If you are asked to live broadcast fortune-telling, will you compete with the King of Hell?

Du Yu looked at the barrage and smiled.

"This friend and I think the same thing, but because of these rumors, this villa has been listed for a long time and no one has bought it. The owner of the villa asked me to come and prove that the story of the haunted villa is false."

"You can find out about this villa by searching on the Internet."

[Why sell such a good villa? ]

[I remember that the current owner of the villa is the Wang family who went bankrupt not long ago? No wonder they want to sell this villa. They are probably short of money. ]

[Is this the real story of the domineering president in the novel? The weather is cold and the Wang family should go bankrupt. ]

[The atmosphere was originally terrifying. When you said this, I shouted 666. ]

...

Du Yu signaled the photographer to move the camera to the right.

His flashlight also shone in the direction of the camera.

An exquisitely carved iron door appeared in front of everyone, with the word "Fu" pasted on both sides of the door.

For some reason, the white light of the flashlight flashed through the door, and a faint blue light appeared.

The light quickly disappeared in the camera, and no one noticed.

[I still want to go to the bathroom, but I want to continue watching. ]

[You are watching the live broadcast, but it is not you. You can watch it on this phone even when you go to the bathroom. ]

Chapter 55 Is there a woman at the bottom of the well?

2024-09-26 12:35:05 Author: Yuzi Huangle

[This yard is really big. ]

[If it is not a haunted house, we will never see this mansion worth hundreds of millions in our lifetime. ]

[It seems that we should be thankful that this is a haunted house. ]

[Mom, I have made it. I will see the world with the anchor. ]

The netizens in the barrage are still joking.

"Fans can feast their eyes tonight."

"I have asked for the consent of the owner. Everyone, follow my camera and visit Fengze Garden with me."

Under the dark night, the whole road was empty without a single person.

Due to the planning at the time, and the fact that this villa was notorious for haunted houses, the area within a few miles became ruins and there was no one living there.

However, Panda Chang had been in and out of various supernatural places, so he looked calm and interacted with fans in the live broadcast room.

[Anchor, don't go into the house yet, check if there is water in the well first? ]

[Is there anything particular? ]

[The presence of water means that this house is still alive. ]

[What kind of vitality is needed? No one has lived in it for so many years, it must have dried up long ago. ]

Du Yu also saw the barrage, and naturally would not refuse.

Walking towards the well with a flashlight, the photographer hurriedly followed.

The sound of the leaves shaking "rustling" became louder and louder.

Only when I got closer did I find that there was a wooden pulley at the wellhead, and a small, somewhat shabby wooden barrel.

[Hasn't it changed so many owners? Why do you still use a well? ]

[Maybe it's a habit of rich people, keep the characteristics. ]

[I don't know if the water in the well is clean or bloody.]

[The one above is really brave. ]

"Family members, come and give a wave of rewards, give the anchor a like, and then the anchor will fetch a bucket of water."

Du Yu knows the routine very well. Fans want to see what the anchor does, and if the rewards are in place, he will naturally do something.

Huang Yaoshi gave Carnival X3.

Qinglong gave a big rocket.

July gave a spaceship.

Others also gave small gifts one after another.

Seeing another wave of gifts, Du Yu thought to himself that this connection was correct.

Su Chen looked at the two people who didn't know whether to live or die on the other side of the screen and shook his head.

Du Yu hung the wooden barrel on the windlass and put it down to fetch water.

The photographer also put the lens into the well mouth to shoot, and suddenly saw a woman in white clothes, disheveled hair, and pale face at the bottom of the well. She was looking up at him with wide eyes and expressionless face at the bottom of the well.

[Oh my god, I'm scared to death. ]

[Reminds me of Fuzi in Zhen Huan. ]

[No way, are you serious? It's true.]

[Quick, use bullet comments to protect yourself! ! ]

"Fuck."

The photographer stepped back in fear, and the camera almost fell to the ground.

"Fatty, what are you doing? You suddenly made a sound and scared me. I spent tens of thousands to buy this camera, and it can't withstand your dropping."

Du Yu was still struggling to turn the windlass, looking at the photographer with a speechless face.

We are here to scare fans, not to scare our own people.

"Ah, Yu, there are people down there."

As he said this, he was about to pull Du Yu away.

"Why are you so timid? There is no one there."

At this time, the bucket had already reached the wellhead.

Du Yu lifted the bucket up, and there were still mosses and duckweed floating on the bucket.

"Are you dazzled? Do you think these are human hair?"

Du Yu said as he reached into the bucket and scooped up a handful of messy water plants.

"Here, take a closer look, is this it?"

The photographer was relieved, it seemed that he was really dazzled.

[Is it really water grass? ]

[The anchor is really brave, I was almost scared to death just now. ]

[Just kidding, a timid anchor can't be a supernatural adventure anchor. ]

"Okay, we have checked the well, let's go into the house and take a look."

Du Yu stepped forward and gently pushed open the door.

"Squeak--"

The beautifully carved door made a sound, and what came into view was a Chinese-style living room full of ancient atmosphere.

Although the things inside have been replaced in many transactions, the overall situation has not changed much.

The wooden beams in the house are carved with beautiful patterns, the doors and windows are carved with lacquer, and the inlay techniques look complicated and gorgeous.

As the saying goes, "People are divided into three, six, and nine classes, and wood is not as purple as rosewood."

The tables, chairs and coffee tables made of huanghuali wood were placed in appropriate positions one by one. Their delicate texture and satin-like color made each one so exquisite that people dared not touch it.

It is hard to imagine that these items are still so shiny and attractive after a hundred years, without any trace of erosion by time.

Walking into here, people feel like they are in the last century.

Du Yu looked at everything around him with amazement in his eyes.

It was also the first time he saw the internal structure of Fengze Garden. He did not expect it to be so unique.

It vividly shows the life scenes of the wealthy and wealthy families in the prosperous times.

Unfortunately, because it is a haunted house, no one has lived in it for many years, and there is already thick dust on it.

The searchlight went around the hall, "I will turn on all the lights in the house first, and I don't know if these lights are still on."

The wires of this house were connected later. In order to avoid damaging the walls and floors of the house as much as possible, most of the wires were exposed, and the workers chose appropriate routes to arrange and cover them.

The electrical box was placed in the living room in the middle.

Du Yu approached the distribution box.

The photographer's camera was following Du Yu all the time. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the camera.

The photographer was startled. He looked up and saw that the window of the living room was half open. Several tree branches stretched into the house and swayed in the wind.

He must have been dazzled.

"Click."

It was Du Yu who turned on the switch of the power box.

Seeing that the power was on, he turned around and turned on the light switch.

A "click" sounded in the silent living room.

When Du Yu turned around, he noticed the closed door. He asked casually: "Did you close the door?"

The photographer also looked back and saw the closed door.

He swallowed: "Maybe it was blown by the wind."

At this moment, the half-open window slowly opened.