"It seems like someone stepped on my shoulder!" The tall and thin boy who told the first ghost story had a trembling voice.
Everyone fell silent because of this sentence, leaving only the rustling sound of leaves, like a low laugh. As they listened to this sound, they felt even colder down their spines.
It’s like there’s a pair of feet hanging on your shoulders, ready to step down at any time.
Yue Ya gently stroked the handle of the cup and quietly looked at the tall and thin boy's shoulder. He did not see the person the boy was talking about, but found that a banyan tree whisker had fallen on the boy's shoulder.
Yueya looked at Feifei and saw that its eyes were wide open and there seemed to be some confusion in its eyes.
Feifei also seemed unsure whether there was cat food.
After a while, the director patted his thigh and broke the silence: "This ghost story is wonderful!"
The assistant director understood what the director meant and followed suit: "Hahahaha... I've come to the point. Your ghost story is very well adapted to the local conditions and told very well. I almost believed it!"
So everyone thought that the tall and thin boy was trying to be clever and scare them, and they all applauded and cheered.
"It connects the past and the future, short and sharp!"
"You almost played me. It was a false alarm."
"I'm not telling a story, it's true..." The tall and thin boy was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and silently said the word "ghost".
"I can't move, help me!"
Yue Ya noticed that the tall and thin boy stood stiffly without moving, with genuine fear in his eyes. If this reaction was acting, it would at least be at the level of an award-winning actor.
The others also reacted. Their faces turned pale and they stepped back instinctively, leaving a space near the tall and thin boy.
"Don't go..." The tall and thin boy was so scared that he burst into tears.
The director made a "hold steady" gesture to him and whispered to the assistant director, "I don't think he's lying, but if there's a ghost I should be able to see it. There are two possibilities. One is that the ghosts here are too powerful and I can't see them. The other is that he's too frightened and has hallucinations, so he has a physiological reaction, such as numbness. What do you think we should do now?"
The assistant director listened carefully and attentively: “?”
Yue Ya laughed when he heard this. The director gave a thorough analysis and finally asked "what to do?", which must have confused people.
The director heard him laugh and turned to look at him with a wary look in his eyes, as if silently asking him, "You didn't get tricked too, did you?"
Yue Ya shook the cup, and the half-full water created beautiful ripples: "We'll know what's going on if we try it."
He raised his hand and poured the water in the cup onto the tall and thin boy's shoulders, washing away the banyan tree beard hanging on his shoulder.
The tall and thin boy shuddered and said dully, "Can I move now?"
Yue Ya said coldly: "Why are you standing there? Squat down."
The tall and thin boy squatted down obediently, and the tree beard that bounced back passed over his head and slowly stopped.
The tall and thin boy didn't dare to stay here any longer. He moved two or three meters away before sitting on the ground exhausted.
The director said, "Look, there is no ghost here. It's just an illusion. The glass of water that Xiaoyue threw stimulated him and he got better. You all know that I have seen ghosts before. If there is a ghost here, I will definitely see it."
The NPCs trusted the director very much and no one doubted him. Moreover, it was a one-man show by the tall and thin boy from beginning to end and no one saw any ghosts or heard any sounds.
They have relaxed and started to praise Yueya:
"Host Xiaoyue is really smart. Her adaptability is amazing!"
"Otherwise, how can you be the anchor of our program?"
But Yue Ya knew that what happened just now was not just a play or an illusion. It was the banyan tree's whiskers that were causing trouble, and it was probably related to the hanged ghost in the legend.
The atmosphere calmed down amidst the joking, and someone asked tentatively, "Then shall we continue our warm-up game?"
Everyone was a little hesitant, and no one took the initiative to tell the next ghost story. If this continued, the scene would become boring. The director said, "Of course we have to continue. Is that all your courage? Who will be the next one?"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to raise their hands. After all, what happened just now was very mysterious, and no one could guarantee that they would not be implicated.
"Director, come on," Yue Ya lazily stroked the cat in his arms, "Didn't you say you saw a ghost? I've always been curious about the details."
The director repeatedly mentioned this matter, and it is worth digging deeper into it. Even if there is no gain, there will be no loss.
Now is a good time to ask.
"Director, here! Director, here!"
Since the director asked to continue, let him do it, the NPCs started to make a fuss.
The director was in a dilemma and had himself screwed. He raised his hand to ask everyone to be quiet: "This is my personal experience. I'm not afraid to scare you if I tell you about it. Since you want to listen, then I'll tell you."
