Chapter 17 The atmosphere and emotions are rising

Netizen ID: I am a freeloader, rich ladies please contact me.

Meng Yusi is still singing this song in a loop.

[The rich woman who is living a life of luxury contacted me: This song is about a fiancée who is waiting for her fiancé to finish high school and come back to get married.

But the result was that when the boy returned from high school, the girl was raped by a bad man and hanged herself.

The man was grief-stricken, and despite his family's opposition, he fulfilled his marriage contract with the woman and held a ghost marriage.

Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and drove to look for Meng Yusi.

The phone still played Meng Yusi's plaintive and tearful female singing voice.

Yuan Qingqing glanced at the screen from time to time and saw the comments from netizens.

[Oh, that man is kind and righteous, what else can that female ghost be dissatisfied with that she comes out to harm others.]

[Could it be that this scoundrel is the evil man who raped a woman in the past? ]

[It's revenge, the man didn't wrong the woman, why did she come out to do evil? 】

[Why are you still discussing the story of the song? This is not something that has been passed down from the past. The story is also made up. ]

[There are no ghosts in this world. If there are any, it is probably the two anchors working together to do something wrong. ]

[Are there really no ghosts? This song of mine already makes my scalp tingle, and if you look at the gentle villain, it looks very real, and even scarier.]

Yuan Qingqing looked at Meng Yusi's behavior, still wearing the red veil.

But he looked as if he was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, and there seemed to be an extra red silk ribbon on his hand.

Meng Yusi held the 'red silk' in his hand, bent over, looked at the air opposite him, and bowed three times into the hall.

After worshipping heaven and earth, I seemed to be back in my new home.

Then Meng Yusi struggled violently, tearing his clothes with one hand.

There were no frightened cries for help, only faint sobbing sounds.

Meng Yusi lay on the ground, his body swaying back and forth.

It was as if there was someone pressing on him and doing something offensive to him.

The red veil was still on his head and never fell off.

The vague facial features, namely the eyes, shed two lines of tears, wetting the red veil.

This scene really makes people's scalps tingle and goosebumps appear.

[Oh my god, is this really an act? ]

[If this is an acting, I strongly recommend that Siwen Xialuo enter the entertainment industry. His acting skills are too good. ]

[My mind told me not to look at it, but my eyes couldn't control myself. I was afraid but also loved to look at it.]

[Don't be afraid, I have a quilt to protect me. ]

[Where is the anchor who is still trying to stir up trouble even though she is covered in shit? Why is she not talking? The screen is also pitch black. Isn’t she cooperating with the performance? ]

【The anchor is as shown in the ID, so this is fake. 】

Yuan Qingqing: "Of course we are going to save people, otherwise why are we working here?"

Mainly, she said it was useless.

The female ghost has possessed Meng Yusi.

The female ghost is now just acting out everything she experienced in her lifetime.

【Netizen: What does the anchor mean? I don’t quite understand. 】

[What do we do at the construction site? Of course, we are going to argue with each other. This is where the arguing people gather. They are talking about us arguing people.]

[Anchor 666, cursing is too advanced, let the netizens curse themselves. 】

The netizens who have been arguing have been offended.

[The anchor is being superstitious here, click to report. ]

Soon, we arrived at the parking lot of Park Lake.

Yuan Qingqing parked the car, got out immediately, and headed towards Meng Yus's location.

The park lake is very large, with orange lights spreading all over the ground. When the wind blows, the water surface is surprisingly calm.

Yuan glanced at the live broadcast room lightly, his face looking gloomy.

Meng Yusi got up from the ground and threw the non-existent "Red Lotus" high in the air.

Then the whole person floated into the air and hung on the non-existent "Hong Ling".

[Oh my god, is there a special effect of standing in the air in the live broadcast room? ]

【Everyone, come and find the wire rope. 】

[Live broadcasts are really hard work now, even special effects and intimidation are used. Isn't this better than a TV series? 】

[Wow, is it possible that there are no special effects, no wires, but the host is possessed? ]

Yuan Qingqing was still not completely sure of Meng Yusi's location. When he floated up, she saw the background in the distance.

That's a tower, right opposite.

Yuan Qingqing ran over quickly.

Live broadcast room.

Meng Yusi was put down and lay flat on his back, as if he had died.

But soon, it floated into the air again, as if it was lifted up by two people.

He was carried little by little towards the lake.

The comments section exploded again.

I haven't seen a single ghost, but I feel like there are ghosts everywhere.

[Oh my god, there really is a ghost, please protect me. ]

[You may not believe it, but I do. Uncle Ying, please protect me.]

[Is the guy upstairs stupid? Uncle Ying is in charge of the zombies. ]

[If anyone is nearby, please expose these two fake anchors. ]

[Save the scumbag first, he's about to be thrown into the water. ]

Meng Yusi, wearing a red veil, had floated to the edge of the lake without any help, and was just a little bit away from the surface of the lake.

The whole head was stiff and tilted to the side.

Then, Meng Yusi raised his hand, lifted the red veil, and revealed his face.

The glasses are still there, but at first glance, her eyes are as charming as a woman's.

Meng Yusi smiled shyly: "My husband, I am here to accompany you."

He is shy, but he is a man, and he is extremely scary, especially his voice is a thin female voice.

Double the terror.

What’s even more terrifying is that just after he finished speaking, Meng Yusi’s body looked like it was about to be thrown out.

"Meng Yusi!"

As the netizen held his breath and watched Meng Yusi being thrown into the water, he heard Yuan Qingqing's voice.

Meng Yusi also seemed to have reacted, moving his head stiffly and looking at Yuan Qingqing.

Yuan Qingqing hasn't prepared the props yet and now has nothing in her hands.

So she didn't act rashly.

Yuan Qingqing and Meng Yusi, or the ghost bride, looked at each other.

Neither of them made any move, they just stared at each other quietly.

But it gave netizens a sense of déjà vu of a decisive battle between two powerful men, and the power of the duel between the two was in the air.

Netizens stopped refreshing their screens and subconsciously held their breath, waiting for the duel between the two to begin.

"Hahaha."

Meng Yusi, who was lying horizontally in the air, suddenly stood up and burst into laughter.

"Little Tea Rabbit, how is it, is my acting convincing?"

"You're not even as good as me. I'm scared. The number of views is rising rapidly."

"I won't lose in terms of operations, hahaha."

The atmosphere of terror and tension had already been created, but Meng Yusi just smiled like this.

Netizens were confused, angry, and started cursing.

[Fuck, the cheating anchor has no penis, and the son he gave birth to has no asshole. ]

[Damn it, I went from not believing it to believing it, my emotions were aroused, and now they tell me it’s a lie.]

[I can't stand it. I will die right now and turn into a fierce ghost at night and go to Meng Yusi.]

Meng Yusi: "Okay, today's live broadcast ends here. We will continue tomorrow. Remember to be on time..."

"ah!!!"

A woman screamed in a mournful and permeable voice.

Immediately afterwards, the cursing netizens also saw the most terrifying scene ever!