Chapter 087 Chapter 87

The man's eyes were wooden, but the corners of his mouth were raised, as if they were hung up with needles and threads, stiff and strange.

Daxian'er was frightened by the permeable smile and turned around to run, but he didn't expect that his shoulders were suddenly pressed down by a strong force, so that he couldn't retreat.

Daxian'er turned around in shock and saw that many people stood behind him without knowing when. They were people who came out of other tile houses.

When did this person come out of the house? When did he stand behind him?

Daxian'er was surrounded by the crowd before he could think much.

The people in the house also came out at this time, looking at Daxian'er with a smile on their faces.

At this time, the man's face was smiling as usual, as if the stiff smile that Daxian'er saw from the window just now was an illusion.

But he still felt that this place was very strange.

The man smiled and asked, "We haven't seen anyone here for a long time. Are you from up there?"

Daxianer nodded and wanted to say goodbye and leave.

But the man suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "I see you have been watching outside the house. Are you curious about our house? Do you want to go in and take a look?" Daxianer

resisted a little and wanted to pull his hand back, but the other party's five fingers were like iron hoops, tightly holding his wrist.

He was afraid that something would happen after he entered the house. Thinking that the live broadcast was still on his mobile phone, he tentatively asked, "Can I use my mobile phone to take a picture?"

"Of course, take any picture you want."

Seeing that the man agreed, Daxianer breathed a sigh of relief.

If he could take a picture, he estimated that the other party would not dare to do anything weird. Even if the other party really attacked him, there were so many people watching in the live broadcast room, and his fans also knew where he was today, so they should be able to wait for rescue soon. After

thinking this through, Daxianer's professional spirit as an anchor rekindled, and he followed the man's footsteps and entered the house.

Daxianer: "How long have you lived here?"

The man tilted his head and thought for a while, and said: "I can't remember, about a few hundred years, one has lived for a thousand years."

Daxianer thought the man's wording was strange, and guessed that the other party might want to say that his ancestors had lived in this place for generations?

He looked around and asked: "Why is there only a table, chairs and benches in this room, but no bed? Where do you usually sleep?"

The man smiled at him and said: "This is where we usually sleep."

Daxianer still thought this was strange.

He looked at his phone. On the screen of the live broadcast room, fans were saying that they loved watching and wanted to take more photos. The number of online viewers for this live broadcast at the bottom of the tiankeng had soared to 500,000!

You should know that although he has more than 2 million fans, the number of people watching online at the same time did not exceed 300,000 at the most.

Seeing this, Daxianer was simply overjoyed. The strange feeling that had been lingering in his heart was diluted by the sharp increase in the number of viewers.

He sat in the man's house for a while and chatted with him for a few sentences. The other party's answer was still very strange.

For example -

Daxianer: "How often do you go out?"

The host: "We haven't been out since we first came in!"

Daxianer: "Do you usually farm under the sinkhole to be self-sufficient?"

The host: "We don't eat much. Occasionally, wild animals run down and we eat a little."

Daxianer: "Do you know what era it is now?"

The host: "I don't know. We haven't left for hundreds of years. How many generations have changed outside?"

As they chatted, the strange feeling came up again.

Daxianer wanted to leave again.

As soon as his butt left the stool, his wrist was held down by the host again.

The man smiled and said to Daxianer: "Sir, why don't you stay for dinner?"

Daxianer hesitated. He looked at his mobile phone. The number of people in the live broadcast room had exceeded 800,000, and the number of viewers was still increasing by thousands.

And the comments section was full of people saying "Love it, broadcast more, stay, don't leave".

Seeing this, Daxian'er gritted his teeth.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you!"

It's all traffic, he really can't bear to part with it.

Hearing this, the host smiled and took back his hand that was holding him down, and said, "Sir, please wait a moment, I'll go prepare meals for you."

While waiting, Daxian'er browsed the comments section of the live broadcast room, picking out some replies.

For example -

"Xian'er, eat more later, the food in the farmhouse is pure and natural, you won't be able to eat it if you leave."

"I really want to settle down here, if it were me, I wouldn't want to leave."

"Xian'er, the host's house is really beautiful, antique, I love it!"

In just over ten minutes of waiting, the number of viewers in his live broadcast room has reached one million.

In the past, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

Soon, the host came in with food.

Daxianer looked at the shiny red pig elbow in his hand and swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He had just had lunch not long ago, but for some reason, he felt hungry again.

The host put the pig elbow in front of him and said, "Sir, eat it while it's hot. It's freshly made." He handed him the chopsticks. Daxianer

glanced at the live broadcast room. The number of viewers was still increasing, and the comments were all urging him to eat quickly.

The aroma of the elbow lingered around his nose, tempting his appetite.

In the end, Daxianer no longer cared that this was food brought to him by a stranger. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of greasy elbow skin and put it in his mouth.

When he chewed the first bite, a nausea suddenly surged from his stomach to his throat, and then disappeared after he swallowed the pork elbow skin. Instead, he was filled with greed and hunger.

