Chapter 01 Chapter 1
As dusk fell, the tranquility of the quiet alley with blue bricks and stone tiles was broken by the sudden appearance of a group of people.
Walking in the middle of the group was a man and a woman, with several people surrounding them in front and behind. Those people were holding some tools in their hands, and two of them were even carrying small cameras. The two people they were surrounding were both good-looking, and were obviously either stars or internet celebrities.
At this moment, the boy had a sad face and pointed at a piece of paper placed against the wall in front of him. On it was a familiar circle drawn with an eyebrow pencil. The boy's voice trembled: "Sister Hua, it really is a ghost wall, right? Look, it's your mark again."
The girl, Hua Mu, didn't look too happy, but she still tried to comfort him: "What are you yelling about, Zhao Mingming? You're a boy! Maybe the production crew is playing a prank on us."
Having said that, looking at the unhappy faces of the staff, she knew very well in her heart that this could not have been arranged by the program team.
The tree in front of the road that had its branches sticking out from a yard and the palm-sized leaf that was half-gnawed by insects protruding to the south also silently verified her guess. There may be two leaves that are exactly the same in this world, but it is not so coincidental that there are leaves with the same length and shape that have been gnawed by insects.
This was the fourth time they had walked this long alley. Hua Mu had already noticed something was wrong the second time they passed by. The alley was not that long, and it was not that far to walk. Moreover, this alley was too quiet. You know, when they passed by the street before, there were many noisy noises from old people and children. It was already dinner time. There were not many people living in this old alley in the old city, but there was always some atmosphere of life at this time.
The dead silence as if there were no living things and the identical streets and buildings frightened Hua Mu, so she took a tissue and used an eyebrow pencil to mark the wall under the puzzled eyes of Zhao Mingming and the staff. After that, she saw the paper twice on the road ahead, which clearly pointed out a problem - they encountered the legendary "ghost wall".
Hua Mu felt a little regretful. She was just participating in an ordinary program that was just a rehash of an old show, but how could she encounter such a thing? If she had known earlier, she would not have participated in the recording of this program.
The program "The Taste of Human Life" is actually a rehash of the program that was popular many years ago where celebrities would go to the streets to beg passers-by for shelter. It was renamed and rewritten with some high-sounding labels like "testing human nature" or "observing social phenomena," and then it was openly rehashing the old idea.
The biggest difference is that this program is recorded and broadcast live at the same time. There are a total of six guests, two in a group, each of whom is assigned to different places to seek shelter and help from passers-by in order to solve the problem of food and accommodation.
In order to make comparisons, one of the three groups of guests went to a prosperous city, one went to a more remote town, and the remaining group was Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming. They were in an old town in the middle of nowhere.
Unlike the group in the small town, where there is a movie queen Tang, or a popular star in the big city, Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming are unlucky. Neither of them is popular, and neither of them can bring popularity to the other. If their managers were not strong and signed this rehashed program early, they would not have been able to appear on the show just because of the movie queen and the popular star.
Perhaps it was because they were strangers to the residents of this old city, and the so-called celebrity effect did not work at all. So naturally, few people in today's society would take a group of strangers like them back to live in their homes, which could easily make the news!
During this period, we met one or two kind-hearted people, but when they saw that their program was being live-streamed, they all refused. Not everyone is willing to put their lives and their homes in front of the camera and let others comment on them.
After being scolded by Hua Mu, Zhao Mingming pursed his lips and dared not refute. But an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he took out his phone to open their live broadcast room. There were only a few hundred people watching. Normally, they would have a few thousand people, and it was dinner time now, so there shouldn't be so few people.
Zhao Mingming smiled bitterly in his heart, they were all stuck in a dilemma, there were hardly any people in the live broadcast room, which showed how completely lost they were.
Putting aside the bitterness in his heart, he whispered to the live broadcast room: "Dear netizens, is there anyone who knows about this? Can you tell me what we should do in this situation?"
There were actually quite a few people who responded to him in the live broadcast room.
[I'm really stuck in a maze... If this doesn't work, why don't you just call the police?]
[What’s going on? I just came back from the live broadcast room of Queen Tang next door. She also encountered some weird things over there.]
[Oh my god, I just heard that the live broadcast room next door was haunted, so we went to check it out. Why is it haunted here too? Why not call this show "The Smell of Fireworks in the Human World" instead of "The Smell of Incense in the Underworld"]
[I am dying of laughter. Is this a new way for the production team to hype things up? Kind of interesting]
[I’m a little scared. Didn’t you notice that their live studio was so quiet that only the sound of their footsteps could be heard? It’s so weird.]
After reading the comments, there was no effective response except for the suggestion to call the police. Zhao Mingming didn't want to call the police, because that would mean their show would have to be suspended, and he wouldn't do that unless it was absolutely necessary.
He looked at Hua Mu and whispered, "Sister, netizens in the live broadcast room said that something strange seemed to be happening over there with Sister Tang, and many people went to their live broadcast room to watch."
