Chapter 96
Wei Ziming is a relatively well-known horror game anchor. In addition to live-streaming various games online, he also goes on adventures offline based on the strong recommendations of his fans, and occasionally brings fans who come to watch him to join in the fun.
His live broadcasts were of high quality, he was good at speaking and responding to jokes, he had a good temper and was very courageous, and he soon found a place in various live broadcasts.
After attending the offline anchor meeting in Chongming City, he learned while having dinner in a hotel that there was an abandoned community in Wutong Town under Chongming City. It was said that it was haunted very seriously in the past. Residents living in the residential buildings either died or were scared by the supernatural phenomena and moved away overnight. The government sent several waves of people to check but did not find any problems. However, as long as you live here, you will be haunted by nightmares at night and be in a trance during the day, which is very easy to get into trouble.
The incident became more and more serious, and there was no clear scientific explanation. Later, people in the residential buildings in this area died or moved away one after another. Everyone had heard about what happened here, so even if the houses in this area were listed at very low prices on real estate websites, few were sold.
The same problems also occurred after those who bought the houses at low prices moved in, and the death problem even became more serious. Later, the government had no choice but to step in and buy out the community at a very low price, and then set up a cordon, and the area was completely abandoned.
When Wei Ziming first heard this story, his nerves as a host immediately stood up and he thought of a radar.
This is simply the best live broadcast material!
He has basically live-streamed all the famous horror games in this period. The less famous ones either had design problems, logic problems, or were simply crudely drawn. He picked and chose a few to live-stream, and the response was not very good. He has already updated his horror game reviews and appreciation for nearly ten episodes!
Wei Ziming has recently been considering live streaming his adventure offline. The impact of two-dimensional vision and sound is ultimately no match for three-dimensional, but he has not yet decided on the location for the live streaming adventure.
Although he didn't believe in ghosts, the places where ghosts were rumored to be haunted were quite remote. He was more worried about his own safety than encountering ghosts.
This place was shortlisted as one of the candidate live broadcast locations. Wei Ziming conducted a few days of investigation from morning till night. Many people knew about this incident at that time, but not many people experienced it firsthand. Most people just spread it through rumors.
Wei Ziming understood immediately.
Gossip, as it is passed around, will become more and more outrageous. Everyone loves to watch the fun, and those who understand will understand.
Wei Ziming was troubled for several days, but finally decided to live broadcast in this abandoned residential building.
First, the live broadcast time agreed between him and his fans was approaching. Second, the live broadcast materials nearby did not sound as famous as this abandoned community. Third, although called it an abandoned community, it was not actually located in a particularly remote suburb. It only took about an hour to get there by car or taxi for everyone, which was much closer than several other locations.
After selecting the location, he moved quickly and prepared everything needed for the live broadcast. He then posted a message on his big account, saying that he would start his offline adventure tomorrow night, and also forwarded it to his fan group.
[Is the King of Rolls going to live stream this time? Or will it be offline? I will definitely support you tomorrow night! ]
[If you really don't know how to come up with a title, let us fans come up with one for you… “Exploring the Cursed Land of Happiness Late at Night” – what's going on in your mind? ! ]
[I translated what Mr. Juan meant in my poor language: The late-night suicide activity in the abandoned community many years ago has begun. Everyone is welcome to watch.]
[Hahahahaha, is there anyone collaborating with Juanjuan this time? ]
…
Wei Ziming's live broadcast account is called "三口五间王". Fans generally call him the "王王", and some call him "Juan Juan" or "老师 Juan". He hasn't done an offline live broadcast for a long time. As soon as the notice of this live broadcast was released, the response was very good, which gave Wei Ziming more confidence.
At around seven o'clock the next evening, Wei Ziming prepared to take a taxi to the abandoned community, but the driver who took his order refused every time he asked. After finally finding a driver who was willing to take him, the driver was unwilling to take him directly to the place he specified. At most, he would take him to a nearby place, and he still had to walk some distance by himself.
Wei Ziming: “…”
When he thought about the 10-20-minute walk ahead, he was very reluctant. Wei Ziming tried to persuade the driver earnestly: "There are no ghosts in this world. We should believe in science. These are all fake. I'll give you an extra 100 yuan. Can you take me there?"
