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Chapter 139 Abandoned Warehouse, Ancient Mansion

In the camera, there is only Ah Meng alone.

But in fact, there are a total of five live broadcast teams, including photographers, next to them.

The so-called live broadcast of spirit exploration is just an eye-catching gimmick.

Just when Ah Meng was preparing the script book and wanted to make some program effects, she suddenly found that the barrage had predicted her prediction.

"Anchor, I seem to see something in the camera!"

"There's a shadow in that window..."

"I seem to see a woman's face... I'm a little scared, goodbye!"

Ah Meng looked at the photographer.

The cameraman was watching the barrage in real time. He frowned, shook his head, turned off the microphone, and said in a low voice, "The audience should be scaring you on purpose. Let's go according to the normal plan."

A Meng nodded.

She doesn't believe in ghosts at all. If the live broadcast industry is not too introverted, and there are a large number of beautiful newcomers pouring in every day, she wouldn't have thought hard about switching categories.

In fact, compared with South Korea, the domestic live broadcast industry is not bad.

South Korea is the real king of introversion. In order to attract attention, the anchors over there will do everything, and all of them are slightly cosmetic beauties who exceed the average line. They will even tattoo his body on the top brother. name.

At this time, an old lady ran out from a private house not far away and shouted.

"What are you doing here! This is my field!"

When she saw that the melons she worked so hard for had been trampled to pieces and the melon vines were torn everywhere, she angrily picked up a pitchfork, trying to drive these uninvited guests away.

A strong young man snatched the pitchfork.

"Old lady, are you okay? Let's do a live broadcast and leave later. Isn't it just a few bucks, I'll just pay you."

The old lady didn't accept the hundred-yuan bills at all, she just stared at the scarecrow used to scare the birds in the melon field.

The voice was hoarse.

"I don't feel sorry for those poor people, but I'm afraid that you will suffer!"

"This place wasn't quite right years ago. I could always hear strange noises at night. I also saw some people being dragged into the grass and never seen again... Go away, go away, don't stay here My field!"

With that said, she was going to push those precious photographic equipment again.

But this was all stopped by the young man, he turned his head and asked, "A Meng, did you find a group performer?"

Ah Meng shook her head.

She felt a little uneasy in her heart, the old man's words didn't seem to be lying.But after thinking about it, these country people always say some bluffing words in order to achieve their goals.She is a college student, how could she be fooled by these country women?
Ah Meng gave the photographer a wink.

In the lens.

She said apologetically to the old lady: "Grandma, we are actually a group of folklore scholars, and we are here to investigate some customs and customs. I am really sorry to cause you trouble, and we will leave now, trampled melon photos Price compensation, do you think this is okay?"

After speaking, the camera pointed at the looming abandoned warehouse in the woods not far away.

At this time, the cameraman turned off the microphone for radio reception.

Ah Meng's expression changed immediately, and she looked at the old lady with disgust.

"I'm warning you, don't cause trouble for us. If you ruin the filming process, I'll find a lawyer and sue you! Do you understand the law? A bunch of legal illiteracy." After she finished speaking, she turned to touch up her makeup.

The old lady was coaxed and frightened by several young people, and she was driven out of the melon field.

She staggered away, and before leaving, those cloudy and deep eyeballs took a deep look at these people, then shook her head and sighed.

"Amitabha, reborn in bliss..."

When the troublesome old lady left the live broadcast.

Ah Meng's team began to arrange equipment according to the script. They prepared machines such as mini-wires and spring machines in advance to simulate horror elements such as ghost images and ghost voices.If you just simply explore, not only is it troublesome to shoot, but the live broadcast effect is also very poor.

The camera was once again aimed at Ah Meng.

In the picture, she is wearing a light yellow jacket, holding an amulet said to be from a temple in her hand, and said nervously to the camera.

"Next we will explore the abandoned warehouse one kilometer away."

"It is said that the warehouse was an army outpost in the last century, and it was later transformed into a temporary prison. Many horrific things happened. After the new century, the nearby food production increased, and the warehouse was needed to store food, so this place was turned into a warehouse again. ..."

She has a good sense of lines, and she can render the unknown atmosphere in a few words.

Popularity has also grown rapidly.

The place the live broadcast team was going to was exactly what the old lady said, behind the forest, was the abandoned warehouse where dirty things were hidden.

