Chapter 123



Chapter 123

"It's time to start live streaming and make money."

Green put on a mask and said to the confused employee's brother standing next to him.

"What should we name it? I mean, what category should we choose?"

Ankley asked.

"Abandon the haunted house exploration game. Supernatural horror or adventure."

Green replied.

"Look what I saw? A new anchor has appeared."

"I don't know what will happen next, but it looks like this."

"When will this old-fashioned game end? It's boring, okay?"

"I don't know who likes this boring thing. The routines from many years ago are still being used now. I'm almost sick of it."

"I bet they will be scared by the fierce ghost in white clothes after they go in, and then the person pretending to be a fierce ghost will tear off the white clothes, say that I was deceiving you, and then laugh."

"The man in the mask is still mysterious. Is he particularly good-looking? Or can he attract ghosts as soon as he shows his face? You're already broadcasting live, and you're still doing this."

"Not showing your face during a live broadcast is like putting a table of food on someone who is starving to death and not giving them the food. It's too much."

Green entered the villa.

The room was dark, and he didn't plan to turn on the light, because turning on the light in the dark was like lighting a fire in the forest, and that was not the way to seek death.

If the message was true, and there really was a dangerous wanted criminal in here, turning on the light would be like notifying someone that someone was coming, and you should get rid of him quickly.

Green walked in in the dark.

"Why did it suddenly become dark? At least turn on a light. We are all pretending. No one knows who is who. It's made so real. Are we really trying to scare people?"

"Maybe it's for the atmosphere. But it's too poor. There's not even a night vision lens. What are people supposed to see?" "

It was too dark. I only heard the sound of footsteps, and the sound was not loud. Don't you think there was only one person walking?"

"Yes, the person in front seemed to have no sound. Only the person holding the camera was walking. The camera did make a sound, but what's the use of a camera with sound?"

Green looked around on the first floor and didn't find anyone, so he went up to the second floor.

"This staircase is nice, the carved beams and painted buildings are very beautiful, it looks very expensive."

"It looks like I can't afford it in my lifetime. When will I throw such things out of my sight?"

"So we are not here to explore today, but to see how rich other people are? I should have chosen the show-off category earlier."

"Just walking around without saying a word, so boring, I'm leaving too."

Green heard some noises on the second floor and followed the sounds to find a closed room.

There were footsteps in the room, it was a kind of footsteps that sounded very strange, Green had never heard of such footsteps from a person.

But if it was not a human, it was a little too human.

Then the voices of a man and a woman were heard in the room.

"Don't think I don't know you're here. Come out quickly. Otherwise, if I catch you, it won't be a matter of whether you come out or not."

The man's voice said.

After a series of footsteps, a heavy object moved, and a woman's voice came out.

The woman's voice uttered a cry, and then began to beg for mercy.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll leave now, and I won't say anything."

After the woman begged for mercy, the room was filled with the rustling sound of human limbs crawling on all fours, the rustling sound of skin and clothes rubbing against the floor, and the sound of a knife penetrating through clothes into flesh. The

sound of blood falling on the floor.

Blood flowed out from the crack of the door in the room.

Green took a step back.

The blood seemed to have eyes and came towards him.

He pulled Ankley beside him and continued to retreat.

The blood could no longer flow forward after reaching a certain level, and gradually stopped moving.

He blinked his eyes, and the blood flowing out of his body changed from wet to dry.

The color change in that instant was like fresh blood just flowing out of the skin, suddenly turning into the smelly liquid flowing out of the body of a zombie that had died many years ago.

A foul smell spread.

"What did I hear just now? A kidnapping scene? That's not right. It should be a murder scene. Are murderers so arrogant now?"

"Who would think it was a murder scene without any evidence? Maybe two people recorded a voice and put the recorder inside, and played the recording when they got there."

"It's just a little blood. In the pitch black, ketchup can make people think it's blood. And who can bleed so much after being stabbed?" "Yes

, except for the sound at the beginning, there was a sound of begging for mercy. Then he didn't scream after being stabbed. This doesn't make sense." "

If it was just acting, it would be normal. But this play is so bad, and there are still people who believe it. Now I know why bad money drives out good money."

