I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Looking at the barrage, Gao Fangyao froze for a moment, then ran to turn on the light in the dark.

Lights on.

"Ah!" Gao Fangyao screamed.

At this moment, the floor of the entire room was filled with billowing smoke, so thick that the floor could not be seen, and the surrounding area was also misty, like a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist.

Such a situation made Gao Fangyao startled, the first thing he thought of was a fire? !

Thick smoke was billowing, and Gao Fangyao, who was frightened, had no mood to live broadcast, and hurried to the door to get out.

"What's going on? Why can't the door be opened."

Carrara, frantically pulling the doorknob, Gao Fangyao panicked.

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and Gao Fangyao felt that it was getting more and more difficult to breathe. He couldn't open the door. Fortunately, he panicked and was still a little rational, so he ran to open the window when he couldn't open the door.

However, he found that the window could not be opened either!

The whole room became a closed room.

cough! cough!

The smoke choked him so much that he could not stop coughing. He looked around and suddenly remembered something!

The three people who died in this room were all sealed off, like a secret room, exactly the same as now.

He was terrified, and hurriedly picked up the phone to ask for help, but found that the live broadcast was interrupted, and the phone had no signal reception.

Seeing this, he forced himself to calm down, remembering that there was a phone in the room.

At this time, the visibility in the room was getting lower and lower, and it was full of thick smoke.

He came to answer the phone, but he picked up the phone and didn't make a call. He found that the phone couldn't be dialed at all...

Faced with all kinds of weirdness, he became more and more panicked, ran to the door and knocked frantically.

"Boss! Boss! Come and open the door! Is there anyone! I can't get out, come and save me!!"

No one answered outside.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, his coughing became more severe, his breathing was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't breathe.

"That's right! That's right! Oxygen bottle." Gao Fangyao picked up the oxygen bottle and inhaled it...

at the same time.

In Gao Fangyao's live broadcast room, the live broadcast was suddenly closed 10 minutes ago, and all the viewers had question marks on their faces.

Although the live broadcast room was suddenly closed, none of the audience left, they were still chatting in the live broadcast room, chatting about why the anchor suddenly closed the live broadcast room.

Some people say that the effect of the anchor’s program is very JBOK, Guan Live pretends to be a ghost, some people say that the anchor’s mobile phone is in arrears, and some say...

Among these barrages, the previous IDs sent the most barrages.

"It's cold, the anchor has passed away."

"You idiots, don't BB, the anchor is really dead, I saw a ghost hand just now, there really is a ghost!"

"I've already called the police, hoping to save the anchor, Ma De, I'd rather believe it or not."

……

Half an hour later, because the audience called the police, the police arrived.

When Gao Fangyao's room was opened, the room was empty, very quiet, without a little smoke, everything seemed ordinary, a quiet room with no one in it.

Afterwards, the police entered the room, and one party searched and opened the only closed bathroom door in the room.

The bathroom door opened, and the police found Gao Fangyao.

At this time, Gao Fangyao's face was as pale as paper, with a frightened expression on his face, holding a depleted oxygen bottle, his pupils constricted, as if he had encountered something terrible.

Gao Fangyao is dead...

……

The next day, Wang Ping and Lao Chen came to Dongsu Hotel and learned that another person had died.

Knowing the whole story from the neighbors, Wang Ping and Lao Chen went into the Dongsu Hotel and began negotiating with the owner to exorcise the ghost.

People died one after another, and the boss already believed that there must be something wrong with this room, probably something dirty.

Seeing Wang Ping enter the room, the boss looked strange and asked Old Chen beside him.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure Mr. Wang is here to exorcise ghosts?"

"Sure, what's wrong?"

The boss pointed directly at Wang Ping who was entering the room, and pointed at the 10 oxygen bottles on Wang Ping's waist, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Why, I don't think he's here to exorcise ghosts, but rather to blackmail my oxygen tank..."

Just now, before entering the room, Wang Ping asked the boss for 10 bottles of oxygen, because he heard that the boss sent oxygen bottles, so he generously asked for all the oxygen bottles of the boss.

