No one knew when the wind started blowing outside. It was the height of summer in August, but the wind was bone-chilling. The windows that still had glass made rapid and messy shaking sounds. It was as if the dormant hospital had suddenly woken up.
Li Xianyu held his breath. He had not felt this oppressive feeling for a long time. The wind brushed against the window frame and made a sharp whistling sound. The wind blew the girls' hair and clothes. The candles flickered violently and then went out.
At the moment when the white candles went out, Li Xianyu saw that Xiaoyou's shadow on the wall had become two, and the extra shadow was riding on her neck.
The ward was plunged into darkness.
"What's going on? The wind suddenly blew," Xu Qing Qing said in a trembling voice.
"Maybe it's going to rain." Wang Sizhuo turned on the flashlight and walked to the window. "The wind is getting weaker, but looking at the sky, it's going to rain soon."
The chilly wind came and went quickly. The night sky was as dark as ink. There were no stars or moon. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
Li Xianyu turned on the flashlight on his phone and shone it on Xiaoyou. Her back was on the wall. The creepy shadow had disappeared.
He walked to the window and looked out. His pupils shrank slightly. All he could see was darkness. He didn't know when the streetlights in the distance had been extinguished. They were in the hospital. Outside, except for this room, there was only darkness.
Wang Sizhuo must not have noticed this detail. Otherwise, he would not be so calm.
"Quick, look!" Xiaoyou cried out in surprise.
There was an extra word on the white paper. It was written in bright red: Death!
Before the white candles went out, there was nothing on the paper.
The air suddenly became quiet. Xu Qing Qing's face was slightly pale. Wang Sizhuo frowned and pondered. Obviously, the word "death" was beyond the scope. They did not design this part.
This was not how the script was supposed to be.
"There really are foul things coming." Li Xianyu had a horrified expression on his face. "How about we leave and stop playing?"
Xiaoyou looked at him for a moment. She seemed to realize something and rolled her eyes at him. This little brother really knew how to play. This expression was exactly the same as when he pinched her butt to take advantage of her.
"Something scary happened. When we were summoning the Pen Spirit, the candle suddenly went out, and the paper …" Xiaoyou was a clever girl, so she turned the camera to face the white paper. "This word was left for us by the Pen Spirit. Friends in the livestream room, the ritual has been interrupted. The Pen Spirit might very well be beside us. Do you know how to ask the Pen Spirit to leave?"
She even interacted with the audience.
The bullet screen in the live broadcast room was going crazy. Some people doubted that it was a script, some felt that it was very exciting, and some people were spamming "so scary, so scary" on the bullet screen, but they were watching with relish.
"Let's go. Stop the live broadcast." Li Xianyu pretended to be scared.
Xiaoyou was very satisfied with this result. Today's supernatural live broadcast had been very successful. It had captured the curiosity of many viewers, and the gifts had not stopped. Of course she didn't want to leave. "I'm just a weak girl and I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? I will protect you. "
Have you always been this brave?
Chinese was taught by a PE teacher, so he didn't know how to spell the word 'death'?
But even if he was a PE teacher, he knew that he would die if he didn't court death.
Li Xianyu felt like ten thousand alpacas were galloping in his heart. His Spirit Eye had not been activated, which meant that there were no vengeful spirits in the room. But before the candle was extinguished, he had clearly seen a ghostly figure. And the words in blood had appeared out of nowhere. If it had been written in the dark by the three members of the death-seeking group, there was no way Li Xianyu would not have noticed it.
Not good! The situation was slowly spiraling out of control.
He subconsciously looked at Great-grandmother. Great-grandmother's expression was very serious, and she shook her head slightly at him.
"Look, the audience in my live broadcast room is complaining about you," Xiaoyou said with a smile.
"Complaining about me?" Li Xianyu was stunned.
"They said that you are Ruan Xiao 'er and Wu Yong," she said.
