Chapter 57: Black fans kneel down and beg for mercy, thank you master for saving my life
The so-called ghost wall means that you keep going around in circles in one place and can't get out no matter what you do.
"Ghost Wall? There are no ghosts in this world!"
Lin Yisheng’s live broadcast room is called the Anti-Supernatural Alliance. If they admit that there are ghosts in the world at this time, will they still do their live broadcast?
This is not just telling everyone that the previous videos were fake, they really became a joke.
"No, it's impossible, don't exaggerate!" Lin Yisheng said that as long as I don't believe it, I won't be afraid.
"The so-called ghost wall is when people's consciousness is hazy and they can't tell the direction. It's just a trick."
The four people's shivering appearance was really funny. The duck is dead and only its mouth is left standing.
Her eyes fell on the back of Lin Yisheng, wanting to see how these four people were going to get out of the villa.
"Okay, then do whatever you want!" Meng Fuling didn't want to give in to them: "Just go live!"
'Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong!'
Suddenly, a shrill sound was heard, startling everyone slightly.
"What's that sound?" Lin Yisheng became nervous. "It feels like my phone is ringing."
"My phone didn't ring!" The person next to him shook his head: "Whose phone rang?"
Several people looked at each other, and the air suddenly became so cold that it made people's backs chill.
Following the sound, I saw a dusty piano next to me making some noise.
The keys played by themselves, producing a melodious sound, but soon the tone became harsh, terrifying, and creepy.
There was a sound coming from the ground, as if someone was walking on it, leaving a series of footprints on the floor.
"Squeak, squeak!" The wall seemed to be scratched by something, leaving clearly visible scratches.
"Ghost, ghost!" Several people were so scared that their legs went limp, but Lin Yisheng still refused to admit it.
"This, this isn't true. This must be someone making things up. There's no such thing as a ghost."
Meng Fuling watched the video with his chin hanging down, because they couldn't see that seven or eight ghosts with distorted faces were staring at him.
Even those who don't believe in ghosts are trembling with fear now.
'Crack' There was a sound of thunder outside the window, followed by lightning.
The dazzling light slanted in, illuminating the face of the ghost beside him.
The scarlet eyes suddenly widened, and the blood from the corners of the eyes dripped to the ground.
"Ah!" Lin Yisheng screamed, and raised his head tremblingly to see someone hanging on the roof.
The disheveled female ghost had a dark face and a long tongue, and the rope was swinging with a creaking sound.
[Oh my god, I was so scared! This is the first time I’ve seen a hanged ghost.]
[The eighteen members of the family were murdered in the villa. The ghosts of these people are still here after they died.]
[So don't go to a haunted house and explore it if you have nothing to do. You are surrounded by ghosts now.]
[Four distinguished guests, please come upstairs. Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital welcomes you! ]
As expected of a fan of Meng Fuling’s live broadcast room, he was as excited to see a ghost as he was to see cockroaches in his kitchen at home.
"Ghost!" He roared, collapsed to the ground, and ran downstairs first: "Run!"
The four people got up from the ground in a panic and crawled downstairs.
This is the fourth floor, which they can never get out of, even if they run their legs off.
Several people collapsed on the ground exhausted, having run for half an hour but still unable to escape.
The worst thing Lin Yisheng had ever done in his life was to disobey advice and come to this haunted house. He was so scared that he started begging for help.
"Master, Master, save me!" He knelt on the ground and begged for help.
"I was blind and bumped into you before. Please save us!"
"I understand the divination fee!" He trembled as he brushed the carnival for Meng Fuling, brushing it non-stop with a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound.
"That's enough!" Meng Fuling stopped him: "I can save you."
"Actually, they didn't mean to kill you. They just had unfinished business before they left, so they refused to leave."
Lin Yisheng was now as obedient as a cat, completely devoid of his previous provocation.
"Now you listen to me." Meng Fuling said with cold eyes: "Bite the tip of your tongue first."
She began to chant: "All living beings, the illusory path, see through the fog, break!"
"Follow me and chant the spell, then spit the blood from the tip of your tongue toward the stairs."
Lin Yisheng bit the tip of his tongue tremblingly as instructed, and immediately the smell of blood filled his mouth.
With a "puff", the blood in his mouth spit out onto the ground.
The evil spirits around him instantly turned into black smoke and disappeared, and the stairs in front of him became clearly visible.
Several people finally ran out of the haunted house and all lay on the ground howling.
"Mom, I'm never going to a haunted house again. I was trapped in this haunted house and could hardly get out."
"What on earth is on the fourth floor? Why are there so many ghosts?"
"There really are ghosts in this world. I will never again seek death and attract ghosts. I almost lost my life."
They didn't want any equipment or tents anymore, they just wanted to get out of this damn place as soon as possible.
"Thank you, Master, for saving my life!" Lin Yisheng worshipped him on the spot: "From now on, you will be my great-grandmother."
After the call ended, Meng Fuling picked up her phone and called the police: "Hello, Captain Yao."
"Yes, it's me!" she said calmly, "I want to report it!"
"Did you see the live broadcast? There's stolen goods hidden on the fourth floor of Shangri-La Villa. Please go and collect them."
Although Yao Feng was following Meng Fuling's live broadcast, he hadn't discovered anything just now: "What kind of stolen goods is this?"
"You'll find out when you take someone with you. To avoid any complications, call me when you get there!"
"Remember, don't go at night, go there at 12 noon!"
If it were in the past, he would definitely question her on the spot, but now he believes her words.
After all, she had helped the police solve cases several times in a row. Yao Feng responded tacitly: "Okay, I understand!"
"Master, did you find something? Why don't you just tell me where it is?"
[Yeah, what on earth was hidden on the fourth floor of that villa that required calling the police?]
[Master, could this family massacre be related to this thing? Do you know the murderer?]
[The master has a reason for not saying anything. The murderer of this family has yet to be caught.]
"It can't be said!" Meng Fuling smiled faintly and hesitated to speak.
The last live broadcast of today has ended, and the remaining questions will need to be resolved tomorrow.
After she ended the live broadcast, her phone suddenly vibrated.
"Ding-ling-ling!" The number marked with my agent, Sister Yang, called.
Meng Fuling answered the phone, and an angry woman's voice came from the other end: "Meng Fuling."
"Are you crazy? Have you forgotten that you are an artist of Lu Entertainment Company?"
She cursed him out loud, "Who asked you to do a metaphysics livestream? And you actually sent the chairman to jail?"
"Now that two of our artists have had their reputations ruined, and even the Pure Color Club under the group has been shut down, are you trying to bring our company down?"
"If you don't want to quit, don't drag me down with you. The higher-ups are about to fire me."
"Sister Yang?" Meng Fuling searched her mind. This woman was Yang Chengying, who was arranged by the entertainment company to take care of her.
Because she is not popular, she is rarely seen. Fuyun and Fang Yi are both under the Lu Group.
After the live broadcast with her, one of them collapsed and another killed someone, and even the most profitable Pure Color Club under the Lu Group was closed down.
The Lu Group was already facing a crisis because of Lu Chengfeng's murder, and now it has become even worse.
"What deep hatred do you have with the Lu Group? Are you trying to kill the boss?"
After a series of greetings, Yang Chengying finally calmed down: "The company has arranged work for you. Go on a dating show tomorrow!"
"Dating show?" Meng Fuling's eyes were slightly cold: "Are you asking me to go?"
The dating show has been snatched away by Lu Yiyi, and now the Lu family hates her to the core, so how could they be so kind as to give her the opportunity.
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