Chapter 192
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Unfortunately, the popularity of the live broadcast room has soared to 40,000, and the barrages are scrolling on the screen, but their barrages are like a stone sinking into the sea.
Moreover, most of the barrages in this kind of haunted house live broadcast are all scare comments.
What anchor, there is a person standing behind you, what anchor, look at the corner of the eaves behind you, there is a head flying, what anchor, your crotch is bleeding. There are all kinds of barrages.
Gao Fangyao was dazzled and didn't see the barrages that really showed ghosts.
But perhaps because of the bluffing of the barrage viewers, plus his own flash of inspiration and creepy ideas, Gao Fangyao was flustered.
If it were normal, he would definitely turn around with a smile and look behind him, and then show off his exaggerated acting skills.
He didn't turn around, but stepped out of the area under the bed.
The ghost who was about to grab Gao Fangyao's ankle pounced in vain and slowly shrank back.
"Dear audience, it's 10 pm now. I remember that the second person died at this time. He is sleeping. Who of you can gather 10 rockets and send them. I will turn off the lights.
Suddenly, a rich man spent a lot of money to send 10 rockets, and attached a barrage :
"10 rockets, turn off the lights and send you to heaven."
Gao Fangyao turned off the lights happily. He did not notice that after he turned off the lights, there were several such bullet comments in the scrolling bullet comments.
"It's cold, the lights are off, the ghost hand is about to come out"
"Who is going to invite Lin Zhengying to come out? The anchor is probably going to die."
"Haha, the fourth person to die in this room is about to be born."
If someone with sharp eyes sees these comments, they will find that the ID of the person who sent them is the audience who saw the ghost hand before.
The lights in the room were turned off, and the whole room fell into darkness. Only the light from the mobile phone shone on Gao Fangyao's face, making it look like a ghost face.
"It is now 10:10 pm. The second person who died here died at this time. Let's go to the bathroom. It is said that the first person who died here was in the bathroom."
Gao Fangyao said as he walked towards the bathroom in the dark.
Because of the dark environment without lights, he did not notice that there was a wisp of smoke floating out from under the bed in the room, and the smoke was getting more and more. It was not until half an hour later that Gao Fangyao came out of the bathroom and opened the closet in front of the closet that he felt something.
He felt that the screen of his mobile phone was a little blurry, not like a problem with the phone, but it seemed that his eyes were a little hazy, and he felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and his throat felt like he had swallowed a handful of sand.
And the barrage also frequently sent some words
"Why does the picture seem blurry? Did I masturbate too much?"
"The person upstairs is in a very elegant mood, live broadcasting a haunted house, and you are actually masturbating to the anchor, what a romantic mood"
"It doesn't seem to be a problem with the image quality, it seems to be foggy."
"Damn, is there haze in your room?"
Looking at the comments, Gao Fangyao was stunned and ran to turn on the light in the dark.
""Ah!" Gao Fangyao screamed.
At this moment, the whole room was filled with smoke, so thick that the floor could not be seen. The surroundings were also foggy, as if in a fairyland full of clouds and mist.
This situation made Gao Fang jump. The first thing he thought of was a fire?!
The billowing smoke frightened Gao Fangyao, who was in no mood to broadcast live, and he quickly ran to the door to run out
"What's going on? Why can't the door be opened?"
Karala, Gao Fangyao panicked as he frantically pulled the door handle.
The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Gao Fangyao felt that breathing was getting more and more uncomfortable. He couldn't open the door, but fortunately, although he was panicked, he still had some rationality. When he couldn't open the door, he ran to open the window.
However, he found that the window couldn't be opened either!
The whole room had become a closed room.
Cough! Cough!
The smoke choked him and made him cough continuously. He looked around and suddenly remembered something!
The three people who died in this room were all closed at the scene, which seemed to have become a secret room, just like now.
He was so scared that he hurriedly picked up the phone to ask for help, but found that the live broadcast was interrupted and the mobile phone had no signal reception.
Seeing this, he forced himself to calm down and remembered that there was an internal phone in the room.
At this time, the visibility in the room was getting lower and lower, and it was full of thick smoke.
He came to the internal phone, but before he picked up the phone and dialed, he found that the phone couldn't be dialed at all...
Faced with all kinds of weirdness, he became more and more panicked, ran to the door and knocked frantically
""Boss! Boss! Come and open the door! Is there anyone there? I can't get out, come and save me!"
No one answered from outside.
The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and his coughing became more and more severe. It was very difficult to breathe and he couldn't catch his breath.
"That’s right! That’s right! Oxygen cylinder."Gao Fangyao picked up the oxygen cylinder and started to inhale.
At the same time,
Gao Fangyao’s live broadcast room suddenly closed the live broadcast ten minutes ago, and all the viewers were puzzled.
Although the live broadcast room was suddenly closed, none of the viewers ran away, and they were still chatting in the live broadcast room, talking about why the anchor suddenly closed the live broadcast room.
Some people said that the anchor’s program effect was very JBOK, and he turned off the live broadcast to pretend that a ghost appeared. Some people said that the anchor’s mobile phone was in arrears, and some people said...
Among these barrages, the previous few IDs had the most barrages.
"It's over. The host passed away."
"You bunch of idiots, stop talking nonsense, the host is really dead, I just saw a ghost hand, there really is a ghost!"
"I have called the police, hoping to save the anchor. Damn, it's better to believe it than not."
……
Half an hour later, the police arrived because of a call from the audience.
When they opened the door to Gao Fangyao's room, it was empty and very quiet, without a trace of smoke. Everything seemed ordinary, a quiet and empty room.
Then, the police walked into the room, searched and opened the only closed bathroom door in the room.
The bathroom door opened and the police found Gao Fangyao.
At this time, Gao Fangyao's face was as pale as paper, his face was terrified, and he was holding an empty oxygen cylinder with his pupils contracted, as if he had encountered something terrible.
Gao Fangyao is dead.……
……
The next day, Wang Ping and Lao Chen came to the Dongsu Hotel and learned that someone had died again.
After learning the whole story from the neighbors, Wang Ping and Lao Chen walked into the Dongsu Hotel and began to negotiate with the boss about exorcising the ghost.
After a series of deaths, the boss believed that there must be something wrong with this room, and he was afraid that there was something dirty.
Seeing Wang Ping enter the room, the boss looked strange and asked Lao Chen beside him.
"Mr. Chen, are you sure Mr. Wang is here to exorcise ghosts?"
"Are you sure? What's wrong?"
The boss pointed directly at Wang Ping who was entering the room and the 10 oxygen cylinders on Wang Ping's waist, and said with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"Why, I feel like he is not here to exorcise ghosts, but to blackmail me for my oxygen tank.……"
Just now, Wang Ping asked the boss for 10 bottles of oxygen before entering the room, because he heard that the boss gave away oxygen bottles, so he generously asked for all the boss's oxygen bottles.
He said,"I just came back from Kyoto and I want to breathe some clean oxygen.""
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