Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

Li Jiahai's words completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

No wonder he looked so haggard when he appeared in the video.

He had that kind of dream every night, especially when he saw someone die because of it. Li Jiahai couldn't vent his inner torture just by saying a damn thing.

Jiang Ye looked at Li Jiahai and asked, "Didn't Mr. Li go find someone to ask?"

"Looking for it, I went to the most famous Taoist temple in Liaocheng and met their temple owner. I told him the problem, and they said I was haunted by evil spirits at the murder scene. I asked him what to do, What do you think people think?"

"What's wrong?"

"He made an eight to me with his hand.

"Want money?"

"Yes, I thought it would cost eight thousand yuan at the time. Although it hurt a lot, I thought that if this continued, the money would go to the hospital without being put into his pocket, so I was still willing. But he told me it wasn't the case. Eight thousand, that’s eighty thousand! I’m a grandma with 80,000 yuan. If I can just spend 80,000 yuan casually, can I still rent in a residential building that costs a few hundred yuan a month?"

"I ignored the Taoist priest, but since that case, the dream has become more and more real."

As he spoke, Li Jiahai patted his forehead painfully. While patting, he was still trying hard to control his yawning.

"Mr. Li, let me help you solve this matter. If you really want to sleep, 233 otherwise you go get a mirror, preferably a floor-length mirror. Then you turn off the lights and light candles."

"That won't work. As soon as I close my eyes, that ghost will come out."

"Mr. Li, don't worry so much. Trust me... I'm much more reliable than that Taoist priest who asked for 80,000 yuan. In addition, before we do these things, we need you to confirm something for us."

"Okay, you say.

Jiang Ye pointed to the police window at this time. The policeman was holding a mobile phone with a photo of his body just sent by landlord Tan Xiong.

"In your previous police record, you said that you saw an old man standing downstairs one night. It was very dark that night, but you could still see his appearance clearly, right?"

"Yes.

"Then please confirm whether the photo that appears on this window is the old man you saw that night!"

Li Jiahai just glanced at the photo, and then shouted loudly: "It's him. The old man I saw that night was him. Who is this?"

"This old man was the landlord's father. He died the day after you saw him.

"The next day? Does that mean he wasn't dead then?"

"But look at the clothes on his body. Would a living person come out wearing those clothes at night? Mr. Li, I still want to ask you, did you say anything after entering the crime scene? For example Disrespectful words to the deceased?"

Jiang Ye asked this question, and Li Jiahai seemed a little embarrassed, and said: "I have a bad habit, that is, I talk too much. My mother-in-law and teacher scolded me before, and then I tried to change it but couldn't. But I am a typical talkative person, and I said some not-so-good things when I entered the crime scene."

"what did you say?"

"I said that these four old men die like this at home every day. I don't know what they did to die like this!"

Jiang Ye laughed a little weirdly after hearing this: "Mr. Li, I have to say something clearly. This sentence is always used by people with a sharp mouth to excuse themselves. No one has said anything about you. You can judge others casually. You may think that your words are just unintentional, but they may bring an indelible shadow to others. Those words will pierce people's hearts like a knife, so Mr. Li. You have to change this problem whether you want to change it or not. Too many people in this world die because of just one mouth."

"....

"Do you want to explain anything else? You were not the only one who went to the crime scene that day, right? Why didn't others have that kind of dream, but you did?"

Li Jiahai had nothing to say and nodded heavily: "If I want to say something in the future, I will think twice before speaking."

"I hope so. Mr. Li, go get ready and do as I say."

Jiang Ye ordered, and Li Jiahai left. (adai) Soon he prepared a mirror and a candle.

He has seen how to operate it countless times in his dreams, so he doesn't need anyone to give him any advice. He is even more familiar with it than the original creator, Lao Sun!

After placing the mirror, Li Jiahai was still a little scared, but when he saw Jiang Ye nodding frequently to reassure him, he finally boldly tried it.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Li Jiahai soon closed his eyes.

Jiang Ye also invited Lao Sun into the live broadcast room and asked: "Lao Sun, Mr. Li's approach should be what you wrote, right?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Li, just feel it slowly in front of the mirror now. No matter what you feel, you don't need to tell us at that time.

Li Jiahai nodded slightly, sitting in front of the mirror and not paying attention to anything, just feeling it carefully.

But time passed by, and Jiang Ye really didn't care about Li Jiahai.

About ten minutes later, thunderous snoring came from the live broadcast room.

Li Jiahai actually fell asleep?!

Everyone in the live broadcast room was full of astonishment, but Jiang Ye said calmly: "What's so strange about him sleeping? He couldn't sleep peacefully for many days, so he closed his eyes naturally now." Just fell asleep."

"But anchor, if Li Jiahai falls asleep, what happens next?"

"Look in the mirror!"

Jiang Ye said, and everyone stared at the floor-to-ceiling mirror with Ji Jiahai's figure floating on it.

But without any warning, a figure suddenly appeared behind Li Jiahai.

It was the old man wearing a dome hat and a suit embroidered with copper coin patterns.

When the old man appeared, everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

"Hello, old man!"

Jiang Ye smiled and called to the old man in the mirror, and the latter quickly said hello: "Hello."

"The day before the old man died, maybe his soul left his body, right?"

"Hey...yes, I have lived a long time. I was unable to speak or move a few days before my death. But I didn't expect that I could wander out of my body that night. I just felt like There was something strange in my house, so I stood looking upstairs for a long time. "

"Then what did the old gentleman see downstairs?"

Jiang Ye asked with a smile. There was obviously deep fear on the old man's face.

"I saw a shadow, a very fast shadow. I didn't see whether it was a man or a woman, but when I stood downstairs and looked at the lights in the room, it was blood red! Among the blood red , there was a person who walked very slowly, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Then did you see what happened to him?"

"In his hands, he held four bulging things, like heads!".