The World of Shura Live
Chapter 13 Chapter 13
With short legs, Shurayan climbed down the little ladder bit by bit, he is not very good at walking yet.The ground is covered with a dark brown wooden floor, which is very smooth to the touch.
Shurayan didn't like this angle very much, it was too short.It makes him feel that everything he sees is very huge, huge and very stressful.He wrinkled his little nose and didn't dare to take a step for a while.
"Who can tell me why the host didn't leave?"
"I don't know, it looks very tangled. Could it be that you are afraid?"
"What is the anchor afraid of? Is it that ghost?"
"Growing up, this is the first time I've heard of ghosts. It's so touching. I really want to see what ghosts are."
Call ~
Shurayan exhaled, fueled himself secretly, and then began to crawl towards the door. When the hostess and hostess were arguing just now, the lights outside were already on.But the quarrel stopped, and the lights suddenly went out again!His intuition told Shurayan that there was a situation.Horror game routines, it must be haunted.
Shurayan raised his chubby hand, trying to open the door wider.His hands trembled a little. At this moment, the entire live broadcast room was unusually quiet, and a gust of wind blew in through the crack of the door.Shurayan shivered, and the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help shaking.
He felt that ever since the door opened, there was always a creepy sight staring firmly at the top of his head, as if to see a hole there.
Shurayan felt that his scalp was exploding, and his back was numb.He thought in his heart that he would never raise his head...but he couldn't control his movements!
"Fuck me, the atmosphere is so weird..."
"Who knows what's going on now?"
"I've never heard this kind of sound effect before. I feel panicked for no reason, and my heart beats faster..."
"Cute new report *^_^*"
"This live broadcast room is poisonous-_-||"
"Head up, I'll send you ten spaceships!!"
The pectoral muscle screen gave the broadcaster ten sets of laser cannons ^O^! ! ! !
"Fuck?!" Yizhu Qingtian sent the broadcaster ten spaceships ^O^! ! ! !
"Wow! Thrilling two local tyrants!"
"The names of local tyrants are so domineering o>_
"Fireworks all over the screen... just came in, what's going on? Scared me!"
"Hurry up and the anchor looks up."
As the bright red domineering barrage drifted past, the camera's gaze lifted up a little bit, and the sound effects became more and more intense and scary.
"Can you remove the sound effects, I have a bad heart." Xiu Luoyan begged in his mind wanting to cry, but it's a pity that devils are so cruel, ruthless, and unreasonable!
"The executor has not reached the level, and the horror sound effect cannot be canceled."
Me & Day & Chrysanthemum...
Shurayan was sweating profusely, and he felt his whole body trembling.Her heart was convulsing, her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.
As the sound effect suddenly became more intense, Shurayan's pupils shrank, and he... saw a bloodshot eyeball, with very few eyeballs and fierce eyes.
Whoa!The eyeballs are still moving!Shurayan was so frightened that he directly closed the door, followed by bang!With a loud sound, Shurayan sat down on the ground directly, feeling as if his soul had come out of his body.
"I, I, I, I went to your sister, what is that?"
"I was so scared that my chrysanthemum tightened!"
"Unexplainably feel sorry for the little baby broadcaster, hurry to my sister's arms >3<"
Shurayan's eyes were blank, he didn't want to speak.After a while, I felt that I regained some strength.He moved his butt carefully and lay down on the ground, feeling that his limbs were still weak.
"Huh? I seem to see a little glowing thing."
"where is it?"
Shurayan also noticed this barrage, and began to raise his heavy head to look around.Suddenly his gaze paused, he saw a small piece of paper at the corner of the bed, Shurayan crawled over, picked up the piece of paper with his chubby hand, and saw that it said: "I love my baby very much, please help me!" He, please forgive me. Merciful God."
"I'm going, I'm not a god!" Shurayan couldn't help but sigh with a soft rice dumpling voice.
The pectoral muscle dominates the screen and sends the broadcaster a hundred sets of flowers...
"Uh, thank you Huahua for her pectoral muscles."
Chest & Muscle Dominant screen to send broadcaster ten sets of machine light guns ^O^
"Pector & muscular tycoon, let's be friends, my voice is also very nice..."
"I beg for rich friends +1..."
"It turns out that the local tyrant is a voice control, as soon as the anchor makes a sound, he can't help shaking out a bunch of gifts o>_
"Maybe the local tyrant is a girl with big breasts, why do you have to use a guy?"
"Let me tell you, should we care about what is written on the note?"
"I'm also curious, I don't quite understand, please explain to the host..."