"Why aren't you talking? Hurry up and open the door. It's so dark and you're not talking. The atmosphere is right. I want to go in and see what's in the room."

"If you don't dare to look, it must be fake. You're afraid of being discovered by others. If you dare to open the door and take us in to see, I'll give you money. Hurry up, hurry up!"

At this time, the blood on the ground gradually disappeared, or it seemed that those things had merged with the floor, and they were completely the same color.

To put it simply, this is a combination of two.

But it also looks a lot more dangerous.

There was another noise in the room.

The screams of a woman, the roars of a man, and the sound of blood flowing out, but the door of the room did not move, and not even a drop of blood flowed out of the door crack.

It looked as if there was either no one inside, or two of them were dead.

After a while, everything was quiet.

Green walked over and pushed the door open. The door was not locked, but ajar. It opened with a light push. There was no sound at all, except for the sound of accidentally hitting the wall. There

was no one inside, only blood, which had turned black and dried up long ago. There was no corpse, no broken limbs, and no footprints.

There was a bed, a closet, a table, and a chair in the room. There was a hole in the wall with the window, and an old fan was placed there. But it still gave people a feeling of emptiness.

There was no life.

"It's good that you actually dared to come in. I'll keep my word and give you money."

"I'll give you a small flower."

"How could there be that sound when no one was around? Could it be a recorder? But there's no recorder on top. Could someone have hidden something for recording under the bed?"

"Maybe in the drawer of the table, in the cabinet, or under the bench, or in the hole in the wall."

"Check everything. There's no one here anyway. It's a waste not to check. We can talk about it later if something happens."

"Is it a timed recording device? If not, then it must be a person, but where can a person hide? Did he go out through the window? The window is closed, and there's no sign of air."

"Check it out. I'll give you money if you do."

"Hurry up, hurry up, do it now. This atmosphere makes me nervous. I didn't expect that there are some good seedlings among the new anchors."

Green thought about it and checked the place.

He opened the cupboard, and it was empty. He opened the drawer of the table, and it was also empty. A spider ran away under the gaze of the live camera.

He checked the stool, and there was nothing strange about the stool.

Now it's time to check under the bed. Looking down, a pair of dark eyes were staring at the people outside.

When Green looked down, the pair of eyes happened to look at him, and the live camera that followed closely behind him and looked under the bed also saw the pair of eyes, and at the same time saw the owner of the eyes.

The live broadcast barrage started to explode.

"What is this? Why is there no danger warning? Who can censor it? Why don't you say anything?"

"You guys are talking as if you're all dead."

"I'm so scared. I'm going to die. I want to slow down a little."

"Interesting. Hey, I'll give you some money."

"I'll give you a small flower."

"Is that a doll? Who puts a doll under the bed? It's facing outside the bed, and it's sitting. Whose doll is this? Does anyone know where this thing came from?"

"How else could it have come from? Maybe it was the owner of the house. They're not the owners of the house, so it's normal that they don't know. Who else would censor it in a live broadcast room?"

"Why would you censor a paranormal adventure? It's more interesting to watch it without censorship. If you want to censor, just go to the kids' table for dinner. It's not like no one else is broadcasting dinners."

"That doll can even blink. Who of you saw it blink? It's blinking, damn

it." "This doll looks androgynous, a little weird."

"Isn't that nonsense? Dolls all look neutral, not to mention this is a doll. Whatever is here is weird, because there was a sound but no one was in the room just now."

"A long, curly, fluffy, gray blond wig, a face like a pancake, eyes like marbles, eyelashes so long, and it makes sounds when it blinks." "

This is too scary, stop talking about it!" "

The neck is so short that it looks like it's not hidden under the collar, and she's wearing a puff-sleeved white lace baby collar dress."

"Because it's too dirty, I can't tell what color it is. There's no light in here, so I can only see a ball in the dark. The eyes of this thing are the brightest. Could there be a camera hidden inside?"

"Check quickly to see if there is a camera. If there is a camera, these two people might have been discovered when they came in, and they were just playing a trick on them afterwards."

"They are live streaming, so playing tricks on them is the same as playing tricks on us, right?"


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