The place is sparsely populated and weeds are overgrown. The person carrying the network equipment followed with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and soon came to the open space tens of meters away from the abandoned warehouse.

"A Meng, it's so cold here..."

"Fortunately, it's summer, the sun sets late, so it can be warmer."

"How are the lighting preparations? After the sun has completely set, we will officially start exploring the spirit."

Ah Meng nodded. Seeing the bullet screen, she was still talking about the two strange figures that flashed by before, and said with a smile: "Should it be a canopy or a plastic sheet? I am a positive energy anchor, and I don't believe in strange powers." God, the spirit exploration is also to overthrow feudal superstition and popularize science."

A man in a basketball cap pointed to the ground and asked, "Why are there tire marks here? Didn't it mean that no one came? There won't be another old lady messing around later, right?"

"This black thing is engine oil?"

Someone gently picked up the black marks near the tire marks and smelled it, but it didn't smell like gasoline.On the contrary, it has a faint rusty smell.

at this time.

slam-la-

Suddenly, a flurry of flying birds startled in the woods. Under the twilight light, they were indistinct, like black clouds.

The live broadcast team was taken aback, and then laughed at each other for their timidity.

"There are no ghosts, we are ghosts ourselves!"

After a short break, although the sun had not completely set, they felt that the atmosphere was not bad at this time, which was very suitable for live broadcasting.

So the live broadcast of the spirit exploration started ahead of schedule.

Holding a flashlight, Ah Meng followed her basketball cap companion to swing through the weeds and walked towards the abandoned warehouse.

The abandoned warehouse has a three-story structure. It looks like a concrete blockhouse, and the windows have been nailed with wooden boards from the outside, making it impossible to see the inside.

The main entrance in the northwest corner is hung with a big lock.

The lock is brand new, without any rust, as if someone still guards the place.

Ah Meng asked the photographer to turn the camera back, and said in a low voice, "Is there really someone here?"

"I asked, this place doesn't shit, and the old people in the village don't come here. It should be a lock provided by the township. It's okay. We have brought tools, and we can pry it open later." The photographer comforted.

With a crisp sound, the chain snapped.

Ah Meng gently pushed open the iron door, and entered the first floor of the abandoned warehouse together with the man in the basketball cap.

"ah!"

She saw that the house was full of dilapidated god statues, which were in disarray, crooked, and seriously damaged. It seemed that some villagers once used it as a ancestral temple, and then abandoned it, even the god statues were not taken away.

The statue looks very strange.

It is not the common Baojiaxian, the land god, nor the folk beliefs such as Guan Erye and Mazu, nor the common god statues in temples.

The statue is a red-clothed Buddha sitting, with black lines on its face, eight arms, and a reversed lotus print.

The man in the basketball cap picked up a metal plate, wiped off the floating dust on the surface, and read: "The Great Black Buddha Mother... Where is the sloppy god? I haven't heard of it." He smiled and explained to the audience: "This kind of place should be The primitive beliefs of modernization are generally the local religions such as shamans and voodoo, and they are compiled to deceive the evil gods of the villagers, which reflects the backward development of the region and the poor spiritual construction.”

The barrage suddenly realized.

All kinds of words of admiration were written one after another.

But at this time someone said again: "I really didn't lie to you, anchor, I really saw a very strange figure in the camera just now, it doesn't look like one of you at all!"

Ah Meng frowned.

"If you make such a silly joke again, I will ban you."

The voice did not fall.

Suddenly, someone from the team screamed. He pointed to the room on the left and said in a trembling voice, "Then, what is that?"

The photographer grimaced.

They haven't set up the equipment yet, so how could someone start to make their own claims and make the program effect.

A group of people walked over, including Ah Meng, before they saw clearly what was in the room, they were all stunned, speechless for a long time.

A black corpse was tied up on a wire bed.

His hands and feet were firmly tied to the iron railings with iron wires, his mouth was stuffed with things like talismans and spells, his expression was ferocious, his eyes were shriveled, it seemed that he had been dried, and he was highly weathered. No signs of rot...

"really……"

Ah Meng's heart beat violently, and she looked at the man in the basketball cap.

The man in the basketball cap no longer had the courage to deal with the old lady before. He moved his feet and slowly moved to the side.

Because it is behind the back, everyone can't see the man's face clearly.

