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Chapter 73 Haunted Cemetery?
The photographer who watched Sister Zhou's video turned pale at the moment, and looked at Lu Chen calmly.
With a difficult tone, he said, "Brother, don't you want to go to the cemetery?"

"Going to a suburban cemetery in the middle of the night, I don't think it's a good idea..."

"Besides, I heard from my colleagues when I came here that the cemetery here is always haunted at night!"

When Lu Chen heard the photographer's words, his face turned pale.

Then he nodded seriously and asked the photographer:
"Why don't we go back to sleep? Sister Zhou said it herself, the resentment on her body, even if a ghost comes, she has to pass a cigarette."

"Maybe she's okay now, why not smoke with the ghost?"

When the photographer heard the ghost, he couldn't help but shuddered, and hurriedly grabbed Lu Chen to prevent him from continuing.

"Brother! It's even scarier when you say that. It's better to go home and sleep!"

"I agree, if you don't raise your energy, how will you work tomorrow!"

Without further ado, Lu Chen kicked the accelerator and drove towards his own neighborhood.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed out loud when they saw the cowardly appearance of the two.

[(laughing and crying) Hahaha!It made me laugh. Brother Lu and the photographer are so timid! 】

[No, you just abandoned Sister Zhou?Have you forgotten the big dinner they invited you to have? ? ? 】

[(covers face) I never expected this, Brother Lu is not even afraid of criminals, but he is afraid of ghosts? 】

[Wait a minute, Brother Lu seems to have turned around! 】

In the live broadcast room, a barrage immediately attracted the attention of all the audience.

On the broad avenue, a silver-white supercar made a handsome drifting U-turn.

Lu Chen, who had just driven no more than 100 meters, turned around and headed toward the suburbs.

On the silver-white supercar, Lu Chen held the steering wheel with a calm expression on his face.

There is no such fear as before.

The photographer still didn't understand what was going on, looking at Lu Chen who had suddenly changed his mind, his tone was full of panic.

"Brother! You are not afraid of ghosts anymore!"

Hearing what the photographer said, Lu Chen just curled his lips in disdain.

"Afraid? I don't have the word fear in my dictionary!"

Photographer: "..."

"Brother, this seems to be my line..."

Seeing the photographer, Lu Chen still didn't wake up, so he patted the photographer on the head a little bit.

"Stupid! Let me ask you, what did we do this morning!"

The photographer thought for a while, tilted his head and asked in doubt: "Sleep?"

Lu Chen didn't get up until [-] o'clock this morning. The photographer couldn't think of what he did except sleeping.

Probably because Lu Chen also recalled that he didn't wake up until eleven o'clock this morning, coughing all over to cover up his embarrassment.

He simply didn't want to keep it a secret, and said to the photographer:
"Temple! We went to worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva today!"

Hearing this, the photographer's face suddenly showed a look of enlightenment.

He slapped his thigh vigorously, and said with hindsight:
"Yes! How did I forget this!"

"As far as the buff on us is concerned, let alone ordinary ghosts, even when black and white impermanence comes, you have to pass us a cigarette to light a fire!"

Thinking of worshiping so many Bodhisattvas today, the fear in the photographer's heart was swept away.

Immediately, he became extremely confident, and he couldn't help but straighten his chest, his face was full of seriousness and justice.

Facing the camera, he said slowly: "In fact, there are no so-called ghosts and gods in the world. Please believe in science!"

"Today, Brother Lu and I will set an example and break the feudal superstition!"

The location of the cemetery sent by Sister Zhou is not far from the city, and the roads are smooth late at night.Lu Chen drove to his destination in less than half an hour, and the silver-white supercar slowly stopped.

A dark, dilapidated, gloomy cemetery shrouded in thick fog came into the eyes of the two.

The rotten wooden plaque is wrapped around vines, and the word "cemetery" can be vaguely seen from the dense vines.

However, the writing on the front is obscured by lush vines, and I don’t know what the name of this cemetery is.

The breeze gradually blows, and the dense fog formed due to the temperature difference between day and night is blown away a little.

"quack!"

A strange black crow stood on the top of a tree, its scarlet pupils looked down at the photographer and Lu Chen in front of it.

The photographer looked at the cemetery, which looked like the setting for a horror movie, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

There was no longer the calm and calm look on his face, he turned his head to look at Lu Chen, and said with great difficulty:

"Brother, why don't we leave? Something might pop up here at any time!"

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but stand up when they saw this eerie scene.

【I go!Where is Miss Zhou from?I also believe him when he said that it is the underworld! 】

[Sister Zhou is so timid, dare to come to this kind of place?Or are you dizzy with anger? 】

[Isn't it?Which kind of villain made sister Zhou come to this kind of place alone, so don't be responsible if something goes wrong! 】

【…】

"Crackling!"

"Crackling!"

Lu Chen stepped on the thick dead leaves on the ground with his feet, making a sound like flames burning tree branches.

Facing the eerie cemetery in front of him, Lu Chen's face was so calm that no waves could be seen.The first to walk into the cemetery.

Then he turned his head to comfort the photographer and said, "Don't worry, with this buff on us, Lord Hades will have nothing to do with us when he comes!"

The photographer was dubious, and followed Lu Chen into the gate of the cemetery.

The two walked into the cemetery one after the other and walked about 20 meters.

The dense fog that filled the surroundings suddenly disappeared, and the vision suddenly became clear.

Graves covered with withered grass appeared in front of them.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time, causing the entire cemetery to be overgrown with weeds and abandoned for a long time.

The words that should have been engraved on the tombstone were also completely covered by the overgrown weeds.

You can only vaguely see some pieces of plastic paper that look like candy wrappers. The pieces of paper look relatively new.

It means that some people have come to worship recently, which makes the photographer feel relieved.

Although the cemetery has been abandoned for a long time, it is still somewhat populated.

Thinking of this, the photographer could not help but wonder while observing the surrounding tombstones:
"Brother, I see that there are still people coming to worship in this cemetery, why is no one coming to clean it?"

But the only answer to him was the shrill cry of the crow like a death knell, the rustle of the breeze blowing the leaves, and the sound of leaves breaking under the feet on the dead leaves.

The photographer was suddenly stunned, as if a cold wind was blowing behind him, and something was standing behind him.

The whole person tensed up, not daring to look back, and could only tentatively call out:
"elder brother?"

Still no sound came from behind the photographer.

The man seemed to be standing still, and even the sound of broken dead leaves could not be heard.

The photographer became even more nervous and probed behind him again:
"Brother Lu?"

(End of this chapter)