Li Shu recited some incantations and stuck the talisman paper on the phone. A golden light flashed, and the talisman paper sank into the phone. The next second, she disappeared from the room.
At the same time, in an abandoned mental hospital.
The man had already pulled out the nails and pried open a corner of the coffin.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped, and even the air became sticky and humid.
But thinking it might be because of the rain, he didn't take it to heart. He turned his head to look at the camera behind him and said, "Family, we have already pulled out one, let's move on to the second one."
After the man finished speaking, he shook the pliers in his hand, walked to the other corner of the coffin, and started working.
[I feel like something's wrong. The color of this coffin isn't as dark as it first appeared. Why does it seem a bit reddish...]
[Oh my god, now that you put it that way, it really seems to be true...]
"Don't tell me, it seems to be getting more and more obvious. It feels like blood is coming out from inside, and it's shining?"
The man was concentrating on pulling out the nails and did not notice the abnormality.
The originally white ward suddenly became bright, and it was also clear that the color of the coffin had not yet turned red, as if it had been soaked in blood.
The hot white moonlight shone through the window and poured down under the coffin.
After calming down his frightened mood, he asked, "Miss, when did he retreat? Did he come here to explore the mental hospital like you did?"
The companion tapped his phone screen, turned off the microphone in the live broadcast room, and turned the camera in another direction. Then he reminded him, "Lao Pan, the coffin has changed color..."
Seeing this, my companion had no choice but to point the phone at me again and turned on the microphone.
Old Pan paused as he was about to open the coffin. When he heard the sound that came out of nowhere, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.
Upon hearing this, Old Pan stopped what he was doing and looked under the coffin lid. His pupils suddenly contracted and his brows were full of disbelief. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and for a moment he believed that the surroundings were too bright and he must have seen it wrong.
The companion's face was firm, "But..."
I don't know when the rain outside the window will stop. The heavy white clouds will disperse, revealing a bright full moon.
“It’s closed.”
Lao Pan said this and returned to the outside of the camera, then walked to the red coffin and stopped.
However, those questioning comments did not affect Lao Pan. Instead, it was the sudden rich guy who gave me a sports car and a carnival that really attracted me.
Of course, no one questioned whether I had tampered with the coffin, so why did the color of the coffin become redder and redder?
[Interesting! You thought the host had encountered some supernatural event, and you got all excited for nothing.]
Old Pan turned around, picked up the pliers again, and continued to pull out the nails.
I looked at the strangely colored coffin, clenched my fists and unclenched my hands at my sides. I took a deep breath, then suppressed my fear and insecurity, placed my hands on the coffin lid, and prepared to open it.
At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room was also normally quiet.
"stop!"
A clear and non-intimidating voice suddenly appeared outside the quiet ward.
"Did he turn off the mic?"
Lao Pan frowned and concluded that Gu Ya was a colleague. She saw that my live broadcast room was a little popular, so she came over to intercept it.
Li Shu raised her beautiful eyebrows again. She did not answer my question, but instead took a few steps back, bent down to pick up the phone on the ground, and turned off the live broadcast room.
"Don't worry, you didn't have a premonition. After today's show, we're going to be a huge hit!" Lao Pan waved his hand, "Alright, turn on the mic, and continue. Otherwise, everyone will run away."
Old Pan frowned when he saw this. It was too bright outside the ward just now, and in order to create a scary atmosphere, there was only a large flashlight in my hand that was shining on the corner of me where I was pulling out the nail, and no light was shining on other parts of my body, so naturally I didn't notice that the coffin had changed so little in a short time.
My companion hadn't shown any interest yet. "Let's just end the show tonight. If you feel like that place isn't quite right, let's just leave..."
As the iron nails fell to the ground, the temperature around them became increasingly higher, with a faint feeling of chilling heat.
My companion was already scared, and was startled by the sudden sound. His hand trembled, and the phone he was holding slipped from his palm to the ground, and the live broadcast room became a white screen again.
When his companions heard the comments, they stared at the coffin carefully.
At this time, I also realized that it was Miao, and I looked at my companion, and we saw An in each other's eyes.
Lao Pan frowned. Although I wasn't scared at all, he clearly refused to go live right now. "It just broke, reducing the quality of your live broadcast. It might have just changed color, but what's there to be afraid of? I guess it's because the environment was too dry after the rain, so the paint peeled off."
"Come on, open the coffin now!"
[Why does it look like a network card? Could it be that he secretly placed something outside the coffin without telling you?]
Lao Pan smiled apologetically and said to the audience in the live broadcast room, "I'm sorry, Xiaojia, the network was stuck just now. You guys continue now."
Lao Pan looked at the screen full of gift special effects, and his heart sank. The desire to advance and retreat that had been rising in his mind was suppressed by me. If I continued like that, I would make a fortune that night.
I paused, then continued, "Besides, you've all explored so many places that are rarely reported to be haunted. Are there any problems?"
Lao Pan saw that he knew when the boy would appear. When he saw your face clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief. I thought I had seen a ghost...
I signaled my companions to calm down first and said loudly, "Thank you, Brother M, for the Carnival and the sports car. Your family should pay some attention to you, Brother M!"
Slowly, the seventh nail was pulled out, and now all that was left was to open the coffin lid.
[The more I watch it, the more fake it seems. It's all self-directed and self-acted. Let's go.]
Lao Pan walked to his companion and looked at the live broadcast room outside my mobile phone. He saw that the number of viewers had not yet exceeded 50,000, which was a number I had never seen in all my years of live broadcasting.
You returned the phone to Lao Pan's companion, raised your chin slightly, and said anxiously, "It's safe out there. They can't leave now."
…
His face changed slightly, and he found that it was exactly the same as what netizens said, and he couldn't help but feel goosebumps.
"Big girl, you should have said that to him, right? He should be doing his homework at home so late. What are you doing out there? That's a place for fun."
"Fuck, what's going on? Why did it turn red?!"
After all, the two-minute long white screen with sound explained that the network card was too suspicious, and it was very unlikely that the coffin was not moved at this time.
The comments above were just as hot and cold as usual, all of them were calling for me to open the coffin.
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