Is it a human or a ghost?
At this time, Awen was a little discouraged. Although he checked once during the day, the ghost didn't come out during the day!
Suddenly.
In the live broadcast room, fifty gorgeous and dazzling giant carnivals rose up, and the fragrant scent of money poured into the nostrils.
His breathing suddenly became rapid.
The boss just said: "Go on!"
Just keep going!
"Maybe it's just the little fat guy who's dazzled."
With this thought in his heart, Awen's fear instantly disappeared.
Although he is twenty-six this year, he is indeed a solid veteran anchor. With nearly seven years of live broadcast experience, he is naturally able to deal with such emergencies.
"Brothers and sisters, the big guy also saw the expression on the little chubby face just now, and it must not be fake. Maybe that face is that of Wan Xiong's daughter who fell to death decades ago."
Awen looked serious and frowned.
He pointed the camera downstairs and said slowly to the dark live broadcast room: "Now let us continue to explore this ghost building!"
After saying that, he glanced at the cameraman, who made a gesture, indicating that there were still ten minutes before he was blocked.
Before Awen could speak.
Suddenly, a weak and cheerful tune came from upstairs. The atmosphere of the tune was like family and friends gathering together. It was so joyful.
According to the original script, a sad and melodious song should be played at this time. Why did it become like this?
Also, the music is too loud. You must know that the originally set volume requires everyone to be quiet before they can hear it!
Awen subconsciously looked at his assistant Xiao Cai.
Xiao Cai held the remote control in his hand and looked confused.
"Why did you change the song?"
"I haven't pressed it yet!"
Apparently the two of them didn't make enough eye contact.
At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room also heard the sound of the music and had different opinions.
Live broadcast of accidents.
Maybe it will be a gang.
"I remember that Wan Xiong's daughter was pushed downstairs on her birthday. This song..."
It was A Hong who spoke.
Although the person did not appear in the camera, what he said was clearly heard by the audience in the live broadcast room.
"Okay you!"
Awen quietly gave Ahong a thumbs up, and then said: "Old fellows, what do you say now? Do you want to go up and take a look?
"Awen is a little scared. It's no joke now. If there really is that thing, it won't be useful even if there are five of us. Besides, we have two women here, otherwise..."
I haven't finished talking about retreat yet.
The wealthy people are throwing away their money!
"Let's go! Let's go up and see what's going on!"
At this moment.
On the steps leading to the fourth floor, the five people had different expressions.
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"Oh, you scared me to death!"
Wang Beihai quickly shrank into the gap under the corridor.
The dim white light of the mobile phone made him look pale.
"Brothers and family, you were so scared to death, Brother Wang, that they almost discovered you!"
Wang Beihai patted his chest and was shocked. He had just glanced upstairs, and it seemed like he was dead, and a fat face just happened to stick out.
Especially Xiaopang's shrill scream frightened Wang Beihai's little heart so much that it started pounding.
After hiding for a while, I didn't hear the sound of several people coming downstairs. Instead, a piece of music suddenly played, and then listening to the sound... the five people upstairs seemed to plan to continue exploring upwards.
At this time, Wang Beihai secretly glanced upstairs, and quickly reached out to the floor in front of him to retrieve a piece of paper, which had just fallen from upstairs.
Looking through the light of my mobile phone, I can see the dense dialogue and script arrangements.
"I asked why the guy above me is always thanking his wealthy father for the gifts. It turns out it was all a script!
"There is no ghost at all!"
Having said that, Lao Wang still couldn't help but drool with envy.
"I, Mr. Wang, am too honest!" He then thought, "I will have to form a team later on. I will suffer a lot if I fight alone."
then.
Wang Beihai coughed twice, pointed the camera at his big face, and said with a smile: "Family members, since that group of people didn't notice us, we will continue to follow."
follow closely.
His big face bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and he lowered his voice and said excitedly: "Thank you for the big rocket, my damn husband, I love you, husband!"
After thanking him, Wang Beihai carefully stepped onto the stairs holding a selfie stick.
What he didn't notice was.
At the corner, a pair of black and purple legs loomed in the darkness.
After a while, Buhe flapped his wings and flew up.
