The haunted house chosen by the platform was quite authentic.
It's not the kind of artificial haunted house with a few scary props and staff dressed in unkempt clothes with distorted expressions.
It's a proper haunted house with a long history and a tragic love story.
The building in front of us is a typical Republican-era building, a two-story structure with some foreign architectural influences, which was very stylish and luxurious for that era.
The descendants who own this house are very business-minded. They don't care about the desolation of the yard at all, letting the weeds and unknown flowers grow wildly.
The moon hid behind the clouds, and the dilapidated parasols and rusty tables and chairs in the courtyard exuded an eerie sense of decay.
The house door was tightly shut, and the windows were pitch black, like black eyes watching the intruders.
The cameraman unloaded equipment from the vehicle, and the person in charge of the trip called Yi Mu and Zong Ao aside.
"We went inside this house before and there was nothing unusual. It has all the lights and other fixtures, but it's quite old."
Once you're inside, create some excitement and hype. After the live stream ends, we'll stay overnight and head back tomorrow morning.
Yi Mu nodded and took the bag handed to him by the person in charge.
Inside there was a flashlight, two rows of batteries, and a metal rod.
There is also a small front-facing camera.
This device is the live streaming camera, which directly presents what they see to their fans.
Upon entering the courtyard, Yi Mu and Zong Ao turned on the camera together.
After coughing twice, Yi Mu gave his usual self-introduction during his live stream.
"Wolf, give us a shout too, let's build some courage first."
Zong Ao glanced at him, surprised by his completely different image from before; he seemed like a different person once he started the live stream.
"Hello everyone, I'm Wolf."
Yi Mu joked, "Brother Zong is really concise. I hope he can be just as steady inside."
A cold wind was blowing, it was a bit scary.
The chat in their live streams started scrolling, with people competing to send gifts, neither giving an inch.
Unaware of any of this, the two walked around the overgrown courtyard and reached the door.
The door opened easily, and Yi Mu stepped inside first, smelling an indescribable odor.
It wasn't a foul smell, but it just didn't smell good. It smelled like something had been fermenting for too long, a musty, damp, and lifeless odor.
Turn on the entryway light, and the crystal chandelier in the living room will cast its light.
Yi Mu and Zong Ao raised their eyebrows almost simultaneously.
The house is so clean and bright that it's almost blindingly bright. It's like a typical Republican-era interior design you see in movies and TV shows, exuding classical refinement in every detail.
It's so different from a traditional haunted house that fans in the live stream were exclaiming that it was like accidentally stumbling into a film studio.
"This is completely unexpected. It seems that tonight I can only give you a brief introduction to the architectural style of the Republic of China era. The ghosts and monsters you're looking forward to will probably be disappointed."
Yi Mu and Zong Ao lingered in the lobby downstairs for a while, showing their fans the layout before heading up the stairs.
Just as the two reached the middle staircase on the second floor, Zong Ao suddenly turned his head sharply, his eyes shooting towards the floor of the hall.
The live stream chat exploded as the camera caught a black shadow darting past at lightning speed, looking incredibly eerie.
"What's wrong?" Yi Mu, oblivious, followed Zong Ao's gaze.
If I'm not mistaken, that thing has a tail, so it's very likely just an animal.
Zong Ao calmly turned his head, his voice carrying a reassuring quality.
"It's nothing, let's keep going."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
