Chapter 19

Xie Yuhua's live broadcast room was filled with screams at this time.

The program crew had already informed Xie Yuhua's agent that this villa was not a haunted house and no murder had occurred there. The so-called supernatural events that occurred in the villa during the filming were all made up by the program crew for the show's effects.

So although Xie Yuhua looked terrified and screamed, she was actually not afraid at all.

She even pretended to be weak and frail, and even though she was frightened, she pretended to be strong and wanted to go out the window to look.

The cameras all have night vision, so even in the dark, the live broadcast room can clearly see what's going on in the room.

The audience in the live broadcast room shouted frantically: "Don't, don't watch this! Go find Master Xue for help!"

Of course Xie Yuhua had to go find Xue Tinghe, but for the sake of the show's effect and character building, she still insisted on taking a look out the window.

She looked extremely frightened, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally moved to the window, slowly opened a gap, and took a look outside.

This one glance became her nightmare for a long time, and she regretted it so much that her intestines turned green.

Just as she cautiously leaned out to look, a human face suddenly jumped up and came face to face with her.

Although she had blocked the light and her vision was dim, she could clearly see the person's face at that moment.

The face belonged to a middle-aged man, covered in knife marks, with flesh turned inside out and bleeding. His eyeballs were bulging as if about to fall out, and white, tender maggots could be seen wriggling in his eye sockets. The stench of a decayed corpse was overwhelming her, making it impossible for her to convince herself that this was fake.

"ah!--"

Xie Yuhua rolled her eyes and fell backwards straight up. Her head hit the ground with a thud, waking her up.

She shook her head, retched, and stumbled and crawled to open the door and ran out.

At the same time, Sun Zhanyuan and Qiao Yuanzhong also rushed out of the room.

Sun Zhanyuan was still playing ranked games passionately when suddenly the lights in the room went out and a little boy ghost emerged from his phone, clutching his trouser legs tightly, his eyes dark and he giggled at him with his mouth wide open, the corners of his mouth stretched all the way to his ears.

Sun Zhanyuan: ...Help! There really is a ghost!

Sun Zhanyuan was so frightened that he screamed and kicked his legs, and then he pulled off his pants and got rid of the boy ghost. He rushed out of the room in his boxer shorts.

An old man and an old woman appeared in Qiao Yuanzhong's room. Both of them were covered in blood and hugged his legs tightly, shouting "Come down and accompany me!"

In order to break free, he pulled off his pants, rushed out in his boxer briefs, and ran to the second floor.

At this time, their goal was very clear: to find Master Xue, Master Xue would definitely be able to save them!

Before the power outage, Hu Lijing was live streaming her beauty routine on her mobile phone.

When the power went out, the live broadcast room froze for a moment, and the lively comments disappeared, leaving only a few strange comments.

[Host, my head was crushed by a wheel. How can I put on makeup to look like a stranger?]

My nose was eaten. How can I pinch it to make it look more realistic?

My eyes bleed all the time. Every time I put on makeup, the blood bleeds and makes my makeup blurry. I hope the host can recommend some makeup that prevents bleeding and blurring.

Hu Lijing: ...

Seeing her silence, the barrage continued.

[My husband's soup is delicious: Why did the host suddenly stop talking? Are you scared? Don't be afraid, I'll come find you soon.]

Hu Lijing replied calmly: "No."

Then she answered the weird questions in the barrage one by one, and explained to these viewers who didn't know whether they were human or ghost how to put on dead person makeup. She actually explained it very clearly, which scared these people so much that they forgot to crawl out to accompany her.

On the other side, after the power outage, Jiang Mingshuang happened to turn around and look out the window, and saw the props released by the staff - a skeleton-shaped remote-controlled airplane dragging a long white cloth flying past the window.

Jiang Mingshuang screamed in agreement, while also maintaining his image. He had practiced this scene for a long time, trying his best to appear scared without damaging his image, and instead appearing pitiful would arouse others' desire to protect him.

The live broadcast room was also filled with screams of fear.

But after calling, there was no follow-up.

Jiang Mingshuang finally realized something was wrong. There was only a thin wall separating his room from Xue Tinghe's room, and there was a moon-shaped window on the wall. Although the window was closed and the curtains were drawn so he couldn't see what the people in the next room were doing, the sound insulation was definitely not good.

He was shouting so loudly, Xue Tinghe must have heard it. How could he not come over to check and not ask?

After hesitating for a moment, he came to the window on the wall and knocked with his fingers: "Brother Xue? Brother Xue, are you there?"

A figure appeared on the window, but it was not very clear because of the curtains opposite.

Xue Tinghe's voice came from the other side, a little distorted, "Are you there? What happened? Open the window and let me take a look."

Jiang Mingshuang was delighted and agreed without thinking: "Okay." He subconsciously opened the window.

Suddenly, I felt a chill in my heart. No, how could Xue Tinghe disregard his image and climb out the window in front of so many viewers in the live broadcast room?

However, it was too late. The curtains were pulled open, revealing a homeless man with messy hair, dirty body, emitting a stench like a sewer, and holding a bloody kitchen knife in his hand.

He looked greedily at Jiang Mingshuang's delicate skin and soft flesh, sucked his saliva, and opened his mouth to reveal his deep teeth, which were still stained with some bloody meat. "Hey, don't be afraid, baby, I'll come over to accompany you."

Jiang Mingshuang was so frightened that the blood in his body froze. He screamed and backed away: "Ahhh! Who are you? Get out of here! Don't come over here!"

The homeless man rushed forward and grabbed his hand, and the stench became even stronger.

Jiang Mingshuang was so frightened that his face was distorted. He grabbed the vase beside him and smashed it on the homeless man's head. Taking advantage of the gap when the homeless man was hit by him, he quickly broke free and crawled to open the door. There was a sound of wind behind him, and something sharp scratched across his back, making a tearing sound. His clothes were cut by a kitchen knife!

Jiang Mingshuang was frightened to death. She screamed and rushed out of the room in a panic, not even daring to look back.

After rushing out of the room, they met in the corridor and almost collided with each other. They all ran to bang on Xue Tinghe's door with the same purpose. However, no matter how hard they banged, there was no response from inside. Several people were so anxious that they banged on the door.

The little ghost, the old couple ghost, the middle-aged man ghost and the homeless man ghost slowly surrounded them from both sides of the corridor, with sinister smiles on their faces.

The audience in the live broadcast room were so frightened by the close-up shot that they almost had a heart attack. Many of them covered their chests and anxiously turned to Xue Tinghe's live broadcast room to see why he didn't open the door and come out to save people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as we entered the live broadcast room, we were all stunned.

In the room, the lights were bright. Xue Tinghe was drawing talismans at the desk, stroke by stroke. His expression was very serious, which made him look a little more sacred. People would worship and yearn for him when they saw him. There were wisps of green smoke rising from the incense burner on the desk, which added a bit of fairy air to the picture.

The fans in the live broadcast room have already filled the screen with flattery.

In the past, this scene would have been very easy to attract fans, but it is different now. The outside has almost become a purgatory, and the screams are more miserable than slaughtering pigs, but here the years are peaceful and quiet, so quiet that not a single sound from the outside can be heard, as if the inside and outside of the door are separated into two unrelated worlds.

However, Xue Tinghe, a master recognized for his great strength, did not notice anything unusual.

The new audience members suddenly felt a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

So Xue Tinghe's fans were praising him enthusiastically when suddenly a group of people rushed in and frantically shouted for help.

[Ahhh! Please, Master, please go out and save our brother/goddess, or she'll be eaten by a ghost!]

Fans were confused and asked what happened. Someone immediately pointed them to other live broadcast rooms. When they went to other live broadcast rooms and saw other guests banging on the door, they were also scared and hurried back.

[Master, stop drawing! Ghosts! There are so many ghosts coming at us!]

On the other side, Qi Yue and Gu Yunshuang were also living a peaceful life.

Qi Yue was still stretching and retracting his claws, hesitating whether to coax the person or not. He stretched out his hand again, but before he stretched it far, he touched the person.

Qi Yue was stunned. It turned out that while he was struggling, Gu Yunshuang had been silently backing away with her back to him. After touching his hand, she not only did not dodge, but moved back again and again, and finally moved into Qi Yue's arms.

Qi Yue felt both happy and conflicted. He wanted to push him away, so he reached out his hand, but it was limp and powerless. He simply placed it on Gu Yunshuang's waist. The movement seemed quite natural, and he tried to ask gently, "What's wrong?"

Gu Yunshuang's round ears twitched, and soon a layer of pink appeared. He tried to speak calmly: "Did you hear any strange noises? It seemed to come from outside the room, and it sounded like someone was screaming. Is there a ghost outside?"

Qi Yue pretended to listen, "No, it might be the wind outside, you must have heard it wrong. I told you this villa has never been haunted, it was all made up by that indifferent director to scare people. Besides, there are no ghosts in this world at all, the so-called ghosts are all imagined by the ancients to scare themselves. Don't think too much, I'm here."

Gu Yunshuang felt much more at ease and wanted to say something to Qi Yue, but then he remembered that he was in a cold war with Qi Yue, and Qi Yue had not taken the initiative to comfort him yet. He couldn't just give in and admit defeat.

Thinking of this, he angrily ignored Qi Yue, but he didn't have the courage to move out of Qi Yue's arms, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Qi Yue was also trying to convince himself that he could just hold her for a while, that he could control himself, and that nothing would happen. Shuangshuang must have been scared, so he had to comfort her more.

So, even though the two of them still ignored each other, because the distance between them was shortened, the atmosphere no longer had the awkward feeling as before, but instead became indescribably subtle.

[Tsk, you're already hugging each other, why are you still pretending to be in a cold war? I really want to get a mirror for you two to look at. One of you has a raised mouth, and the other's eyes are crescent-shaped.]

[Wow, it's really scary that there's a ghost outside. I came in to hide, and as soon as I entered, I smelled the sour stench of love. It seems that because this place is filled with the sour stench of love, even ghosts don't want to come.]

[Shuangshuang, have you forgotten you're still in the cold war with him? He hasn't even tried to coax you yet, so why are you actively throwing yourself at him? Don't be so love-struck!!!]