Revival of Demons: Staying at Home Makes You Stronger

Chapter 13 You can see it with a normal brain!

"You'd better cancel the operation, or the consequences will be serious."

Jiang Chen thought about it and sent the barrage.

"What does this say in the front?"

"Pretend you don't understand."

"A level 5 trumpet is too embarrassed to speak?"

The anchor hasn't responded yet, and the stench barrage strikes back first.

"You mean there are ghosts?"

Ah Qi's tone sounded a little excited.

The world accepts ghosts and ghosts exist, and some people want to appear maverick and take pride in seeing ghosts.

Anyone who tells about a ghost experience gets a lot of attention.

By now, hell has become a morbid fad.

"The age of entertainment to death."

Jiang Chen smiled and said no more.

Kind reminder, that's all.

If you insist on sending it, that won't stop you.

With his hands behind his head, he watched the live broadcast with great interest.

After a mountain road, the four anchors came to the outside of the ancient house.

Dilapidated walls, broken doors and windows, covered with cobwebs and dust.

The three male anchors quickly cleared the area where they had settled.

"Where is this ancient house, this is a temple!"

Someone in the live room pointed this out.

It turned out that there were clay statues on the walls, which had long since faded and cracked.

I can't see the original appearance, but it is a little distorted.

The expressions of the four anchors changed slightly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

To make matters worse, it began to rain heavily outside, with lightning and thunder.

"Otherwise, forget it."

As a woman, Ah Qi began to retreat.

"I'm afraid, the anchor is afraid!"

"It can't be counted, the rockets are all delivered!"

"That's right, isn't this kidding?"

The audience in the live room did not agree.

Nowadays, there are very few licking dogs in live broadcasts, and they are mainly based on teasing and mocking the anchor.

The more unlucky the anchor, the happier the audience is.

"do not be afraid."

Another male anchor comforted.

His head is particularly large, and he is called a big head by the audience in the live broadcast room.

The sky is getting darker and darker to create a live broadcast effect.

The anchors began to explore the ancient temple, and even more deadly, they split up.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

In the evening, shouts came from outside the ancient temple.

"Xiaotian! Where are you, Xiaotian?!"

The four anchors and the audience were frightened.

After a while, a middle-aged man appeared outside.

"Have you seen my son? Eight years old, watermelon head!"

The middle-aged man looked anxious.

The four anchors breathed a sigh of relief and shook their heads to indicate that they did not see it.

"Can you help me find it?"

The middle-aged man said anxiously.

At this time, the barrage suddenly increased.

"It won't be a ghost, I will trick you out and kill them one by one!"

"In this rainy day, in the wild mountains and mountains, how could anyone find a child!"

The barrage begins to analyze.

A Qi kindly asked: "What happened to your child?"

"I'm from the nearby Liujia Village. Xiaotian goes up the mountain to herd cattle every day after school, but today the cattle are back, and he has no shadow!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man burst into tears in a hurry.

"Should we..."

A Qi looked at the other three anchors.

However, the other three were clearly unwilling.

"It's raining so hard, it's not safe in the mountains, uncle, let's keep looking if the rain stops," Datou said.

The other two anchors winked at A Qi.

The middle-aged man stood outside the door without speaking, his face completely shrouded in shadows.

Without saying a word, he was waiting for Ah Qi to make a decision.

In front of the computer, Jiang Chen finished eating a bag of potato chips, clapped his hands, and continued typing: "This man was a ghost who was killed by the ancient temple, but now he is kind, and he is looking for a child, so he will not disturb the existence of the ancient temple and take you with him. If you leave, if you don't leave again, there is no chance."

"Before, you started again."

"It seems to understand."

"It's possible, but unfortunately the anchor can't see it now."

The attention of the four anchors is all on the middle-aged man.

No one is looking at the screen.

A Qi thought that there was so much rain outside, and a weak woman herself couldn't help.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, why don't I help you call the police." A Qi said.

"You all die here!"

The middle-aged man's face suddenly became extremely sinister, and he turned around and disappeared into the rain.

The sudden swearing caught people off guard and made people feel chills.

"Deserved to be scolded, other people's children have been lost."

"The anchor is really cold-blooded."

The barrage began to pick up the rhythm.

Continuing to stay until late at night, Big Tou and Brother Yong in a white shirt got up to go to the toilet.

In horror movies, going to the toilet alone doesn't end well.

A few minutes later, the big head ran back alone!

"Not good! Brother Yong slipped and fell down the hill just now!"

This reminds many people of an old saying.

The two do not look at the well!

It refers to two people who do not look at the well and are carefully pushed down by their companions.

The same goes for peeing.

"Cousin, take the rope with me to save people!" Datou said anxiously.

"Okay, okay." The outdoor anchor was nicknamed his cousin because he often wore a Rolex.

"Aqi, stay here and don't run around."

Soon, Qi was left alone in the ancient temple.

A minute later, the big head came back alone, and his face was even more terrifying!

"No! We, we have to get out of here!" Datou said in horror, without saying why.

The live broadcast room suddenly exploded, and some viewers wondered if this would be the effect of the show.

"Is that person still there just now? What's the situation now?"

Some viewers thought of what Jiang Chen said earlier.

"A bunch of idiots, Laozi even ordinary people can find something strange."

Jiang Chen didn't want to deal with it, but these people couldn't even see such a simple thing.

"Big head, big brother, white shirt, cousin wearing Rolex, you continue to look at this person."

Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that the big head was wearing a white shirt and a Rolex!

"Is it killing people and robbing money?" Someone sent a barrage!

"God TM kills and robs money! NT get away!"

Because on the Internet, Jiang Chen's words are intense.

"Not clothes and watches! Body! Body!"

Finally someone found something wrong.

The upper body of the white shirt is very inconsistent with the big head, like a bamboo pole supporting a watermelon, and the skin color of the right hand wearing the watch is also different from the left hand.

This is the stitching ghost! *