"No, that place is too weird." The driver's head shook like a wave drum, "I'm afraid I'll earn money but not live to spend it."
Wei Ziming gritted his teeth secretly: "Add two hundred!"
The driver still shook his head: "It's not about the money."
Wei Ziming: "...add three hundred."
"At most, it'll be ten minutes from the place we just agreed on——" The driver's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The farthest we can take you is there. If you really can't accept it, get off the car!"
Wei Ziming looked at the driver's expression and guessed that there was really no room for negotiation. He could only shrug his shoulders regretfully: "Okay, give me directions when we get there."
After the discussion, the car slowly moved forward and merged into the evening traffic.
The driver was a middle-aged man with a weathered face. While waiting for the traffic light, he looked at Wei Ziming from the rearview mirror from time to time, his face full of worry.
Wei Ziming has been live-streaming horror games for two or three years, so he is quite courageous. Seeing the driver looking like he was about to say something, he laughed and said, "Uncle, if you have something to say, just say it. There is no need to keep looking at me."
The driver sighed and said, "You young people are curious about everything. You always believe in feudal superstitions and rubbish... That place is really weird. Listen to my advice. Don't go there."
Wei Ziming actually pricked up his ears when he heard this. It was obvious that he knew the inside story. At the very least, he had heard a rumor!
"I'm just curious," Wei Ziming said. "You seem to know something about it. Please tell me about it. It will take an hour to drive there."
The indicator light turned from red to green, and the driver stepped on the accelerator and merged into the traffic. There was a hint of worry between his tired brows: "Ah... That place is really not worth going to!"
"I know you're curious, so I'll tell you something." The driver sighed. "After you listen, you can think about it yourself. We haven't gone far yet, and there's still time to turn back."
Wei Ziming straightened his body, his eyes lit up. If he listened more now, he wouldn't be afraid of having nothing to say during the live broadcast!
"Eighteen years ago, someone bought that piece of land and said they wanted to build a community. When the construction of this land just started, they advertised that it was paved with houses and the unit price was not high, but it was a bit off the beaten track..." The driver took some time out of his busy driving to recall, "Don't say that the promotion was good at the time. If my family hadn't already bought a house and was still carrying a mortgage, we would have wanted to buy one at the time..."
As he spoke, he was thankful: "Fortunately, I didn't buy it at that time, otherwise I would have lost at least 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, and something bad would have happened at home. I don't know how to calculate it."
Seeing that the driver was getting off topic, Wei Ziming quickly brought the subject back to the point: "Uncle! Uncle! Can you please get to the point first?"
Driver: “…”
He said angrily: "You young people are just impatient!"
"That piece of land has been unstable since the beginning of construction. When the excavator was digging the foundation, the soil that came up was blood red and very permeable..."
Wei Ziming: “Oh!”
Good stuff. You can add some tomb-robbing materials into the live broadcast.
"Construction workers living in sheds on the construction site are said to hear ghost cries every night, and some have even seen ghost shadows floating next to building materials..."
Wei Ziming: “Oh oh!”
I get it, the most classic ghost element is here. This element follows a serious process at first glance: you hear the sound first, then you see the image.
"…In short, there were constant disturbances. After we finally finished repairing the community and handed over the houses, many people lived there for only a few days, and people died in several buildings…"
Wei Ziming: “Oh oh oh!”
The most terrifying part is here. A fierce ghost is causing unexplained deaths in the community. Eventually, the deaths become more and more serious, and the government has no choice but to implement emergency control and deploy a formation to suppress the fierce ghost. They are forced to abandon the community!
Very good, the logic is clear and well-reasoned, but the story is too ordinary. He needs to think of something eye-catching and colorful to put in it.
As the driver was talking, he noticed that the eyes of the young man sitting in the back were getting brighter and brighter. It seemed that what he had just said not only did not make people feel scared and give up the idea, but also made people more curious?
Wei Ziming was listening excitedly when the driver suddenly stopped driving. He subconsciously urged: "What happened next?"
The driver said unhappily, “No more!”
Wei Ziming touched his nose angrily: "Uncle, can you say something more..."
