Strange talk live room

The blood stains have dried, and are dark red and black, just like the solid wood floor, covered with a layer of dust.

"What happened in this room?"

The flashlight continued to shine at other locations.

The white walls are mottled and there is no decoration on the walls.

There were very few things in the room.

European iron bed, carved wooden wardrobe, desk and chair by the window.

The white lace curtains were closed, and through a small gap in the middle, a dusty lattice window could be seen.

Things were placed neatly, and there were no signs of fighting.

"Then where did this pool of blood come from?"

After completing the observation, I walked into the room and squatted next to the blood stains to observe carefully.

The blood stains were droplets falling from above to the ground, forming a pool of blood.

Not splashing from other directions.

"above?"

I raised my head and shined my flashlight into the sky.

A three-head chandelier hung on the equally mottled white ceiling.

There was no blood on the lamp.

"It's a bit strange. Could it be that a person is standing here and letting the blood flow down?" I guessed casually.

"That's not right. If this person is bleeding, he will leave bloody footprints when he leaves."

The current situation was as if a bleeding person was standing here and then suddenly disappeared.

"I don't understand."

I shook my head and walked towards the big bed.

The bed is neatly covered with a thick pure white mattress and four pillows. It looks very soft and comfortable, if it is not covered with dust.

He reached out and opened the quilt, but there was no one inside.

But I found a cross necklace.

"Who stayed?"

This church has been in dust for decades. Its former owner was the missionary who came from the West.

"is his?"

"Is this his room?"

I looked around the empty room and shook my head.

If a missionary lives in a church for a long time, his room will not be so clean and will contain more or less personal belongings.

The cross necklace most likely belonged to a dead person, so I didn't take it and left it on the bed.

Then, I opened the closet.

There was a faint rancid smell.

There wasn't a single piece of clothing inside, but there were a few dead bats in the corner.

The body has dried up and has been dead for who knows how many years. It seems to be stuck to the wardrobe.

This is where the rancid smell comes from.

"Bats, the symbol of vampires."

I closed the closet and walked to the desk.

The drawer opens.

It's empty inside.

However, with the slight vibration caused by the drawer sliding, something seemed to fall from under the desk.

I shined my flashlight.

A few more dead bats.

I squatted down and shined the flashlight under the desk, and my scalp suddenly became numb.

In the corner next to the wall below, there are layers of dried bats hanging upside down.

Anyone watching this will suffer from trypophobia.

I quickly exited.

"There are so many dead bats. Are there really vampires? I heard that vampires sleep in coffins. I don't know where they are hidden."

I calmed down, opened the curtains, and tried to push the window.

I don’t know if it’s nailed or broken, but it just can’t be opened.

Then I wiped the dust off the glass with the curtain and looked outside.

In blurred vision.

Although tonight is a full moon night, the night sky in the city is dark and covered by thick clouds.

Can't even see the moon, let alone a blood moon.

There was still a lot of noise downstairs.

The small video shooting team was gathering under the flower stand.

The lights, reflectors and props are already in place, and the three actors, two men and one woman, are moving in position under the direction of the director.

Everyone was so engrossed that no one noticed what was going on upstairs.

Except for the young man named Dongzi.

As if feeling something, he raised his head and looked upstairs.

I immediately turned off the flashlight.

These people probably don't shoot all night and then leave after a few hours.

I didn't bother to let them know of my existence, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

I paid special attention, and the young man named Xiao Wan hadn't appeared yet.

Is it already the end of the road?

I shook my head and closed the curtains.

Turn the flashlight back on and prepare to go to another room.

The moment the flashlight passed by, there seemed to be a furry shadow flashing past.

"who?"

I quickly chased him out.

There were no sounds of footsteps, and there were no extra footprints on the ground.

In the empty hall, there was only a large dining table standing quietly in the darkness.

The flashlight swept across the walls and ceiling.

Apart from the mottled and peeling marks on the wall, there are no suspicious marks on the wall.

The two doors next to him were still closed.

I don’t know where that weird shadow went.

"A furry shadow again, a bat mummy again. A fight between werewolves and vampires?"

"It's getting more and more interesting."

I smiled slightly and walked to the second room.

He took out a small wire and inserted it into the keyhole, then opened the second door in the same manner.

Same layout.

Pure white room, simple furniture.

Even the placement of items is exactly the same.

"Isn't that missionary suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

But this time there was no blood on the floor, and there were no dead bats in the closet or under the desk.

But I was on the bed and found a bunch of yellow hair.

Finger length, somewhat dry.

I don’t know if it’s foreign hair or some other animal hair.

Not sure if it has anything to do with the furry shadow.

I entered the last room the same way.

The room was exceptionally clean and I didn't find anything.

Returning to the hall where the dining table was placed, I glanced at the time and stopped walking to the third floor.

"While the weather is calm now, let's start the live broadcast."

I took out my mobile phone in the live broadcast room.

"The scene this time is very unique. Take the time to communicate with the audience, maybe you can get more rewards."

Live broadcast is starting

The barrage is being accessed.

The donkey of the production team entered the live broadcast room.

I entered the live broadcast room eight times in two days.

The little Taoist priest from the back mountain of Qingcheng entered the live broadcast room.

Li Ritian entered the live broadcast room.

Fat Xiaoyu entered the live broadcast room.

A second-rate detective enters the live broadcast room.

Good guy, new and old viewers flocked to it as soon as it started airing.

This popularity is overwhelming.

"Welcome to the Guaitan live broadcast room, I am your anchor, Boss Li!"

Smile at the screen and say your opening remarks, giving the audience some time to speak.

I've been cheating on you eight times in two days: "What kind of live broadcast is this?"

Donkey from the production team: "Although I don't know what kind of live broadcast this is, the ID upstairs attracted me deeply. I saw a person with a story."

The young Taoist priest from the back mountain of Qingcheng said: "There is such a strong yin energy! This must not be a serious live broadcast!"

Fat Xiaoyu: "Little Taoist, you are right! Our boss Li's live broadcast is very exciting!"

Little Taoist priest from Qingcheng Back Mountain: "Really? I am very pure and I like this kind of exciting live broadcast the most."

I've been green for eight times in two days: "Do you have any misunderstandings about purity?"

After the audience had enough trouble, I started to introduce the theme of the live broadcast.

"Today is a special day."

"So the theme of our live broadcast is different from usual."

"On the night of the blood moon, the century-old church!"

"The righteousness is weak and the evil is rampant!"

"The demons are dancing wildly, and there is no way to escape!"