He was a little scared but still wanted to be brave, so he closed his eyes tightly, reached out to touch the charred corpse, pretended to have suddenly realized and said: "It's fake when you touch it, it's obviously a prop! It should be because there was a small crew before, or something The team forgot something here!"

He didn't see it when he closed his eyes, but the moment his fingers touched the charred corpse, its fingers trembled slightly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at each other.

Ah Meng secretly wiped off the cold sweat on her forehead, and smiled at the camera: "Don't worry, everyone, our filming is safe and legal..."

at this time.

Suddenly there was a roar of engines outside the warehouse, and the live broadcast team suddenly became nervous. Could it be that the owner of the warehouse has returned?
They looked through the cracks in the planks.

I saw an orange sports car parked in the weeds, the light was dim, and the owner of the car could not be seen clearly.

"I'll talk to him and tell him to leave after the live broadcast." The man in the basketball cap said.

"No, something is wrong!"

Someone suddenly said: "There is no asphalt road from the national highway to here. How did the chassis of the sports car drive here?"

"Maybe...it didn't come here." The photographer pointed out the window and trembled. "This is clearly a paper cart!"

Suddenly, an inexplicable chill wandered through the live broadcast team.

Ah Meng tugged at her sleeves, "Who prepared it? It's a bit scary, get that thing away quickly."

Everyone looked at each other and no one admitted.

boom--

The sound of the car door closing, as if someone had stepped off the paper cart, followed by a burst of heavy footsteps, gradually approaching the abandoned warehouse.

Click, click.

blah blah...

Ah Meng was terrified, and said: "Don't make such a joke, who called you a friend? It's boring, okay! We're going to do a live broadcast!"

No one could answer her question, and everyone felt strangely uneasy.

At this time, the barrage was refreshed like a tide.

"66666!"

"It smells like a horror movie!"

"The anchor's acting skills are good, he almost fooled us all!"

Ah Meng broke down a bit, crying: "I didn't act! I really don't know..."

Click.

The warehouse door was locked from the outside.Following the direction they came in, everyone looked subconsciously, only to see a pair of ferocious eyes looking at them with malicious intentions!
……

Wei Kun was exhausted.

Dodging the camera and moving at high speed to avoid the fake Honghong's attack consumed a lot of his energy.

Even if there is a daily "absorption" to feed back the ghost energy and strengthen his physique, it cannot withstand such consumption. The most important thing is the unbearable huge burden brought by time regression to his body.

Fortunately, he finally led this "bride" to a desolate place on the outskirts of the city.

Like a cheetah, Wei Kun stopped abruptly, turned around, dodged the pale palms rubbing his neck again, stepped back with both feet, and rushed forward.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's in the warehouse in front, settle this matter!"

Just at the right time, Wei Kun almost fell to the ground, and was about to run towards the abandoned warehouse when his wrist hurt violently!
Suddenly looked down.

On the arm covered with small wounds, there was a thin red thread tied, and at the other end...he subconsciously turned around!
The hijab of the "bride" fell off at some point.

Its wrist was also tied with a bloody red rope, connecting it with Wei Kun.

Suddenly!

Wei Kun only felt a strong palpitation, and when he was about to use backtracking, the world suddenly spun, opened his eyes again, and collected himself.He suddenly discovered that red lanterns had been hung on the surrounding trees at some point, and the ground was covered with red paper, with the Chinese character "囍" on the head.

The abandoned warehouse behind him turned into an antique mansion!The door opened, and a voice sang slowly.

"The katydids Yanqing, like drums and zithers, melons stretching, like each other..."

Wei Kun looked into the deep gate and frowned slightly.

He faintly sensed a terrifying and strange aura pervading the mansion, and that aura seemed somewhat similar to Hong Hong and Ghost Mirror.

Just as he was about to lift his feet and start, the red thread tied around his wrist suddenly trembled, as if someone was whispering to him.

Wei Kun felt a strong premonition for no reason.

It seemed that a beautiful bride in a long red dress was waiting for her husband in the terrifying darkness of the mansion, waiting for a long, long time.

At this time, the sun finally disappeared at the end of the horizon.

it's dark.

……

at the same time.

A real abandoned warehouse.

The stars and the moon hang high, black clouds are in front of the head, and a dark green figure jumps down from the high-altitude helicopter like a shooting star!

On the helicopter, two heavily armed soldiers whispered.

"It's more like a weird existence than a weird one."

"Director Yang, she finally made a move..."

(End of this chapter)