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"Grandma, don't scare me, I'm naturally timid. I can even have nightmares for four to five days just by watching people kill chickens." The bitterness on my face wasn't entirely fake. The room where someone had died three months ago was just across from mine.

"It's fine if you don't come out, you should... "I'm fine..." The chunky old lady turned and left. I stood alone in the corridor. A cold wind blew past me, making me feel cold from head to toe.

Under the flickering light, I took another look at room 206 across the way. The painted wood of the door was rough on the surface, and apart from the number of the door, it was no different from any other door.

"What's there to be afraid of? We've already come this far." I took out the cigarette the driver had given me, lit it, and pushed through the door into room 203.

The room was much larger than he had imagined, with a separate bathroom, a double bed, and an old-fashioned wardrobe next to the wall.

Although the furnishings were simple, there was still quite a bit to be found. Overall, 35 RMB for a whole night was considered cheap.

Looking at the phone, it was already 11pm. I stubbed out my cigarette and put the camera on the windowsill. "I really didn't expect my live show premiere to be held in a hotel room for 35 yuan a night."

The equipment was still functioning normally, so I inserted the mobile code stick and opened the Large screen phone's Underworld Show icon.

"Image acquisition in progress …"

"Connecting the barrage of bullets …"

"Data stable. Do you want to start the live broadcast?"

I, who had already mentally prepared myself, didn't hesitate and clicked the "Yes" word on the screen. The surface of my phone went black for a moment, and when it lit up again, I switched to the live broadcast screen.

A well-proportioned young man about 1.8 meters tall was standing beside the bed with a mobile phone in his hand.

"So this is what it feels like to see myself on TV." The broadcast had begun, but my studio was empty.

"There's a specialty in the field, letting me solve a murder case and follow an extramarital relationship is fine, but I'm just an outsider watching a live broadcast." How could he attract more people to watch? I thought back to those popular female broadcasters and couldn't help but lower my head to look at my collar. "It's a pity that I don't have a chest, and I don't even have the capital to sell meat …"

"The Tencel baby died in the murder room."

"Someone is coming! Welcome baby to super thriller live broadcast room! Here is the truest challenge, the most horrifying story! " I was suddenly stuck because I had no idea what to do next. Just sit here in the middle of the night and wait for a ghost to knock on the door?

"Speaking of which, I was clearly ordering the allure of a beauty. Why did you come in as a lackey?" On the other side of the screen, even the Heavenly Thread Baby who died in murder was also in a stupefied state: "Host, what are you broadcasting? There wasn't even a live broadcast announcement? "

"I can be considered the host of a supernatural adventure, but that's not important. The purpose of my live broadcast is to find an answer."

"What answer?"

"Is there a ghost in the world?"

Lord Tieling said, "Hur Hur, I like to see you speak nonsense with a straight face."

The senior fell in love with me: "I have also been looking for greasy sister corpse."

With just a few words, the popularity of the live broadcast had risen to 11. It seemed like there were quite a lot of channels for the Underworld's show in terms of information flow guidance.

Without exception, all the people in my live broadcast room were deceived. Some of them were studying small movies, with their pants off and a commercial popping up all of a sudden.

Poor boy, I hope I haven't left him with any psychological trauma.

The others had also entered unintentionally, but they all had a common trait. At this moment, they were all watching by themselves.

"Host, why do I feel that the room you're in looks familiar?" I think I've seen it on the news? " The water friend with the ID of Class 2, Year Three, and Officer Huang suddenly shot a colorful bullet: "Host, I'm from River City, your place of residence can't be Anxiang Hotel, right?"

"Finally, a normal person came." I took out the newspaper that I had prepared for a long time, "That's right, this is Anxiang Hotel."

"Maybe the various water friend s still don't know what kind of place this is, so please look at the newspaper in my hands. Three months ago, a strange death occurred in this building, the police still have not found out the truth, so they can only attribute the death to accidental death."

"However, a while ago, there was a photo of a dead man on the internet. The man in the photo had his pupils dilated and his upper and lower jaws opened up to 90 degrees. Anyone with some common sense would know that he must have seen something extremely scary before he died!"