However, the driver was obviously irritated by him, and he spoke less afterwards, and did not let Wei Ziming hear any material that could be used to enrich his live broadcast content.
After dropping him off at the agreed location, Wei Ziming scanned the code to pay, and the driver quickly drove away, leaving behind only a trail of exhaust fumes.
Wei Ziming: “…”
He let out a long sigh, looked at the direction the driver pointed him after collecting the money, set up the stabilizer which was a bit troublesome, turned on the flashlight, and walked forward one step forward and one step back.
After walking to a place where he could vaguely see the abandoned building, Wei Ziming took out his phone to check the time. After waiting for a while, he turned on the live broadcast. The fans who were waiting in ambush immediately rushed into the live broadcast room.
[Yo~ The efficiency of the scroll king is so high! 】
[What new emoticons will Mr. Juan give us today? 】
[Can you please turn the camera so I can see where the live broadcast is going to take place today? ]
[Juanjuan, I feel like the sky in your camera is abnormally dark...]
[Hahahahaha, you guys are already creating the atmosphere! You are so dedicated!]
The lively and noisy bullet screen diluted the vague tension and fear in Wei Ziming's heart. He turned the live camera over openly: "Look, it's the abandoned community in front."
After the live broadcast started, he continued to walk forward, chatting with fans in the live broadcast room as he walked: "This abandoned community may really have something. The driver who drove me here refused to take me to the gate of the community. In order to let him take me a little further, I added an extra 300 yuan!"
As he spoke, he exaggeratedly covered his chest, causing fans in the live broadcast room to laugh out loud “Hahahahahahahahaha”.
After walking to the gate of the community, Wei Ziming raised his head and at the same time, raised the live camera: "When I released the live preview before, someone complained that I didn't know how to come up with a title and let you guys crowdfund it. Can you guys take a look at it for yourselves? I was wronged!"
A rusty sign suddenly appeared in the live camera, hanging on the gate of the community, shaky and about to fall down—
[The Land of Happiness].
Wei Zi was clear-headed and said, "What's wrong with 'Exploring the Cursed Land of Happiness Late at Night'?!"
[Ah, yes, yes, you are misleading, hahahahaha]
[It's so funny! No one realized that the Land of Happiness is a name, not a metaphor! ]
[Go in quickly, I can’t wait to take a screenshot of the emoticon package! ]
At the urging of his fans, Wei Ziming tentatively stretched out his hand forward. The rusty iron gate instantly tilted forward and hit the weed-covered ground with a dull sound. Insects and ants instantly scattered in the grass.
Wei Ziming: "...?"
This door is too fragile, isn't it?!
He carefully stepped over the fallen iron gate and probed the grass with a stick to prevent any snakes or poisonous spiders from biting him.
Buildings decay very quickly when there is no one around. This community has been abandoned for more than a decade, and apart from a few main residential buildings, there are almost no traces of human life on the ground.
Wei Ziming walked forward tentatively. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that it was terribly quiet here. The cicada chirping he had heard along the way was completely absent here. Apart from the sound of the stick sweeping the grass and his own breathing, he could not hear any other sounds.
He had been to abandoned places many times, but never before had he been so nervous. Wei Ziming glanced at his live broadcast room and said, "Can you guys post more messages? I'm a little nervous..."
As soon as he said this, which could be considered a sign of weakness, he was met with a barrage of ridicule.
It is easy to have wild thoughts when you are alone in such a remote place. Wei Ziming cleared his throat, mixed up the script he wrote a few days ago and the material narrated by the driver today, sorted out the beginning, and began to narrate softly.
In the extremely quiet abandoned community, Wei Ziming's voice was very soft, and the combination of the wild grass that was almost as tall as a person in the dark night and the dark outlines of buildings not far away made the people in the live broadcast room listen with fear even if they were just watching.
"... and then - 'bang'!" Wei Ziming whispered, "In the deserted night, in the green belt outside the building, blood oozed out little by little. Someone was awakened by the sound, turned on the light and looked around. When he turned around, he suddenly heard someone calling his name..."
"Wei Ziming."
In the live broadcast room, a second person's voice suddenly appeared, light and floating.