The yard returned to silence again, and the chirping of insects in the grass became more obvious.
The director cleared his throat. "This happened two years ago. When I was out collecting folk songs, I saw a ghost in an old house. Its limbs were long and thin, and its belly was as big as a water ball. I was very brave at the time, and my first reaction was not to run, but to raise my camera and take a picture. I didn't turn off the flash, so the thing might have been flashed and disappeared. The old people said that my physique is more yin, and I am more likely to encounter ghosts than you, so if there is a ghost here, I should be able to see it too."
Everyone remained silent, waiting for the next part, until the director asked, "Who's next?"
Yue Ya asked him, "Are you done?"
The director nodded: "That's it."
Everyone uttered "That's it" in unison.
I thought it was so scary, but it turned out to be just a ghost. Maybe I was just dazzled.
Yueya thought for a moment and asked him, "Where is that photo?"
"I printed it out and kept it with me to remind myself of the original intention of doing this column," the director paused and said, "Do you want to see it?"
Yue Ya nodded: "Let's see."
The director took out his wallet and put it on his desk. Inside the wallet was a photo in black and white. A blurry black figure could be seen. It was just as he said, with long limbs and a big belly. I didn't find it scary when I heard the story, but when I saw the photo, it made my scalp tingle.
Yueya wanted to see more clearly, so he moved forward, and Feifei followed him forward.
"Tick-tock..." Feifei's saliva dripped onto the photo, and then something strange happened - the ghost in the photo moved!
Before he could see it more clearly, the wallet was taken away by the NPC and passed around. When it came back to him, the ghost had moved back to its original position, as if he was seeing things.
The director took back his wallet. Yue Ya looked him in the eye and asked, "Didn't you investigate the story there later?"
As a director of a supernatural program, Yue Ya doesn't believe that he will give up.
"I checked. An old lady nearby told me that the old house was previously occupied by a wizard who raised ghosts. Later, the wizard moved away, and maybe a ghost was left there. She is so old that all her teeth have fallen out, and she doesn't remember where the wizard moved to," the director spread his hands, "The clue ends here."
The baby-faced NPC exclaimed, "What a pity, otherwise we could have done a show about it. Where is that place, director?"
The director thought about it and said, "It's also nearby, about two streets away."
"What's the house number?" asked the baby-faced man again.
"It should be number 4."
Yue Ya took note of the work badge of the baby-faced man. His name was Xiao Wang and he was an intern.
"Have you all eaten and drunk enough? We are about to officially start working. The two anchors can take turns. We will finish work later tonight." The director put away his wallet and said to Yue Ya, "Is it okay for anchor Xiaoyue to go on stage first?"
Yueya nodded. After that round of "game", his sleepiness had gone a lot and he could still hold on for a while.
The director was quite professional when recording the program, and Yueya's job was very simple, which was to memorize the script in advance, take a camera to visit the mansion, and introduce the background of the place.
As soon as he started working, he began to feel sleepy again, and for some reason, his forehead, which had only been cold before, began to hurt. He was uncomfortable, his expression was cold, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away. The director felt that this would better highlight the gloom of the house, and did not ask him to change it.
Feifei had been following Yueya diligently, and when they arrived at the main hall of the house, it suddenly became excited, running around the house, jumping up and down, as if it was chasing something.
His back felt a little cold, but Yue Ya was too sleepy to care. He suppressed his sleepiness and finished recording the last part. He yawned and said, "Fei Fei, let's go."
Feifei ran while panting, then flexibly changed direction and rushed into his arms.
The director put down the camera: "Not bad, it went smoothly."
The assistant director was very good-tempered and took the initiative to say, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyue. How about we check the video first? It won't take long."
It would be troublesome if we need to reshoot tomorrow. Yueya watched the video with us. There were no problems at the beginning. The director was very satisfied and had a smile on his face.
When I quickly looked back, I saw a shadow suddenly flash past Yue Ya from behind!
Everyone present was shocked and subconsciously held their breath.
Yueya slowly opened her half-closed eyes and said in a cold voice, "Go back and look."
The director didn't know why, but subconsciously did what he said.
"Pause." As soon as Yue Ya opened his mouth, the director quickly pressed the pause button, and a strange picture appeared clearly in front of them.
"There's a ghost!" the assistant director screamed.
In the camera, Yue Ya had a cold expression, his dark eyes staring at the camera. Behind him, a man in a blood-stained shirt was floating, making a scissors hand gesture towards the camera, as if he was taking a photo with Yue Ya.
