got excited again, "Where's my face, where's my face!"

Jiang Luo pulled his lips, "Shouldn't I ask you if your face is missing?"

Zhang Feng stiffened.

Jiang Luo placed the glass bottle containing the little ghost on the table in front of his bed and said coldly, "I'm sure you recognize this thing. After raising the little ghost and then discarding it, you are to blame for being revolted. You've only lost a face now, if you don't want to lose your life, then tell us the truth about the deaths of the three Li Zhen."

Zhang Feng shivered, "I, I don't know ......"

"The four of you played Cup of Immortality and summoned something, and while the others died one by one, you were given a way to avoid death by finding a scapegoat," Jiang Luo said with a cold face, even guessing, "Feng Xiuyun died, you didn't have to die, you thought you had escaped with your life, but you realized that the things that were wrong around you were still happening ...... When you saw the new trainees, you remembered the three dead Li Zhen people, and thus the truth about their deaths. You're afraid, you're scared, you're worried that you're still going to die, but then you comfort yourself with the thought that someone else has already died in your place, you don't have to die, do you?"

Zhang Feng's face turned pale, and Jiang Luo taunted, "Since you don't want to talk about it, we can't stop you from going to your death."

He makes a move to leave, and Zhang Feng yells, "Don't go!"

He reached out to yank someone, but rolled woefully off the bed and onto the floor, sniveling, "Help me, please help me!"

Jiang Luo Several people stopped their feet and looked at him sideways.

"You're almost right," Zhang Feng cried out, "We, we played Cup of Immortality and summoned a faceless monster! The faceless monster said it could grant our wishes, Li Zhen The three of them wished to debut, but I was blinded by lard, I made a wish, I wished for all the people in front of me in line to die, so that I could debut in the C-suite ...... The faceless monster agreed."

"But before the others died, Li Zhen, the three of them, died first, and that's when I realized that you have to give your life before you can get your wish."

"What's the point of going on the road if you're not going to live?" Zhang Feng was agitated, "I was going crazy in those days, but Fu Wei came to mock me, what does he know? What does he know? Does he think he has everything with that face? I'll take him with me even if I die! I tried to find a way to get the faceless monster to stare at him, and went to the little ghost I raised, I begged it to bless my life, but the little ghost couldn't stop the faceless monster either, and in my anger I dropped the little ghost once, scolding it for not being of any use....... The next day I snuck off to an Internet cafe to look up the information, but searched for a way to be able to use a scapegoat."

Zhang Feng realized that Feng Xiuyun was the best person to kill, so he didn't hesitate to do it. He made the faceless monster think that Feng Xiuyun was himself, and Feng Xiuyun really died.

But after that, the bizarre events around Zhang Feng haven't stopped. If Zhang Cheng hadn't seen the ghost of the baby beside him, Zhang Feng wouldn't have known that the little ghost had already begun to revolt and wanted to kill him.

Zhang Feng crawled forward shivering, trying to hold Jiang Luo's legs, "Please help me ......"

Jiang Luo took a few steps back and turned around, "Did you call the police?"

Ye Xun nodded, "The police will be here soon."

Zhang Feng was paralyzed on the ground.

They left the hospital and Lu Youyi let out a breath, "Because of Zhang Feng's wish, that's why the faceless monster threatened the program to continue recording, it also targeted Fu Wei, if we don't solve the faceless monster, this matter is still unresolved."

Jiang Luo smoked a cigarette and suddenly said, "I'm also being targeted by the faceless monster."

But ......

Jiang Luo came up with a whimsical idea.

Can he put Chi You up against the faceless monster.