"You guys forced me to do this!"

“Ah~”

With a wild howl towards the people below the mountain, Gao Xiaochi began his revenge.

He first secretly sprinkled gasoline all over the back wall, then pulled out a small water gun from his backpack, poured the gasoline into it, and then used his remaining strength to climb up the tree and indiscriminately "attack" the backyard!

After doing all this, Gao Xiaochi found an exposed water pipe from the back mountain.

After cutting it in half, Gao Xiaochi inserted the broken end of the water pipe into an oil barrel.

Twenty minutes later, the bald man lit a cigarette with an unwilling look on his face.

“Hiss… huh…”

After taking two deep puffs, Gao Xiaochi threw the cigarette butt in and used a lighter to light the gasoline behind the wall.

After doing all this, Gao Xiaochi ran down the mountain without looking back.

Originally, Nanshan Yin Temple was built mostly with wood, which quickly caught fire under the action of gasoline.

Five minutes later, flames raged on the top of a mountain in the suburbs of South City.

When the monk on night watch discovered this, he immediately exclaimed that there was a fire.

Since the nature of Nanshan Yin Temple has changed long ago, only seven out of ten monks who lived in the temple are still alive.

The few remaining monks immediately called the fire department for help and put out the fire on their own initiative.

However, this kind of deliberate arson with gasoline is difficult to extinguish quickly using water alone.

What’s more serious is that the water pipes of the temple were cut off by some unknown person.

Seeing that there was no hope at all, the monks ran away without saying a word.

They are all contract workers. Who the hell is working for you?

In the blink of an eye, Nanshan Yin Temple was empty, leaving only a cold corpse and the abbot who had already given up hope.

The corpse was Zhu Zhuan's.

The abbot is a white-browed monk who is nearly a hundred years old. He wears a golden robe and sits on the ground, chanting Buddhist scriptures, waiting for the Buddha's judgment.

He also didn't expect that the successor he had been training with all his heart would be this kind of person.

But everything has its own destiny, and he never interfered.

It’s too late to commit a heinous crime now!

"Donor Zhu is innocent and does not deserve this torture... Good riddance."

…

Thirty minutes later, Nanshan Yin Temple was already a sea of ​​fire.

Although the fire brigade arrived in time, it was unable to save the situation.

There was no way. The incident happened suddenly, the fire was too big, and the mountain road was long and bumpy. Thirty minutes was already their limit.

After more than an hour of rescue work, the fire was put out.

It’s a pity that Nanshan Yin Temple has become a ruin.

After a round of search and rescue, the fire brigade found Zhu Zhuan's body and the deceased abbot in the ruins.

The Nanshan Hidden Temple, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was completely destroyed by a fire.

When the fire brigade carried out Zhu Zhuan's body, everyone was stunned.

Zhu Zhuan's family was in the same room as the abbot, but there was not a single burn mark on their bodies, and even their clothes were not torn at all.

It's simply a miracle that a dead person could remain unharmed by such a strong flame!

…

At the same time, Xingfu Community.

Zhao Feng ignored the advice and carried Zhao Yong on his back and arrived downstairs of the haunted house according to the address given by his boss.

At first, he didn't plan to come, after all, Zhao Yong had said that.

But, just an hour ago.

The boss called and said he would increase his nightly salary to 10,000!

Ten thousand yuan, this is the harvest from Zhao Feng’s family’s farming for half a year.

After an hour of torment, Zhao Feng chose to agree.

Before going out, he went to Zhao Yong's house and stole a piece of clothing.

The clothes were in ancient style and didn't fit him well. They looked a bit cumbersome on him.

Standing downstairs, Zhao Feng looked at the window on the fourth floor with caution, and his mind kept echoing with what Zhao Yong had said to him before.

'The front door is the air intake for the entire house and also the place with the strongest aura.'

'If it is a haunted house, the evil spirits in the house will naturally gather at the door.'

"If you can see a window from the front door, this window is where your life will be saved!"

"……"

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Feng took a deep breath and decided to climb in through the window!

Growing up in the village, the height of the fourth floor was not a problem for him.

After making the decision, Zhao Feng took action immediately.

…

At the same time, in a room on the fourth floor of this building.

A live broadcast of a sleeping trial in a haunted house is in progress.

The host of the live broadcast is the anchor who recruits test sleepers online during the day, Brother Sleeper.

Although Zhang Fan was paying attention to him, he knew in his heart that this haunted house was not a real one, but a fake one created by him and his brother, so he had the courage to do this live broadcast.

After careful design, this house has become a battle-damaged version.

However, when it came time for the live broadcast, the haunted house guy still got scared.

To be on the safe side, he quickly contacted all of his sleep testers.

However, an hour passed and no one dared to try to sleep.

After all, the fact that he was being followed by Brother Funeral had gone viral on the entire Internet.

In order to attract traffic, he announced on the spot: I will definitely not miss tonight's sleeping trial show.

There was no other way, so Brother Sleep Test had to do it himself.

With the support of Zhang Fan's popularity, the number of people online in the live broadcast room has exceeded 30,000, and the barrage area is even more lively.

