My Corpse is Bohemian

The sky is gradually darkening, and the old buildings and deep forests are completely different from the daytime in the night.

Everyone set up a tent outside the small building, raised a bonfire, and enthusiastically discussed the next game of death. Just about the content of the game, several people debated endlessly, but it has never been determined.

An Bu said sincerely: "I don't think there is any fun in the haunted house. You might as well go see fireflies with me."

Without waiting for the others to respond, the tour guide Qian Zhi was the first to interrupt: "How can there be any fireflies in this season?"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a few bright lights flashing by the stream not far away, flickering, and it looked extremely beautiful in the dark night.

Qian Zhi: "..." I'll go!

"Hahaha." Chris couldn't help laughing out loud, and the others couldn't help but smile, this slap in the face was really fast.

When Anbu went to wash his hands by the creek before, he saw a few fireflies, so he knew they would appear, and hoped that these little things could divert their attention.

Chrissy and another girl, Taimi, picked up the camera and leaned over to take dozens of photos, while their boyfriends Pete and Durerrey stayed where they were and continued to discuss the game with Qianzhi.

An Bu sat beside him and listened quietly, unable to find any reason to stop them from running into the haunted house to die. After all, he's just an outsider, and it's useless to talk too much.

"I tried it just now. The signal here is not bad, and I can surf the Internet." Qian Zhi shook his phone and said with a smile, "Why don't you post to ask for opinions?"

"Good idea." Pete and Durery took out their mobile phones and swiped the forum with great interest.

They are browsing the domestic foreign student forums, and seven or eight o'clock in the evening happens to be the time when the traffic is the highest.

Anbu also asked them for the URL, and logged into the forum to dive in and read the posts.

[Landlord, living in a haunted house, not playing pen fairy is too wasteful. 】

[Landlord, summon Bloody Mary, I have wanted to see it for a long time, I hope you can fulfill my wish. 】

【Hide and seek, hide and seek! 】

【truth or Dare. 】

[Five people with four corners. 】

【killing game! 】

...

Netizens on the forum enthusiastically came up with all kinds of bad ideas.

At this time, someone suddenly suggested: [Landlord, just play all the games, and do a live broadcast by the way. 】

As soon as this statement was made, it was immediately supported by everyone, and all kinds of fancy top posts were liked.

With a wave of pride, Pate and Durery decided to do so.

Anbu: "..."

Even if you kill yourself, you have to let others watch you live to kill yourself.

A few people from Pete tried the signal and found that there was no problem with the live broadcast. Today's traffic fees are also cheap, with an unlimited monthly rent of 30 yuan.

They listed all the games nominated by netizens and planned to play them one by one until the end of the game at 1 am.

Seeing that their will to die was so determined, An Bu had to pull Jian Ningxuan and join them in the game.

Several people each lit a candle - the candle was prepared by Qian Zhi's sight - and slowly walked into the haunted house.

Qian Zhi walked at the end, and while filming, he introduced: "This is the famous haunted house in Shanhu Town. It used to be a hotel. It is said that many people died strangely here, and the locals dare not approach."

It was dark all around, a few vague figures swayed gently under the candlelight, and the broken windows creaked in the night wind.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they quickly entered a state of nervous and excited preparations.

A few people found a rectangular table, covered it with a plastic tablecloth, and then brought in a few wooden chairs that could be used. After wiping it clean, they sat down opposite each other, each with a candle standing by his hand.

The first game was Truth or Dare, with 6 participants, and Qian Zhi was in charge of filming.

"Everyone should have played this game." Pete said, "In order to be more exciting, this time we cancel the truth and can only choose the big adventure."

"Agreed." Durery and Qian Zhi took the lead.

Chris and Taimi hesitated.

Jian Ningxuan did not express his opinion, while An Bu was here to sabotage.

She suddenly said, "Didn't you find something wrong?"

Several people looked at each other in dismay, and looked at An Bu puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"There are seven people here." An Bu looked calm.

"We were originally seven people." Chris counted, "Me, Qian Zhi, Tuileries, Taimi, Pate, and you and Mr. J."

An Bu pointed behind her: "Qian Zhi is filming."

Chris turned her head and saw Qian Zhi holding her phone standing in the shadows, shaking her a few times. She immediately turned her head back, just as she was about to say something, her face suddenly changed, her eyes swept across several people, and she counted silently in her heart: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...7? !

With Qian Zhi behind her, why are there 7 people here?

Others were also horrified to find that there was one more person among them, sitting at the end of the long table, with no candles at hand, unable to see their faces, and seemed to be staring at them silently.

The cold hair of everyone stood up, and a cold air rushed straight to the forehead.

MMP! Haunted before the game even started? How can they continue to play? The live broadcast is on, it's embarrassing!

Pete's position was closest to the ghost, and he summoned the courage to slowly push the candle there. However, when the candle light passed, the place was empty, how could there be any ghosts?

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but the relaxed mood just now no longer exists.

"Haha, it's just a projection." Pete smiled nonchalantly, "Go ahead."

He said so, but did not retract the candle and let it continue to shine in that position.

Anbu: You guys are working really hard to die.

Jian Ningxuan's anger is in a normal state, and he can keep his dead aura five meters away. The end of this long table is just at the edge of this distance. At night, when the yin qi is strong and the dead qi gathers together, people who are weak or timid can easily see "ghosts" and then be dominated by fear.

These people's physical fitness is very good, and their courage is not small, so they would not easily see the undead manifestation. Just now, An Bu secretly mobilized his deadly energy in an attempt to scare them away, but these guys were more courageous than she expected, and after being frightened, they would continue to stay here to play **** games!

"We were originally here to find excitement, don't you think this kind of start is very interesting?" Duléry teased.

"Haha, yes, it's really interesting and exciting." His girlfriend Taimi agreed.

"Then get ready to start, don't waste time." Pete calmed his mind, placed an atlas in the middle of the table, then took out a signature pen and pressed his fingers to make it spin.

But for a moment, the tip of the signature pen was aimed at Chrissy, and the tip of the pen was aimed at Durery. This inning was requested by Dullery, and Chris was in charge of executing it.

"Chris, you are so lucky." Durery nodded his forehead with his finger and said, "Listen, my request is that you go to the toilet by yourself for three minutes, and you are not allowed to bring any lighting items. "

"Ah, Tuileries, you are too cruel." Chris glared at him dissatisfied.

An Bu silently watched them perform: "..."

If they were together, she and her family could keep them safe, but they tried their best to create opportunities for themselves to die.

An Bu felt that he had to give them a few big moves. This kind of scary thing, the old corpse is a professional.