The nickname is: "I just came back from Kyoto, and I want to take a breath of clean oxygen."

……

Chapter 190 The third chapter haze head hard work, another sallow

As night fell, Wang Ping was lying on the bed holding an oxygen bottle in one hand and playing with his mobile phone in the other hand, going back and forth between the two groups of water in [Good Ghost in the Way] and [Avenue of Fighting].

Tick ​​tock, the time quietly reached 10 o'clock in the evening.

Wang Ping got out of bed and put on his slippers.

Just when Wang Ping was wearing slippers, under the dark bed, a pair of eyes opened, watching Wang Ping's feet approaching under the bed.

At this time, Wang Ping was playing with his mobile phone, and he didn't seem to notice that a fiasco hand stretched out from under the bed, trying to grab his ankle.

Just as the ghost's hand was about to grab Wang Ping's ankle, Wang Ping moved, stood up and stepped on it, hitting the ghost's hand, and walked towards the place where the lights were turned off.

hiss!

There was a slight gasp.

Ghost Hand: "!!!"

Ding!The ghost under the bed was stepped on by the host and wanted to yell "It hurts!" Attribute +1

At this time, the chest under the bed was so painful that his eyes were bloodshot. He didn't feel like he was stepped on by someone, but rather like he was crushed by an excavator.

With a swish, the ghost under the bed retracted its hand.

After turning off the light, Wang Ping was still playing with his mobile phone while inhaling oxygen, seemingly unaware of the wisps of smoke overflowing from under the bed.

Time ticks by.

1 minute, 10 minutes, half an hour, an hour...

During this period of time, the room was completely silent, without the slightest sound, it was eerily quiet.

In the room at this time, the smoke was as thick as the smog in Kyoto.

Ding!The ghost under the bed is a little confused, huh?What about the cough?attribute +1

In such an environment, why doesn't that person cough?Could it be that he slept too much?But it's not right, even if you sleep too much and die in this environment, you still have to cough.

two hours...

cough!

Finally, there was a coughing sound.

Ding!The ghost under the bed was pleasantly surprised, and finally stepped on the mother's cough, damn it, why is this person so resistant to smoke and dust, attribute +1

Before the ghost under the bed was happy for three seconds, the coughing sound passed, and the room became quiet again.

The ghost under the bed: "..."

three hours.

Three full hours passed, and there was no other sound in the room except for a cough.

Ding!The ghost under the bed is confused, something is wrong, you Marle, are you coughing?Host, why haven't you been choked to death yet?attribute +1

For this reason, he was going to climb out to see what happened.

He quietly crawled out, and when he looked at the bed, the ghost under the bed was stunned.

Wang Ping was sitting by the bed, looking at the ghost crawling out of the bed, and the two looked at each other.

Time seemed to stand still, the air seemed to freeze, and one person and one ghost were watching both sides.

For a long time...

Seeing Wang Ping sitting in a room full of smoke, the ghost under the bed finally made a sound.

"You...why...why didn't you choke to death from the smoke."

Ding!The ghost under the bed is weird, watching the host sucking smoke and dust, full of indescribable, attribute +1

"Why am I choking to death?"

"Uh... because this is thick smoke, people should be choked to death."

Hearing this, Wang Ping showed a disdainful smile: "Compared with the capital, this little smoke is nothing."

The ghost under the bed: "..."

At this moment, Wang Ping said.

"Are you a local ghost? Have you never been to Kyoto?"

At this question, the ghost under the bed was stunned for a moment, with a blank expression on his face, what's wrong with the capital, and subconsciously shook his head and replied.

"Never been."

"No wonder you don't know that the reason why I didn't choke to death from the smoke is because I'm from Kyoto, and I've been baptized by the world of Kyoto, so I'm not afraid of all the smoke and dust in the world."

Ding!The ghost under the bed doesn't know what the host is talking about, it just feels ignorant, attribute +1

Before the ghost under the bed could ask why, Wang Ping said.