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Chapter 33 033. Forwarding to Repay the Society
Unconsciously, the barrage on the screen gradually became sparse, and the audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be immersed in the story told by Du Hu.

As if walking in that weird, cold funeral home filled with a faint decaying smell, Duan's clear voice also became hoarse and deep, like a ghost, lingering on the back of everyone's neck.

Especially when Dahu imitated the security guard in the story, his tone was something that someone who had not killed many people could not imitate.

"I know you're here"

Dahu didn't know how this sound came out of his mouth. He studied broadcasting, not dubbing. He couldn't get such a low and weird voice out.

But the next moment, Dahu knew that the limits of human beings did not stop there.

“So hot. So hot”

From the corpse's throat, the sound of pain, struggle, and torment, like a scorching flame roared out of his mouth, even Duhu himself was startled.

Even so, he didn't stop reading aloud.

Dumb felt his body becoming hot and dry, as if he was in a closed and narrow space, the surrounding was getting hotter and hotter, and some kind of frightening roar filled his ears.

Soon, Dahu understood where this was.

This is the crematorium!
His eyes are wide open, his expression is ferocious and painful. If any viewer carefully observes the scene of the camera located in the lower left corner of the screen, he will immediately call the police in a panic.

It was a black face, only the color of coagulated blood, it looked like a corpse.

Only the mouth that constantly opens and closes and spits out words shows that this person is still alive.

But where in the live broadcast room do viewers have such leeway to watch Dumb?
The originally happy live broadcast room seemed to have fallen silent. No one sent comments, and no one tipped a message. Everyone was listening quietly, like some kind of weird religious preaching scene.

There were also outside viewers who clicked in through the leaderboard, but they stopped after hearing one or two words from Dumb.

As if entangled by golden threads, their attention was completely attracted by the story.

How long this situation lasted, no one knows.

It wasn't until Dahu finished reading the last word that he suddenly came back to his senses.

A sense of dread and horror arose spontaneously in the whole person.

"What did I just do?"

Looking at the end of the novel, Du Hu couldn't help but tremble.

He has also read many horror stories during this time, some are nonsense and funny, some are horrifying, but this one feels evil to him.

Really fucking evil.

He smiled with some difficulty, said into the microphone to go to the bathroom, stood up and left the live broadcast room.

As soon as he came out, Duhu's breathing became heavier and his pupils shrank.

His back was soaked with cold sweat.

Slowly walking to the bathroom, Dahu patted his face with his wet hands, raised his head, and saw a dark face in the mirror, with a pair of gray eyes without pupils staring at him.

"!!!"

Duhu was shocked, but in the blink of an eye, only his own face with a very bad complexion was left in the mirror.

He muttered inwardly and returned to the room.

At this time, the comments sent by the audience one after another were displayed in the live broadcast room.

[Fuck, isn't this story a bit weird, I feel like I really went to a funeral parlor just now]

[Oh my god, my mother suddenly knocked on the door in the middle of what Huzi was talking about, and I was so scared that I peed]

[This author is trying to tell a very new kind of ghost story]

[How is Brother Huzi? 】

[I just went to the toilet and looked in the mirror, there really seems to be a ghost inside, it scared me to death]

[My cell phone rang at the end. I was so frightened that I just threw my hands away. Fortunately, the phone was strong and not broken.]

[There is something special about this account. The author doesn’t look like a novice. Isn’t it a big shot who opens a small account to fry fish? 】

[I just came back, have you finished speaking? I just quit after listening to half of it, which is a bit scary]

It seems that not only Duo himself, but also the audience were frightened by this story.

Dahu glanced at the Shudong.com account again. There is only this novel here. There are more fans than just now. Perhaps the audience who watched his live broadcast were curious and paid attention.

He also clicked follow.

Not for anything else, just to see what new work will be done in the future.

"It's off the air. It's off the air. Everyone, go to bed early tonight, otherwise the security guards of the funeral home will come looking for you."

Du Hu saw that his face was not very good in the camera, so he downcasted at the speed of light and turned off the streaming.

He looked at the page of Shudong.com, looked at the comments under the novel, and suddenly, a wonderful mood emerged.

The corners of Dahu's mouth suddenly opened and curled up, and he quickly forwarded it to his anchor group to repay the society.

[Dahu]: This novel is quite interesting, suitable for bedtime reading.

[Sunset]: Teacher Dahu is up so late and telling ghost stories again?

[Burning Paradise]: Brother Huzi's live broadcast room is a bit popular tonight, what big event did he do?
[Wen Xiaonuan]: Brother Huzi posted the link to the novel so late, maybe it’s not a horror novel.

[Dahu]: It’s not a scary novel, but a very interesting one.

Dahu typed on the keyboard and worked hard for more than ten minutes. When there was no news in the group, he rubbed his eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He seemed to see a few golden threads hanging from an infinite distance. It's wrapped around his arm.

"too tired."

He explained and went to bed soon.

In his dream, Dahu seemed to dream that he was back in the funeral parlor. The solemn, cold, and eerie atmosphere enveloped his dream, and even the knocking sounds were so real.

thump—

thump—

thump—

Dahu suddenly woke up and found that the sound was not an illusion, but sounded in reality.

I don't know which one upstairs is being renovated again, and the sound of knocking on the wall is continuous, making people panic.

He looked at his phone. It was around eight o'clock in the morning.

"It's really stupid, decorating it so early in the morning."

Dahu cursed and got up, checking his phone while squatting on the toilet.

As soon as I opened the group, I saw 99+ group messages.

He was too lazy to finish flipping through, so he casually looked at the new ones, and found that they had been discussing one thing all night.

[Sunset]: I'm really screwed. This novel recommended by Teacher Dahu is so weird. I didn't sleep well all night and had several nightmares.

[Wen Xiaonuan]: I didn't sleep all night! ! !Don't even dare to go to the toilet! ! !

[Burning Heaven]: I am different. After reading it, I forwarded this novel to my fan group. Hundreds of people had insomnia with me last night, hehe.

[Bouncing Strawberry]: You are still ruthless, why didn't I think of it, I will forward it now.

These anchors seemed to be more or less frightened after reading the novel, and then, like tigers, they forwarded the novel to other groups so that more people could see it.

Duo opened the Shudong.com app, took a look, and found that "Scientific Exploration Bot" had nearly 8000 fans, and the number of comments under that novel was even hundreds.

Most of them were scolding the author for being too evil, and some people said that they forwarded it to their friends, and their emotions were very stable.

His phone vibrated again, and found that someone in the anchor group @自己.

Dahu clicked on it and found that it was a recorded video.

[Liuyun sees Mr. Dahu telling ghost stories and is frightened to break the defense record]

(End of this chapter)