Am I the one who was wronged?

After the fireworks are ignited, the strong smell of fire and medicine dissipates.

Exposing the beautiful scenery of bright moonlight and bright stars is really not suitable for getting angry.

Bearing the displeasure of being disturbed, he asked the situation carefully, "What's wrong with Zhao Ran, what happened?"

The fat monk blamed himself a little, sighed lightly, and quickly explained the matter clearly.

He was the one who took the list posted by Little Amber. Seeing that the task was simple and not very dangerous, he poked Zhao Ran privately from the group and asked if he wanted to go.

Speaking of the position of the fat monk, he specializes in handling logistics for the monks in the temple.

It can be regarded as the same line, and the fat monk has taken over for more than [-] years. From the top to the ghost king and the evil spirit, to the summoning of souls, I have never seen such a big storm.

In the end, it turned over in the gutter on Little Amber's list.

It was Melaleuca durian who found something wrong. He has a more eccentric personality and likes new things very much. When he finds something interesting and funny, he likes to share it with their group.

Naturally, he is also very interested in the popular live broadcast of hell on the Internet.

Based on his background in Tuyuan Temple and his vision and experience in dealing with evil spirits for many years, it is not difficult to find that those so-called ghost live broadcasts are all fake, and it all depends on the anchor and the team.

The venue for the live broadcast was well chosen, and the atmosphere was set in place, giving people a scary and dangerous feeling, so it was fun to watch.

Tonight, after eating and drinking, he lay down on the bed, and prepared to watch some live broadcasts to have some fun, preferably with exciting content.

He just had this habit, the calmer he was before going to bed, the harder it was to fall asleep.

I used to like to watch blockbuster action movies, but now I naturally have to keep up with the trend and watch ghost live broadcasts.

Opening the Maomao live broadcast platform, the big picture on the homepage of the midnight file was recommended, it was a bloody and violent live broadcast, he glanced at the anchor, "Small Liuli."

He poked into the live broadcast room without any hassle. It was nearly twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but the live broadcast room of Suiliuli was extremely popular, with 20 online viewers at the same time.

The scrolling speed of the barrage is fast, small gifts such as stars and roses are flying all over the sky, and there are also many large gifts such as rockets and spaceships. The screen is full of special effects of gifts exploding.

Durian Melaleuca gave a soft "tsk" sound. He knew the rules in the live broadcast room, and all the gifts he received could be exchanged for money. It was as small as he opened the live broadcast, and the gifts received by Su Liuli were worth thousands.

This night, I'm afraid it will cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Even if they have to share the accounts with the platform, they will still get Broken Liuli. This is just a live broadcast, but it is much easier than their exhausting work, entangled with ghosts and dealing with impermanence.

Durian Melaleuca's tears of envy almost flowed from his mouth.

He took a sip of water, chose to close the barrage, and prepared to watch the live broadcast seriously.

Unlike other live broadcast rooms, which are full of various sound effects to enhance the atmosphere, the live broadcast room of Suiliuli is very quiet, very quiet, even the sound of footsteps is inaudible.

The live broadcast picture was very blurry, even with some snowflakes, "swirly" jumping, like the picture on the old black and white TV, the camera was aimed at the broken glass.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was very low, "We went to see the boiler room just now and encountered a little trouble. My teammates and I suffered some minor injuries of varying degrees, but it didn't matter much. Can persist.

Now we go to the canteen area in the dormitory, hoping that the canteen can surprise us. "

Durian Melaleuca looked carefully at the broken glass, and saw that there were colors hanging on his arm.

The sleeve was cut, the wound was turned outward, and half of the sleeve was stained red with blood.

Broken Liuli didn't intend to bandage it, and just left it open, adding a real sense of blood awakening to the picture. I have to say, this is really exciting.

The black and white fuzzy images on the live broadcast page, together with the gloomy and soft voice of Su Liuli, combined with the silent environment, can easily create a scary atmosphere, which is better than playing scary music.

Durian Melaleuca lay on the bed watching the excitement, saw that the wound was deep and long, not like a fake, and saw that his arm was aching.

She curled her lips and sighed secretly, "This anchor is pretty good, no wonder there are so many fans."

