a zombie haunts me

Chapter 294
"What are you afraid of, and no one heard it."

"Then tell me."

"Before recording the show last night, the set boards couldn't be installed properly, and the stage lights couldn't be turned on anyway. Tell me, isn't this haunted or something?"

"So what, this has happened before, isn't it normal?"

"The problem is that after the program started recording, there were some weird sounds in the recorded video for no reason..."

……

At that moment, my heart also hung up, did any supernatural events really happen?

Just thinking about it, Ah Lang pinched me lightly, and whispered in my ear: "Go to the recording studio they mentioned."

"But……"

I haven't prepared myself mentally yet, I don't know what I will encounter later, what if I do encounter something and I don't have time to run?
"Don't worry, I'm here."

A Lang said, the confidence in his eyes made my heart relax a bit.

I nodded immediately, and walked along the other end of the corridor with A Lang, which is the direction the two people just walked over.

After walking along this road for a few minutes, I actually saw a video studio with a sign clearly saying: "The Fourth Video Studio."

My mood also became a little excited. This number doesn't look very auspicious at first glance.

As I was thinking about it, Ah Lang whispered in my ear, "If I'm not mistaken, the host and artist who died should have often worked in this recording studio during his lifetime."

All of a sudden, I felt a chill rushing towards my face, which made my breathing stagnate.

My heartbeat is getting faster and faster, I don't know how to express my feelings, but I always feel that I don't want to go near this recording studio.

"what happened?"

Seeing me stop, Ah Lang asked in a low voice.

"No... nothing..."

He seemed to know that I would be afraid, so he gently held my hand and said to me: "Think about it carefully, if the previous rumors are true, what is the most likely thing that will happen?"

I paused, as if I suddenly thought of something, and said to A Lang, "Murder case."

"That's right, since the vengeful spirit doesn't harm anyone, but only scares people, it means that all this is by no means as simple as we imagined. Go in and have a look, and the answer will be revealed soon."

"it is good."

I nodded heavily, and then slowly followed A Lang into the fourth recording studio.

There didn't seem to be anything special about it, and there were a lot of people working all night, and the show seemed to be still being recorded. The atmosphere at the scene was harmonious, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoa!" A female director threw the script on the chair in displeasure, and shouted loudly: "What the hell is going on with you? You recorded a program all night, and the lines were ordinary and wrong. Even the sponsor I have mispronounced my name, if such a program is broadcast, how will I ask the sponsors to pay for it?"

The host on the stage kept his head down silently, looking depressed. After a while, the director stopped scolding, and then he whispered: "Let's do it again, I promise, there will be no mistakes this time."

"Come again, all units pay attention!"

When the director spoke, even though everyone had been working all night and couldn't hold on any longer, they still cheered up immediately.

But this time, the host did not make a mistake, but the guest who came out of the backstage accidentally fell, and there was no way, the camera had to be re-recorded.

Everyone was very tired, and everyone looked tired.

"As for working so hard, you're not an iron man, don't you want to rest?"

I muttered something in a low voice, but Ah Lang pinched me hard and said, "Keep your voice down, if someone finds out, we will be kicked out."

It seems to be the same, and I remembered that I seemed to have overlooked something. By the way, just before entering, there was a line of small characters under the sign of the fourth recording studio, which read: "Idlers are not allowed to enter."

Well, I took a deep breath and hid among the rows of chairs as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, everyone is very tired, and no one found us at all, so we can investigate and investigate what happened.

"Director, we've been shooting all night. Everyone is really tired. Why don't we give everyone a few hours' rest and start recording at noon."

A courageous person finally couldn't help but talk to the director, but at this time, the director seemed to be unable to listen to anyone's words.

She adjusted her glasses and said to that person, "You need to rest. You can rest alone. Do you know how much money the investors and sponsors spent on this program? It will start broadcasting the day after tomorrow. Some post-production did not keep up, you think I want to stay overnight!"

Inevitably, there was another scolding, and I felt that my eardrums were about to be deafened by the female director's words. I suddenly saw the appearance of the sponsor in my mind, with a big belly and a full face of laughter.

There is no way, money is hard to earn these days, and the work pressure of the TV station is obvious. It can neither offend the leaders, nor offend the audience, nor offend the sponsors.

But at this moment, I discovered that under the light, the female director had no shadow. That's right, I checked carefully and repeatedly many times. Obviously, there are so many lights, such bright lights, and everyone has shadows , but only the female director standing in the middle is missing.

In an instant, I was so excited that I couldn't speak, I grabbed A Lang's arm and said to him: "A Lang, have you noticed that the female director has no shadow."

However, A Lang did not turn his head to look at me, but said to me: "I have already discovered it."

Unexpectedly, Ah Lang was much calmer than me. Not only that, but I could feel that his gaze didn't rest on the female director at all, but on the host that the camera was facing.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

I was a little confused, so I simply asked.

He thought for a while, and then said to me: "A lot of things are not what we see on the surface. You only see that the female director has no shadow, but have you noticed that the host on the stage, his shadow ..."

"what?"

At that moment, I was stunned and looked in the direction of A Lang's finger. I found that under the light, the place where the host was standing was really weird.

The host is obviously a man, but his shadow is a woman, not only a woman, but also a beautiful woman with fluttering hair. That's right, such an obvious thing, why didn't I notice anything just now?
My mind was empty, as if it had been hollowed out by something, my heart was beating faster and faster, and even my breathing began to be a little unsmooth.

"How did that happen?"

I couldn't believe my eyes, but obviously, I was right, and neither was A Lang. We all saw that weird shadow, which was more terrifying than the director without shadow.

"Calm down, as I said a long time ago, the truth of the matter is far from being as simple as what we see."

A Lang said, and slowly took out the pistol. I don't know who he is aiming at, but I can feel a strange breath blowing towards my face.

I was a little worried, and besides worrying, I wanted to know what happened in this recording studio.

At this moment, I felt a voice suddenly coming from behind, that voice was long and long, as if it came from deep underground, she said: "Both of you are not human."

At that moment, my whole body seemed to be whipped. Although I was very cold, I felt a burning pain behind me.

A Lang obviously also heard the voice, so he turned his head quickly.

Almost at the same time, we saw a pale and haggard woman with a long, long scar on her face, as if it hadn’t been healed for a long time. The scar on her face shocked me .

"You... who are you?"

I am a little incoherent, but I can clearly feel that this woman has breath, she is a living person, a living person who can see our identities.

"You don't even know me. It seems that you are not from the TV station."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but A Lang teleported to her in two or three steps, blocking her way.

"Say, who are you and why can you see our identities?"

Even the female director and the host on the stage didn't notice us. Why does a woman who looks so ordinary have such abilities?
My heart couldn't help trembling slightly, I could see that A Lang was also very suspicious, not only that, I could also feel that the surrounding area was filled with a kind of weirdness that was hard to describe in words.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that you two should not appear here. Let's go. Go back wherever you came from. This TV station is not an ordinary TV station. You broke in because you have to pay costly."

Her voice is still so long, but it is much lower than before. I can feel that her breath is very weak, but it is not the faintness of a dying person, but it is intentional.

"Don't scare us, don't think we can't see it, the female director and the host on stage..."

Before I could finish my sentence, I was suddenly stopped by A Lang. He seemed to be telling me not to say it, but I had already said half of it.

At this time, I saw that woman suddenly turned her head and looked straight at me.

Suddenly, I felt a strange light burst out from her eyes, her eyes seemed to be different from ordinary people, my heart couldn't help but "thump", who is this woman?
However, the next second, I heard A Lang calling her name: "Sky-eyed girl, it's been a long time."

(End of this chapter)