Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

This call came by coincidence, but most coincidences are already prepared.

Jiang Ye glanced at the landline phone in his hand. This call started when he was doing live broadcasts. Old Wu, Old Huang, and later Xiaorui and the little girl carrying a doll also made calls.

But later on, people increasingly preferred other ways to call Jiang Ye and stay on the live broadcast page, such as directly contacting via Internet phone or mobile phone.

Seeing the landline ringing, Jiang Ye answered it and said as before: "Hello, I am the horror anchor Jiang Ye. I am very happy to receive your call. My friend, are you watching my live broadcast now? "

"I, I just entered your live broadcast room when I was searching. After scanning it, I saw a phone number and I called you."

"I know, but I don't know what to call this audience?"

"My name is Pan Xian, anchor, you can just call me Xiao Pan. I am nineteen years old, and I am currently at home helping my father with the fields contracted by our family.

"Hello, Xiao Pan, but you are only nineteen years old, why don't you go to school? Is it because your family's financial conditions are not very good?"

Jiang Ye asked, as if it was a daily chat.

Xiao Pan, who was a little nervous when he made the call, now felt much more relaxed.

"Hey, family conditions are a reason, but I am stupid and really have no talent for reading. Although I am not at the bottom of every exam, I am always in the middle and lower reaches and I am desperate. It happens that my dad has been very busy in the past few years, so I I just said I didn’t want to study anymore and stayed at home to help him.”

Jiang Ye nodded silently: "It is often said that reading is the only way for many people to change their destiny, and I firmly believe this. But everyone has his own destiny. There are some scholars in this world who are talented, smart, and some work hard. But that doesn’t mean that hard work will definitely lead to results. Xiao Pan, as long as you don’t regret your choice, it’s the same if you work hard.”

"Yeah, I didn't expect the anchor to be so understanding. When you asked me why I didn't go to school, I was a little embarrassed."

"Then are you still embarrassed now?"

"No, anchor, you are very kind. I feel much relieved when I hear your voice."

"Okay, then let me tell you something."

Pan Xian said hello on the other end, but when he spoke again, he suddenly asked a question: "Anchor, before I say anything, I want to confirm something with you. What if I picked up a woman's hair comb on the road at night? Will a comb be bad?"

"You picked up a comb used by women to comb their hair on the street? What does it look like?"

"A red comb. The comb is very ordinary. It's red plastic. I remember that combs like that were used by many people in the past. But then, the combs people used became better and better, and the cheap plastic combs became more and more popular." Less. I picked it up one night, when I just came back from looking at the water in the field. When I was walking on the ridge, I saw the comb on the ground, but I picked it up except for the comb. The plastic handle is very clean, except for the black dirt left between the teeth of the comb from years of combing.”

"When I saw that comb, my intuition told me that the comb must have been dropped by someone just now. Otherwise, the comb shouldn't be so clean, especially on the field ridge. There must be mud, right?"

Xiao Pan said, and Jiang Ye responded: "According to common sense, it is true. Especially if something like a comb is in the mud, you can see more dirt after ten seconds.

"Yes, yes, that's what I meant, but the comb I picked up was very clean. Although the teeth are a little dirty, it's normal."

"Could it be that someone went to the field ridge and accidentally dropped it?"

"Impossible, it was already past one o'clock at night when I walked there! As I said just now, I am now at home helping my dad to inspect the two hundred acres of farmland contracted by the official's family. Before that night, the weather had not rained much. It happened that the reservoir above released water during the day, and the water flowed through the farmland at that time. My dad was worried that if there was too much water, the seedlings would be submerged, so he thought of going to the field to check the water flow. He was tired from working during the day and snored loudly when he slept, so I told him to go. My dad asked me if I was afraid, and I said that when I was still in school, didn’t I often follow you running in the fields at night? "

"He didn't say much, so I went out alone with the hoe, and then I picked up the comb. Oh, by the way, I had a weird feeling when I picked up the comb!"

0…Please give me flowers…………

"What does it feel like?"

"It's the handle of the comb that still feels warm when I hold it in my hand! It's like being held in someone's hand just now, but then it fell to the ground and I picked it up again."

"That's not necessarily true. The climate over there should be hot recently. The object will basically not get cold when you hold it in your hand, right?"

"That's what I said, but the feeling at the time was really the same as what I just said. At that time, when I held it in my hand, I felt a little bit hairy in my heart."

Jiang Ye didn't respond immediately. After thinking for a moment, he asked a question: "How far is the farmland from your home?"

"Only one or two miles away, the farmland here is relatively concentrated. Some villages are behind the farmland, and some are in front. It's like an encirclement. The people around them relied on those villages in the previous poverty era. Our village is behind those farmlands, and there is an open space in the middle that was used for threshing and drying grain. Anyway, according to my foot strength, one or two miles is one kilometer, so I can walk there quickly. very!"

"Then if someone is really standing on the field ridge combing their hair, you should be able to see it, right?"

"If there was really someone there, I would definitely be able to see it. But there was really no one that night. I could see it very clearly, because it was surrounded by open space. There were one or two hills blocking the fields. But I can see that I don’t have to go around mountains or anything.”

"Then what happened to you after you picked up that comb?"

Jiang Ye asked again, and Xiao Pan's tone finally became a little different at this time.

His breathing was obviously a little faster, and he said: "A lot of hair, all kinds of fallen hair. You can see it in the sink of my house, under my bed, and on the table in my room." No matter how I clean it, it happens every once in a while, especially after one night, it feels like...it's like there's a woman living in my house!"