[Oh my god, you are so brave, you dare to try to sleep with the funeral brother after being followed by him? ]

[That's not right. Didn't you recruit a lot of sleep testers? Why did you do it yourself? ]

[That’s right, no wonder Brother Sangzang follows you, isn’t he trying to trick you? ]

[To be honest, it takes courage to try sleeping under such circumstances! ]

[Courage? Wait until Xiao A Piao comes out, and see if the host is scared! ]

【……】

Facing the doubts of netizens, the sleep tester quickly responded:

"Brothers, I'm not trying to trick you, it's just that this place is too weird, no one dares to come here!"

"I have no choice but to do it myself. But it doesn't matter. I have already consulted a master and the fortune is very strong!"

“Sizzle…”

As soon as the Sleep Trial Brother finished speaking, the light bulb above his head suddenly flickered.

After a moment, the lights went out completely, and the whole room became dim in an instant. Only the clock hanging on the wall emitted a faint glow.

The clock, in the shape of a smiley face, seemed a little weird in this context.

"Brothers...the light...the light is broken..."

Brother Sleeping pretended to be cautious when he said this, and the viewers couldn't help but feel a little panicked when they saw this scene late at night.

[Damn it, you turned off the lights on purpose! ]

[Can you please stop scaring me? Why are you doing this so late at night? ]

[Wait, let me interrupt. Is the fortune teller who told you your fortune called Jinshan Shensuan? ]

[It's broken, there is a mysterious force causing trouble, anchor, run! ]

【……】

“Woo~Hoo…”

Just as the netizens were discussing heatedly, a strange sound suddenly came out of the room, instantly bringing the atmosphere to freezing point.

In the live broadcast room, some timid friends have already started shouting that they are scared.

Seeing this rhythm, Brother Sleeping is very satisfied.

The sound just now was indeed played by my brother in the background. As for the temperature, maybe it was really a bit cold tonight.

Pretending to look scared, the sleeper continued to guide the audience, leading them to think about dangerous things:

"Guys, it's so cold... something seems to have happened!"

"Huh? What is that?!"

At this time, Brother Sleeping deliberately let out a cry of surprise, then suddenly turned his phone and switched the live camera to the wall on the right.

It was pitch black, and the sleep-deprived man took out a green flashlight from his pocket and shone it on the wall.

'die!'

A huge red dead piece, almost covering the entire wall!

The paint, which had not yet dried, flowed down the wall, as if it had just been painted with blood.

"Family...Family...this, this, this...I seem to be in big trouble!"

The sleeping man shook his hands deliberately, and the live camera kept shaking.

Coupled with the strange flickering lights, the viewers couldn't help but feel nervous.

In addition to being horrified, netizens also did not forget to post comments:

[Anchor, run quickly, it looks like a ghost is coming to take your life! ]

[Fuck, where did such big words come from? I remember there weren't any just now! ]

[This is so scary, I don’t dare to watch it anymore, it’s scarier than a horror movie! ]

[Ahhhh! I’m so scared! ]

【……】

There was a lot of ghost crying and wolves howling in the barrage area, and Brother Sleeping was very satisfied with the illusion created by his younger brother.

However, just when Brother Sleeping was secretly happy.

A WeChat message suddenly popped up at the top of the phone.

Brother: Bro, I’m playing basketball with my girlfriend tonight. You can set up the haunted house scene yourself. I forgot to tell you.

"?"

When he saw this message, Brother Shishui’s pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart felt like it was struck by lightning!

Don't you dare joke with me!

What the hell... It’s already like this, and you’re telling me you have something to do tonight?

Then tell me what's going on on this wall!

Could someone come and explain this to me?

After absorbing this news, Brother Sleeping instantly lost his composure.

He quickly switched back to WeChat and sent a message to his cousin: ? Are you kidding?

My cousin replied immediately: There is no [picture], I’m in the hotel now.

Sleeping Brother: I’m done…

After replying to the message, Brother Sleeping switched back to the live broadcast and looked at the live camera with a face full of horror:

"Brothers, I'm in big trouble. Is there any knowledgeable brother in the live broadcast room? What should I do now?"

Although the live broadcast was very strange, enthusiastic netizens quickly gave suggestions:

[Anchor, are you a virgin? If so, save a bottle of virgin urine! ]

[Stand still, don't move! 】

[Yes, people have three kinds of fire. If you move, the fire will be extinguished! ]

[Do you have any mirrors at home? You must smash all the mirrors in your home. They are the most yin! ]

[Yes, based on my many years of experience watching movies, I must smash the mirror! ]

【……】

"Smash the mirror?"

Among the many suggestions, Brother Sleep Test picked out the most reliable one at first sight.

After thinking carefully for a moment, he remembered that the only mirror in the house was in the bathroom.

So, the sleep trial brother hurried into the bathroom and picked up the iron shelf on the right side of the sink.

"Who is so disgusting that he scribbles pornographic graffiti on the mirror? This isn't a defense, is it?"

While smashing, the sleep-trying brother complained.

Once, twice.

After four or five hits, the mirror was smashed to pieces.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but Brother Sleeping felt a little relieved.

…

At the same time, in a rental house in South City.

A sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes.