Shi Xi continued to post comments in the live broadcast room: [Host, look, after the noise is reduced, fewer viewers leave, right? My suggestions are still very useful. You are broadcasting in Xiaosu Ancient Village, right? I am also nearby. Give me the specific address, and I can go there to help you improve the quality of your live broadcast. ]

Jiaming said: "In the eyes of the evil spirit, you must be like a fool who came to seek death on his own initiative."

Others were also shocked. Is it possible to communicate with evil spirits in this way? Apart from anything else, in this way, the evil spirits will be attracted by the content of the barrage and interact with Shi Xi, and the supernatural live broadcast will follow the direction designed by Shi Xi.

Sure enough, after Shi Xi's barrage was sent out, the live broadcast room was quiet for a moment, and then a specific location appeared. Just as they had guessed, the location of the live broadcast room was in that dilapidated temple.

Shi Xi looked at Jia Ming with a faint smile on his lips: "Isn't this quite interesting? From now on, we are the noob anchors who are asking for death. Remember this character, okay?"

Seeing her look, Jiaming silently lit three candles for the evil spirits in the dilapidated temple: "I remember."

Shi Xi's comments were so prominent that even the audience in the live broadcast room noticed them.

[If someone posts this kind of comments about going to the scene to help in other live broadcast rooms, I will definitely remind the anchor to be wary of strangers and verify the authenticity of the other party's identity before saying anything else. But considering the situation in this live broadcast room... uh, I want to advise this fan not to commit suicide. ]

[What the above person said is right, this live broadcast room is so weird, what if the person manipulating the live broadcast room is not Xinxin, but something else...hiss, in this case, this person who claims to be a senior anchor still dares to propose to go to the scene, is he too brave or does he want to die? ]

[The live broadcast room is really positioned. Is the anchor interacting with the "senior anchor"? ]

[The "senior anchor" just wants to attract attention. I don't think he would really commit suicide. ]

[Family! I clicked into the personal space of that "senior anchor" and found that it was a small account with no updates! ]

[I always feel that the tone of the "senior anchor" is a little familiar. Could it be the one I think of? ]

[This guy must be a boastful liar. If he dares to go to the scene, I will dare to live broadcast a night in a haunted house. ]

Shi Xi posted another comment: [I am not a liar, I am really a senior anchor and I am on my way to the live broadcast site. Anchor, please wait for me to arrive before you start the live broadcast topic. I have thought of a way to make you popular! ]

A hoarse, staccato voice suddenly rang out from the live broadcast room: "I... am... waiting... for... you..."

Shi Xi narrowed his eyes: "He's taken the bait. Let's get ready to go."

After witnessing Shi Xi's actions, Director Weng was greatly shocked. He felt that Shi Xi had begun to take the initiative in the matter - this courage was definitely not something that an ordinary person could possess.

…

In front of the ruined temple.

Jiaming, with a neat crew cut and wearing a mask, held the live broadcast equipment borrowed from the crew and greeted the ghost-hunting live broadcast room: "Good evening, I'm Jiaming, long time no see. The reason I started this live broadcast is that Xiaoshi and I saw a ghost-hunting live broadcast by a new anchor on the Internet. The theme was quite interesting, but it exposed many technical problems. We were nearby, so we came to the scene to help this newcomer."

The camera turned and Xiao Shi with hair appeared in the live broadcast room. She also wore a black mask, revealing only her beautiful eyes. She sighed softly, "There is nothing we can do. We are here to help others. The theme of our live broadcast tonight is 'Enthusiastic Live Broadcaster, Home Teaching'. Please support us."

"Let me show you the environment we are in," Shi Xi flicked the camera: "The address chosen by this new anchor is quite good. This is a dilapidated temple in Xiaosu Ancient Village. You may have seen it in some movies and TV series."

A dilapidated temple appeared in the live broadcast room. Two tattered large lanterns were hung under its eaves, swaying faintly in the night wind. Its two old doors were open, swaying gently to the rhythm of the night wind, making harsh squeaking sounds.

[You guys actually started broadcasting! Has Jiaming finished his studies and come down from the mountain? I’ve been waiting for a long time! ]

[Ahhh, I just came from the new live broadcast room, so the "senior anchor" speaking over there turned out to be you guys! ]

[Someone said in the Xinxin live broadcast room before that if the "senior anchor" really dared to go there, he would live broadcast staying overnight in the haunted house. Where is he? Is he there? When will the live broadcast be arranged? ]

[…Who the hell could have thought it was them! This was a carefully planned live broadcast of ghost hunting. They started the show from the moment the new anchor met Shi Xi in the crew compound. I was fooled by them! ]

[I knew Xinxin when I was little, and I felt that the new anchor she was talking about was not Xinxin, but a ghost. It didn't seem to be planned, but seemed to be here to save people, just like the last time she saved Jiaming.]

[How come some people still think this is true? It's so funny. How can it be such a coincidence? It's obviously planned. It has too many traces of a script.]

[Pfft, am I the only one who cares about the title of the live broadcast room? It's too stupid. ]

Seeing the comments saying that the script was too much of a stunt, Shi Xi wanted to laugh. They did have the script in hand tonight, and even the characters were arranged.

From the first moment they opened the ghost-hunting live broadcast room, she and Jiaming started performing. They were here to "seek death"!

