I had actually driven that female ghost away by cursing her out.
Seventh Master had taught me that trick.
People said ghosts feared vicious people. Back in the countryside, when something like this happened, plenty of people had no idea how to exorcise a ghost, so this was their only option.
But it did not always work. It depended on the ghost's personality, and sometimes you could curse a ghost into a rage.
Luckily, I had gambled right again and cursed her into leaving.
Cursing someone out was exhausting, though. I had worked up a sweat.
"Master Chen, is she all right now?"
"She's fine, but she'll definitely need a few days to recover. She probably won't be able to take part in filming for now."
After hearing what I said, the director wore a conflicted expression.
Perhaps even he did not want to keep filming. This was far too stressful, with things going wrong in the middle of shooting.
But for the money, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and carry on.
Zhao Xingyun was soon carried away to rest.
Lu Yihao did not keep arguing with An Ning and me either. Looking somewhat flustered, he left with his assistant.
I walked over and helped the crew member who had fallen earlier to his feet.
He looked terrified and uneasy. He was the one who had stumbled out and startled the female ghost earlier. Otherwise, I would already have learned who she was.
I pulled him aside and asked, "Did you do that on purpose just now?"
He hurriedly denied it. "Master, I really didn't mean to. Someone pushed me from behind."
I asked again, "Who was standing behind you?"
He looked troubled, as though he did not dare name the person.
"Was it Lu Yihao?"