"Damn it, is this old man doing this on purpose? This guy doesn't even have a smartphone? Look for it!"

So the others started rummaging through the drawers in the room, and finally, they found a cell phone, an old one.

No internet access, but phone calls are possible.

That's it.

"No, there's no signal."

There was no signal in the small mountain village, and even phone calls could not be made.

"It's probably affected by the thunderstorm. It should be fine when it clears up."

But who can guarantee that no more people will die if we stay here any longer?

"I want to leave! I have to leave. I can't stand it anymore!"

One of them said this and ran out into the rain without caring about anything else.

"Hey, don't be impulsive. It's raining heavily and there are no cars."

But the other person ran away, and there was no choice but for the other person to run after him in order to pull him back.

"what to do?"

The remaining people were at a loss. Zhao Shengmo was extremely scared. She remembered that she saw the shadow of a person under the window last night. So Feng Jun died at that time?

When did he die? While they were playing games?

And...the newspaper she saw.

"Damn it, is it you who did this?"

The others gathered the village chief together and pressed him against the wall.

"What's your relationship with Lin Yanyan? Is your daughter Lin Yanyan? You want to avenge Lin Yanyan, so you killed us all, right?"

Zhao Mosheng pointed at him and asked.

The village chief was soaked and looked at them in horror.

"What are you talking about? Who is Lin Yanyan? My daughter is alive and well."

What? Isn’t his daughter Lin Yanyan?

"You lied to me!"

Before the old man could say anything, he heard a shout from outside the door.

"What are you doing? What did you do to my mother?"

A woman came into the room, and the old man called out to her,

"daughter."

What! Everyone looked at the woman.

"Are you the old man's daughter?"

The young woman glared at Zhao Shengmo.

"Who are you? Let me go, dear!"

As he said this, he pushed the crowd away and helped the old man up.

"You are a bunch of unscrupulous stars. My dear, we kindly gave you a place on the show, but you treated an old man like this. We will not do this show anymore! I will find someone to expose you!"

This... suddenly, things started to get awkward.

And just at this moment, the person who chased out came back.

He was soaked to the skin and shivered against the door, looking like he had lost his soul.

"What about him?"

The man stretched out his hand and said absentmindedly,

"He's dead."

What!

Everyone was shocked again.

"He...he was killed by rocks rolling down the mountain. We couldn't get out because of a landslide and the road was buried."

All of a sudden, everyone seemed to have lost their backbone and collapsed to the ground.

How could this happen?

Zhao Shengmo was extremely scared.

Looks like it. Very similar.

Isn’t Cen Yueyue’s live broadcast of her death the same as theirs? The only way out was gone, they lost contact with the outside world, everyone was trapped in this small mountain village, and the killing... had begun.

"No...I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

She muttered, covering her head, her brain felt like it was going to explode.

No one noticed that the young couple smiled creepily.

A week later, Sister Lin contacted Zhao Shengmo, but found that the other party's phone was turned off, so she contacted the program crew and found that the number was invalid. In panic, she chose to call the police.

At the same time, the police station received reports from other people, who were also stars like Zhao Shengmo. The fictional program crew disappeared again like a ghost, and the police found no news of them.

In the end, the celebrity disappearance case became an urban legend and was forgotten forever.

Sister Lin kept talking about the fictional program crew, then she went crazy and was sent to a mental hospital.

"Ah, no inspiration."

Cen Yueyue lay on the bed, tossing and turning like a little ball of fur.

At this time, she received a text message on her mobile phone. It was an anonymous message. Cen Yueyue took a look at it.

Thanks……

She deleted the text message as if it had never existed.

Ah, it's really fun to thank the devil.

She closed her eyes, and she had an idea for a new plot. She knew what to write.