Chapter 4 I'm not a zombie

Miss An's cheek muscles trembled violently, and after a long time, she finally couldn't help roaring: "What's going on with this TMD?"

A large group of filial people shrinking at the door looked at An Qiaoya's twisted face and roared like a ghost like smoke and smoke on top of his head. They were so scared that they fled around and screamed as they ran, "Miss's body has changed ~ Miss has become an essence... Run, everyone... Help... Zombies..." It is estimated that if it goes on like this, she will become a horrible and bloody zombie lady after she dies with injustice.

Anchoa took a deep breath and tried to suppress his fury anger. It is imperative to find out what is going on first. She didn't see anyone in that group just now. Molly and others won't spend a lot of money to hire others to act on her. Even the foreign devil boss, who has always loved and hated her, can't spend a lot of money to teach her a lesson, let alone such a Chinese funeral?

Is it possible... Those conscienceless guys threw her to the crew as props to play dead people and zombies when she was ill?

The more she thought about it, the more helpless she became. The strong smell of blood came from her nose, which made her almost nauseous. Anjoa was furious at the thought of his body stained with the blood of the unjustly dead dog. Damn it! It's unforgivable to hunt such a lovely creature for filming!

Angryly, he took off the blood-stained jade robe on his body, rolled it into a ball and wiped off the dog blood on his face and threw it aside. An Joa only ran to the place with the most escaped people in his middle clothes.

"Stop it all! Who dares to break his leg!!!" A woman was so angry that she couldn't say anything. Because the back of her head was still hurting, her movements were slow. She could only look at the crowd still rolling and crawling out and shouting, "I'm not dead yet!" How dare you use me as a prop! Call out your director!!!" She is going to scatter him ashes and then sprinkle it in the lake to feed the fish!

"Ouch!" The 12- or 3-year-old thin little girl dressed as the slowest maid, who rushed forward and didn't pay attention to the ground, was tripped by a protruding pebble and fell into a strong dog. "It hurts..."

An Joya was also shocked and couldn't help thinking, "Good boy, is it necessary to make it so realistic? It's not a lot of money to be an extra. So he ran over in three steps and two steps and reached out to help the maid up.

Unexpectedly, the little girl turned her head and saw that it was her, and immediately shrank into a mass of screams. "Miss, don't kill me, I didn't kill you. Miss, I beg you to let Xianger go... Help, miss, spare my life..." While crying out of breath, she reached out and pressed her sore ankle and tried to move forward. Climbing, Anchoa rolled his eyes.

A big step ran in front of her and squatted down, ignoring the little girl's strong struggle, and reached out to help her up. "Okay, don't move any more! I'm not a ghost, and I won't eat you! Look, my hands are still hot!" Anchoa stretched out her hand to cover the little girl's cheeks and pinched and played happily on her cheeks.

I guess the scared little girl thought she was dead, but she panicked at Anchoa's thumb and bit her to death.

"Wow~~~!!!" A woman gasped in pain, hurriedly pulled back her finger, looked at the neat and bloody tooth marks on it, and scolded the group of initiators thousands of times in her heart. NND! Is there any mistake that she treated her benefactor like this... She experienced Lv Dongbin's bitterness today.

"You...you are not...ghost?" Looking at An Qiaoya jumping and shaking her hands in place, the little girl was not afraid. Maybe she felt the temperature in An Qiaoya's hand and knew that she was not malicious. Now she was blinking and asking her in a low voice.

"Nonsense! Have you seen the ghosts who come out during the day? I said that your crew is too good at editing. What the hell are you so good at coming out to play during the day? What a psycho!" Ten fingers are connected to the heart. An Qiaoya is in so much pain that she wants to kill, and of course her tone is not much better.

"But...but...Miss, you have been dead for three days..." The little girl continued her lines.

Anjoya shook his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "I won't die if you die!" I don't care who invited me or some crew members. Anyway, now I'm going to see the mastermind behind the scenes. I tell you, I'm quit! Don't talk to me a lot over there!" When she goes back, she must take off the skin of those guys who dare to "sell her at a low price".

The little girl shrank her neck in fear by An Qiaoya's fierce tone, but she still asked conscientiously, "What is the master? Miss, are you...all right?"

"Do you have any brains? The master is the master here. The director of the old man or the gentleman, the lady, all call me out." Don't blame her for being too cruel. Who told those guys to be unrighteous first?

"Does Miss mean... the big head?" The little girl looked timidly at the fire-breathing dragon in front of her.

"Yes, yes, call someone to go quickly."

Why can't the blood stop? She wrapped it in clothes and kept seeping out. The little girl's mouth was too fierce. As a last resort, Anjoya picked up her finger and stuffed it into her mouth. I heard that saliva can stop bleeding. Try it.

"I'm going..." The little girl struggled to stand up, but the slippery bluestone on the ground made her powerless. In desperation, she had no choice but to continue to climb on the ground.

As soon as An Qiaoya turned around and saw this scene, she couldn't help sighing. She was not a cruel person in the first place. Her tone was just a little heavy just because she couldn't breathe for a while. Now when she saw the little girl crawling on the ground so miserably, she couldn't bear it. Seeing that the thin girl was only skin and bones left, it was probably difficult at home. Let's just come out and run the trap. For a moment, he became empathetic, simply shook off his fingers, stepped forward, and put his thin arm on his shoulder.

At first, the little girl did not expect that An Qiaoya would approach her again. She waved her hands desperately. It was not until a woman, who was already unhappy, stared at her fiercely and then spit out a ferocious image of gritting her teeth, "If you dare to move again, I will bite you." Then she was willing to calm down and be helped by An Qiaoya to walk out.

"What's your name?" Out of boredom, Anchoa asked. The people of this crew were really cruel. Seeing such a little girl fall down, they didn't come to help her. One or two people who thought their acting skills were close to the Oscar best actor ran away.

"The maidservant Xianger is a maid serving the fourth young master." The little girl answered cleverly.

"I'm not asking you for your stage name," Anjoya rolled his eyes. "I'm asking your real name." This little girl is quite deep in the play.

"The name of the maidservant is Xiang'er." The little girl Xiang'er is very puzzled.

"Forget it, tell me, how long have you been in this industry?"

"The maidservant only entered the village a few days ago. Miss, you were seriously ill at that time and may not have seen the maidservant."

"Oh... I said, can you not always come and go? I feel dizzy when I hear it." Headache and dizziness, double blows can kill people.

"Miss, are you going to drive Xiang'er out of the village?" The little girl named Xiang'er immediately burst into tears and her voice choked, "I... I dare not dare in the future. Miss, please don't drive me away, okay? Miss..."

Here we go again! Sighing, Anjoya helped Xianger, who knelt on the ground again, "I didn't want to drive you away, and I don't have that right." If you want to hurry, the director is also in a hurry.

"That..." Xiang'er was about to ask for a guarantee, but she didn't expect that a money sword stabbed out of the oblique ground and hit An Qiaoya, which scared her to faint as soon as her feet softened. An Qiaoya couldn't help it.

"Evil! Look, you can escape from the thunderbol of the Taoist priest this time!"

Wow, you are fighting with me now, aren't you?

Helplessly watched the money sword crackle on her body, and the bearded "Taoist priest" who even wore a crooked hat was muttering endlessly there. That's enough!

Before the fake stick had the opportunity to stick the yellow charm on her, he suddenly flew out while he was still slapped her with a money sword over there, and directly kicked him into the pond 5 meters away to drink enough water and cool down by the way.

Get out of here! I'm not a zombie!"