Yueya was sitting at the door holding Feifei, waiting. Just then, a little sunset glow filtered through the shade of the trees and fell on him, adding a little warmth to his pale cheeks.

The three roommates were quick and diligent and cleaned the house in no time. After opening the windows for ventilation, the musty smell inside gradually dissipated and the eerie and depressing feeling was mostly dispelled by the presence of people.

The NPC guy came out and asked him, "Xiaoyue, we've almost finished cleaning up inside. Are you feeling better?"

Yue Ya had recovered by now, but would cough once or twice occasionally: "I'm much better now, thank you for your hard work."

He glanced at the NPC guy's work badge, which read: Da Mu, cameraman.

Da Mu looks like a nice person, and Yueya remembers his name.

"We are all colleagues, and we will be roommates in the future, it's only natural," Da Mu has a cheerful personality. When he saw the cat lying in Yueya's arms, he smiled even more: "When did you bring the cat here? It's so small, I thought it was your hat just now."

“I picked it up.”

Da Mu pointed inside the house and said, "Want to go in and take a look?"

"Okay." Yueya slowly stood up, coughed again, and took a deep breath before walking into the house.

This house is indeed very old. There is no daily necessities in the house. It is unknown when someone last lived here. In the middle of the living room hangs a large mirror with red words printed on it, congratulating the new house. The paint has peeled off, making the words fragmented, and the originally auspicious congratulations look ominous.

A camera was set up in the living room, probably to record some scenes before they moved in.

In addition to Da Mu, the other two roommates are players. Yue Ya has seen their work cards and found that they both play the roles of assistant directors, one is called Deng Deng and the other is called A Hai. Deng Deng is taciturn, while A Hai is a bit enthusiastic.

Before entering the house, Ah Hai lamented that Yue Ya was fragile. When he saw Yue Ya enter the house, he pointed to the old-fashioned sewing machine in front of him that was covered with dust and said, "We just gave the house a quick clean. We haven't wiped the furniture yet. There's a lot of dust here. You have to be careful. I'm afraid you'll have another coughing fit."

Yueya nodded. It seemed as if these roommates treated him as a porcelain doll that would break if dropped.

Ah Hai found a rag and wiped it casually, revealing the original black paint of the sewing machine. He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "This sewing machine is well preserved, just like a new one."

Dust rose up and Yueya's throat began to itch again.

After entering this dungeon, his physical condition obviously deteriorated. His entire forehead felt cold, especially between his eyebrows. He couldn't help but think of the white light that penetrated into his eyebrows. Could it be a virus or something that caused his physical condition to deteriorate sharply? There were no symptoms in the real world, but they were immediately obvious when he returned to the game world.

Seeing that Yue Ya's face looked worse again, Da Mu opened his luggage bag and found a pack of masks, and handed them to Yue Ya: "Take these masks, wearing them can reduce the amount of dust you inhale. I didn't expect your condition to be so serious. Why don't you stay outside first?"

Yue Ya thought to herself, I didn’t expect it to be that serious.

He thanked Oki, took a mask and put it on, which did make him feel more comfortable.

With the mask, he planned to help clean up, but was sternly stopped by several roommates and asked to stay aside.

Feifei is more active than Yueya. He runs around in the house. There is dust everywhere, but his body is spotless and looks glowing white.

"Hey, how come there's no dust on this kitten?" Ah Hai smiled in a simple and honest way. He touched the sewing machine that was wiped spotless and said, "I don't think anyone would use this old-fashioned sewing machine, right?"

"I do know a little bit, I learned it from my mom. But this machine may look new, but it might be rusted inside." Da Mu replied, then shook his head: "Why are you studying it? We can't use it."

Yueya walked around the house. There were two rooms in total. Bunk beds were placed in them in advance, but there were no quilts. The lighting in both rooms was poor. It was as dark as night in the evening.

The lights here are old-fashioned incandescent lamps, and the switch is a thin wire with a pendant tied to it. Yueya pulled the switch, and the incandescent lamp lit up, and the warm yellow light slowly spread.

This light bulb is probably only a few watts, so the illumination is limited, and at a glance there are quite a few dark corners.

"The light is too dim." Dahai turned on the light in the living room, but the room was still not bright.

It is easy to feel listless and sleepy staying in such a warm and dark place. Yue Ya yawned, his eyelashes drooping softly. If he were given a quilt now, he would fall asleep as soon as he lay down.

Yawning is contagious. Ahai and Damu also yawned, and even the lonely Lantern was not spared.

"I'll go find a quilt." Yueya walked towards the yard.

As soon as I went out, I saw the director distributing thin quilts and pillows. He took four portions and walked back. Feifei followed him, excitedly biting a corner of the hanging bed sheet. The man and the cat immediately became the visual center, attracting everyone's attention.

Feifei, with absolute advantage, became the darling of the program group.

Yueya took the quilt back, they assigned rooms and started to make their beds.

Da Mu is the cameraman. After making the bed, he starts setting up the camera in the room. The camera in the room will capture the movement of people.

Yueya opened her carry-on bag and found only daily necessities and clothes, no props.

He also has a smaller private camera, the memory card is clean and nothing special about it. As a broadcaster, it is unnecessary for him to carry it.

Maybe there are other uses for it? Yue Ya thought so and put it in the player's backpack to carry with him.

When night fell, all departments had already sorted out their affairs and set up cameras. The logistics department set up a temporary large dining table in the middle of the yard, on which lunch boxes were neatly stacked. People came and went, and the deserted yard instantly became lively.

Yueya received a box lunch and sat together with her "colleagues", which felt quite fresh.

Feifei squatted on Yueya's legs, occasionally looking at the dining table, with his little nose twitching.

