Chuqi met the most difficult guest to communicate with in his anchor career.
At this time, he finally understood that he must listen to his employer...
He stopped talking to Mo Qian.
Turn the camera outside the yard again.
It's easier to communicate with normal people.
Chu Qi shouted to the three people outside, "This stupid--this beauty doesn't want to come out, so just leave it alone, who else among you will come!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Baiye walked over to negotiate with Chu Qi, "There is no need to limit the number of people in such a big haunted house. Tell me, how much does it cost per person? The four of us can enter together. If it's not enough, I can add more money."
Gu Baiye's abacus was good.
Unfortunately, Chu Qi immediately rejected his request, "No, it can only be two people. If one more person comes in, it won't look like the previous arrangement."
In fact, the seventh day of the lunar month is also very strange.
This weird way of playing the game.
It's not like making money, but it's like making things difficult for others.
There is a pregnant woman over there. If the pregnant woman tries to get in and kills someone, then that's okay...
On the seventh day of the lunar month, I prayed in my heart that the pregnant woman had some self-awareness and must not do anything stupid.
Unfortunately, good things don’t work, but bad things work.
He had just finished chanting in his mind, pregnant women should not come.
He saw the woman with a bulging belly walking up to him and said, "I'll come in."
On the seventh day of the lunar month, "...", the whole family was seriously ill...
Chu Qi grinned in embarrassment, "This pregnant mother, you—"
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
Just listen to the two words thrown by the employer from the earphone, "Shut up!"
Chu Qi immediately closed his lips and did not dare to speak.
You can't blame him for being cruel.
The employer really gives too much...
…
The two people who came through the door were scheduled.
Gu Baiye paid a thousand yuan for the ticket.
Fu Xue stood at the entrance of the courtyard and waved towards him and Tong Yingzi.
Tong Yingzi walked forward quickly, took Fuxue's hand, and simply said, "Be careful."
Fu Xue's palms felt cold, and she quickly realized that Tongtong handed her the key.
Fu Xue nestled the key and then put the key into his pocket.
Then he nodded to Tong Yingzi, "Don't worry."
After she finished speaking, she was ready to leave.
But at this moment, Gu Baiye suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her back to face him.
Gu Baiye raised his hand and reached for Fu Xue's shirt collar.
He touched the red bag hanging there and checked whether the red rope was tight.
His palms were sweating.
The moist feeling was imprinted on the skin of Fuxue's neck.
Gu Baiye put his hand on Fu Xue's chest and said with a serious face, "Take the amulet and don't leave Mo Qian's side. If you see someone who is scared, just close your eyes and let Qian Qian drag you away. Don't show off."
He was like an old mother, giving instructions one by one.
The look on his face was unprecedentedly panicked.
Fu Xue stared at him for a long time, then patted his hand with relief, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of ghosts! Besides, netizens all know that if we enter a haunted house, who dares to do anything to us? Don't worry, wait for me come out!"
After saying that, Fu Xue waved towards Gu Baiye.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and walked into the courtyard gate.
Gu Baiye looked at her back.
The hands that had nowhere to rest were clenched and stretched for a while, as if they were unable to move.
Until he took out a cigarette from his pocket.
I didn’t even light it, I just held it on my fingertips...
…
Mo Qian was not on the same page as them at all.
She and Xiao Hei were running carelessly in the grassland, their green little faces getting even more rubbish.
The three people she was nervously bidding farewell to outside were completely different.
Fu Xue walked in and called Mo Qian to stop.
At this time, the two of them walked towards the villa together.
The door of the villa is a large dark iron door with a thick layer of rust hanging on it, and there is a faint smell of decay.
Mo Qian didn't hesitate and pushed open the big iron door.
Then a cold wind came.
It was winter at this time, and the cold wind outside the house was already like a knife, but as soon as I entered the house, I instantly felt that the wind outside was like a breeze.
The two entered the hall.
In the tall hall, not a single window is light-transmissive, they are all covered tightly, and no light can get through.
There were only a few small lamps, giving off a faint light.
There is nothing in the living room, not even a sofa and coffee table, it is just an empty shell.
There were only two stairs, located on both sides of the living room. They were so dark that it was hard to see where they were going.
At this time, a "soul" floated down from the second floor...
His appearance really startled Fu Xue.
Even if I know that there are real people pretending to be in this haunted house, but this is too realistic...
The ghostly figure floating down from the second floor was translucent, without legs, and floated silkily in front of them.
The ghost had a pale face and purple lips.
He shook his body and faintly uttered two words with a trembling tone.
"Welcome to the treasure hunt in the haunted house. Today's grand prize is ready. It's absolutely worth it. As long as you get to the last level, the grand prize will be yours. Now please invite the two people in the room. The married one goes to the left and the unmarried one goes to the right."
As soon as he said this, Mo Qian and Fu Xue looked at each other.
The meaning is clear.
The two of them also have to go separately.
Mo Qian thought for a moment and looked up at the ghost.
The ghost met her eyes, swooped, and floated far away, "Little girl, please take it back if you have something to do. NPCs don't talk to people. I wish you a good time~"
After saying that, he floated away again.
Mo Qian turned to look at Fu Xue.
Fu Xue understood what she meant.
She nodded seriously, then touched the amulet around her neck, "Don't worry, with this amulet protecting you, you don't have to worry about me. It's you, Qianqian. I don't know what that person's intentions are, so you must be careful."
"Okay." Mo Qian responded, then walked towards the stairs, "Then I'm going to play."
With that said, she took Xiao Hei upstairs from the right side.
At the end of the stairs, there is another door.
Mo Qian pushed the door open without thinking.
The door creaked open, revealing the deep, dark corridor inside.
Nothing could be seen clearly in the corridor.
There were only long red candles lit on both sides, and the small flames on the candles were jumping sporadically, as if they were in danger of going out at any time...
