On the third underground floor, it was damp and cold. The male anchor Huang Hu took his mobile phone and began to explore the haunted house.

"I don't need to introduce this haunted house any further. Just search online and you'll find countless rumors, some true and some false."

"Every scene here has its own weird stories, such as the doll that will always follow you, the student model that may appear at any time and any place, and the ballpoint pen that will cause accidents when you ask about your relationship, etc."

"There are many ghost stories, and I believe everyone is curious about which ones are true and which ones are false. Today, I will personally reveal the answers to you in this haunted house."

He took out a piece of white paper and a ballpoint pen from his black backpack and went into the ward next to him. "The strange story about the Pen Fairy was the first to cause a sensation on the Internet. It is said that there was a strange man named Fei Youliang who moved the Pen Fairy with his sincerity. He was the first person to actually see the Pen Fairy in the haunted house and the first person to be sent directly to the hospital after visiting it. Many tourists at the time were witnesses. All of this is true."

After glancing at the comments, Huang Hu placed the pen and paper in his hand on the bottom of the ward. He put on a very solemn expression: "Now I will try this game myself. You heard it right. I will broadcast the Pen Fairy game to you live in this haunted house full of strange stories!"

The atmosphere was set. Huang Hu leaned his cell phone against the pillow of the bed. He knelt beside the bed and picked up the ballpoint pen he had brought in.

"My friends, I am about to start. I hope you won't blink for the next second, because I don't know what will happen."

He said in a serious tone, and very carefully placed the ballpoint pen upright on the white paper: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, and I am your present life. Can you tell me who my future wife will be?"

In the basement of the haunted house, in the dark ward, there was dead silence all around.

In this environment, the yellow fox stared at the tip of the pen intently.

One second, two seconds, and at the third second, the yellow fox's ring finger hidden in the palm of his hand gently touched the pen, and the ballpoint pen standing on the white paper moved slightly.

“Here it comes!”

Huang Hu's face was filled with shock and his expression changed drastically. He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and made a silence gesture to the camera.

Without moving, he waited for another minute by the bed before slowly standing up.

He placed the white paper in front of the camera and pointed at the slanted handwriting on it: "You all saw it. After I started the game, the ballpoint pen did move on its own! The Pen Fairy must have really appeared! As for why she didn't come over, I guess she might be afraid of the ancestral jade pendant on my neck."

Turning the camera back to himself, Huang Hu said with lingering fear: "I know you may still not believe it, and this handwriting can't explain much, but next I will use the method of the horse spirit to determine whether this haunted house really hides evil spirits."

Huang Hu walked out of the ward with his phone in hand: "The corridor here is very gloomy, probably because it is built underground. I broke out in cold sweats when I walked in it."

Turning the camera, Huang Hu looked behind him: "The doll and the student model did not appear, but I found another terrifying thing."

He pointed at the doors of the wards on both sides of the corridor and said, "When I entered the room just now, many of the doors were half-open. But if you look at it now, many of the doors have been completely opened! It feels like something just ran out!"

Messages flashed across the screen. Some viewers noticed the anomalies and began to make various speculations. Of course, some people also wondered whether Huang Hu was directing and acting in all this himself.

"I know many of you don't believe it, so I will use the method passed down by our ancestors to verify it for you. My great-grandfather once told the younger generations not to try this method lightly, but I am making an exception today for everyone's sake." Huang Hu was not actually that scared. He and Li Xu had already discussed the script, and he felt that it was Li Xu who opened those doors just now.

"This method of testing is called the Yin Gate, also known as feeding Yin rice." Huang Hu reached out from his trouser pocket and took out a small black bag. Inside was a wet black cloth. He opened the wet cloth and found a handful of white rice in the middle. "Sprinkle a handful of Yin rice at the fork in the road, then walk through the doors of each room in turn. When you reach the fourth room, sprinkle a handful of rice at the door, then open the door and enter the room, stomping your feet four times."

"After that, sprinkle a few grains of rice in the house, walk out of the room, and if the shape of the rice grains outside the door is different from before, then go back into the house, and repeat four times in sequence. If the surroundings are not clean, you will see 'strangers' when you enter the house for the last time, because we did not enter our own home that time, but entered the Yin Gate by mistake accompanied by 'them'."

"This is the method our ancestors used to look into the graves of the dead. I hope you won't try it casually, lest something really follows you back home."

After saying this, the yellow fox walked to the corner of the stairs, picked up a few grains of rice and scattered them at the entrance of the corridor. Strangely enough, after he left, the number of rice grains scattered on the ground decreased a lot.

"Now it officially begins." Huang Hu took a deep breath, his expression solemn, as if he was doing something very dangerous.

He sprinkled a few grains of rice outside the fourth ward from the left, then opened the door and entered.

Turning the camera on his phone, Huang Hu took pictures of everything in the house: "Everyone, remember the positions of the various objects in the house. They may change on their own later."

Scanning the barrage of comments, Huang Hu fixed his phone on the bedside. From this angle he could just see the door of the ward.

"Be careful, a stranger may come in later." After he said that, he opened the door and walked out. After sprinkling a few grains of rice, he walked out of the room and closed the door.

In a place where the camera couldn't see, Huang Hu took out another mobile phone and pressed one-touch dialing. After two rings, he hung up directly. This was the secret code he and Li Xu arranged.

He turned his head and looked at where Li Xu was hiding, but the other party did not respond to him.

"Where is he? Is he still putting on makeup?" Huang Hu didn't dare to disappear from the live broadcast room for too long. After staying for a few seconds, he pushed the door open again. He said nervously to the phone that was broadcasting live: "I seemed to hear footsteps just now! It came from the entrance of the corridor! Something is coming, and it is getting closer and closer to me."

After saying this, the yellow fox scattered the rice and walked out of the ward again.

He looked towards the corridor. It was completely silent, like a black ocean.

I called Li Xu's phone again. It rang three or four times, but still no one responded: "This guy failed me at the critical moment?"

"I can't get through on the phone. What on earth is that guy doing?" Feeling irritated, the back of Huang Hu's neck felt strangely itchy. He scratched it hard a few times: "Why does it feel like there's someone sitting on my neck?"