Super thriller live broadcast

The stuffed bear that had been sinking in the bathtub emerged from the water, not completely, just like a baby standing up slowly.

It seemed to be standing upright, with only its crooked head floating on the water.

"It's so weird." I knew this was in a dream, but the scene before me was so real: "I only poured white rice into the doll's belly. There should still be cotton or other stuffing in its head, but it was clearly It has sunk, how can it come up again now? When did it come up?"

I didn't dare to blink my eyelids and stared at the bathroom intently.

"Anchor, why did you suddenly stop talking?"

"The feeling of peeping is so exciting!"

"You should pay attention to the anchor's eyes and look at his lustful gaze."

Socrates' paradox: "Anchor, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong with the stuffed toy in the bathroom?"

I was holding the show mobile phone, and the water friends couldn't see the scene outside at all: "This game has started for forty minutes. I just saw that the stuffed bear that was sinking in the bathroom bathtub actually floated up."

Teletubbies died of murder and rewarded 1 Yuanbao in the super thriller live broadcast room: "I want to watch! I want to watch!"

Jiangcheng veteran driver: "Same curious."

After all, it is a live broadcast, and I will try my best to fulfill the wishes of water friends.

"It's very dark outside, I'll try my best." I pushed the gap in the cabinet door wider, and then put my mobile phone out of the cabinet, just enough to expose the lens: "Can you see it?"

I patiently watched the barrage of water friends, and when my ears moved, I suddenly heard the sound of water splashing.

The dead silence in the apartment was broken, and I squinted towards the place where the sound came from - the bathroom.

"I tightened the faucet on purpose because the sound was unnatural."

Using my discerning eye, I stared closely at the bathtub in the deepest part of the bathroom.

The light was too dark, and I didn’t know whether it was the water that was moving or the stuffed bear that was moving.

In the deep shadow, something seemed to wake up.

The sound of the water flow became louder, and what surprised me even more was that the stuffed bear that sank to the bottom of the water continued to rise.

The ugly head was completely floating on the water, and the places where I randomly patched it up with red thread had already cracked. The moldy and deteriorated cotton wool inside poured into the water in the bathtub and became a sticky black mass. The few red threads mixed in it were like It was bloodshot and looked very oozing.

"It looks like a car accident scene."

I watched quietly, and as time went by, most of the stuffed bear's body emerged from the water.

"Oh my God, I put so much rice in its belly, how did it float out of the water? Is this doll really alive? Or is there something unclean in the house that got into the doll's body? Inside?" The sound of water flowing in and out, like an invisible hand, plucked my heartstrings in this extremely quiet situation, leaving me in a state of tension all the time.

After another five minutes, the whole body of the stuffed bear was floating on the water. There was no one in the bathroom, and the bathtub was just a pool of stagnant water.

However, the stuffed bear whose body was covered with cuts by knives was floating on the water like this.

Its body seemed to be manipulated by someone, and its eyes made of black buttons were staring at a certain place crookedly.

I didn't dare to gasp loudly anymore. I stared at the body of the stuffed bear, watching it seem to be swaying under the influence of water. The head drooping on the chest slowly turned, and the ugly and chilling face suddenly pointed at where I was. direction.

The black buttons acted as eyeballs, and they seemed to notice me all of a sudden!

"Bang!"

There was a sudden crisp sound, and the fruit knife inserted in the stuffed bear's neck fell out of the rag and fell into the bathtub.

I was startled and quickly looked away.

"Did it see me?" The heartbeat finally returned to normal. "I was so frightened by a pair of eyeballs made of buttons? This dream is a bit unusual!"

Withdrawing my mobile phone from the Underworld Show, I gently pulled the cabinet door shut, leaving only a slight gap for myself.

"The game will end in more than an hour. If it continues like this, the situation may get out of control." There was no interference from Yuanchen Shensha in this live broadcast. What I used the Tonghu Talisman to enter should be Ye Bing's shallow dream, but Everything I am experiencing now has nothing to do with Ye Bing at first glance.

"Something went wrong again? Isn't it Ye Bing's dream that I entered?" In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is Ye Bing's dream or not. I'm afraid that I'm not entering a shallow dream, but a middle dream that I can't wake up from even if I commit suicide!

"Probably not." Until now, I could only comfort myself like this. After my mood stabilized, I continued to check the situation outside through the gap in the cabinet door.

"Why is it getting dark again?" I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked outside, I saw that the originally dark living room had become even darker. The old TV seemed to have malfunctioned.

The screen flickered. One moment it went completely black, and the next moment it started playing black and white pictures again. The cold light suddenly illuminated the entire living room very strangely.

"I can't imagine that a five- or six-year-old child played multiple games in such an environment. Even a normal person would be driven crazy." Hiding in the cabinet, I could roughly figure out the owner of the dream. The mood at that time was fear, panic, uneasiness, and a hint of expectation.

His eyes moved from the living room to the bathroom.

In the deep darkness, something seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

"Something's wrong! There seems to be something missing." My eyes suddenly opened wide and I looked straight at the calm, ripple-less water in the bathtub!

"Where's the stuffed bear?!"

For a moment, unspeakable fear surrounded me. I subconsciously shrank back and looked around me first.

There wasn't anything extra in the narrow cabinet. I couldn't help but hug the moldy quilt next to me tightly, curling up together, and my eyes became more focused.

"Did the doll sink again?" I opened my eyes and peeked through the gap. I waited until the TV screen returned to black and white, and then I could clearly see the scene in the bathroom with the faint light.

In the deepest part of the bathroom, the bathtub filled with water made a few small ripples. Not far from the bathtub, there was a clear trail of water stains left!

And that ugly stuffed bear with cuts all over his body was lying at the door of the bathroom at this moment!

It moves!

There seemed to be a little more chill in the air. I held my breath and stared at it with my eyes.

"It crawled out of the bathtub on its own?" My eyes slowly began to move, and finally settled on the stuffed bear's broken left hand. There was a ball of red threads tangled together randomly, and there was even a sharp knife wrapped in the red threads. fruit knife.

My heart skipped a beat, and I recalled the steps of the game. When I went to find the stuffed bear, I first said to it, "I found you," and then stabbed the fruit knife into its neck.

Now that it has crawled out and is looking for me, will it also pierce the knife into my body?

This dream game was full of traps, and my face suddenly became very ugly.

"Is this really a shallow dream? Why do I feel that the pressure it brings to me is greater than the nightmare controlled by Yuan Chen Shensha?" Just when I was thinking wildly, the only light source in the living room was the old-fashioned TV Black screen again.

The room was dark and nothing could be seen.

"I always feel... something is moving in the darkness." In the complete darkness, the judgment eye seemed to have lost its effect. I purely relied on intuition to infer: "No, something may really happen in the end of this game. If I can't You must not take any chances without determining whether this is a shallow dream or a mid-level dream.”

If you die in the shallow dream, you will return directly from the dream to reality, but if you are killed in the middle dream, your consciousness will probably be exiled to the deep dream.

"We can't drag it on any longer. Let's end this game before anything happens." I recalled the method of forcibly ending the game in the rules of the game, picked up the water glass next to my leg, and took a mouthful of salt water in my mouth.

It was bitter and salty, and I almost spit it out, but in order to end the game, I had to endure it. Holding the underworld show phone in one hand and the water glass in the other, I leaned forward and lay on the cabinet door, waiting for the opportunity.