Chapter 143 Whoever Moves Dies

Now, as long as I start a live broadcast, the number of viewers will always reach 100,000+ in a short time...

Watching those familiar people enter the live broadcast room...

I haven't waited for Baiyoyo to send out the lucky bags yet...

The bullet screen was refreshed eagerly;

[Master, please save the people in our building! ]

[Master, please save the people in our building! ]

[Master, please save the people in our building! ]

This section of the comments was so eye-catching that Bai Youyou saw it immediately. Before she could say anything, the comments started to discuss it.

[Aren't we all grabbing the lucky bags? Can we just order now? 】

[Some people really have urgent matters, and this is obviously a very important matter. ]

[But we still have to follow the rules. If everyone comes here and shouts something like this and makes a big eye-catching title, then they can jump the queue. Then what is the point of drawing a lucky bag? ]

[You are a rather unkind person. ]

[Don't use morality to hold me hostage. There are only three lucky bags every day, whoever gets one gets it. If you break the rules like this, it's just chaos. ]

[Please everyone, I really have something urgent to do. I haven't won a lucky bag yet, but two lives have already been lost here. Please help me. ]

[Oh my god, someone has died, Master, please help him. ]

[That’s right, human life is at stake! ]

【Master, please help him. 】

Bai Youyou clicked on the other party's connection request.

A young man with sunken eyes stared at the screen in fear. "Master, Master, my name is Chang Hua. Please help the people here."

Bai Youyou saw his face and his brows were deep. He was giving life to a dead person!

"Someone has borrowed your life span."

It was not a question, but a statement, and this one sentence alone made the live broadcast room explode.

[Oh my god, before there was the one who could absorb luck, now there is even the one who could borrow Yang Shou! Can this thing also be borrowed? ]

[Although I am an ox or a horse, I also cherish my life. No one is allowed to borrow my life span. I am so scared.]

【Since I became a fan of the Master, I have come into contact with many mysterious things.】

Chang Hua nodded desperately as if he had found a life-saving straw;

"I wasn't sure at first, but I've been feeling weak lately, and two of our neighbors in the building have had accidents recently. I feel like things are getting weirder and weirder."

Chang Hua began to talk about the strange experiences he had during this period in the live broadcast room;

They lived in a house that was allocated by the company in the early years. His parents were factory workers. They also worked in a nearby factory and were allocated a house.

His family lives on the third floor. This old building has a total of seven floors. It is a standard staff dormitory with stairs in the middle and a window sill as high as a person on each floor.

All the strange things started when he got home from get off work that day. When he went from the second floor to the third floor, he saw a square object covered with red cloth on the middle windowsill.

"I was just curious, so I lifted the red cloth and was scared to death."

"Under the red cloth was an urn with a black and white photo on it! The person in the photo was staring at me. I felt it was unlucky and told my parents when I got home."

[Oh my god, who is so wicked to put such a thing on the stairs? This timid person must be scared to death! ]

[That’s right, it’s so unlucky! ]

[Nowadays, there are all kinds of people, and they dare to do anything! 】

【Young man, please continue and tell me how you handled it afterwards.】

Chang Hua seemed to have not slept for a long time and was very depressed. He forced himself to be alert and continued to speak;

"My dad went with me to take a look. He looked at the person in the photo and said, 'This is an old man who lives on the second floor. It's an old couple who have only lived here for three or four years. It's rare to run into them. I don't know them at all.'"

"And they just said they took him away by 120 not long ago. I also remember a week ago, there was some noise downstairs. My dad said the old man downstairs had Alzheimer's and he probably won't live long."

Chang Hua pressed his temples, "This urn should have been prepared for the old man at that time. Later, the old man was suddenly rescued and the urn was not used for a while. I don't know what their family members thought, but they actually put it on the corridor window sill. It's so disgusting to look at it every day."

The three pairs of round eyes next to Bai Youyou were all staring at their mobile phone live broadcast rooms. They also felt that this was too immoral.

"When the urn she prepared was not in use for the time being, it would be unlucky to keep it at home, so it ended up in your hallway."

Bai Youyou took a sip of the freshly brewed instant coffee. It looked like she was going to sleep late again today.

"My parents immediately went to the old lady downstairs to argue with them. How could such a thing be placed in the corridor? The old lady said to my parents at the time that no one in the family could use it and it would be a pity to throw it away. It would not cause any trouble if it was placed in the corridor and covered up. She asked my parents not to meddle in other people's business!"

Chang Hua's parents were turned down by the old lady. Besides, they were honest people to begin with, and when they met the unreasonable old lady, it was like a scholar meeting a soldier. They were so angry that they lost their temper.

Chang Hua took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"My parents got angrier and angrier when they came back, so they told the neighbors about it."

"There was a kind-hearted lady living on the fourth floor. She also thought it was unlucky when she heard about it, so she went to talk to the old lady."

[Why is this old lady like this? She is so unreasonable! ]

[That's right, why put things that your family can't use in the hallway to annoy others! ]

[Is there something wrong with this old lady's brain? ]

Chang Hua's face turned even paler, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"My eldest sister had a big argument with the old lady, but the old lady was very talkative and even cursed at me and said some very unpleasant things."

"My eldest sister couldn't convince her, and seeing that she was stubborn, she took advantage of the old lady's absence and secretly threw the urn into the community trash can."

[Well done! That's how it should be! ]

[You can't get used to this kind of person! ]

[I hope this matter will just pass and nothing will happen again. ]

The audience in the live broadcast room all felt that this matter should end here.

However, Chang Hua's next words instantly brought the atmosphere in the live broadcast room to freezing point.

"That night, my eldest sister came home from get off work and just walked to the second floor, she saw that the urn had returned to its original position."

"It's still that red cloth, still that black and white photo, still that pair of eyes staring straight at people, and there's even a note stuck on it, saying whoever moves will die!"

[Oh my god! No way! Is it so weird? ]

[Is this old lady some kind of evil spirit? ]

[It’s terrifying to think about it! It’s so scary! ]

"My elder sister was so scared that she collapsed to the ground. I don't know if she was angry or scared, but she had a heart attack and died on the spot. Neighbors who went out in the morning saw my elder sister lying on the ground with her eyes wide open."