The netizens in the live broadcast room were excited.
"Oh my god! This black fog is so scary no matter how I look at it. Does black fog ever happen in real life?"
"How could black fog be produced naturally? Only extreme weather, accompanied by some black matter, would produce this phenomenon. But judging from the picture, everything is quiet and silent, so this possibility is ruled out."
"This time doesn't feel easy. It's the most difficult time Master Song has ever had in his live broadcast."
Ordinary people can see some tricks after watching the live broadcast more often, and they all expressed their concern for Master Song.
"Oh, by the way, why hasn't our porter shown up? Isn't he a big shot?"
"They're in prison, living a straight line between work and work. They're very self-disciplined. They're not like us who stay up all night and look at our phones."
Everyone is full of irony.
When everyone learned from fans who had returned from the park that the porter was a criminal lurking in the live broadcast room, they were so angry that they wanted to throw things.
They used to lick him as "Big Brother", who knew he would be this kind of guy!
This feeling of being deceived and fooled makes them look stupid.
and......
If you want to cheat, then cheat. Why not treat everyone equally?
It's abominable to let these guys who went there brag and show off!
(The park is as terrifying as hell! This is for the novel's plot, so please remember it!!!)
"Why is Master Song's perspective different this time? It seems like it's tied to his knees?" Someone asked a soul-searching question.
If Song Xiner saw this comment, she would be so angry that she would faint.
"Oh, that's right. Just now, the whole scene was of stairs. I thought the camera was pointing downwards a bit, but now it looks different. But what does it matter? Master Song must have her reasons for doing this."
After chatting, everyone started to focus on the live broadcast again.
on site.
The black fog was everywhere, with a strange green color. With the naked eye, one could see the black fog moving, as if it had consciousness and was an anthropomorphic horror.
Song Xiner stood not far from the entrance of the Taoist temple, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
The reason why the black fog with green in it is formed is that the evil spirits inside have begun to undergo a qualitative change.
There was no sign of panic on Song Xiner's face as she methodically lit the prepared yellow paper torches.
A flashlight is useless here.
Now, there is finally some glimmer of light.
The ivory-white stone gate of the Taoist temple was covered with densely packed yellow talisman papers. Some of these talismans were still strong, while others had turned to ashes.
Song Xiner looked to the side of the door and saw a small shed there.
She narrowed her eyes and walked over there.
When they arrived in front of the table, the scene before them stunned the audience in the live broadcast room.
"Damn! Is that a mummy?!"
In fact, the picture in the live broadcast room was not very clear, but these people used high technology and full attention in order to watch the horror movie.
So someone discovered it.
"Ahhhh! This is so scary! What the hell is this place?!"
"I don't know. I was shivering while watching the live broadcast alone. I buried my head in the quilt. Oh, yeah, I forgot to bury my butt."
"I went to my roommate's bed."
"The one upstairs, is this your excuse? (evil smile)"
"Go away, that's not an excuse! I'm just scared, I'm not a sissy~!"
The live broadcast room was filled with laughter and fear, and was full of joy.
At the scene, there was a table and a stool in the small shed, and a skinny figure was sitting on the stool with his eyes lowered in meditation.
This is the Master of Whispering.
After just a few months of not seeing him, he has become like this.
Song Xiner shook her head slightly.
It can be seen that Master Whispering prayed to her devoutly during his lifetime.
He also used all his life's knowledge to keep the evil spirits out of the door.
Song Xiner took out a piece of talisman paper, which was blank.
And she had no pen.
Song Xiner put her index and middle fingers together and slid them casually on the talisman paper. Miraculously, a faint purple light was reflected on the talisman paper.
Then she put the talisman on Master Whisper's forehead.
The talisman paper had no double-sided tape or glue, but it stuck tightly to the paper, and even the slightest breeze could not blow it off at all.
This talisman paper can not only prevent evil spirits from possessing him, but also offset some of the punishment from heaven.
The cause and effect of helping each other has disappeared.
Song Xiner withdrew her gaze and focused on the black fog in the Taoist temple.
She narrowed her eyes, and a lavender eye-like shape appeared between her eyebrows.
At this moment, the shape of the black fog in her eyes was completely different.
She saw a huge creature with four limbs and green eyes, looking down at her.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect there would be such a spirit in this world! It's a great tonic!"
The black fog made a whining sound, but Song Xiner listened to every word it meant.
Song Xiner raised her head and looked at him.
"Humph! You've just transformed into a conscious evil spirit and are at your weakest. Do you think I'll be scared of you if you act this scary?"
Song Xiner stood on her feet, her face was stubborn and a faint purple light appeared around her body, she looked like a fairy child who had descended to earth!
When the evil spirit heard this, the black mist swirled even faster, as if it wanted to scare her with such terrifying momentum.
"You guessed right. I can't leave, but you don't dare come in either. If you do, you'll be stepping into a natural den of ghosts. Do you want to take that risk?"
"If possible, I would like to make a deal with you. After I transform into a great master, I will not harm your life. I will only seek out evil people and absorb their desires. What do you think?"
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