Lihua sat next to Yueya and couldn't help but smile: "This meat has been seasoned so it can't be eaten, right? Do you have cat food?"

Yue Ya had already fed it the dried fish and said calmly, "It's eaten. Maybe it can have another meal tonight."

Lihua didn't know what he meant by extra food, so she nodded: "That's good."

[Fei Fei: More food, more food!]

[Fei Fei: It’s time to change to a new flavor of cat food]

[I see that the host doesn’t look very well. This isn’t a novice game, so I’m afraid it won’t be that easy to earn cat food this time.]

[This is my first time watching this livestream. I don’t quite understand what you guys are talking about. What cat food?]

[You will understand if you read on, it is very exciting]

"I'll distribute the contracts to everyone now. Let's watch while we eat." As soon as the director's loud voice came out, everyone put down their chopsticks.

A contract was handed to Yue Ya. He took it and saw a few big words printed on it: "Old House Trial Sleeping Agreement".

Party A of the contract has two names written on it: Chen Wang and Feng Juan. They should be the property owners of the house, and Party B is the entire Urban Night Talk program team.

Before Yue Ya even read the official content, he already smelled a faint scent of a "trap".

He scrolled down and stopped at the important information section, which clearly stated that Party B had to live in the house for a week and sleep in the house every night. At the same time, Party B could have the right to film the house and pay the test sleepers, and each program must be approved by Party A before it can be broadcast. Violation of any of the above provisions will be considered a breach of contract, and the cooperation will be terminated. Party B will bear the consequences at his own risk.

This contract may not have legal effect, but it will definitely be effective for the copy, and the consequences of violating the contract will definitely be serious.

The director knocked on the table to attract everyone's attention. "Our program has had low ratings in the past two years, and the higher-ups are planning to cancel it. This is our only chance. You may have heard of this house. It's a well-known haunted house in the area. Let me say a few words about it."

Haunted house, Yue Ya silently repeated these two words.

It was an expected answer, but I didn’t know how fierce it was.

"This house has been haunted for a long time. The origin of the mystery is still unclear. It can be traced back to more than 20 years ago. Since then, there have been rumors that if you pass by here at night, you will definitely hear the sound of knife sharpening and women crying. And there is this tree..."

The director paused, pointed to the tree above his head, and said in a faint voice: "More than one person said that they saw a hanged man on this tree. According to the height we are sitting, the hanged man may be standing on our shoulders."

The rice in the bowl suddenly lost its flavor.

The crowd booed in protest.

"Director, could you please not talk so scary at this time of night? We are in a haunted house, scaring people to death!"

The director touched the back of his head and said, "Hey, please understand my occupational disease."

Yue Ya looked up and saw dense branches hanging down, swaying in the wind. It really looked like the tree was full of corpses.

The director clapped his hands and said, "Let's get back to the topic. This time our program team is focusing on 'Urban Haunted Houses'. The program team members will personally experience the life of a haunted house test sleeper and record the real experience on the spot. This is our highlight. Okay, everyone, take a look at the script."

The script consisted of only a few thin pages. Yue Ya flipped through it and found that the content was similar to what the director said, with relatively little plot, and there was even a backup plan of having the staff dress up as ghosts.

Da Mu said hesitantly, "Director, what's the matter with this backup plan? Didn't you despise those who try to fool the audience by playing tricks?"

The director felt a little ashamed: "We're making an exception for the sake of the show's effect. This time we're fighting a desperate battle, so we definitely can't just shoot something boring and leave. When have you ever encountered a ghost in so many shows? So we have to use our subjective initiative to create a spooky atmosphere."

Yue Ya thought, there is no need to exercise initiative, as long as you dare to stay, the show effect will definitely be maximized for you.

"Party A is overseas. He asked an agent to find us. He wanted to prove that there are no ghosts here or to make our show popular. We also hope that it can become popular and save our column." The director stood up, raised his glass and said proudly: "Come on, everyone! Whether it can be made into a series depends on you!"

The NPCs raised their glasses with great enthusiasm, and the players followed suit by clinking glasses with them.

"Good luck in starting the work!"

Yue Ya always felt that he had misheard. He heard a sound - the machine started up and it was very dangerous.

[The background of the "Haunted House Sleeping Trial" dungeon mission is now released. 】

[You came to the haunted house as test sleepers to record a program. Everything went smoothly. You celebrated the start of work in the yard, but you didn’t know that in the dark corners, there were pairs of eyes watching you silently...]

【Task: Please strictly implement the contract (if Party A agrees, the contract can be terminated early). 】

Yueya understood. He could not expect to have a good sleep in the next few days. He remembered the fortune-telling that Marutou had done for him, which was incredibly accurate.

After the toast, someone suggested playing games to liven up the atmosphere.

"How about taking turns telling ghost stories in a haunted house?" A girl pointed at the camera: "How exciting, another selling point."

The NPCs who just complained about the director's scary voice actually agreed. It looked like they were collectively suffering from occupational illness.

Yue Ya sighed softly. As expected, it is human nature to seek death.

"I'll go first," a tall and thin boy was the first to raise his hand. He lowered his voice and pretended to be weird: "My grandmother told me this. She saw it with her own eyes when she was young. I guarantee it's true. She said that there was a young and beautiful woman on the street where she used to live. Her family ran a tailor shop. The woman learned a good craft from her father and was arranged to marry a good man, but..."

The boy suddenly paused, his face turned pale and his whole body stiffened.

Everyone was listening with fascination, and they urged him: "Why don't you say anything? Don't be so mysterious, we don't buy it."

"That's it. Come on."

The tall and thin boy's expression became even uglier, and he said in a trembling voice: "No...it seems, it seems like someone stepped on my shoulder!"