The photographer who watched Sister Zhou's video turned pale and looked towards Lu Chen calmly.
He said in a difficult tone: "Brother, you don't want to go to the cemetery, do you?"
"I feel a bit uncomfortable going to a suburban cemetery in the middle of the night..."
"Besides, I heard from my colleagues when I came here that the cemetery here is always haunted at night!"
Lu Chen's face turned pale when he heard the photographer's words.
Then he nodded seriously and asked the photographer:
"Why don't we go back to sleep? Sister Zhou said it herself. She has such resentment that even when ghosts come, she has to hand her a cigarette."
"Maybe she's okay now, why not smoke with the ghost?"
When the photographer heard the ghost, he couldn't help but trembled, and he hurriedly grabbed Lu Chen to prevent him from continuing.
"Brother! It's even scarier when you say that. It's better to go home and sleep!"
"I agree, if you don't have enough energy, how can you work tomorrow!"
Without saying a word, Lu Chen stepped on the accelerator and drove towards his community.
The audience in the live broadcast room laughed out loud when they saw the timid behavior of the two people.
[(laughing and crying) Hahaha! It made me laugh. Brother Lu and the photographer are so timid! 】
[No, you just abandoned Sister Zhou? Have you forgotten the big dinner they invited you to have? ? ? 】
[(face covering) I never expected this. Brother Lu is not even afraid of wanted criminals, but he is actually afraid of ghosts? 】
[Wait a minute, Brother Lu seems to have turned around! 】
In the live broadcast room, a barrage immediately attracted the attention of all viewers.
On the broad avenue, a silver-white supercar made a handsome drifting U-turn.
Lu Chen, who had just driven no more than a hundred meters, turned around again and headed towards the suburbs.
Lu Chen was holding the steering wheel on the silver-white supercar with a calm expression on his face.
There is no longer any fear like before.
The photographer still didn't understand what was going on. He looked at Lu Chen who had suddenly changed his mind, his tone full of horror.
"Brother! You are not afraid of ghosts anymore!"
Hearing the photographer's words, Lu Chen just curled his lips in disdain.
"Afraid? There is no word fear in my dictionary!"
Photographer: "..."
"Brother, this seems to be my line..."
When Lu Chen saw that the photographer was still awake, he slapped the photographer on the head with some irony.
"Stupid! Let me ask you, what did we do this morning!"
The photographer thought for a while, tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Sleep?"
Lu Chen didn't get up until 11 o'clock this morning. The photographer couldn't think of what he did except sleeping.
Probably Lu Chen also recalled that he didn't wake up until eleven o'clock this morning and coughed all over to hide his embarrassment.
He simply stopped talking and said to the photographer:
"Temple! We went to worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva today!"
Upon hearing this, the photographer's face suddenly showed a look of enlightenment.
He patted his thigh hard and then realized:
"Yes! How could I forget this!"
"With this buff on us, not to mention ordinary ghosts and monsters, even when Black and White comes, you have to hand us a cigarette to light a fire!"
Thinking of worshiping so many Bodhisattvas today, the photographer's inner fear was swept away.
He suddenly became extremely confident and straightened his chest, his face full of seriousness and justice.
He slowly said to the camera: "In fact, there are no so-called ghosts and gods in the world. Please believe in science!"
"Today, Brother Lu and I will set an example and break the feudal superstition!"
The location of the cemetery sent by Sister Zhou is not far from the city, and the roads are smooth late at night.
Lu Chen drove to his destination in less than half an hour, and the silver-white supercar slowly stopped.
A dark, dilapidated and eerie cemetery shrouded in thick fog came into view.
The decayed wooden plaque is wrapped with vines, and the word "cemetery" can be vaguely seen among the dense vines.
However, the writing on the front is obscured by lush vines, and I don’t know what the name of this cemetery is.
The breeze gradually blew, and the dense fog formed due to the temperature difference between day and night was blown away a little.
"quack!"
A strange black crow stood on the treetop, its scarlet pupils looking down at the photographer and Lu Chen in front of them.
The photographer looked at the cemetery, which looked like the setting for a horror movie, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
His face was no longer as calm as before. He turned to look at Lu Chen and said with great difficulty:
"Brother, why don't we leave? Something might pop up here at any time!"
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but stand on end when they saw this eerie scene.
【I go! Where did Sister Zhou come from? I believe him when he says it’s the underworld! 】
[Sister Zhou, is she so timid that she dares to come to a place like this? Or are you so angry that you fainted? 】
[Isn’t it? What kind of bad guy would let Sister Zhou come to a place like this alone? She won’t be responsible for anything that happens! 】
【……】
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Lu Chen stepped on the thick dead leaves on the ground with his feet, making a sound like flames burning tree branches.
Facing the eerie cemetery in front of him, Lu Chen's face was so calm that no waves could be seen. Entered the cemetery first.
Then he turned to the photographer and comforted him: "Don't worry, with the buff we have, even if the Lord of Hell comes, there's nothing we can do!"
The photographer was doubtful and followed Lu Chen into the gate of the cemetery.
The two walked into the cemetery one after the other and walked about twenty meters.
The thick fog that filled the surrounding area suddenly disappeared, and the vision suddenly became clearer.
Graves covered with dead grass appeared in front of them.
It seems that no one has been here for a long time, causing the entire cemetery to be overgrown with weeds and abandoned for a long time.
The words that were supposed to be engraved on the tombstone were also completely obscured by overgrown weeds.
You can only vaguely see some pieces of plastic paper that look like candy wrappers. The pieces of paper look relatively new.
It shows that someone has come to pay homage recently, which makes the photographer feel at ease.
Although the cemetery has been abandoned for a long time, it is still somewhat populated.
Thinking of this, the photographer couldn't help but wonder while observing the tombstones around him:
"Brother, I see there are still people coming to pay their respects at this cemetery. Why isn't there anyone coming to clean it up?"
But the only thing that answered him was the piercing cry of crows like a death knell, the "rustling" of leaves in the breeze, and the sound of broken leaves when feet stepped on dead leaves.
The photographer was suddenly startled, as if a cold wind was blowing behind him, and something seemed to be standing behind him.
His whole body tensed up and he didn't dare to look back. He could only give a tentative shout:
"elder brother?"
There was still no sound from behind the photographer.
The man seemed to be standing still, and even the sound of broken dead leaves could not be heard.
The photographer became even more nervous and tried again behind him:
"Brother Lu?"
(End of chapter)