Of course the host was not in the mood to explain, because he didn't understand...
(Congratulations to the executor, a story thread has been collected.)
"Story clue? Is this a detective game?"
Shurayan couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Detective your sister, if this is a detective game, he won't even be able to pass a single pass."This is just a simple and crude horror game with the purpose of scaring you to death.Shurayan sighed, and decided to ignore these nonsense, he thought he could find something in this room, and he felt that most of the things were on the ground, because he was a baby, it was impossible...
"Huh? There is also a glowing spot on the lampshade. Could it be another clue?"
"This clue is too obvious..."
Shurayan had black hair, so obviously he couldn't continue playing, and in secret, he estimated that he was going to die.And why is it on the lampshade, how will he get on it!
Forget about it, Shurayan sighed again, there was a small red wooden horse in front of him, he quickly crawled towards the wooden horse, and unexpectedly saw a photo on it.Picking up the photo, I saw a woman who was probably of European descent, with messy long golden curly hair, wearing white dirty pajamas with bloodstains.Holding a black baby in her arms, her cheeks were thin and her collagen-deficient skin made her look old.
The skin is loose and wrinkled, but the strange thing is her eyes, there are holes with black mist in her two eye sockets, and the eyeballs cannot be seen.But she still stared at the baby in her arms with a weird smile on her lips.As if the absence of eyeballs did not affect her vision.
(Collected hidden props, a photo.)
Shurayan turned the photo to the back, and there was a sentence on it: "How much I expected you, and now I hate you so much." Shurayan estimated that this was directly translated into interstellar language.There are also a couple of odd symbols below this sentence.What is the estimated password.
"Feeling more and more lost?"
"How does the woman in the photo look like that? Why don't you press a biological eyeball?"
"Probably too poor."
"But the government has a poverty alleviation fund."
"Can you not worry about this problem? What an embarrassing bug."
Shurayan looked at the barrage happily, and somehow felt that he wasn't too scared anymore.
At this time, he found a long pole next to the wooden horse, which showed: props can be used.
Shurayan put the photo in the inventory, crawled over to pick up the long pole, and crawled under the lampshade, picked it a few times, and the luminous body fell off.It turned out to be a diary? !
(It is difficult to obtain props if you find an important hidden place, congratulations, the difficulty will be reduced by five.)
Fuck, there is still this kind of operation?
Shurayan was immediately excited, and the bullet screen kept floating, but he didn't pay attention.
Fatty still couldn’t hold the diary in his hand, so he opened the diary. The first few pages were full of women’s pregnancy experiences and emotions, and the painting style changed in the next few pages:
He's grown up, he's not him, I'm scared now, I shouldn't have listened to that man, my baby, my baby is not my baby...
I felt that his heart stopped beating. My baby died, but he suddenly came back to life. The one who came back to life must be that monster, that devil!
It's bad now, everything is so bad, my lover finally left me, and now it's just me and the monster in my stomach.
……
I finally gave birth to him, but unfortunately I died too.what do I do?Please help me, I don't want to be stuck in this place anymore!Can anyone help me?
No one can save me, no matter gods or demons, haven't you heard my prayer?damn it.
……who I am?Who am I going to kill, yes!I'm going to kill everyone!They all deserve to be damned.
The last few pages were all printed with blood, and Shurayan could still smell a strong fishy smell, and those words were filled with hatred and revenge.Shurayan's eyelids twitched as he watched.
Creaking—the sound that seemed to be sawing on the heart scared Shurayan so much that he almost threw the diary away, and a bunch of bullet screens drifted past, Shurayan didn't have time to pay attention.
Now his whole body is stiff, his back is straightened, and he keeps blowing the cold wind.Sweat drenched the skirt.
Da, da, da, as the footsteps approached, Shurayan turned his neck stiffly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a gray-white foot that had rotted into blood holes and blood holes. On the foot was a tattered white sleeper. skirt.
ah! ——Following a hoarse and sharp roar, a magnified picture of a woman's face appeared in front of Shurayan's eyes. He saw the holes in the black fog in the woman's eye sockets, and he saw the black dirt on the uneven teeth. Seeing the woman's thinning hair on the back of the hairline, and feeling the cold breath blowing towards his face, Shurayan rolled his eyes, his eyes were blood red.
(The executor dies, the cause of death is facing the ghost, and the heart stops, referred to as frightened to death. Do you want to continue?)
"I'll go to your uncle, what was that just now?! Ahhh, who can tell me!"
"I need an explanation from the anchor! My mother, why is that old lady screaming like that? She's deaf!"
