The man also had a mobile phone in his hand, and the picture on the screen was his own live broadcast room.
He stood at the door of the ward he had just entered, his body facing outside, facing the camera.
The man was looking down at his phone, reading the comments on the public screen and interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room.
Naturally, he also noticed the comment posted by Li Shu, but he didn't take it seriously. He skipped her comment and read the comment below.
"Host... look... there's a ghost behind you..." The man turned his head and glanced quickly behind him, then looked back at the comments in the live broadcast room. "Host, I've checked. There's no ghost. Guys, don't scare me."
Li Shu looked through the screen of her mobile phone, her eyes fixed on the position behind the man, and her expression became solemn.
She tapped the phone screen again with her fingers and resent the comment she had just sent.
"Family members, move your hands to make money, you can follow the anchor in the upper left corner."
"New friends, the host is currently located in an abandoned mental hospital in the western suburbs."
"If you want to see the host check the public screen of this ward, please click 1."
[Don't scare the host downstairs, it's the bed, it'll make the host lose their mind later.]
The host's reaction is correct. Maybe he bought it and broke it beforehand for the sake of show effect?
"That's certainly true. It wasn't an abandoned place, so the absence of that kind of thing is definitely an anomaly."
【Let's just break up. This is so interesting, but so fake.】
As soon as the words fell, all the barrages in the live broadcast room uniformly turned into "1", and the latest barrage sent by Li Shu was quickly washed away.
Li Shu on the screen twitched her eyelids when she saw this, and she seemed to understand why that person was so disgusted with seeking death.
Besides, it is a waste of time to search for relevant information online, and it cannot be transmitted through the medium of mobile phones.
The woman walked to the white coffin and stopped, then quickly scanned it from head to toe with her flashlight.
As expected, there really was no coffin.
"Family members, we've received 20,000 likes. You must open the coffin now."
[Tsk tsk, you just say it's fake. Just look at the performance of the viewing platform. You bought it and put it back.]
The companion in charge of filming also saw the barrage sent by Li Shu, but did not take it seriously. Later, when we explored other places, we also encountered coffins, but nothing happened.
[Host, 20,000 likes for the Dharma position, please open the coffin quickly.]
The barrage of chatter outside the live broadcast room was very cold, and the woman hadn't even come over with the flashlight.
[Fuck, it's obvious that the streamer does that kind of thing often, and they have so many tools.]
[Host, please listen to my advice. You've got goosebumps. You look so bad and scary...]
The man turned around, raised the flashlight in his other hand and casually scanned the dark ward, then turned his head to look at the lens, "OK, let's start now!"
[Is that so? If I put this up myself, I'd make the coffin look a bit worn for realism. It would be too obvious if it were new.]
"Is this true?" A hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes when she heard that, and she raised her hand and pointed the flashlight at the outermost corner of the room.
[Why is the coffin in a Dharma seat? Is he some kind of junior master?]
The camera was focused on the open backpack, which was filled with various tools.
"Go ahead, family, there really isn't anything. Why don't you go over and see if there's anything outside now?"
My eyes lit up. Although I was puzzled as to why the coffin lid was sealed, I was not afraid at all. Instead, I did not feel excited.
If you want to use the teleportation talisman, you need to know the specific location of the place you want to go, but the other party only revealed that it is an abandoned mental hospital in the western suburbs, and did not say what it is called. The range is too small.
Now that we are faced with the same situation, we will naturally take Li Shu’s words to heart, and even think of it as just a joke by netizens trying to scare us.
[This is your first time watching a livestream. You're a long-time fan. The host always brings those tools with him on every adventure, just in case.]
The woman found a pair of pliers from among a pile of tools, turned her head to look at the camera in front of her, and said loudly, "It's over."
[Nima, you also saw the bad look...]
[Yeah, you saw it too, I kept asking the anchor to leave.]
He quickly looked back at the camera and said, "You noticed that the coffin lid is sealed. Family members, give the anchor a like. If it reaches 20,000 likes, you can open the coffin directly!"
[Well, the more I look at it, the more fake it seems.]
[Who would place a coffin outside a mental hospital? It's obviously not fake, they put it there themselves.]
[You bet a bag of spicy noodles, there are nothing else out there. ]
Although many people said it was too fake, the number of likes kept rising, reaching 20,000 in a short while.
[Fuck, when the flashlight just flashed across, did you see a coffin outside the corner?]
I walked to one corner of the coffin, my eyes fell on the iron nails nailed tightly outside, clenched the pliers in my hand, and tried to pull out the iron nails from below.
"You're just acting. Even the hammer and sledgehammer are carrying around. Is this a script? It's so fake."
You glanced at the heavy rain still falling outside the window, took out a teleportation talisman from your pocket, and then your eyes fell on the phone in your other hand.
Seeing this situation, Yu Dehuaiqi asked a question.
The woman was not frightened when she saw this. Instead, a hint of excitement appeared in her eyes, and the live broadcast effect was achieved.
[Stop wasting time, drive slowly! ]
The woman turned around and tried to push up the coffin lid, only to find that it was sealed.
I wiped the coffin lid with my hand and twirled my fingers. A hint of surprise flashed in my eyes. I turned my head to look at the camera in front of me and said, "Family, the coffin looks quite new. There's not even a speck of dust under the lid. It looks like it's just been put away for a while."
Not many netizens noticed that the person with the ID "Li Su" had been weakening the position and asking the anchor to leave there.
After the woman finished speaking, she bit the flashlight with her mouth, took off the backpack she was carrying in front of her, placed the bag under the coffin behind her, and then unzipped it.
Li Shu looked through the screen at the coffin outside, which was emitting a constant aura of death from the outside. She sent another warning message: [The coffin is safe. They need to go over there. They should leave now.]
The companion who was filming with his phone looked at the latest comment, frowned, looked up at the woman, and reminded her: "We said that the corner outside is as bad as a coffin."
[Yes, and the host himself said that the coffin was new. If I delayed placing it there, then wouldn't that be the same as self-destruction?]
[Yes, yes, host, was he bluffing? Is he sure it was their own fault for delaying the ban?]
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