Quickly wear the big man's hand to tear up the white-eyed wolf

It was ten o'clock in the morning when he departed, and it was one o'clock in the middle of the night when Jiu Xi arrived at the abandoned village.

"Boom!"

The sound of closing the car door is not loud, but in the silence of the night, it is extremely clear.

Jiu Xi turned on the live broadcast equipment, confirmed that everything was ready, and pondered a live broadcast name: the horror live broadcast of the dead slut.

"Well, if you have it, let's get started."

Jiu Xi looked at the dark environment in the mobile phone with satisfaction, and felt that it was not difficult to broadcast live!

Song Rentong can make money by live broadcasting, he is so awesome, small money is not just reaching out?

A dozen seconds later.

"Yes, why is there no one? Shouldn't it, shouldn't the three-night horror live broadcast be very popular? Jiu

Xi was puzzled.

"It seems that extraordinary means have to be used!"

Jiu Xi took out a talisman paper and pasted it on her mobile phone, silently reciting a few incantations.

I didn't see any changes in my mobile phone, but some people began to inexplicably swipe into Jiuxi's live broadcast room.

At first, many people laughed and disdained when they saw the name.

Scold! The current anchor is really doing everything for the sake of popularity.

But not long after they exited the live broadcast room, they would brush Jiuxi's live broadcast room again.

In particular, some people in other horror live broadcast rooms will appear inexplicably in Jiuxi's live broadcast room.

It's pretty weird.

Yes, it's weird.

These people want to quit but find that no matter how they quit, they will return to Jiuxi's live broadcast room.

Some people want to drop their phones in popularity.

But more of them were aroused by curiosity, wanting to see how Jiuxi's horror live broadcast was live.

Jiu Xi also did not show his face.

When he saw that the number of live broadcasters continued to soar to more than 100,000, he walked towards the village with peace of mind.

It may be the reason for the talisman paper, and people who watch the live broadcast always feel that the live broadcast is very real.

It's as real as if you're there.

The silence, desolation, oozing, "cooing" bird calls of the late night village are so real.

People watching the live broadcast were immediately interested.

This anchor is a bit of material.

"Goo~

Goo~" "Goo~!"

The village is surrounded by giant trees.

The pond water at night is pitch black, and the moon light in the night sky seems to be absorbed after being thrown into the pond, and there is no light reflection on the surface of the water.

Jiu Xi stood at the entrance of the village and gazed at the decaying blackened pillar with a crumbling wooden plaque on it.

Through the shadowy moonlight, the handwriting on it faintly revealed three words.

But the handwriting is windy and sunny, except for the last Ling character, the first two words cannot be read.

The words are written in red paint, which is particularly eerie in the bleak moonlight.

The flashlight in Jiuxi's hand swept at the entrance of the village, but he found nothing.

The wind at night was cool, and Jiu Xi frowned slightly.

There is no trace of yin.

There is also no breath of a living person.

Everything seems to be normal.

But normal is the biggest abnormality.

Jiu Xi didn't waste much time thinking about it, and stepped into the village.

As soon as she entered the village, Jiu Xi felt like she was being watched.

There are about 100 families in this village.

The village road is paved with flat stones, and every house is neatly built.

You can see how lively this village had to be when it was prosperous.

Everywhere the flashlight passes, you can see how much care was put into building this village.

Jiuxi's spiritual power covered tens of meters, and he didn't see a living person wherever he passed.

The more Jiu Xi went, the stronger the weird feeling became.

Just after walking for more than ten minutes, Jiu Xi suddenly stopped.

She finally noticed where the weirdness of the village came from.

Since stepping into the village, Jiu Xi has not heard insects or seen a living creature.

But when outside the village, Jiuxi can still hear the chirping of insects and birds.

The attentive people in the live broadcast room are obviously aware of this.

Many of them are donkey friends who walk in the free wilderness.

They could see at a glance the weirdness of the village.

"Is the anchor alone? If I don't think I'm going to risk moving forward, it's better to go back. A

netizen named Starry Night Sky sent out a barrage.

And then there are more echoes underneath.

"The anchor better go back, I look at the evil door in this place, and I have also seen other horror anchor places, but it's not this real, seriously, I seem to be able to feel the atmosphere of the village, that feeling is like I'm there!"

"The upstairs is right! I thought I was the only one who had that idea.

"Plus one upstairs."

Soon, the barrage was all this plus one to make Jiu Xi run.

Jiu Xi ignored netizens.

Take out the original small bell from the space.

As soon as the small bell appeared, the bell levitated in front of Jiu Xi and emitted a pale light.

"Jingle Bell~"

netizens can't see all the movements of Jiuxi, because the live broadcast equipment Jiuxi is installed on the right shoulder.

Netizens could only see a small bell suddenly appear in the camera.

Without waiting for netizens to ridicule the anchor for being unreliable and fooling people with a toy, the small bell "Oh" turned into white light and flew into the distance.

Then netizens in the live broadcast room saw that the surrounding scene was changing rapidly.

It was Jiu Xi chasing the bell.

I don't know how long it took, the scene of flying away quickly stopped.

It was an ancient house with red lanterns.

Furuya is a wooden house structure.

The building of the house is carved with beams and paintings, the light cyan tile house wall, and an ancient locust tree full of white locust flowers stands in the left corner of the wall outside the ancient house.

Two red lanterns swayed in the wind, and the red candle lights flickered on and off.

"Squeak~~"

The vermilion gate suddenly opened slowly, and an old woman with an old-fashioned lantern appeared at the door.

The old woman seemed to have just seen Jiuxi.

The cloudy old eyes narrowed slightly, and the lantern in his hand was slightly raised, as if to see Jiuxi's appearance clearly.

The people in the live broadcast room were stunned when they saw the lighted house that suddenly appeared in the dark and silent village.

The scene of just regressing rapidly all the way is in everyone's eyes.

It's all barren as you see.

How could a family suddenly appear?

Or an old man appears at one o'clock in the morning?

Isn't that a little too weird?

If you change to usual, netizens will definitely ridicule the anchor's script design is really good.

Even the venue environment group performance came out.

This is definitely a production of conscience.

But netizens now only feel a pang of fear.

Some netizens lying on the bed "swooped" and withdrew their feet outside the bed.

The old man looked at Jiu Xi, a little wary.

"Who are you? What to do in Lijiazhuang at night? Jiu

Xi was silent, and then said with a smile: "Why did I come to the old man's house and really don't know?" You don't know, your master knows. The

old woman's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, pursed her mouth, turned slightly sideways and said to Jiuxi: "You come first."

"Don't go in! Groove! It wouldn't be a ghost, would it? Why do I have a cold breath on my back?!

Netizens saw that Jiuxi actually walked into that strange house, and they were a little anxious.

But then I thought about it, maybe this is a script for live broadcasting.

Netizens who think like this are suddenly less afraid.

Jiu Xi walked into the courtyard, and the old woman carefully closed the door, and hurriedly walked in front with a lantern in her hand.

The old woman turned back to Jiu Xi and said, "You hurry, it's not early." The

old woman looked slightly flustered, and her eyes unconsciously looked at the dark night, as if she was afraid of something.