"I was going to the toilet, and I was a little dry at first, but who knew that the sound effect matched with that face, I was so frightened that I blew out, and the shit and urine came out together."
"Upstairs buddy, awesome."
"Why don't you use genetic repair fluid when you look like that? Is it to retaliate against society?"
"Then it's a fucking ghost!" Shurayan couldn't help trembling now, panting heavily with fright, he yelled in a crying voice: "Which ghost you've seen used gene repair liquid, can she fucking use it? "
"What is a ghost? Is a ghost just a pervert who doesn't use genetic repair fluid to take revenge on society?"
"Yes, it looks like my heart is not normal, touch the head of the boy, don't be afraid."
"Well, the analysis of the big bazooka squinting eyes is very correct. It is estimated that the ghost is this kind of ugly lunatic whose life is unfortunate and causes his heart to be distorted. It is commonly known as a mental illness that does not use genetic fluid."
"Big bazooka, squint your eyes, can you be a bit distracted with your name? By the way, this kind of lunatic is quite scary."
"By the way, why hasn't the anchor started the game yet?"
"Anchor anchor, are you there, let's start, I think this game is a bit interesting."
Shu Luoyan stared at the barrage, and suddenly groaned feeling powerless: "The anchor is scared crazy, this is the end of today's live broadcast."
"No!~"
Ignoring the barrage of howling ghosts and howling wolves, Shurayan went straight back to the Vientiane safe house.
"Are you scared to death?" Wanxiang Qiuqiu fluctuated up and down, shaking his head with emotion: "It seems that the training is useless to the young master."
Shura Yan died of fish eyes and didn't want to talk.
It was probably because of the way Shura Yan died of the salted fish made Wanxiang Qiuqiu see some facts clearly, he sighed a long sigh: "Let's do this first, you go back to the real world and take a break to broadcast live at night."
Shurayan nodded, and when Shurayan left the Vientiane Realm, a flat and cold voice sounded in the foggy room: "I'm so scared."
"He's still a child." Wanxiang Qiuqiu couldn't help defending his young master.
"Hehe, a child over 1 years old."
Vientiane Ball's head hurts a bit.Speaking of which, where did the devil learn the essence of the earth, would he be sneering at it?No! Thinking left and right, Wanxiang Qiuqiu felt that he had to investigate whether the devil was looking at something messy recently.
Shurayan didn't like this angle very much, it was too short.It makes him feel that everything he sees is very huge, huge and very stressful.He wrinkled his little nose and didn't dare to take a step for a while.
"Who can tell me why the host didn't leave?"
"I don't know, it looks very tangled. Could it be that you are afraid?"
"What is the anchor afraid of? Is it that ghost?"
"Growing up, this is the first time I've heard of ghosts. It's so touching. I really want to see what ghosts are."
Call ~
Shurayan exhaled, fueled himself secretly, and then began to crawl towards the door. When the hostess and hostess were arguing just now, the lights outside were already on.But the quarrel stopped, and the lights suddenly went out again!His intuition told Shurayan that there was a situation.Horror game routines, it must be haunted.
Shurayan raised his chubby hand, trying to open the door wider.His hands trembled a little. At this moment, the entire live broadcast room was unusually quiet, and a gust of wind blew in through the crack of the door.Shurayan shivered, and the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help shaking.
He felt that ever since the door opened, there was always a creepy sight staring firmly at the top of his head, as if to see a hole there.
Shurayan felt that his scalp was exploding, and his back was numb.He thought in his heart that he would never raise his head...but he couldn't control his movements!
"Fuck me, the atmosphere is so weird..."
"Who knows what's going on now?"
"I've never heard this kind of sound effect before. I feel panicked for no reason, and my heart beats faster..."
"Cute new report *^_^*"
"This live broadcast room is poisonous-_-||"
"Head up, I'll send you ten spaceships!!"
The pectoral muscle screen gave the broadcaster ten sets of laser cannons ^O^! ! ! !
"Fuck?!" Yizhu Qingtian sent the broadcaster ten spaceships ^O^! ! ! !
"Wow! Thrilling two local tyrants!"
"The names of local tyrants are so domineering o>_
"Fireworks all over the screen... just came in, what's going on? Scared me!"
"Hurry up and the anchor looks up."
As the bright red domineering barrage drifted past, the camera's gaze lifted up a little bit, and the sound effects became more and more intense and scary.
"Can you remove the sound effects, I have a bad heart." Xiu Luoyan begged in his mind wanting to cry, but it's a pity that devils are so cruel, ruthless, and unreasonable!
