Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 196 Owing a Live Broadcast

He should have declined.

The people who lost their minds were frightened by him, even though Baisu himself did not admit that he was intimidating, he just glanced casually.

With a casual glance, the humans were so scared that they poured out all the words in their stomachs like dumpling.

In a nutshell, the human Baisu joined a black-hearted guild in the live broadcast back then, and the guild had a few limited live broadcasts decided by them, and now there is only one.

And - the reason why this guild lied to the human Baisu was that there was a way to meet his parents.

Baisu thought again and again, aren't the parents of the human Baisu deceased?

Recalling the diary full of paranoid words, he felt that the spirit of the human Baisu should be unstable at that time.

He lost interest after listening to the man talking about Bai Li, and was about to wave his hand to tell the man to leave quickly, when he heard the man speak very slowly, "If you break the contract, you will have to pay."

"...?"

"You boy...ah no, Mr. Bai cough cough...it's no use if you look at me again, it's written in the contract...if you don't perform it, you'll have to pay for it."

The human told the monster with extremely cruel words that his wallet was going to suffer.

Baisu had some dangerous thoughts about getting rid of the human beings, but on second thought, he might have done the contract.

Perhaps the burly man who knew that he had turned around before the gate of hell shrank his shoulders. He felt that the surrounding environment was getting darker, and his mind was running wildly: "The contract is backed up with an electronic file!"

Ah, then there is no way.

Human networking is both a good and a bad thing.

After a period of time, the monster who has already mastered the subtleties of the Internet thought of it.

Baisu put away the shadow behind the man regretfully, and nodded his arm with his fingers clasped around his arms.

"So you're looking for me?"

The burly man felt that the temperature around him had warmed up a bit, and his speech speed became smoother: "About the last live broadcast, just recently... I want to find you..."

"Oh." Baisu added what the humans hadn't finished, "Looking for me to broadcast live?"

After thinking about it, he asked again, "The subject of the live broadcast?"

No matter how you think about it, it won't be eating and broadcasting. In the impression of the human Baisu, the guild is playing some very exciting and fancy things.

All kinds of supernatural games, spirit exploration, and a small section of outdoor extreme sports.

And this small piece is also one of the few remaining after the platform rectification, which may be one of the reasons why they came to find themselves this time.

The burly man moved his lips, but still confided: "...try to sleep."

Hearing the strange words, Baisu's eyes widened slightly: "Huh?"

The first few words were said too lightly, which caused some misunderstandings. The strong man worked hard and completed the first two words.

"It's an introduction to a haunted house and a sleep test."

"It's just that someone died in that house! Nothing strange happened!"

"Just sleep in that room for one night!"

……

He shouldn't have agreed.

But if you don't agree, you will lose money.

Baisu said that he had to think about it, and then drove the burly man away.

"Take the paint bucket, too, and the brushes."

Baisu took out the key at the door and pointed to the barrel behind him.

The burly man who no longer looked fierce at the beginning responded obediently.

He picked up the paint bucket, and before he left, he mustered up the courage to say: "Information about the haunted house should still be sent to the previous mailbox. Mr. Bai, do you remember the mailbox?"

"..."

"Do you remember??"

Baisu pondered for a moment, but he didn't remember.

He glanced back, the burly man shuddered all over, and ran away on the spot without waiting for an answer.

The answer, of course, is that I don't remember.

After returning home, Baisu took the things that belonged to the human Baisu that had been packed up from the top of the closet.

After looking through it purposefully, I quickly found the contract.

There are obviously special clauses in the contract, and there is also an email address for contacting the other party.

Perhaps because he realized that Baisu would not take the initiative to send a reply, the burly man sent the information about the haunted house first.

Baisu searched the Internet and found that this is indeed a haunted house.

People died there, and several waves of people died back and forth.

The history of the single-family villa is beyond study, and it is estimated that it will be pushed forward before the founding of the People's Republic of China. After changing hands several times, the new owner will renovate it every time.

So much so that this house can still keep up with the trend of the times even today, and it can still be sold for resale.

The premise is to ignore the small villa's bad resume.

Bai Li clicked on a recent news item, which said that a family of five died tragically, and the murderer has not been caught so far.

After a quick glance, there are only some official words, and the details about the tragedy are superficial.

But it was too lazy to ask Baisu to report to the police again, so he just made do with the rumors.

Some talk about serial murderers, some talk about ghosts, and there are all kinds of weird speculations.

All in all, it doesn't seem to be a surprise that something supernatural happened in such a room.

Baisu looked again and closed the website.

He checked his phone again.

Speaking of which... a new website and software on the phone.

Websites from a special branch of humanity are a whole new world.

Baisu only took a few glances at the police station before putting the phone back in his pocket, and now he has time to browse again.

Very conscientious website builder, anyone who is exposed to the other side of the world for the first time can follow the instructions little by little to understand everything they have to face.

Baisu skipped those, he didn't care.

Regardless of the classification of supernatural beings or the precautions for supernatural beings, there are only two categories for him: delicious and unpalatable.

I entered the address of the haunted house, but there was no result, at least it was not recorded by the special department.

Then go there, the black-haired youth edited the text, for his wallet.

After more than half a month, Baisu made a live broadcast preview.

I don't know how many people will watch the live broadcast at that time. Let's judge from the comments... hmm?

The number of comments creeps up, but it's all about dogs.

Some said that the white dog was effective, and some asked for a few more pictures of the white dog so that they could confess.

Baisu turned his head and looked at the white dog lying sprawled on the ground, with no image at all, and didn't really want to admit that it was a part of him.

Holding the mobile phone and walking over, Baisu still complied with the netizen's request.

A few minutes later, a photo of a poodle sleeping in the dark was posted on the social platform, attracting superstitious people to go crazy.

Baisu looked around at Fuzhao Temple, and the best thing he has learned so far is online propaganda.

There is always a feeling that the avatar will be more popular than himself sooner or later.

In the comments, there were still a few people asking about the content of the live broadcast, Baisu moved his fingers and replied briefly.

——Not in my own home, nor in a restaurant outside.

——We will know when the time comes.

But having said that, people also have to eat in a haunted house, right?

(End of this chapter)