God-level system: invincibility starts from a courtyard

"Ghost building? Is it because I'm out of skills this week? I don't play games, but I started a strange live broadcast!"

"Alright, you can make arrangements, find a few people, and go to the ghost building to pretend to be a ghost tomorrow night!"

"Since Zhou Butong wants to play, let him play as much as he wants!"

After Wang Xing finished speaking, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

At the same time, when Zhou Butong brought up the news of going to the haunted house tomorrow night in the live broadcast room, the Internet also exploded because of it.

"Night visits to the ghost building, this week's failure is because I want to be popular and crazy!"

"If you don't play a good game, what kind of adventure will you play? Can you afford it?"

"Interlacing is like a mountain, a game anchor wants to finish with us adventurous anchors, do you know how deep the water is here?"

"Zhou Butong is exhausted, it's too late!"

……

There are various opinions on the Internet, but all of them are not optimistic about Zhou Butong's night visit to the ghost building.

In this regard, Wang Yang did not explain.

He prepared a set of live broadcast equipment in advance, then prepared a laptop, and some tools to read the hard disk, and bought a V for Vendetta mask, and then drove to the haunted building.

Soon, as night fell, Wang Yang logged in to Zhou Butong's account password, held a live broadcast device, and came outside the ghost building.

Chapter 84 Obstruction

"Hi everyone, I'm a friend of anchor Zhou Butong. My current position is standing outside the ghost building. Today, I will lead you to visit this place that was once called the ghost building."

When the live broadcast started, Wang Yang put on the mask he had prepared in advance, and started the adventure live broadcast facing the screen of his mobile phone.

At the same time, Zhou Linger also started Wang Yang's adventure live broadcast.

Although there are not many people around Linger, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are, Wang Yang still does not let this opportunity pass.

Of course, there was another reason that Lan Lan and the others were a little worried about Wang Yang's visit this time.

Although they also knew that Wang Yang did this to punish his competitors in "Wolf Warrior 2", they were still very worried about Wang Yang's action.

For tonight's live broadcast, Yao Shengnan had already brought a group of people around less than one kilometer away from the ghost building. If something happened to Wang Yang's live broadcast, Yao Shengnan would immediately rush over to protect Wang Yang.

At this time, it was after eight o'clock in the evening, because there were no people in the area of ​​the ghost building, so it was pitch black everywhere, and there were no street lights.

Wang Yang held up his mobile phone, carried his laptop and other equipment, and began to slowly walk towards the door of the ghost building.

The unit door of the ghost building has long been dilapidated. From a distance, it looks like a black hole that eats people.Occasionally, the wind passed by, and the rusty unit door creaked, which was particularly harsh in the night wind.

Wang Yang didn't believe the legend about the ghost building being haunted at all, but now that he walked into such an environment alone, Wang Yang couldn't help feeling cold in his heart.

Goosebumps rushed out, as if they wanted to take a look at this terrifying world.

Yeah!

The crow screamed in surprise for some reason, and then flew away with a puff.Although Wang Yang had a mask on his face, he was still startled by the sudden cry.

"Before entering the ghost building, the atmosphere here has already been enhanced."

"A statement in advance, this crow is really not the one I found!"

The atmosphere was a bit dignified, but it became lively again after being ridiculed by Wang Yang's words.

Now that we haven't gotten to the point, Wang Yang doesn't want the audience to be scared away before seeing the dinner.

Passing through the creaking unit door, Wang Yang found a square stone to fix the rusty unit door. This simple operation shocked many people immediately.

"This anchor is too strong!"

"Is that a real square stone? It can't be a fake prop prepared by the host!"

"I don't think so. Did you pay attention to the iron door behind the rock in the main broadcast? The iron door is obviously squeezed and deformed. If it is a fake stone, it will definitely not have this effect!"

"Second, this anchor is really strong, no wonder he dares to explore such a place!"

"I don't know where I found this person this week. This is a treasure."

Everyone in the live broadcast room was still discussing, when someone suddenly noticed that behind Wang Yang, in the dark place, a figure disappeared in a flash.

Although everyone could see this scene clearly, Wang Yang didn't notice it.

Because Wang Yang didn't look at the live broadcast screen at all.

In the dark night, the fluorescent light of the mobile phone glows with green light, which is a bit dazzling, and it is not suitable for staring.Wang Yang still has to watch the road, so naturally he can't stare at the screen all the time.

But as Wang Yang moved forward, the audience in the live broadcast room could clearly see a figure following behind Wang Yang.

The whole body of this shadow was wrapped in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly, only the sharp sickle in his hand was getting closer and closer to Wang Yang.

"Wow, is there really a ghost in this building?"

"Certainly not, look at the shape, this is the shape of the Western God of Death! How can there be a Western ghost in Huaguo?"

"Yes, this is a prop character prepared in advance!"

"If you say that, it's really possible! This anchor is well-prepared!"

……

The audience talked a lot, and even Zhou Butong thought it was a prop character prepared by Wang Yang, but Zhou Linger and others knew it was not, and there was a real problem.

"No, I have to call Wang Yang!"

Anxious Lan Lan picked up the phone directly.

Jingle Bell!

In the dark night, the ringing of the phone is particularly harsh.

Both Wang Yang and the people watching the straight run were all taken aback.

Wang Yang took out the mobile phone he used for contacting, and was about to answer the call. At this moment, behind Wang Yang, the black figure holding the death scythe quickly stepped forward, and raised the sickle in his hand to face Wang Yang's neck. It was chopped off.

