I Can Brush Attributes

A few spectators saw the scene under the bed, their scalps were numb, and they frantically played the barrage.

It's a pity that in the current live broadcast room, the popularity has soared to 40,000, the barrage is scrolling, and their barrage is sinking into the sea.

Moreover, most of the barrages of this kind of haunted house live broadcast are all scare barrages.

What anchor is standing behind you, what anchor, look at the head of a person flying in the corner of the eaves behind you, what anchor is bleeding from your crotch.

A variety of barrages.

Gao Fang was dazzling and dazzled, and he didn't see the barrage of those really ghostly hands.

But maybe it was because of the bluffing of the barrage audience and his own flash of inspiration, Gao Fangyao was flustered.

If it was normal, he would definitely turn around and look behind him with a smile, and then show off his flamboyant acting skills.

He didn't turn around and stepped out of the area under the bed.

That was the ghost who was about to grab Gao Fangyao's bare feet and threw himself in the air, slowly shrinking back.

"Guys, it's 10 o'clock in the evening. I remember that it was the same time when the second person died. He was sleeping. Whoever of you put together 10 rockets to brush it, I'll turn off the lights."

Immediately, a local tyrant sent ten rockets with a lot of money and a barrage.

"10 rockets, turn off the lights and send you to the sky."

Gao Fangyao happily turned off the light, but he did not find that there were so many barrages in the scrolling barrage after he turned off the light.

"It's cold, the lights are off, the ghost hand is about to come out."

"Whoever invites Lin Zhengying to come out, the anchor is probably going to die."

"Hehe, the fourth person to die in this room is about to be born."

If the sharp-eyed person sees these bullet screens, they will find that the IDs of these bullet screen senders are the viewers who saw the ghost hand before.

The lights in the room were turned off, and the whole room was plunged into darkness, only the light emitted by the mobile phone.

The light shone on Gao Fangyao's face, and it shone like a grimace.

"Now at 10:10 pm, the time of the death of the second person who died here is exactly this time. Let's go to the toilet. It is said that the first person who died here was in the bathroom."

Gao Fangyao said and walked towards the bathroom in the dark.

Because of the dark environment without lights, he did not notice a wisp of smoke wafting out from under the bed in the room, and the smoke was getting more and more.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Gao Fangyao, who came out of the bathroom and opened the closet before going to the closet, didn't feel anything.

He felt that the screen of the mobile phone was a little blurry, not like a mobile phone problem, but his eyes were a little blurry, and he felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and his throat seemed to be swallowing a handful of sand.

And the barrage also made some words frequently.

"Why does the picture feel blurry? Am I masturbating too much?"

"It's very elegant upstairs, live broadcast of the haunted house, you actually masturbate to the anchor, it's so romantic."

"It doesn't seem to be a picture quality problem, it seems to be foggy."

"I'm Cao, is there any fog in your room, anchor?"

Looking at the barrage, Gao Fangyao was stunned, and ran to turn on the lights in the dark.

Lights on.

"Ah!" Gao Fangyao screamed.

At this moment, the floor of the whole room was filled with billowing smoke, so thick that the floor could not be seen.

This situation made Gao Fangyao startled. The first thing that came to his mind was fire? !

The smoke billowed, and the frightened Gao Fangyao was still in the mood to live broadcast, and hurriedly ran to the door to run out.

"What's the matter? Why can't the door be opened."

Carrara, frantically pulling the door handle, Gao Fangyao panicked.

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Gao Fangyao felt that his breathing became more and more uncomfortable. He couldn't open the door. Fortunately, he panicked and was still a little rational. He couldn't open the door and ran to open the window.

However, he found that the window could not be opened either!

The whole room became a closed room.

cough! cough!

The smoke choked him and he couldn't stop coughing. He looked around and suddenly remembered something!

For the three people who died in this room, the scene was all closed, as if it had become a secret room, the same as it is now.

He was extremely frightened, and 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, remembering 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 smoke.

When he came to the internal phone, he picked up the phone and didn't make a call. He found that the phone could not be dialed at all...

Facing all kinds of weirdness, he panicked more and more, ran to the door and knocked frantically.

"Boss! Boss! Come and open the door! Is there anyone! I can't get out, come and save me!!"

No one answered outside.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, and he was coughing more and more violently. His breathing was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't breathe.

"Right! Right! Oxygen bottle." Gao Fangyao picked up the oxygen bottle and inhaled...  

at the same time.

In the live broadcast room where Gao Fangyao was located, the live broadcast was suddenly closed ten minutes ago, and all the audience had question marks on their faces.

Although the live broadcast room was suddenly closed, none of the viewers ran away and still chatted in the live broadcast room, chatting about why the host suddenly closed the live broadcast room.

Some people say that the anchor's program is very effective, and the live broadcast pretends to be a ghost. Some people say that the anchor's mobile phone is in arrears, and some people say...

Among these barrages, the previous IDs had the most barrages.

"It's cold, the anchor has passed away."

"You idiots, stop BB, the anchor is really dead, I saw a ghost hand just now, there really is a ghost!"

"I've already called the police, hoping to save the anchor, Mad, I'd rather believe it or not."

...

Half an hour later, because the audience called the police, the police came.

When Gao Fangyao's room was opened, the room was empty, very quiet, without a little smoke, everything seemed ordinary, a quiet and unoccupied room.

Afterwards, the police entered the room, and one party 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, with a look of horror on his face, holding a depleted oxygen bottle, his pupils contracted, as if something terrible had happened.

Gao Fangyao is dead...

...

The next day, Wang Ping and Lao Chen came to the Dongsu Hotel and learned that another person died.

Knowing the whole story from the neighbors, Wang Ping and Lao Chen walked into the Dongsu Hotel and began to negotiate with the boss to exorcise the ghosts.

One after another, the boss already believed that there was definitely something wrong with this room, for fear of something dirty.

Watching Wang Ping enter the room, the boss looked strange and asked Old Chen beside him.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure that Mr. Wang is here to exorcise ghosts?"

"Sure, what's wrong?"

The boss pointed directly to Wang Ping who was entering the room, pointed to the 10 oxygen cylinders that Wang Ping had pinned to his waist, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Why, I don't think he is here to exorcise ghosts, but to corrupt my oxygen cylinder..."

Just now, Wang Ping asked the boss for 10 oxygen bottles before entering the room, because he heard that the boss gave oxygen bottles, so he generously asked for all the oxygen bottles from the boss.

In a good name, he said: "I just came back from Kyoto, and I want to breathe clean oxygen."

...