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Chapter 111 Who is live streaming? (4,000 words)(1/2)

Because this nursing home is remote, there are not many elderly people living in it. It is said that many vacant rooms have been empty since the elderly passed away, and there are still items from their lives left in it, which sounds very frightening.

After lied that it was the old man who was here to visit him, and after stuffing some red envelopes to the old man who was guarding the door, he successfully entered the nursing home and began to wander around with the audience.

In the distance, he heard someone crying in a room with lights on, and immediately said, "I think an old man has passed away tonight. Let's also observe a moment of silence. At this time, the dead are the biggest..."

As he said, he winked at the helper who was not in the camera.

Holding the helper with a bulging backpack, he immediately ran away and caught a vacant room that had been inquired during the day and got in advance, preparing to start decorating the adventure scene later.

In the expected script, the anchor should have pushed the door and saw a lit incense candle and a black and white portrait facing the door, and a complete shroud on the bed.

After he was talking about the ghost stories that were actually made up in the room, he looked around with a flashlight, and when the camera turned around, he found that the expression on the portrait had changed, and the shroud on the bed also floated up automatically, as if there was an invisible person...

Like a thriller clip in a movie.

Isn’t the show effect coming?

When he thought of the upcoming rewards and attention, Brother Niu couldn't help but feel excited.

But he never expected two real ghosts standing behind him watching his actions.

"These internet celebrity anchors really didn't go offline for traffic..."

Su Bai frowned and thought deeply.

For the sake of some profit, I disturb these elderly people's rest and do things despicable, and I am not afraid of damaging my good deeds.

"Since I want to make a show so bad, I'll just give you some real things."

He pondered for a moment and waved to the old man ghost who was timid behind him. At this time, the big giant had no idea what he was going to encounter.

He followed the scheduled routine and chatted with thousands of viewers on the other end of the screen while walking in the corridor.

The nursing home here is already very old. Not only is the wall peeling off, but the sound insulation is not good. The crying of the old man who died upstairs can be clearly heard downstairs, which is very cunning.

But he also needed this atmosphere.

"Listen, this is a real cry. It is said that after a person dies, he relies on the cry of his relative to guide him. Maybe his soul is still wandering around..."

While talking fluently about folk stories from somewhere, he had already approached the arranged room.

"There are people in this room, we can't disturb the old man's rest, right..."

"It seems that there is no one in this room, but the door is locked, next..."

"Hey, there is a door here that is not locked. Let's go in and see what the room in this nursing home looks like..."

With a "creak", the iron door slowly pushed open, and the camera pointed at the flashlight and wanted to see inside. As a result, the face of a pale and smiling old man appeared instantly, scaring him to shake.

"Damn..."

“Position?!”

"Which psychopath has put the portrait here?"

He pretended to curse and glanced at the barrage that flashed across the screen with a calm look. It was obvious that many people were also scared just now.

Everyone is saying that this nursing home is really terrifying, and you can go to shoot ghost movies, and you can also praise him for being a coquettish person.

Brother Niu was happy and looked righteous and said: "But don't be afraid, today I will take you all for a while and go in and take a look!"

The door opened, and he carefully touched it in with a flashlight.

The room is only a dozen square meters inside, and it is easy to finish it.

A long table was placed opposite the door, and a black and white portrait was placed on the table. In front of the portrait were two white candles. The candle was half lit, and the jumping fire swayed in the darkness, illuminating the portrait even more pale, as if it was coming alive.

The barrage was quickly read: "Brother Big Niu, don't shoot the portrait, it's so terrible..."

"I'm afraid that I'll dream of this old man coming to me for nightmares..."

"Isn't this exciting? I'll just be so good..."

"The appetite in front is quite unique!"

"Don't be afraid. Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." Brother Niu slowly turned the camera and tacitly avoided the helper hiding under the table appearing in the camera and revealing it. "Brother Niu, I am full of righteousness, and I must be afraid of ghosts when they see me."

"Let's see what else is in the room..."

There was a neat set of old white cloth shrouds on the bed, with traces of wear on it, and it seemed that someone had just been worn by him not long ago.

"It seems that the old man who lived here used to be an old man. Let's say sorry first. I'm just visiting late at night, just to be curious and have no intention of offense..."

Brother Niu said casually, without any sincerity, but instead stepped forward and flipped the shrouds casually, as if to prove that these are really not props.

And those transparent fishing lines are hidden in the pile of clothes, and the current dark environment is really unaware of it.

He casually told some ghost stories, and after seeing that the time was almost over, he suddenly turned the camera and looked in the direction of the portrait, looking in surprise.

"Hey, everyone, look, I'm asking why my back is cold? Do you think this portrait has changed?"

At this time, the number of viewers had reached 15,000, and the barrage was quickly passed.

"It seems to have changed!"

"Damn, I just entered the door and smiled, why don't I laugh anymore!"

"Really! Have you noticed that the old man's head has also turned around, as if he is looking at us!"

"I don't look at my cabinet if I move..."

Brother Niu was shocked again at this time, and suddenly shouted and pointed the camera at the edge of the bed.

"Look! This...this...this clothes!"

In an instant, countless viewers saw that the shroud actually swelled up and then slowly floated in the air.

It's like there's an invisible person wearing it.

The barrage instantly became several times denser, almost reaching the highest level ever.

"It's so haunted! Hurry up... Call the police!"

"What kind of police call? Can the police control this?"

"Brother Big Niu is amazing. He won't run away if he sees a damn!"

"I'm afraid I'm not scared to run so hard that my legs are weak..."

When I saw the clothes slowly walking towards this side, there was a muffled "bang" sound behind me, and the door automatically closed.

The barrage is even more enthusiastic.

"It's over... let's call a ambulance for Brother Daniu..."

"I've seen the fishing line, and the performance is too fake..."

"It is said that boys can urinate evil spirits. Do you want to try it..."

"Brother Big Niu is still a boy, I'm afraid it wasn't ten years ago..."

But they couldn't see that Brother Big Niu looked a little strange at this time. He was winking at the helper who was also confused, and lowered his voice and muttered in a low voice.

"You did it? When did you get so skilled?"

"And what do you do if you close the door? It will take us a long time to run out later..."

"No...No..."

The helper's legs had to look like sieves, and his face was so scared that it was pale.

He slowly raised his hand, and there was a broken fishing line in his hand.

"I was about to pull the line, but I realized that the fishing line was broken..."

"It's broken? Do you think I'm stupid? Then..."

Brother Niu suddenly reacted, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. He turned his head stiffly and saw that the bulging shroud was approaching.

The light of the flashlight is clearly visible from a close distance.

There is indeed no fishing line hanging above!

What a ghost!!!

"Damn it..."

He was immediately scared and his soul was rising. He rushed back like a spring on his feet. He tried hard to open the door but found that the door was as if it was welded and could not open it. He could only scream with the helper beside him.

The audience in the live broadcast room was confused.

Why is another person emerging? Isn’t this exposed?

People who are a little smart about outdoor adventure live broadcasts like this know that they are performed in scripts. They are just to watch them happily, but few people will believe that there are really ghosts.

Just like watching a ghost movie, I would like to enjoy watching it and get a few tickets.

But now...

They couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

"...It's not that I've encountered a real ghost."

At this time, the audience found that the live broadcast camera had completely lost its balance. They took pictures of Brother Daniu's own fearful face, then shot against the wall, and then they were completely black and blocked by something.
To be continued...
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