When Sadako first appeared, Wang Hao was a little surprised, fear hadn't completely taken over his mind yet.As time passed, the terrifying picture gradually became clear in his mind. A female ghost stood behind him, pinching his neck with both hands.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, I was sitting alone in the room, and I was lucky not to pass out. (If you don’t believe me, just look behind and see if there is also a woman in white.)

Dream: "I think the curse medium is the videotape, but it's not like a movie, you will be cursed after watching it, but the moment you receive the videotape, the curse has already begun."

"Death within seven days does not mean that the cursed person must be killed after seven days. Rather, within seven days, the power of the curse is getting stronger every day."

"Some people are lucky, or they survived the first two days due to some other reasons. But because of the strengthening of the curse, they will not survive the seventh day in the end."

"This is my reasoning. Do you have any suggestions to make?"

Blossoming for ten miles is the fragrance of wine: "Dream is indeed worthy of the wisdom of the group. I heard that the only way to get rid of this curse is to make a copy of this video tape and forward it to others. The author can try it and see See if it works."

Seeing this, Wang Hao finally found a glimmer of hope for survival.He suddenly felt that the crematorium could be temporarily put down, and there was no need to rush to buy the coffin.

But the next barrage completely shattered Wang Hao's desire to survive.

Girlfriend waste traffic: "This method is useless, this video was sent to the anchor by a water friend."

"It just so happened that I met this person on the Internet. Not long ago, he committed suicide at home. The way of death was very bizarre. He punctured his carotid artery with a fingernail and died of blood loss."

"This matter seems to be on the news, you can go and search."

Wang Hao: "..."

Blossoming ten miles is the fragrance of wine: "A silent mourning for the author."

Xing Deng: "A moment of silence for the author."

dream:"……"

"You people, don't scare him, okay. When the time comes, she will not be cursed to death, but you will be scared to death. Who will write a novel for us when he dies?"

"Don't panic, little judge, the Buddha statue on your chest can protect you, and that female ghost can't do anything to you for the time being."

Feeling the light of the Buddha statue on his chest, Wang Hao finally felt a little bit of sensation in his hands and feet.

Forced a smile uglier than crying on his face.

"In this way, as long as I don't take down the Buddha statue, I will be safe forever."

Wujian Puppeteer: "Although the next words are ruthless. But I still want to shatter your last hope."

"The power of the curse is getting stronger every day, and I'm afraid it will reach a peak in seven days. The light of the Buddha statue on your chest is a little dimmer than last night, and it should have been consumed."

"At this rate, you can only live until the sixth day at most."

Wang Hao: "..."

Ha ha!I must be hallucinating because I have been working too hard recently.All of this is fake, where is the female ghost!I'm actually dreaming, right?

Just when Wang Hao fell into despair, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

【Ding!The live broadcast sign-in system has been successfully bound, and the novice gift package has been distributed, please check the host as soon as possible. 】

Wang Hao: (?°???°)? I suddenly felt like I was doing it again.

[Author's Digression]: Tickets are collected, and the author has signed a contract. If the results are really good, the author will write well. If there are not many votes, there will not be many comments!Then the author's fungus is about to update it!

After all, this book was only written for the entertainment of my book friends, I didn't expect other readers to like it so much!

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Chapter 6

The moment Wang Hao heard the electronic reminder sound in his head, his back was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and he went up to the tenth floor in one breath without even taking a breath.

Qingqiu——Zijin: "Why is the anchor standing there in a daze? Could it be that he was frightened?"

Yushi~Meow: "It's very possible. I suspect that the author is a coward. Just now everything was faked."

"Fake it? Are you kidding me!"

Wang Hao got up from the gaming chair, waved his hand, and said vigorously: "I, Wang Ritian, am a social youth with ideals. How can I be afraid of mere monsters?"

"And the ghost behind me is actually not professional at all. I'll come and talk about her today."

After speaking, Wang Hao turned around and faced Sadako behind him.

"Miss Sadako, as a ghost, I have to say something about you. The so-called doing what you do and loving what you do, even if you are a ghost, you should be more dedicated to your work, okay?"

"As a ghost, your appearance should have an atmosphere, no matter how bad it is, you should add some bgm."

"Look at you, from the moment I appeared to now, the light in my room is still on normally. There is no atmosphere at all, and I don't feel it at all."

"You should let the lights in my room keep flickering, and then there will be gusts of wind, and you can also play some bgm, which can increase the atmosphere."

Dream: "Little judge, I advise you to be kind, don't die!"

Wang Hao smiled charmingly.

"Don't worry, I've always been sure about what I do as the anchor. It's just a female ghost. Will I be afraid of her?"

"As a single dog for more than 20 years, the female ghost should be afraid of me when she comes."

After speaking, Wang Hao continued to fight for death. He picked up a strand of Sadako's hair and rubbed it with his fingers.

"Tsk tsk!"

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