After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

Chapter 61

The old man stood up from the stool and waved.

Old Xu retreated again and again, wishing he could grab Gu Ling and throw him out.

Unexpectedly, the old man squatted down again and picked up a sign.

"Attraction entrance, ten yuan per person."

Gu Ling didn't see any abnormality in this person, guessed that it was an old villager who thought this place was popular and came to make a small fortune.

In fact, although Fengmen Village is a bit weird, the relocation of all the people is more of the intention of the superiors. There is a river here that has stopped flowing, and the water source is unstable. It will become a deserted village sooner or later.

Dongdong's hand also shook. After confirming that it was an oolong, he quickly took a look at the live broadcast room, but found that no one said he was shocked, but they all shouted in unison, where is the store manager, hand over the store manager!
"You keep talking about the store manager, what does the store manager mean?" Dongdong saw that everyone was in a uniform formation, and was afraid that he would bump into some big anchor who was not good at talking.

When Gu Ling heard the word store manager, she leaned over. "It's the water friend wearing the fan hat of the paper shop. The store manager they said is me."

Gu Ling's voice made Dongdong turn his face away, and the camera on his head also captured Gu Ling. Sure enough, the water friends in the live broadcast room were even more excited.

[Hmm, my store manager is still so temperamental. Coming to the ghost village is like going on an outing. I just have a small satchel, and there will be no snacks in it. 】

[Lick the screen. 】

[Upstairs is almost there, I know the store manager has an outstanding temperament, this is not exaggerated to the point of licking the screen, you hot sheep. 】

[Just lick, you control me! 】

Dongdong blushed with excitement, and felt embarrassed for the commanding arrangement he made to Gu Ling along the way.

Therefore, when reminded to set off, Dongdong was much gentler and said. "Come on, let's go in."

Gu Ling nodded, and at the same time, the naturally drooping right sleeve shook, and two pieces of paper fell down.

"Hey, you haven't given the money yet, be careful to be caught by the ghost!" The old man said unlucky words.

Gu Ling also turned around: "This place has not been opened as a scenic spot. The money you earn here is a disaster rather than a blessing."

The old man snorted and sat back down again.

None of the three were in the mood to talk to the old man. After turning on the camera, they walked slowly towards the deserted house tens of meters away.

Dongdong's opening remark was the same: "Good evening, friends in the live broadcast room, Dongdong came to Fengmen Village today, and the strange thing is that everything was fine when he went up the mountain. It was the photo given by the water friend before. There are not so many dead trees. Surrounding the deserted house, is this a welcome, an expulsion, or a coincidence?"

When Dongdong was talking and interacting, he had already reached a wall, and he could see more of the village when he turned around.

In fact, he often comes to such places where no one lives, such as a Red Star Kindergarten in Shuangqing that has been involved in a case, such as the old family building that has been relocated to an old hospital that has not been demolished, but it is not like this now. I feel sick all over.

Is it because I didn't do route research in advance, so...

No matter, come here, Dongdong continued to chat with the audience according to the information he knew: "It means that three young people who are learning to paint went to Fengmen Village to play and sketch, and happened to meet a villager. During the funeral, it happened that the three young men accidentally kicked the pillows of the deceased to the side of the road on the way out of the funeral. As a result, strange things happened to them one after another in the days that followed.

It is said that after these three youths came to the village, the village party secretary gave them the vacant house in the village to live in. Although they heard that someone had just died in the house, none of the three youths dared to open their mouths. To cause trouble to the fellow villagers, on the other hand, the three young men did not want to admit defeat.

However, after the three young people moved in, strange things happened again and again. They often heard children calling their mother outside in the middle of the night, but when they went out to see, there was no one around the house. In addition, the three had the same nightmare one after another. go to bed. "

After the frenzy of people looking for the store manager in the live broadcast room ended, many outdoor live broadcast fans were attracted to this atmosphere.

When passing by a hut without a door, Dongdong glanced to the right. In the picture, a grand teacher’s stool inside was facing the door. Dongdong exaggeratedly joked with the water friends in the live broadcast room: "If you don’t know, you think someone is sitting there watching As for us, this straight-forward look—”

Dongdong was calming down the atmosphere, but Gu Ling carefully looked at the corners of the deserted house, and accurately discovered a creepy detail.

"Not a single cobweb."

"What!" Dongdong was a little bit reluctant to broadcast today, and he felt a chill down his spine when he heard this, and took pictures with the equipment in his hand. Sure enough, no matter the position of the beam or the corner of the house, there were no spider webs.

In the Dongdong live broadcast room, there happened to be a water friend speaking:

[Dongdong, you should turn around and come back during the day, some things are still taboo. 】

[Yes, I also often like to drill in places with few people and I also like traditional buildings. Grandma told me before that if one day I stray into a place where no one takes care of it and no one lives there, but a place where spider silk doesn’t grow , leave immediately!There is definitely something tricky in it! 】

Dongdong swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Don't do it, I'm a serious adventure anchor, let's not talk about this, it's not good to talk about the feudal superstition in my live broadcast room later."

"Don't be afraid, I guess, it should be the magnetic field or something else, it's the 21st century, we have to believe in science." Old Xu also showed his face by the way, interacting with the audience.

Seeing so many people in Dongdong's live broadcast room, he rolled his eyes, and suddenly walked towards Gu Ling: "You are tired from walking, sit down and rest, young man, don't be so afraid of things."

Dongdong stretched out his hand to pull, but Gu Ling avoided it one step earlier, but Dongdong became the pushing force and pushed Lao Xu on the stool.

Old Xu groaned, and suddenly sat still.

I didn't make a sound.

"Old Xu? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Dongdong waved his hand on Old Xu's face.

From an angle he couldn't see, the house was the core, absorbing the evil spirit outward.

Someone in the live broadcast room suddenly asked.

[Is this a script?That old Xu or something, the expression is too stiff, the expression is the same as being manipulated by others, and the acting skills are poor. 】

[No, no, I think it's normal for this to happen. After all, this is an occasion with a store manager. 】

【etc!Guys, am I the only one hearing the sound of old records? 】

[Stay upstairs, my bigu just touched the toilet seat. 】

[Hey, hello, the shit king upstairs, you were the one who said the same thing when the store manager went to Haiwan Building to find sneakers in the live broadcast room. 】

【Aw, I've been recognized, I can't help it, who makes me want to shit when I'm nervous. 】

The live broadcast room was still in the mood for gags. In reality, the three of them clearly heard the so-called record-like music.

"Ah~~ Lili Lili~~~ woo woo woo~~"

Listen carefully, there is a higher-pitched tune in it, which seems to be surrounded from all directions, and the people who listen to it are horrified.

"Really, really, really, there won't be—" Dongdong swallowed the word hard, and changed it to: "Is it weird?"

(End of this chapter)