It is no exaggeration to say that Wei Ziming's hair stood on end: "Tell me the truth, who is playing a prank on me! You knew I was coming here in advance so you ambushed me, right?"
Someone had done this before in an offline live broadcast, and in the end Wei Ziming made him cry for his parents.
A thin layer of sweat seeped out of Wei Ziming's hand that was holding the stick, making the stick in his palm a little slippery. He stood there for a while, and heard no other sound except his own breathing.
He asked hesitantly, "Did you hear someone calling me just now?"
There were different opinions in the live broadcast room, some said they heard it, and some said they didn't hear it.
Wei Ziming hesitated for a moment and then turned off the eerie background music that accompanied his narration.
It's already dark enough now, he's a little scared QAQ
He calmed down and asked, "Is there anyone who wants to connect with me online?"
It's so brave to hear more voices together.
There are already more than 20,000 fans watching his live broadcast. Wei Ziming simply lets them grab the microphone themselves, and those who grab the microphone can chat with him online for ten minutes.
After someone talked to him, Wei Ziming was not so panicked anymore. He even thought that the voice just now was an illusion caused by his being too nervous.
They wandered around like this for more than half an hour. Except for the residential building, Wei Ziming had already explored the environment of the community thoroughly. He also took them to see a place in the community where fallen leaves had piled up to the point that it was almost unrecognizable as a swimming pool. He also told a horror story in a sinister tone, scaring the fans in the live broadcast room to jump around.
"The main event is about to begin!" Wei Ziming had adjusted himself in the past half an hour and was in a good state for live broadcasting. He aimed the camera at the dark gatehouse and lowered his voice, "Let's take a look at what the building, which has been abandoned for more than a decade, looks like..."
[Today's curler is in great shape. I was shocked several times when the camera scanned over him! 】
[I still haven’t recovered from the shock of that noise half an hour ago…]
[I didn't encounter any danger this time, it was just a bit eerie, but I still felt like I couldn't breathe! ]
[Me too! I feel this atmosphere is so scary! ]
The barrage of comments kept shouting how terrifying it was. In the live broadcast camera, Wei Ziming swallowed quietly, took a deep breath, and silently recited the 24-word mantra in his heart.
Because he had patrolled the entire community, he first checked Building No. 1. The door lock of the unit building in Building No. 1 was ajar. The lock had been rusted over the years. When Wei Ziming opened the security door, the piercing sound was like thunder in the silence.
Wei Ziming's heart started pounding for a moment, but in such a harsh and unpleasant sound, he subconsciously opened the door a little wider and found a stone to block it to prevent it from bouncing back.
Wei Ziming entered Building No. 1. This residential complex was designed more than ten years ago. There was a large open space behind the security door for owners to park their bicycles or electric vehicles. He could clearly see the specific scene by scanning the darkness with a flashlight, but Wei Ziming inexplicably felt his scalp tingling and his heart was beating so hard that it was about to jump out. He subconsciously moved the flashlight away and climbed up the stairs to the second floor.
The stairs, which had not been cleaned for more than a decade, were covered with dust. Apart from the lit screen of the mobile phone live broadcast, there was only a lonely flashlight.
Wei Ziming climbed to the second floor. He first used the stick in his hand to roll up the spider webs in the corridor, rolling down a lot of spider webs. Then he poked the door of 101, which was closest to him, with the stick.
To his surprise, the door opened as soon as he poked it. Behind the door was the living room. There was a sofa and a coffee table on the floor that was so dusty that the color could not be seen. Wei Ziming swept the flashlight and stopped on the coffee table. He walked forward a few steps. Even though it was covered with dust, he could see that they were scattered snacks. There seemed to be toys on the dirty sofa, as if the family did not move out, but just went out casually and never came back.
The addition of everyday details brings the sense of horror to its peak.
Wei Ziming took a step back in fear———
He pressed himself against a cold body.
"Wei Ziming."
It was exactly the same voice that had called him more than half an hour ago, only this time, it rang in his ears.
All the hairs on Wei Ziminghun's body stood up. He turned his head and shone the flashlight backwards, and saw a pale face that looked neither human nor inhuman.
The place where it was in contact with seemed to be emitting cold air. Wei Ziming heard the sound of his own teeth chattering and the screams of the people connected to the microphone in the live broadcast room. His mind was in a mess, but his body reacted faster than his brain.