"The executor has not reached the level, and the horror sound effect cannot be canceled."
Me & Day & Chrysanthemum...
Shurayan was sweating profusely, and he felt his whole body trembling.Her heart was convulsing, her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.
As the sound effect suddenly became more intense, Shurayan's pupils shrank, and he... saw a bloodshot eyeball, with very few eyeballs and fierce eyes.
Whoa!The eyeballs are still moving!Shurayan was so frightened that he directly closed the door, followed by bang!With a loud sound, Shurayan sat down on the ground directly, feeling as if his soul had come out of his body.
"I, I, I, I went to your sister, what is that?"
"I was so scared that my chrysanthemum tightened!"
"Unexplainably feel sorry for the little baby broadcaster, hurry to my sister's arms >3<"
Shurayan's eyes were blank, he didn't want to speak.After a while, I felt that I regained some strength.He moved his butt carefully and lay down on the ground, feeling that his limbs were still weak.
"Huh? I seem to see a little glowing thing."
"where is it?"
Shurayan also noticed this barrage, and began to raise his heavy head to look around.Suddenly his gaze paused, he saw a small piece of paper at the corner of the bed, Shurayan crawled over, picked up the piece of paper with his chubby hand, and saw that it said: "I love my baby very much, please help me!" He, please forgive me. Merciful God."
"I'm going, I'm not a god!" Shurayan couldn't help but sigh with a soft rice dumpling voice.
The pectoral muscle dominates the screen and sends the broadcaster a hundred sets of flowers...
"Uh, thank you Huahua for her pectoral muscles."
Chest & Muscle Dominant screen to send broadcaster ten sets of machine light guns ^O^
"Pector & muscular tycoon, let's be friends, my voice is also very nice..."
"I beg for rich friends +1..."
"It turns out that the local tyrant is a voice control, as soon as the anchor makes a sound, he can't help shaking out a bunch of gifts o>_
"Maybe the local tyrant is a girl with big breasts, why do you have to use a guy?"
"Let me tell you, should we care about what is written on the note?"
"I'm also curious, I don't quite understand, please explain to the host..."
Of course the host was not in the mood to explain, because he didn't understand...
(Congratulations to the executor, a story thread has been collected.)
"Story clue? Is this a detective game?"
Shurayan couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Detective your sister, if this is a detective game, he won't even be able to pass a single pass."This is just a simple and crude horror game with the purpose of scaring you to death.Shurayan sighed, and decided to ignore these nonsense, he thought he could find something in this room, and he felt that most of the things were on the ground, because he was a baby, it was impossible...
"Huh? There is also a glowing spot on the lampshade. Could it be another clue?"
"This clue is too obvious..."
Shurayan had black hair, so obviously he couldn't continue playing, and in secret, he estimated that he was going to die.And why is it on the lampshade, how will he get on it!
Forget about it, Shurayan sighed again, there was a small red wooden horse in front of him, he quickly crawled towards the wooden horse, and unexpectedly saw a photo on it.Picking up the photo, I saw a woman who was probably of European descent, with messy long golden curly hair, wearing white dirty pajamas with bloodstains.Holding a black baby in her arms, her cheeks were thin and her collagen-deficient skin made her look old.
The skin is loose and wrinkled, but the strange thing is her eyes, there are holes with black mist in her two eye sockets, and the eyeballs cannot be seen.But she still stared at the baby in her arms with a weird smile on her lips.As if the absence of eyeballs did not affect her vision.
(Collected hidden props, a photo.)
Shurayan turned the photo to the back, and there was a sentence on it: "How much I expected you, and now I hate you so much." Shurayan estimated that this was directly translated into interstellar language.There are also a couple of odd symbols below this sentence.What is the estimated password.
"Feeling more and more lost?"
"How does the woman in the photo look like that? Why don't you press a biological eyeball?"
"Probably too poor."
"But the government has a poverty alleviation fund."
"Can you not worry about this problem? What an embarrassing bug."
Shurayan looked at the barrage happily, and somehow felt that he wasn't too scared anymore.
At this time, he found a long pole next to the wooden horse, which showed: props can be used.
Shurayan put the photo in the inventory, crawled over to pick up the long pole, and crawled under the lampshade, picked it a few times, and the luminous body fell off.It turned out to be a diary? !
(It is difficult to obtain props if you find an important hidden place, congratulations, the difficulty will be reduced by five.)
Fuck, there is still this kind of operation?
