Give interstellar players a little bit of female ghost shock

Anzhi was a little tormented.

She had a lot to say, but no one could listen to her.

She unconsciously stared at the screen of the camera in her hand, but her eyes were not focused.

At this moment, a barrage suddenly appeared on the screen.

[Sister An is so pitiful, being left behind by other companions. 】

Um? what's the situation? Why can she see the barrage through this thing?

Anzhi moved closer curiously, and finally confirmed that in addition to the selfie sticks and mobile phones held by the four NPCs, this thing was also connected to a live broadcast room, where you could watch the barrage, but the screen was smaller.

It turns out that their club opened two live broadcast rooms, probably to make it easier for them to split up later.

At this moment, of course, most people went to the NPC to watch the Conjuring game, so there were only a few water friends chatting with her in the live broadcast room.

Anzhi still found it quite novel. The AI ​​she had come into contact with before was all for official work and was extremely rigid. She never expected that AI in the entertainment field would have developed to this extent.

She can say anything casually, and as long as it doesn't deviate from the game's setting, she can basically get a normal answer, just like she is a real person.

At the other end, four people, two men and two women, had poured chicken blood on the rice and began to chant incantations around the bowl. They didn't wait long before the chicken blood overflowed from the mouth of the bowl and dripped on the ground along the wall of the bowl.

Zhang Wen's eyes widened and her voice trembled. She didn't know whether it was excitement or a hint of fear: "Look, it's really leaking out!"

When the barrage in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they scrolled wildly, as if they were experiencing the arrival of the legendary ghost with the host.

A Yuan pretended to be frightened, but in fact she was just secretly proud.

Isn't it a matter of course that chicken blood will flow out? She filled the rice bowl so full and poured so much liquid on it, so of course the rice would expand, not to mention bleeding, and the rice could even overflow.

But she just thought about it in her mind and wouldn't say it out loud. After all, their company didn't just make money by pretending to be a ghost.

Ayuan is the president of the Paranormal Phenomena Research Society, so when it comes to asking questions, she is the one who naturally asks them.

She thought for a while, deliberately lowered her voice, and asked a scary question: "Master Ghost, will anyone get into trouble during our adventure on Yin-Yang Road this time?"

There was no movement behind.

But it doesn't matter. When she squatted down to put the paper, she hinted that Liu Tian had moved the camera away and did not pat her hand. She quickly put on her gloves, dipped them in chicken blood and drew a circle on the paper. She was ready to do the job.

However, she didn't see a pair of bare feet appear behind her.

the other side.

After Anzhi chatted with the barrage for a few words, the barrage stopped. I don’t know if the person opposite has left.

But just at this time, she also heard A Yuan's voice asking questions, and she breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was almost over. She was so bored to death by herself.

And after A-Yuan asked the question, almost a few seconds later, she heard A-Yuan's voice again, light and airy, but as if she was very close to her.

"It's over, come here."

Just as Anzhi was about to turn around, he caught a glimpse of a golden barrage floating across his phone from the corner of his eye.

【Do not look back! 】

Anzhi's movements paused.

The voice behind him sighed softly and said faintly: "Anzhi, come here quickly, we are all waiting for you."

Anzhi's mouth twitched, feeling that she was really in a dilemma now.

Why didn’t the barrage remind me earlier? She has already turned halfway and is stuck in the middle. Should she turn or not?

She then thought again, she just came to this game to find excitement, why not switch?

With this thought, she turned around decisively——

Behind the four people, a little girl in rags was squatting next to the white paper. She was too far away to see her exact appearance.

The little girl shook her head, as if thinking about something, and then broke off her index finger under Anzhi's horrified gaze.

Black blood gushes out from inside, and she calmly scribbles on the white paper with her own blood.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something. Along with a line of blood appearing on her neck, she turned her head 90 degrees and stared straight at Anzhi.

Anzhi's scalp went numb when she saw the scene of the severed finger just now. She unconsciously held her breath and stared at her, refusing to look away.

This is her habit. When facing a strong enemy, she will confront him by looking at him, as if looking away first is showing weakness.

The little girl suddenly smiled at her, stretched out her other intact index finger, and pointed at... her head?

Anzhi suddenly felt a little itchy on her head, as if something was hanging down from above and rubbing the top of her head.

She swallowed her saliva, raised her head little by little, and looked up.

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(The previous chapters 37 to 40 and 55 to 57 have undergone some modifications, but they will not affect the following text. Book friends who follow here do not need to go back and read them. I mainly want to tell you that if you find that your comments are missing, or close them. If you get a different reply, don’t worry, I changed the content.)