He smashed the flashlight at the weird face, ran in a straight line through the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, and jumped directly from the open window on the first floor.
The second floor was not very high, and Wei Ziming jumped into the thick weeds. Apart from feeling a little pain from the fall, nothing serious happened. He held the stick tightly in his hand, and after getting up from the ground, he ran towards the exit of the community in his memory, pulling at his body frantically, wanting to throw away all the burdens!
The live broadcast room was in chaos. Wei Ziming had no time to care about it. After throwing away his groceries, he grabbed his phone and ran to the door desperately. He had no time to look at the screen when the phone was pressed to his lips. He just shouted vigorously: "Call the police for me! Call the police for me!"
He was running for his life in the weeds when he heard faintly the cry of a baby. The sound was far away just now, but it was right in front of him in an instant. Wei Ziming felt a pain in his waist and when he came to his senses, he had already hit the ground heavily, and his cell phone fell far away, a heroic death.
The last bit of light was gone, and in the darkness where he could not see anything, he could only feel a very long wound, and the area around the wound was wet.
But now he no longer cared about the pain. He felt the danger again and used all his strength to roll to the side. The tiny stones and lumps of soil on the ground pressed on the wound, and the pain made him burst into tears in an instant.
He reached out his hand and felt the cold, eerie fur.
Wei Ziming: "!!!"
He didn't know where he got the courage from, he pushed with all his might, and like a headless fly, he chose a direction and started running.
Something was following him in the darkness. He felt pain in his legs, back, and arms from time to time, as if his flesh was being torn off by brute force, and creepy chewing sounds were heard in the darkness.
Wei Ziming nearly passed out from the pain, but he didn't dare to stop. The air he breathed in felt like a knife cutting his lungs. He missed a step and rolled down the slope. He was in so much pain that he suddenly had the stupid idea of "I might as well get eaten."
But when it stopped, even though he was in great pain, he still limped to his feet and ran forward desperately.
Better to live a miserable life than to die!
But the good times didn't last long. Not long after he ran, he smelled the strong smell of blood again. That strange thing was chasing him again!
He ran forward a little further and vaguely saw a light, swaying.
Wei Ziming almost felt a sense of powerless despair.
There are wolves in front and tigers behind, it seems God wants to kill him!
But rather than being torn apart and eaten alive by the weird thing behind him, he would rather try the light source in front of him, hoping that if the light source in front of him was also a monster, it would kill him quickly and efficiently, so that he would suffer less.
With the only belief in his heart that he could die comfortably, Wei Ziming held his breath, dragged his almost unconscious legs and ran forward desperately, and then...
He saw a man.
Amid the chaos, the first thing Wei Ziming noticed was the lantern in his hand. From the long black handle dangled a lantern covered with gauze on all sides. Below the lantern were delicate tassels that swayed slightly, as leisurely as its owner.
Wei Ziming almost cried with joy.
It's a person holding a lantern! It's a person!
"Help!"
All the strength in Hun's body was almost drained away at this moment, and Wei Ziming fell to the ground immediately, but he still tried to crawl forward: "Help! Save me..."
The man holding the lantern had already stopped by the moment he appeared, and his gaze passed over him and fell on the endless darkness behind him.
The light in the lantern suddenly became brighter, like a scorching sun.
Wei Ziming was blinded by the sudden bright light and could not help but close his eyes. He blinked a few times before opening them again.
He saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
On the grass, countless green vines broke through the ground, as if covering the sky and the sun. They passed Wei Ziming and attacked him from behind. Sharp sounds like a baby crying were heard, and then there was silence the next second.
Something heavy fell beside him, and a vine with a murderous metallic luster was slowly pulled out from the monster chasing him, as if it was just casually attacking some stupid little thing.
The numerous green vines disappeared in a matter of seconds, as if the scene just now was just a shocking illusion.
His savior held a lantern in his hand, looked at him, and asked gently, "Are you okay?"
Wei Ziming's tears burst out instantly.
Wuuuuuu Mom, he met a mysterious master who saved his life!
The master's whole body is emitting the holy light of saving people from suffering!
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