"Let's not waste any more time and go in to find the new anchor." Shi Xi and Jia Ming entered the ruined temple.

Not far away, Zhang Qingxuan, hiding in the shadows, was holding a new life talisman, paying attention to the movements of the ruined temple, ready to cover for them at any time.

After entering the dilapidated temple, Jiaming aimed the camera at the Buddha statue standing in the center.

The huge cracked Buddha statue lowered its head slightly and looked at them with pity. The bloodstains on its body had not been completely wiped clean, and in the dark environment, it exuded a strange and eerie atmosphere.

Shi Xi turned on the flashlight and shouted at the top of his voice: "Anchor, we are here, where are you?"

Her voice of calling echoed in the deserted temple, raising the eerie atmosphere to a new level.

No one responded. The camera in the live broadcast room followed Jiaming's field of vision and swept around. There was no one in sight, only various distorted shadows of debris swaying in the dark. The dark temple looked full of dangers.

Shi Xi was totally defenseless, shining the flashlight around carelessly, and complained to Jia Ming: "This anchor wouldn't stand us up, he would have left long ago, right? This temple looks spooky, let's go."

Jiaming said, "This is the only way."

Shi Xi had just taken two steps when a "dong dong" sound suddenly came from behind.

She stopped and said, "Jia Ming, did you hear anything?"

Jiaming shone the flashlight on the Buddha statue and said, "I heard it. It seems to be coming from there."

Shi Xi lowered his voice and said, "This Buddha statue is so big, it feels like someone can hide behind it. Could it be that the new anchor wants to play hide-and-seek with us?"

Jiaming said naively: "Just go over and take a look and you'll know."

Shi Xi turned off the flashlight, tiptoed to the front of the Buddha statue, and quietly looked behind the statue... This perspective was so exciting that the audience in the live broadcast room had already been immersed in it and felt their scalps tingling.

[This is my first time in this live broadcast room. My friend said the host is really awesome. Now, I’m a little skeptical about my life. Where did these two naive people come from?]

[I came from the live broadcast room next door. What kind of suicidal live broadcast is this? I don’t dare to watch it anymore. What if there is really a ghost in this temple...]

Old fans who are familiar with Shi Xi's personality have already realized that she is acting, and they cooperate with Shi Xi very tacitly and also act out:

[Xiaoxian’s live broadcast style has always been very suicidal. 】

[Yes, we are risking our lives to achieve the best live broadcast effect. ]

Before the camera could reach behind the Buddha statue, Shi Xi suddenly froze in place. She looked down at her feet with trembling shoulders and whispered, "Jia Ming, something seems to be wrapped around my ankle."

"Don't move." Jiaming turned on the flashlight and shone it on her ankle, where there was a rope as thick as a finger wrapped around it!

The rope had a dark brown color on it, which seemed to be old bloodstains.

"Ahhh!" Shi Xi acted very scared and tried to shake off the rope, but the rope became tighter and tighter and dragged Shi Xi to the ground!

"Jiaming, help me!"

In a panic, Jiaming grabbed Shixi's hand. The camera shook and when it swept across the Buddha statue, a flash of scarlet flashed by. Then the flashlight went out and the live broadcast room fell into darkness. The audience could only hear a dragging sound.

[Oh my god! Is the anchor still here? ]

[This noise is so scary, I hid under the covers in fear! ]

[Where did the rope come from? Did they prepare such awesome props that they could tie it up without making any noise? ]

[The anchor wouldn't really ruin himself, right? ]

After the noise of the rope dragging disappeared, the picture in the live broadcast room did not return to normal, but became even darker. From time to time, several faulty black and white stripes flashed by, bringing sharp noises.

Shi Xi discovered that the rope dragged her and Jia Ming into another space. This evil spirit might have the special ability to open up space.

It was darker here than in the ruined temple. The flashlight had fallen somewhere, so Shi Xi took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight.

Jiaming was right next to her. He closed his eyes and asked, "Xiaoxiao, are you okay?"

"No." Shi Xi added, "But I'm scared."

Jiaming: “…” Uncle Master, he’s even worse than the host but his character is still good.

Shi Xi shone his cell phone around and saw Xin Xin.

There were old puppet wreckages everywhere. On top of the puppet ruins, there was a small stage. Xinxin was sitting on the stage with sad eyes, motionless.

Shi Xi pretended not to know Xin Xin and asked fearfully, "Are you the anchor? Why are you trapped here?"

Xinxin opened his mouth and could only make meaningless "ah ah" sounds.

"I... am... the anchor." A creepy voice suddenly popped up: "Teach me... how to live stream... I want to... become very popular."

The live broadcast equipment was still there. Jiaming took a quick look and saw that the screen was completely dark, with only comments.

[Ahhh, this sound is so scary, but luckily the anchor is still here! ]

[Are the two live broadcast rooms linked? I'll go to the next room to take a look. ]

[Damn, I guessed right, the "new anchor" is actually a ghost! ]

[You can't see anything in the live broadcast room. Don't take it too seriously. I think the anchor has discovered the traffic password, so he keeps causing live broadcast failures. It's so funny. Not being able to see anything saves the most effort, and it's good for fooling people. ]

Shi Xi wiped away the tears of fear and asked the evil spirit carefully: "If I teach you, will you let us go?"

The evil one thought about it seriously and said, "Let's see... the effect."

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