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The palms wrapped in clothes brushed away the thick dust, revealing the traces of the ten fingers underneath that had plowed the floor.
"Brothers, it seems that our previous guess was correct.
"Wan Xiong's daughter was dragged from the third floor to the fourth floor. After a struggle, she was dragged all the way up!"
Awen stood up and scanned the hall with his bright flashlight.
There are cobwebs everywhere, crawling spiders, broken and toppled furniture, and sometimes mice can be seen passing by, but cheerful tunes are lingering in the ears.
As Awen said, this is much more exciting than any VR horror game!
"Hey... brothers, this looks like a reception hall."
Awen slowly moved the camera and used the flashlight to show the full view of the fourth floor hall to the audience in the live broadcast room. He said with emotion: "I have to say, if this ghost building can be renovated properly, it will really be no worse than the top luxury villas now." !”
There was a murmur in his heart.
"Strange, has the tape recorder been hidden again by Xiao Cai?"
Just now I secretly took a look at the place where the tape recorder was hidden, but there was nothing there. At this time, even Awen himself couldn't tell where the sound of the music came from?
He turned and glanced.
Xiaopang turned around to talk to Ahong from time to time. The cameraman was taking photos seriously, but Xiaocai looked a little strange. His face was pale and his body was shaking faintly. He didn't know what was going on.
Just at this time.
The live broadcast room was broken into two halves. The anchor was suspected of violating the rules and was rectifying it!
"Oh, brothers, we're off work today!"
Awen shouted, clapped his hands vigorously, and the solemnity on his face suddenly turned into a smile, "Tonight's live broadcast will definitely make a lot of money. Brother Wen, please give everyone a good meal, and you won't come back until you get drunk!"
"Okay, Brother Wen is awesome!"
Xiaopang clapped his hands quickly.
He didn't notice Awen glance at him, and it was obvious that his thoughts at that time had not disappeared.
"I'll go and make myself comfortable. You guys wait for me here."
Having drunk a little too much water just now, Awen couldn't hold it in anymore. He greeted the other four people, took a flashlight and found a nearby room and got into it.
"Tsk, it seems it won't be convenient to find Xiaohong to eat alone for a while."
Xiaopang took out his mobile phone and clicked on the backstage of the live broadcast room to watch tonight's flow.
Brother Wen is inviting her to dinner tonight, and the two of them seem to have no time to be alone. Why not take her home after dinner?
Thinking like this, he shouted without looking back: "Ahong, what food do you like to eat?"
silence.
No sound!
Fatty turned his head, and Ahong and the cameraman disappeared, leaving only assistant Xiaocai with his head slightly lowered and his body trembling slightly.
At that moment, he couldn't help but frown and asked: "Xiao Cai, where did Ahong and the camera go?"
No reply.
Heart pounding.
"Xiao Cai?"
Xiaopang shouted softly, holding the phone tightly in his fat palm.
He still lowered his head and didn't respond.
But at this time, a faint whistling sound quietly reached my ears.
He curled his neck and looked around.
The darkness was like thick ink, and even the flashlight placed aside could not penetrate it at all.
"Xiao Cai, don't scare me!"
Finally, he started to cry, and Xiaopang slowly moved over.
Come closer.
He pointed the flashlight at Xiao Cai's face, and his heart suddenly seemed to be clenched tightly by big hands, almost making him breathless.
A face with dilated pupils and a ferocious and pale face came into view.
There is no longer the smiling face of the past.
Every vein floating on the skin showed severe pain.
His fat fingers trembled and reached towards his nose.
No breath at all!
"How could it be? How could it be?"
Xiaopang opened his eyes wide, grabbed his hair with both hands and collapsed and murmured.
at this time.
The whispering sound in his ears became more and more real.
Listen attentively.
The voice came from behind.
To be precise, from Xiao Cai's back.
By some strange coincidence, Xiao Pang walked behind Xiao Cai, and the blazing white light shone on him.
There seemed to be something undulating under the white top.
He stretched out his hand and opened it little by little, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Under the bright light, the flesh and blood on Xiao Cai's back was completely hollowed out, and his white skeleton could almost be seen.
Inside.
Countless insects and squirrels are crawling.
It's like treating it as one's own nest.