"…" Li Xianyu ignored her and pulled Great-grandmother to the corner of the wall. With a serious expression, he asked, "What's going on?"
Great-grandmother shook her head.
"What's with the shaking of your head?" Li Xianyu was going crazy.
"I didn't sense any resentment, and I didn't see the existence of resentful spirits."
"Impossible."
"I saw the ghostly shadow too." Great-grandmother frowned. "The words on the paper seemed to have been there all along. I didn't even see how they appeared. That's tricky, Sun Scoundrel. "
Sun Scoundrel, you are indeed a troublemaker.
There was obviously something strange about this hospital. It was not as simple as a supernatural incident. First of all, there was that sudden sinister wind. This was the privilege of a big shot. For a century-old demon like Cui Hua, who was worshipped by incense, it formed a climate. When she entered and left, there was a strong wind accompanying her.
What did the resentful spirits do to have such power? And they could even hide from her eyes and ears.
"Let me tell you, it's not good for me to fight now. If we meet someone of Cui Hua's level again, we will have to escape and let Cui Hua take over. As for this group of people, they won't leave. Their life and death are up to fate. "Great-grandmother said," If anything happens to them, it will be your fault. "
"Why?" Li Xianyu had no idea.
"Xiaoyou, I want to go to the toilet. Come with me." Xu Qing Qing was a little timid.
"Great, I want to go too." Xiaoyou passed the camera and connected phone to Wang Sizhuo. The two of them went to the toilet together.
"I'll go too." Li Xianyu was worried and followed them out.
The toilet was in the middle of the corridor, about ten meters away from their ward. The two women walked in front while Li Xianyu followed behind. When they entered the toilet, Li Xianyu also turned into the men's toilet next door.
The toilet retained its style from more than ten years ago. The original color of the walls could no longer be seen. The urinal had been dry for many years. Li Xianyu opened the cubicle and looked around. He really hoped that the Pen Spirit would come for him. That way, he would teach it how to be a ghost.
And if it came for Xiaoyou, he would be next door, ready to help at any time.
"Xiaoyou, let's go back. This place is quite strange," Xu Qing Qing said worriedly.
"Before we came, you said you were a paranormal enthusiast. Now you're scared?" Xiaoyou said nonchalantly.
"But the Pen Spirit …"
"There's no Pen Spirit. The words in blood were written by that handsome guy."
"Really?" Xu Qing Qing's tone changed.
"Yeah, I just didn't expose him. On the way here, he even pinched my butt. Aiyo, my butt was burning. And he lied and said it wasn't him. If it wasn't him, could it be a ghost?" Xiaoyou mumbled, "The words in blood were also written by him. I could tell at a glance. I guess he wanted to take the opportunity to act like a man. "
"He's so cunning," Xu Qing Qing said indignantly.
"Lower your voice. He's just next door." Xiaoyou had a different opinion. She said in a low voice, "I think he's quite good at flirting."
When a handsome man acts like a hooligan, it's called flirting.
When an ugly man acts like a hooligan, it's called acting like a hooligan.
In the eyes of women, Li Xianyu's delicate skin and tall figure were probably the same as a young girl's in the eyes of an otaku.
The three of them met outside the toilet. The woman was indeed a natural drama queen. Her expression did not change. It was as if they weren't the ones who were gossiping about Li Xianyu behind his back.
"Are you really not leaving?" Li Xianyu asked.
"It's still early. I do live broadcasts until midnight every day. Today is a paranormal broadcast. I won't stop broadcasting before one," Xiaoyou said.
Bear the consequences … Li Xianyu turned around and left. His steps were hurried.
"Where are you going?" Xiaoyou shouted. He left in the opposite direction of the ward. It was as if he had something urgent to do. He walked quickly.
Of course, I'm going to save the actors from your death-seeking team.
Li Xianyu heard a short cry coming from the second floor. Normal people couldn't hear it, but he could hear it clearly with his hearing.
