Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

In addition to the child's singing voice, there were bursts of "rustling" sounds on the phone like a gramophone.

The live broadcast room became quiet, and the song was still playing.

Jiang Ye's brows frowned at some point and he asked again: "Hey, hello, can you hear my voice?"

"My sister carried the doll on her back and walked to the garden to look at the flowers...

The music started playing again, and when he saw many people in the live broadcast room asking what was going on, Jiang Ye stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop talking.

His tone was a little lower, and he said to the phone: "Where are you? How did you dial my number? Hello?"

“Salad…sand…sah sah sah sah

"Dududu"

The phone was hung up, and Jiang Ye stared at the person dialed on the computer.

This call was different from the previous calls. She made it through an Internet phone call. Anyone who can make this call must, like Old Wu Xiaorui and others, first enter the live broadcast room and then automatically add Jiang Ye's friends before they can make the call.

Therefore, this number has no place of origin for the call. Jiang Ye stared at the user whose avatar was a girl, his brows still furrowed.

"I didn't expect this day to come so quickly."

Jiang Ye suddenly sighed, and the audience in the live broadcast room asked in confusion: "Anchor, what's going on? Why is there only singing on that phone, and the tune of the song is so eerie!"

"Yes, have you ever heard of this song? It was originally a normal children's song, but it was later adapted."

"Just like what the lyrics say, my father cut off my mother's head, and my mother's head rolled in front of me, and her eyes were still open! Fuck... Did some grandson do this? A prank coming out?"

"Yeah, he called but didn't speak and kept repeating this song. What does he want to do? What is his purpose?"

After the phone call was made, a banned song called "Chen Ji" was playing the whole time. Someone suggested: "Anchor, why don't you call back, or let some of our police officers and fans in the live broadcast room help check it out?"

Jiang Ye shook his head: "No need to check, I know where it is. I'm afraid this incident will require me to go there myself~"

"Holy shit, isn't it? Host, are you going to start your first offline live broadcast?"

At this time, Jiang Ye played the recording of the call again. Along with the bursts of singing, Jiang Ye said: "The call is from the person with this avatar. The only way to call me is She had to enter our live broadcast room before she could make a call, but only the song was playing on the phone, without any human sounds, not even the sound of anyone else breathing."

"This is a ghost call. There is no one who owns the phone. If I don't go there, I'm afraid there will be no way to solve the problem.

As Jiang Ye spoke, some viewers said: "Anchor, since it's not a human request, why bother?"

"If you don't care, then she may call every night from now on."

As Jiang Ye spoke, the audience in the live broadcast room thought of something he often said.

"Anchor, you are trapped!"

Jiang Ye smiled and nodded: "That's right, okay... Tonight's live broadcast ends here for now. That place is very far away from where I am, so I need to make some preparations in advance. But tomorrow night At eight o'clock, I should be able to broadcast live to everyone normally."

"Then can the anchor tell us where it is? Maybe we can go to that place to have a sex interview with you!"

"You can tell from the phone that the place I went to is not very clean. Let's get together again when we have the opportunity in the future. Today's live broadcast will end here first, and we will continue tomorrow night."

Jiang Ye declined the audience's invitation and went off the air.

After closing the live broadcast room, he did not take a rest immediately, but opened the phone recording again.

Listening to every sound inside, a smile slowly appeared on Jiang Ye's face, and he said: "It's a bit interesting. I thought it would take a long time to have an offline live broadcast, but I didn't expect someone to show up this time. Uninvited."

After muttering, Jiang Ye turned off the lights in the room and took a rest.

Early the next morning, Jiang Ye walked out of his house and stood on the street, feeling the sunshine. It suddenly seemed to him that he had not been out for many days.

Following the route and changing several means of transportation, Jiang Ye arrived at the foot of a mountain just as the sun was setting.

There are twenty or thirty houses at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the setting sun shrouds the entire mountain forest as if it were stained with blood.

Jiang Ye walked along the field path towards the small village with only twenty or thirty houses, but soon some red-collar coins appeared around him.

The little red scarves sang cheerful songs and chased after Jiang Ye laughing and playing.

They saw Jiang Ye, and when they saw an unfamiliar face, a little girl stopped and asked, "Huh? Brother, where are you from and where are you going?"

"I'm a poor monk... Well, my brother is going to Shoulin Village. Shoulin Village is right in front of him, right?"

Jiang Ye was confused by the little girl's words, and then he reacted and said with a smile.

The little girl nodded and asked like a little adult: "Well, handsome brother, who are you looking for in our village?"

"Look for the village chief of your village."

"Giggle... Our village doesn't have a village chief. You must have come to our village to buy wood, right? Brother, I'm telling you, the wood on the mountain hasn't grown yet. My dad said he would wait until next year to buy wood. It can only be sold after autumn!"

The little girl is a talkative girl. Jiang Ye took out a Want Want gift bag from the bag and said with a smile: "Can you take me to meet your father?"

The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw the snacks.

When the other children saw this, they looked like they were fighting over each other and said, "Brother, if you go to my house, I will know about selling wood!"

"Go to my house, my uncle is still the forest guard! Brother, can you give me the Wangwang snow cake to eat?"

Jiang Ye opened his backpack and gave one to each of them. He smiled and said, "I have them all, but I'm going to his house first. Is your uncle really the forest guard on the mountain?"

"Of course, if I lie, let me grow a nose!"

Jiang Ye nodded with a smile and followed the little boy to his house.

When they arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain, the little boy's parents were also surprised to see Jiang Ye.

But there are many bosses who buy trees in the village. The only one I have never seen is such a young boss.

There are only a few dozen families left in this village, but all the wood on the mountain belongs to them.

Entering that house, the host and hostess were quite enthusiastic and poured a cup of tea for Jiang Ye.

The male host's surname is Cao, and Jiang Ye calls him Brother Cao.

The two chatted about wood for a while, but soon Jiang Ye returned to the topic.

"Brother, actually I didn't come here to buy wood. I just heard from the children that the wood on the mountain cannot be sold until autumn next year, so I actually came here to ask you something!"

"Oh? Brother, tell me."

Jiang Ye took out his mobile phone, played the song, and asked, "Brother, have you heard of this song?"

The sound rang out, but when the first sound was heard, Lao Cao's expression suddenly changed. Even his wife who was cooking in the kitchen suddenly ran out and shouted: "Who are you? Play that song and do it." Well, that song is so fierce that it will kill people!"