"Wang Yang, be careful behind you!"

The moment the phone was connected, Lan Lan's screams came from the phone.

Wang Yang leaned over in an instant, kicked back with his right foot, raised it high, and kicked the black shadow's chin with his heel.

The black figure staggered back and forth, and the sickle in his hand was also lost due to this.

"Damn it, the anchor is so handsome!"

"Love, love, anchor, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"It turns out that this person is called Wang Yang!"

"Wang Yang, I love you!"

"Pull it down, didn't you see a girl called just now, obviously the anchor has already got a master!"

"Have you noticed that the anchor just showed no mercy! Could it be that this prop character is fake?"

"It's really possible! Otherwise, why would someone call to remind him?"

"Wow, it seems that this ghost building has a secret!"

"Secret, what kind of secret can there be? All the cases back then have been judged!"

"Case, what case?"

"Don't you know why this ghost building is called a ghost building?"

……

The sudden scene made the audience have everything to say, and it also ignited the topic of the origin of the ghost building back then.

And this is exactly what Wang Yang needs.

However, right now Wang Yang doesn't care about these things at all, he kicked the person pretending to be the God of Death away, already thinking about it.

He didn't expect to get any useful information when he came to the ghost building to explore the secrets, but it could stimulate some people behind the scenes to make mistakes.

It's just that Wang Yang didn't expect that someone would come forward to obstruct his exploration just after he started.

"The more people obstruct you, the more hidden things happened back then. This time, I want to see what happened back then!"

Wang Yang made up his mind, swept the flashlight behind him, found no suspicious person, then turned around and continued to move forward.

"Obviously, the one holding the scythe just now is someone pretending to be the god of death. This person doesn't want me to investigate further. Could it be that there are some shady secrets in it? Let's move on and see if there is any There is no doubt about it!"

Wang Yang casually said a few words to the screen, and then moved on!

Chapter 85 Competitors

"What a bunch of idiots! They can't grasp such a good opportunity!"

Seeing Wang Yang showing his might and kicking away the man holding the scythe, Wang Xing directly smashed the teacup in his hand.

The subordinates on the side didn't dare to say anything, and it took a while to comfort them: "Mr. Wang, this is the first one. There are five more people behind, and they will have a chance!"

"hope so!"

Mr. Wang shook his coat, snorted coldly, and sat down.

……

At the scene of the ghost building, in the darkness behind Wang Yang, the guy dressed as the god of death who was kicked by Wang Yang slowly got up from a corner, his eyes were shining with hatred.In the hand holding the sickle, the veins burst out one by one.

From the mission until now, he has never been beaten like this before. He is just a small anchor in front of him, but he has to flee in embarrassment after being kicked. This revenge must be avenged!

At this moment, behind this person, there was a slight exhalation sound suddenly.

The sound was not loud, but in this dark night, it was extraordinarily creepy.

"Which son of a bitch is behind me?"

The guy with the sickle thought his accomplice was behind him, growled, and turned around.

But the next moment, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his legs became weak and he couldn't stand steadily.

In front of him, a white shadow slowly rose from the ground, fluttering, flying higher and higher, until it reached a height of more than two meters, and then stopped.

Then, at the top of the shadow of the white clothes, a dark head grew out, because it was too dark to see the face clearly, only clumps of messy hair slowly extended down from the head, and the more It got longer and longer, and even floated in front of the guy with the sickle.

That hair was cold and getting longer and longer, as if there was no end to it, and a smell of rotting corpses came over my face, as if the hair came from hell.

The sound of exhaling sounded again, the sound was ethereal, as if a wandering soul was slowly waking up.

The guy with the scythe was completely dumbfounded, "Who, who are you?"

"Fuck me, if you're joking with me, I'll go back and scoop you up!"

The guy with the sickle used strong words to embolden himself, but Shiro Shadow on the opposite side was unmoved in the slightest.

The cold and wet hair made a sudden bend, and wrapped it directly around the neck of the guy with the sickle, then tightened it tighter, and finally hung the guy up out of thin air.

The guy's neck was strangled, and he wanted to call for help, but it was impossible to go. He danced his hands and feet, struggling desperately, suddenly looked up and saw a black face faintly revealed from the back of the hair, and immediately peed in fright. He took off his trousers, and then his hands, feet and head drooped limply, and he was so frightened to death.

The hair controlled the man and stayed there for more than two minutes before relaxing.

The heavy corpse fell to the ground and made a bang sound, but Wang Yang had already gone away at this time, and he didn't hear the sound at all.

The hair was retracted, revealing a scarred face that was burned by the fire, terrifying and gloomy, the hatred gaze flashed in the eyes, and the cold voice, like a ghost from hell, "I don't want to kill, why do you have to kill me?" Force me!"

……

"The ghost building has five floors. When the accident happened, Wang Xue, who committed suicide, lived on the third floor. Unfortunately, a fire destroyed the original appearance of the entire building. Everyone looked at the handrail of the stairs, which had been destroyed. All that was left was the special railing. The original wooden handrails on it had been burned away. Even this railing was burned and deformed in some places. Everyone, look here, here, and here, it is obvious that they are all burned trace!"

Wang Yang explained while going upstairs, and unknowingly came to the second floor.

At this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded, followed by a dark thing rushing down the railing.

Wang Yang picked up the flashlight and swept it forward, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is a coffin?"