Chapter 72 We're Coming to You

Seeing that Shi Yu understood this situation, Lao Chang breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Chef, since you know this, you understand that this is not something that ordinary people can handle."

"There are many talented people in the government. The old dormitory has existed for so many years. If there really was a way, it wouldn't have been left there until now. Fortunately, this is in a school with many students and strong yang energy. Although the old dormitory is harmful, it is always within a controllable range. This can be considered a kind of balance."

"I know the master chef's abilities, but this is a matter that affects the entire body..."

Shi Yu lowered his eyes, "Old Chang."

A soft murmur immediately stopped Lao Chang's chattering, and there was a moment of silence in the living room.

Until Shi Yu's sigh broke the silence, "But the students of Wancheng University shouldn't die in vain."

Sacrificing the interests of a small number of people to ensure the rights and interests of the majority is a common practice, and there is actually nothing wrong with it.

If it weren't for the sacrifice of this small group of people, China would not be what it is today.

"I still want to give it a try." Shi Yu wanted to say that this was actually not too difficult for her.

But if this happened to an ordinary cultivator, it would definitely be fatal. She was afraid that saying this would scare Old Chang, so she could only try to be more tactful. "If you don't let me try, I won't be willing to do it."

Old Chang opened his mouth, but finally nodded without saying anything else. "Since the master chef has made a decision, if there's anything you can do for an old man like me, you must speak up!"

"What the hell! What is this thing?!"

As Lao Chang finished speaking, Brother Lang's voice came from the live broadcast. Shi Yu subconsciously looked over in the direction of the voice. However, when she looked over, Brother Lang's hand had already stretched out.

"Oops!"

[Oh my god! What’s going on!]

【How come it’s dark all of a sudden? It’s still light here. 】

[Could this be some kind of special effect? ​​Why isn't Brother Lang moving?]

Shi Yu immediately rushed back to his room, sat back in front of the computer, and called out "Brother Lang" several times.

However, no one knows what Brother Lang saw, as he had no reaction at all. His mobile phone also fell to the ground, so he did not capture what Brother Lang saw.

The most important thing is, just like what was said in the barrage.

At Brother Lang's place, the sky was completely dark, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you!

Shi Yu pinched his fingers together and continued to call Brother Lang's name. Generally, this method works if you are bewitched by something or frightened.

But now, Brother Lang still didn't react at all.

Even a layman can see that if this continues, Brother Lang will be in danger!

Shi Yu frowned and bit his fingertips, "Brother Lang, wake up."

Brother Lang didn’t know what was wrong with him. He remembered that he had listened to the host and had already arrived at the old dormitory, but in a daze, he found himself back home.

My mother was still sighing beside me, worried and not knowing what to do.

Brother Lang looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and found that it was just past noon.

"Look at you, you're just going to school, how could you encounter something like this? Your father passed away early, and you're the only son I have. If something really happens to you, what am I going to do?"

My mother is usually a quick-tempered and decisive person.

If it weren't for the current situation, which is really unsolvable, Brother Lang wouldn't have known that his mother could cry.

But Brother Lang grabbed his mother's arm and said, "No, this is not right, Mom, where is my phone? Give me my phone!"

"cell phone?"

Lang Ge's mother was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you put your phone away after receiving that message?"

Brother Lang then remembered this matter and hurried back to his room and turned on the computer.

He didn't understand what was happening to him. Was everything he was experiencing real or an illusion? Or was he simply experiencing a time travel?

But when Brother Lang turned on the computer, logged into his account, and clicked on Shi Yu's live broadcast account, he saw several large, bright words.

"This anchor has not yet started live broadcasting. We recommend other exciting live broadcasts for you~"

Brother Lang exploded immediately.

No live broadcast?

How is this possible!

He remembered very clearly the several events that Shigure experienced today. At this point in time, he should be dealing with the matter of the wishing well... yes, the wishing well.

Brother Lang took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and then found Bajie's live broadcast room again.

Fortunately, he saw Bajie this time.

However, Bajie was doing his own live broadcast and was not connected to Shiyu’s live broadcast room, and he was not at the wishing well at all!

Lang Ge refused to believe it and even sent several gifts to request a connection. However, upon hearing his words, Bajie just frowned and said, "Sorry, I really don't understand what you are talking about? What wishing well?"

"Are you talking about the wishing fountain that was very popular a while ago? That place doesn't seem to be a murder scene, right? Why should I go there?"

"Because of your friend! Um, Wang Youcheng! Didn't he die because he made a wish in the wishing well?!"

Brother Lang was so anxious that sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

In the video, Bajie's expression also became serious. "My friend, I don't know where you learned about this, but my friend died in an accident. It has nothing to do with the wishing well."

Brother Lang couldn't hear what Bajie said next.

Because he just realized that it was completely dark outside.

His mother, who had been nagging in his ear just now, couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the sofa with regular breathing.

It’s already very late.

“Ding ding ding…”

The phone that Brother Lang had turned off and put away suddenly made a sound, and a cold white light shone on the screen. It was a text message.

Brother Lang swallowed his saliva and moved slowly. It was only a few steps away, but it seemed to take him a long time to get there.

"Good brothers should be together."

"Second brother, we are already here, why haven't you come yet?"

"How about we come find you?"

"I'm coming."

"I'm coming."

"I'm coming."

“…”

Brother Lang didn't dare to pick up the phone, but every message on it appeared clearly in front of him, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead and cheeks.

Suddenly, there was a violent knock on the door, causing Brother Lang to fall to the ground.

But the person knocking on the door outside had no intention of giving up. The knocks became louder and louder, and it seemed that it would only take a few knocks.

A hole will be knocked in that thin door!

Brother Lang glanced at his mother, but it was as if his mother didn't hear the knock on the door at all. She was still sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, with a smile on her lips, as if she was having a good dream.

"Second brother, open the door quickly, we are here to see you."