Chapter 1835

Zhou Ping was thinking at this moment that this time she would not only not spend money, but also make a fortune.

Yeah, that's good.

However, before taking this business, Zhou Ping had a doubt in her heart?

She also met some people in the crew. Why did some people not show the symptoms of the director and these three people?

She remembered that an assistant director just said that he lived very close to the director. Could it be because of the location?

Zhou Ping was still very strange in her heart. The conditions of these people could be said to be exactly the same, especially these three.

Zhou Ping hesitated and asked the director: "Are the rooms you guys live in very close?"

The director nodded: "Yes, we are all on the first floor."

Zhou Ping nodded, "Okay, I'll go to your place to see you after you finish work in the evening."

The director hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, thank you ma'am, thank you for your trouble."

The director was actually very uneasy at this time. He didn't think too much before, but now, the more he thought about it, the more weird it felt, and it always felt very weird.

The director asked in a low voice: "Madam, can you... tell me what is the reason for my physical condition? Is it because of too much pressure?"

Zhou Ping smiled: "If you are under great pressure, then you should go to a psychologist. If you come to me, it is not a psychological problem."

The director swallowed his saliva. If it is not a stress problem, then it is... other reasons.

He asked carefully: "Madam, can you tell me more... clearly?"

Qin Zheng was impatient with his question and said: "To be clear, you have not been resting well, and you have nightmares every night. Even if you sleep all night, you feel more tired after waking up. That's because the little ghost sucked your yang energy. Do you understand?"

With two snaps, the chopsticks and spoons in the hands of Yu Chengjing and the assistant director fell on the table?

All of them looked at Qin Zheng with confusion and fear.

Zhou Ping asked casually: "For people like you, you should often be sleep-deprived in the middle of the night, right?"

The director and the other three people nodded at the same time.

Yu Chengjing said with a pale face, "It's not just sleep paralysis. Sometimes, I feel that I clearly remember where I put things yesterday, but they are in different places the next day. I have been wondering if it is because of the recent pressure that has caused my memory to deteriorate."

Another person followed up and said, "Me too, me too... In the middle of the night, my teacher could hear the sound of running water. I remembered it, but I couldn't move..."

The director's heart was pounding: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The director of Group A said, "I was so busy shooting every day. I didn't take it seriously, but in the past few days, the situation has become more and more serious. In the middle of the night, I couldn't open my eyes, but I always felt that there seemed to be someone running in the room."

Yu Chengjing rubbed his swollen forehead and said, "Me too, I have never been superstitious. I searched the Internet and it said that it might be due to poor rest and too much pressure, which caused auditory and visual hallucinations, so I didn't care about it..."

However, as the quality of sleep became worse and worse, Yu Chengjing began to doubt it.

The night before yesterday, he asked his assistant to sleep in the same room with him. However, after sleeping there that night, the assistant refused to sleep in the same room with him again. Moreover, yesterday he brought him a cross and a painting of Jesus, but it was of no use.