"What did he see? Don't you want to know? "

The live broadcast room suddenly became silent. Perhaps everyone was trying to determine whether my words were true or false.

"The number of this room is 203. The room where the murder occurred three months ago is just across from mine." The ash fell, and I don't know when, but I lit another cigarette and watched myself on the screen.

"Tonight, I'm going to bring you guys back to the truth. That's right, using your life to witness the horror, that's the meaning of the existence of the super thriller live broadcast."

The audience didn't seem to care about what he said.

Lord Iron Ridge: "Go to the side. It's over. Even the police can't find it. Who do you think you are?!"

Don't spray me, I'm very fragile: "A screenshot has been taken, sit and watch the streamer be scared to the point of peeing."

The safety manager: "Meng Xin, what you need now is insurance, the latest family insurance package launched by my company, a policy to protect your home …"

Class Two's Officer Huang: "Anxiang Hotel is indeed a strange place. We might encounter something there, be careful, streamer!"

The variety and variety of the water friend's barrage of bullets diluted the fear and depression in my heart. Actually, according to the missions in the Underworld, I didn't have to interact with other people, I only needed to live through tonight. But an expert amongst the common folk, if he were to die, perhaps speaking to the water friend for help would be my only way out.

"Alright, calm down everyone. Let's take a look at the surroundings first. Although I don't know much about the Wind and Water Mystery, the streamer has been in the police academy for two years, so the death scene survey is not too bad."

Room 203 wasn't the room where the deceased died three months ago, but if the Underworld's show was going to broadcast live here, it meant that there was something wrong with the room.

"The doors and windows are intact and the floor is clean. Although the furniture is out of date, it is very clean and can be said to be spotless." I lay on the floor with the cigarette butt in my mouth. "There's no blood under the bed or any suspicious items. The wardrobe is a little wet. The TV facing the bed is just for decoration. Eh?"

I moved the old-fashioned box TV forward and found a mirror taped to the wall behind it.

It wasn't too big, and the thirty-inch screen was just enough to cover it.

"Meng Quan, the mirror is a taboo when it comes to beds. I'm guessing that the room you're staying in isn't for the living." The barrage from the Half Immortal Liu of Qingcheng Mountain caused the broadcast room, which had just quietened down, to once again become lively.

Iron Ridge said, "Every day, I make up a mirror in my bedroom. Now, I can live comfortably."

"Wasn't Bai Suzhen at the foot of the Qingcheng mountain?" Liujianxian, Fa Hai is calling you for dinner. "

Half Immortal Liu of Qingcheng Mountain: "Believe it or not, Feng Shui Mirror is used to repel monsters and protect you from evil, so you should be facing the direction of the fiendish demons. To be aimed at someone is like looking at a fiend, which is equivalent to opening one's mouth. Everyday, Yang Qi is being sucked out of them by their bloody mouths, and the lightest would cause one's mind to become restless, while the worst would be when their family is destroyed and their people perished. "

Handsome and Living Girl: "I'm just trying to figure out a fraud upstairs. Which true practitioner is typing so fast?"

Half Immortal Liu of Qingcheng Mountain: "I, Dao Lord, have trained hard since I was young. If you don't accept this, come and fight!"

I massaged my temples as I looked at the screen full of bullets. If I hadn't experienced the Light-Free Road night, I would have been a complete atheist. But that soul-stirring interview was like an iron hammer, smashing apart everything I had always believed in.

"Is there really such a strange power in this world?" I took the camera and said, "Liujianxian, calm down. It is indeed unlucky for me to live here. Can you take a look for me?

Half Immortal Liu of Qingcheng Mountain: "You know it's a haunted house but you still want to live in it? Hearing my words, little brother, hurry up and pack your things and leave. Otherwise, your luck in the future will be affected. "

Iron Ridge was giving out a huge bounty of 99 underworld coins.

Iron Ridge said, "Don't listen to that bullshit. If you stay here for the night, I'll reward you 99 points every hour."

"There's a present just like that?" The low-level gifts of the Underworld's show are divided into underworld money, ingots and gold bricks. The introduction of the gifts are all on the contract documents, but I didn't read through it carefully at the time.