Hua Mu felt a little cold in her heart, and couldn't help wondering if this show was cursed! She looked at Zhao Mingming who was worried, and then at the staff who were all filled with fear, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her neck.
She looked at the camera uncomfortably, then looked at the surroundings that were about to be enveloped by the night. Hua Mu gritted her teeth and took out a red rope from her bosom. At the bottom of the rope was a small transparent box, and inside the box was a talisman paper folded into a triangle.
Facing the surprised looks of Zhao Mingming and the staff, she cleared her throat, feeling a little uncomfortable: "My elderly family members asked me to wear it. Well, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go quickly. It's getting dark."
Zhao Mingming quickly grabbed her hand holding the amulet and said hurriedly, "Yes! Let's go!"
When netizens in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they were worried but also found it funny. Many people even thought that they were deliberately trying to attract attention. But no matter what, the number of viewers is increasing.
Hua Mu led the way, followed by Zhao Mingming, and staff members behind them. Even the cameramen probably felt uneasy, and this time they only took pictures of the two artists from behind, not from the front.
From their backs, you can tell that Hua Mu and Zhao Mingming are nervous. Hua Mu is a little better, but Zhao Mingming is like the legendary frightened bird, his back is shaking slightly, so pitiful.
In this way, the group finally arrived at the tree that was sticking out of the yard at a snail's pace. As they passed the tree, a breeze blew, and at the same time, sounds from far and near were heard all around. The crying of children, the laughter of the elderly, the barking of dogs, etc. Everything seemed very friendly.
At the same time, the side of the yard where the tree was located was no longer the same brick wall as before, but there was an extra corner next to it.
Zhao Mingming stared with his eyes wide open and said in a trembling voice: "Sister...are we coming out?"
Hua Mu silently looked down at the talisman in her hand. There was only a pile of black ash inside, and no talisman paper. She looked at Zhao Mingming who was looking around, then looked at the staff behind her who were also looking around, and quietly put the talisman back into her clothes.
At the same time, in the yard where the trees were planted, a slender figure appeared under the tree. He raised his hand and stroked the tree trunk, frowning.
"It actually broke my formation..." the man muttered to himself, with a hint of confusion in his clear voice, "It saves me a lot of trouble. But it took so long to get out, I guess it was just an ordinary person with a little bit of inspiration who accidentally stumbled upon it..."
At this time, the people outside did not dare to go forward, for fear of being trapped in a maze again. Hua Mu took the lead and pointed to the path next to him, and said calmly: "Shall we go this way?"
Zhao Mingming was the first to agree: "Okay, okay!" After agreeing, he turned around and walked hurriedly towards the path.
One of the two people's staff took the time to look at the live broadcast room, and saw that there were already a lot more people, and there were a lot of disputes in the comments. Some people believed that they were acting, saying that the play was quite real. Some people thought that what they encountered was real, and they were sincerely happy for their escape and wished them well. But at this time, the two parties didn't care about the comments.
It was already quite late, and the two of them walked and discussed knocking on someone's door to ask for the night. It was almost dark, and there were few street lights, so they didn't dare to go far.
There were only two or three families in the alley, and two of them had been deserted for a long time, with spider silk or other things on their doorsteps. Only one family had a large double wooden door and steps that were clean, and there was a bag of garbage at the door, indicating that someone lived there permanently.
Looking up, there is a plaque hanging above the yard, with the words "Antique Grocery Store" engraved in large letters.
An antique shop in such a corner? Hua Mu looked along the wall again, and sure enough, at the end he saw the familiar tree with some branches exposed, as well as the corner where they had originally turned in.
Before he could stop her, Zhao Mingming had already knocked on the door, knocking and shouting, "Hello, is anyone there?"
The door opened in response, as if someone had heard the sound and was waiting behind the door in advance. But it was not until the door was fully opened and another two seconds passed that a figure gradually appeared at the door.
That was a very strange boy.
The boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt and casual pants, and looked to be no more than 18 or 19 years old. He was quite tall and a little thin, and his appearance was even better than the other top guests on their show. What was even more amazing was that the boy had a calm look in his eyes, and there was a kind of... aloof and cold temperament around him, as if he was not in touch with the world.
However, the cold young man's face was pale and there was a faint red on his neck, which looked like blood. It was already night, and the darkness made him look even more eerie.
She is beautiful, but she doesn't look like a human being.
His pair of beautiful, emotionless eyes swept across the people at the door one by one, and everyone whose scalp was tingling when his eyes swept over them.
His eyes stayed on the two cameras, he curled his lips and smiled coldly, turned around and walked into the house, disappearing into the darkness. At the same time, the door automatically closed with a "click" without any wind.
The people who were turned away had no intention of caring about the man's rudeness. They were all trembling in their hearts. The timid Zhao Mingming was sweating profusely, and tears were welling up in his eyes.
At this moment, the door opened a crack, and at the same time, an unclear object flew out from the crack and headed straight towards Zhao Mingming.
Zhao Mingming immediately closed his eyes and screamed: "Ghost...Ghost!"
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