Great-grandmother was left to look after this group of people. Although Great-grandmother was injured, it was still a piece of cake for her to deal with the wraiths. No matter how fierce the wraiths were, they were still wraiths. The actors were in trouble. Cui Hua, a cat, might not be able to take care of them. He had to go and take a look.
The Pen Spirit was summoned, but it didn't seem to directly attack everyone in the ward. Perhaps it was shocked by his handsomeness, so it turned to attack the actors.
A few minutes ago, Wang Xue was lurking in the ward on the second floor. She was dressed in white, her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered in pale makeup. Beside her was a skateboard.
The ward was dark. It was so quiet that no sound could be heard. Coming to an abandoned hospital in the middle of the night, it would be a lie to say that it wasn't creepy. Girls were sensitive and liked to imagine things. In such an environment, she didn't even dare to play with her phone. She sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, and listened to the movements outside.
Xu Qing Qing and Wang Sizhuo were the female anchor, Xiaoyou's friends. Wang Xue and the other two companions were hired by Xiaoyou. They were paid to do things. If it was creepy, so be it.
Wang Xue recited the core values of socialism in her heart. As she recited, she realized that her willpower was firmer. Her heart was more imposing. It was as if she had been given a dignified buff.
It was quite effective …
At that moment, a clear sound of footsteps came from the corridor. It was especially clear in the silent darkness.
They were here!
Wang Xue's spirit was lifted.
But soon, she realized that something was wrong. The footsteps were very clear. She could tell that it was a person's footsteps and not the live broadcast team downstairs.
Was it a fellow actor?
She slowly stood up and poked her head out of the door. She looked in the direction of the corridor, but it was empty.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps came again.
Behind me?!
Wang Xue's heart skipped a beat. Even breathing became difficult. She had been sitting here. If someone came from the corridor, they would definitely pass by the room. It was impossible that she didn't know.
What kind of person could sneak past her without a sound and go to the other end of the corridor?
Unless it wasn't a person.
Wang Xue's entire body was cold. She stiffened her neck and slowly turned her head to look.
At the end of the dark corridor, there seemed to be a black shadow standing quietly in the darkness. She couldn't see it clearly, but Wang Xue could feel that it was staring at her.
"Who, who is there?" she asked with a trembling voice.
The black shadow remained silent and looked at her from afar.
Wang Xue swallowed her saliva. She took out the flashlight from her pocket and turned it on. The light shone on the figure behind her. The scene in front of her was simply creepy.
It was a woman wearing a white dress. The dress was worn out, and her hair was loose. She couldn't see her face.
Wang Xue moved the flashlight's light to her toes with a blank expression. Her breathing began to get heavier. She calmed herself down. The flashlight's light moved away from her toes and moved along the long corridor. Once again, it shone on the hem of the white dress. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but it was closer to her.
Wang Xue's expression began to distort, and her breathing became heavier. Her whole body was cold, and her legs were shaking uncontrollably.
She counted in her heart and suddenly turned on the flashlight. The corridor was empty, and the figure in the white dress had disappeared.
Illusion, illusion?!
Wang Xue wanted to comfort herself, but she knew that it was definitely not an illusion. They came here to do a paranormal live broadcast, but they definitely didn't want to meet a ghost.
It was really poisonous. They just randomly chose a haunted address and they really met a ghost.
She couldn't stay here anymore. She had to leave immediately. She didn't want the money anymore. But when she turned around, her heart was cold.
The white dress was standing behind her, and it lifted the face with the black hair that was loose.
It was a broken face that was rotting and oozing pus. There were no eyeballs in the pitch-black eye sockets, and pitch-black blood was flowing out of them. The female ghost opened her mouth. The corner of her mouth was cracked to the ear, and half of her face was bloody.
"Ah ~" Wang Xue was scared out of her wits. Just as the scream rushed out of her throat, a cold hand strangled her neck.
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