The man in blood-stained clothes had pale skin and a long tongue hanging down, which was really a bit scary.
This was probably a shooting accident. The assistant director was about to cry: "Director, didn't you say you could see ghosts?"
Such a big ghost is dangling right in front of your camera, how come you can't see it?
The director was also panicked and stammered, "Mistake, mistake."
Yueya raised her chin and said, "Continue playing."
The director pressed play obediently, and stopped immediately when Yue Ya shouted.
This time the scene changed. The man in blood-stained clothes was still behind Yue Ya, but he looked at the ground with a horrified expression. He was a little blurry because of fear, and his originally ferocious face looked a little ridiculous.
"Hiss," the director gasped, "What did this ghost see? What else can a ghost be afraid of?"
Yueya pointed to the fixed camera in the living room and said, "Just check it out and you'll know."
But he already had the answer in his mind. The only thing in this house that could scare a ghost was...
The assistant director immediately copied the video footage from the fixed camera. This camera was shooting a panoramic view, and they also found the ghost in it, and it was even clearer.
After the man in blood-stained clothes made the scissors hand gesture behind Yue Ya, a white kitten suddenly sprinted over and pounced on the man in blood-stained clothes' thighs, resulting in the scene they captured of the ghost being frightened and deformed.
Yue Ya pointed at the deformed face and glanced at the director with a smile: "The show effect you wanted has appeared. Are you happy?"
The director said with a bitter face: "The show is very effective, but I can't bear it..."
Yueya patted his shoulder and called Feifei to go with him.
Everyone in the room followed his back with their eyes.
"where did you go?"
Yueya: "Sleep."
Everyone was stunned. He had just taken a photo with a ghost and was calm and only wanted to sleep. How big was this young man's heart?
The director burst into tears: "I want to steal cats. Owning Feifei means having a sense of security."
The assistant director also shed tears: "Let's form a team and steal together."
[Team up to steal cats +1]
[The fierce cat Fei Fei is so funny that he scares ghosts into deformed shapes]
[Sure enough, nothing can stop the host from sleeping, and the live broadcast style is still the familiar one: Feifei eating broadcast + Yuezai sleeping broadcast]
Yueya returned to his room. It was the first time he lived with someone else, so he wrote a sign and hung it on the head of the bed, which read: Warm reminder: I am grumpy when I wake up, please do not disturb me.
His forehead was aching, and he touched it, and it seemed like there was a small bump. He looked in the mirror and saw nothing unusual, but he always felt like something was about to come out. Could it be an illusion caused by the pain?
He will be fine after a good night's sleep. When he was a child, he would use sleep to numb himself when he felt uncomfortable, and gradually he developed this habit.
The battery was completely gone, and Yue fell on the bed and fell asleep.
He finally fell asleep amidst the torment of pain, but not long after, he was awakened by a sharp and piercing noise, as if many hands were scratching the bed at the same time.
He opened his eyes irritably and heard Feifei's cry, besides which there was also a cry of fear.
After careful listening, he realized that the crying sound came from the upper bunk. It was his enthusiastic and honest roommate who was crying.
Yueya grabbed a handful of hair, and when his palm brushed across his forehead, he felt another sharp pain, which woke him up. Feifei lay on his pillow, pressed his head and licked his forehead. After licking, it didn't hurt so much, but the bloating feeling didn't disappear.
He picked up Feifei, got up and looked at the upper bunk. Ah Hai was facing the wall, covered with a quilt, looking bulgy and still shivering.
Yueya knocked on the edge of the bed and said in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong with you?"
Ah Hai's voice was painful: "Something seems to be wrong with my back..."
Yueya frowned and lifted his quilt. Ah Hai was shirtless, and there were four deformed pale arms on his shoulder blades. The four hands were pointing in different directions, and the fingers painted with crimson nail polish were moving in the air. Because of these four hands, Ah Hai looked like a giant mutant centipede.
Ah Hai suddenly twitched, and the skin on his back cracked, revealing a blood-red eye.
"Don't meddle in other people's business. I'll leave after getting the material." A woman's voice sounded in the room.
This sentence was like adding fuel to the fire, and Yueya's irritation that she had been suppressing for a long time suddenly rose up.
"I really hate being woken up." Yue Ya's voice remained calm, but when he raised his face, the shadow faded and his eyes were filled with hostility.
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