Shurayan was immediately excited, and the bullet screen kept floating, but he didn't pay attention.
Fatty still couldn’t hold the diary in his hand, so he opened the diary. The first few pages were full of women’s pregnancy experiences and emotions, and the painting style changed in the next few pages:
He's grown up, he's not him, I'm scared now, I shouldn't have listened to that man, my baby, my baby is not my baby...
I felt that his heart stopped beating. My baby died, but he suddenly came back to life. The one who came back to life must be that monster, that devil!
It's bad now, everything is so bad, my lover finally left me, and now it's just me and the monster in my stomach.
……
I finally gave birth to him, but unfortunately I died too.what do I do?Please help me, I don't want to be stuck in this place anymore!Can anyone help me?
No one can save me, no matter gods or demons, haven't you heard my prayer?damn it.
……who I am?Who am I going to kill, yes!I'm going to kill everyone!They all deserve to be damned.
The last few pages were all printed with blood, and Shurayan could still smell a strong fishy smell, and those words were filled with hatred and revenge.Shurayan's eyelids twitched as he watched.
Creaking—the sound that seemed to be sawing on the heart scared Shurayan so much that he almost threw the diary away, and a bunch of bullet screens drifted past, Shurayan didn't have time to pay attention.
Now his whole body is stiff, his back is straightened, and he keeps blowing the cold wind.Sweat drenched the skirt.
Da, da, da, as the footsteps approached, Shurayan turned his neck stiffly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a gray-white foot that had rotted into blood holes and blood holes. On the foot was a tattered white sleeper. skirt.
ah! ——Following a hoarse and sharp roar, a magnified picture of a woman's face appeared in front of Shurayan's eyes. He saw the holes in the black fog in the woman's eye sockets, and he saw the black dirt on the uneven teeth. Seeing the woman's thinning hair on the back of the hairline, and feeling the cold breath blowing towards his face, Shurayan rolled his eyes, his eyes were blood red.
(The executor dies, the cause of death is facing the ghost, and the heart stops, referred to as frightened to death. Do you want to continue?)
"I'll go to your uncle, what was that just now?! Ahhh, who can tell me!"
"I need an explanation from the anchor! My mother, why is that old lady screaming like that? She's deaf!"
"I was going to the toilet, and I was a little dry at first, but who knew that the sound effect matched with that face, I was so frightened that I blew out, and the shit and urine came out together."
"Upstairs buddy, awesome."
"Why don't you use genetic repair fluid when you look like that? Is it to retaliate against society?"
"Then it's a fucking ghost!" Shurayan couldn't help trembling now, panting heavily with fright, he yelled in a crying voice: "Which ghost you've seen used gene repair liquid, can she fucking use it? "
"What is a ghost? Is a ghost just a pervert who doesn't use genetic repair fluid to take revenge on society?"
"Yes, it looks like my heart is not normal, touch the head of the boy, don't be afraid."
"Well, the analysis of the big bazooka squinting eyes is very correct. It is estimated that the ghost is this kind of ugly lunatic whose life is unfortunate and causes his heart to be distorted. It is commonly known as a mental illness that does not use genetic fluid."
"Big bazooka, squint your eyes, can you be a bit distracted with your name? By the way, this kind of lunatic is quite scary."
"By the way, why hasn't the anchor started the game yet?"
"Anchor anchor, are you there, let's start, I think this game is a bit interesting."
Shu Luoyan stared at the barrage, and suddenly groaned feeling powerless: "The anchor is scared crazy, this is the end of today's live broadcast."
"No!~"
Ignoring the barrage of howling ghosts and howling wolves, Shurayan went straight back to the Vientiane safe house.
"Are you scared to death?" Wanxiang Qiuqiu fluctuated up and down, shaking his head with emotion: "It seems that the training is useless to the young master."
Shura Yan died of fish eyes and didn't want to talk.
It was probably because of the way Shura Yan died of the salted fish made Wanxiang Qiuqiu see some facts clearly, he sighed a long sigh: "Let's do this first, you go back to the real world and take a break to broadcast live at night."
Shurayan nodded, and when Shurayan left the Vientiane Realm, a flat and cold voice sounded in the foggy room: "I'm so scared."
"He's still a child." Wanxiang Qiuqiu couldn't help defending his young master.
"Hehe, a child over 1 years old."
Vientiane Ball's head hurts a bit.Speaking of which, where did the devil learn the essence of the earth, would he be sneering at it?No! Thinking left and right, Wanxiang Qiuqiu felt that he had to investigate whether the devil was looking at something messy recently.
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