He ate it with relish, and felt that the pork elbow tasted better and better. Later, he simply threw away his chopsticks and started to chew the pork elbow directly.

While eating, he also reported the taste of the pork elbow to the netizens in the live broadcast room.

Seeing that the netizens were all munching on the pork elbow in front of him, Daxianer smiled with satisfaction.

After finishing the plate of pork elbow, Daxian'er burped contentedly. The host's people removed the plates and suggested that he rest here for a night.

The number of people in the live broadcast room soared to more than one million, which was something Daxian'er had never dared to think of before. He didn't hesitate much and agreed to the host's request.

There was no bed here, and the furniture was only wooden tables and chairs. He didn't know where he could sleep, and the owner didn't seem to want to tell him where the bed was.

He simply walked to the wall and sat down, leaning against the corner to rest.

After night fell, it was already pitch black outside the house, and there was a faint oil lamp on in the house.

Daxian'er looked at the comment section in the live broadcast. Some people kept tagging a person named Gu Yanyi in his comment section.

Seeing this name, Daxianer felt a little confused, as he felt that this person's name looked familiar.

For some reason, he clicked on this name. Coincidentally

, this person was live streaming, and it seemed that it was about to end. Just as he was about to go off the air, he suddenly sent out a lucky bag.

Daxianer subconsciously clicked on the lucky bag.

When the lucky bag hit him, the mist that enveloped Daxianer's brain seemed to be blown away by a sudden gust of wind, making him clear-headed.

He looked around, and in the darkness, he seemed to be in a narrow coffin.

He didn't understand why he followed a stranger into his house and ate the food he gave him.

Something was very wrong, and he quickly gave Gu Yan a reward of 100,000 yuan - he had already drawn the lucky bag, which meant that something had definitely happened.

Soon, the call was connected.

Daxianer saw hope for his survival.

...

After listening to Daxianer's description, Gu Yan shook his head.

"Do you know where you are going?"

Daxianer shook his head blankly.

"Have you heard of the corpse-raising array?"

Daxianer swallowed his saliva. Although he had not heard of it, he knew it was not a serious word.

Which good family raises corpses? Even burial is illegal now!

"You are sober now, why don't you take a look at the comment section first?"

Daxianer glanced at the comment section of Gu Yan's live broadcast room. Many of his fans had flooded into the live broadcast room and were crying at this time.

[Wuwuwuwu Xian'er, run! Do you know how crazy you were just now? We told you to run away, but you said this place was great and you wanted to stay. We said the house was weird and looked more like a coffin than a place for people to live, but you said it was antique and had a nice flavor. We told you not to eat that thing, but you said it was delicious and you wanted to eat it even if you loved it!!! 】

【Do you know what you ate? If you knew, you would probably want to replace your stomach directly! 】

【The owner of the house is not a human! The owner of the house is not a human! The owner of the house is not a human! 】

【I don’t know what you saw, but from what we saw in the live broadcast room, the roof under the tiankeng was not a tiled house, but a coffin! 】

Daxianer looked up and saw that the roof was not a triangular pointed roof, but a square one, no more than two meters high.

Isn’t it the appearance of a coffin!

Daxian'er was sweating and tears welled up in his eyes. He asked tremblingly, "Then...then who I saw from the tile house were..."

Gu Yanyi: "What you saw from the cracks of the open coffin were not people, but zombies."

Daxian'er cried.

"Then...then what I ate just now was..."

"It was the hand bones of a zombie strung with its heart."

Daxian'er vomited.

"The place where you are now is its coffin, and you are replacing its life. In the middle of the night, it will dig out your heart and put it on its body, so that it can escape from the corpse-raising array and leave this place. And you will replace it and become a zombie and stay forever."

Daxian'er cried and vomited, tears streaming down his face, and he didn't care about his image. Saving his life was the most important thing.

"Master... help me... I'll give you my wealth."

Gu Yanyi shook his head: "I don't want your wealth, I'll give you twenty spells, you hold on for one night, I'll be there right away."

If the netizen had no idea of ​​the severity of the incident, he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter when he heard that Gu Yanyi was going to give Daxian'er twenty spells.

Even when he was guiding the souls all the way, Gu Yanyi only taught him one spell, and usually only when the contact person was in danger of life, Gu Yanyi would give a yellow talisman.

But now he actually wants to give Xian'er twenty! Not two, but twenty yellow talismans!

Daxian'er trembled and thanked Gu Yanyi.

Soon, two stacks of yellow talismans appeared in front of him.

"The one on the left is for warding off evil spirits and bringing peace and happiness. You should stick it in the house. The one on the right is for calming down the spirits. You should stick it on your body, on your head, shoulders, heart, and abdomen. It will replenish as it is consumed. What you see is an illusion. Stay where you are. Do not move around casually, and you must not open the door. Remember!"

After that, Gu Yanyi taught Daxianer where to post the warding off evil spirits and bringing peace and happiness.

After arranging everything, it was midnight. There

was a knock on the door.

"Sir, it's me. Please open the door!"

It was the voice of the owner of the house outside the house.