As the camera shakes, hearing a slight "squeak", Su Liuli pushes open the canteen door, "The canteen is right in front of you... Oh, look, what is that!?"

The camera flipped quickly, from Suiliuli's panicked face to the inside of the cafeteria.

In the dark and misty cafeteria, many long tables were placed in a mess, and several black figures stood faintly on the table against the wall.

He was looking at them from a distance across the not-so-wide cafeteria.

Within a few seconds of the camera being aligned, the black shadow in the middle shook slightly.

I don't know how Broken Liuli took the picture, but the movement of the black shadow in the middle seems to be a little closer to them.

It felt a bit more real, Durian Melaleuca felt nervous.

He hurriedly summoned his own protector, the little quilt to protect his body, and wrapped the little quilt tightly before continuing to watch the live broadcast.

The camera cuts back to Sui Liuli's face, which turned pale and panicked.

Durian Melaleuca looked at the screen and couldn't help laughing, secretly thinking that Broken Liuli's acting skills are not bad.

Look at the panicked little expression on his face, how fake it is.

Even the camera of the mobile phone trembled slightly to show that his hands were shaking from fright, and it was completely impossible to see that it was arranged in advance.

The cafeteria door was opened, and ghostly shadows appeared beside the wall. Naturally, Broken Liuli led the audience through the door and walked over to have a look.

Unexpectedly, just half a step forward, the live broadcast page suddenly went blank.

The originally black and white live broadcast page was "rustling" with snowflakes.

The screen kept jumping, sometimes disappearing, as if the signal was cut off, and the screen could not be transmitted, just like in an immersive horror movie.

Amidst the chaotic sound of "呵呵呵", the blurred picture turned, and Su Liuli faintly heard shouting, "Let him come over and see what's going on."

The camera was blank for a moment, and a blood-red head suddenly appeared.

It's really blood-red and blood-red. The blurry black and white picture turned to blood-red in an instant. The blood color appeared so suddenly that no one could guess what happened to Su Liuli and the others. Unknown fear overflowed the screen in an instant.

Durian Melaleuca was so frightened that he sat up directly from the bed, "Buddha of Immeasurable Life, what is this?"

The picture became more and more blurred, and the mass of red became thicker and thicker, filling the entire screen.

It was like after the head was sliced ​​off by a knife, the plasma in the aorta slowly smudged away, giving it a terrifying feeling.

Even the battle-tested Durian Melaleuca was so frightened by the blood red that his heart beat faster, not to mention other people watching the live broadcast, they all burrowed into the small quilt.

Shouting "so scary" and "so bloody", he covered his eyes with his palms, and secretly looked at the screen through the gaps between his fingers, waiting to see the follow-up of the matter.

The ghost live broadcast room, which focuses on real horror, ushered in a small climax and tide.

The picture was blurry, the link of the live broadcast room was not disconnected, more and more people clicked into the live broadcast room, and the blood of the audience who watched the whole process was instantly ignited, and the roses and stars falling from the screen continued for a long time.

Even the sound of rockets and spaceships exploding and broadcasting formed a whole film, without any intention of stopping.

After about ten seconds, there was a crisp "ding bell" sound on the blurred page of the live broadcast room, and the snowflakes slowly dissipated completely.

I vaguely heard someone whispering, "This dormitory building is too dark, we won't last long."

The voice was very vague, and some words were unclear, but Durian Melaleuca felt very familiar, and was thinking carefully, where did he hear this voice.

The picture was restored, and Zhao Ran entered the mirror in the subtle sound of "rustling".

The camera flicked by, less than a tenth of a second, but it was enough for Durian Melaleuca to recognize the man as Zhao Ran, and to see clearly the red and swollen fingerprints on Zhao Ran's face.

The live broadcast was still going on, but Durian Melaleuca's eyes changed.

The joke in his eyes dissipated and became gloomy, staring closely at the live broadcast room.

The red mark on Zhao Ran's face was obviously from being beaten, and the blow was heavy.

Just based on that momentary shot, he felt that something was wrong, very wrong.

He is not as simple as Zhao Ran, and he has acted alone for ten or twenty years. He has never encountered any situation, and his intuition trained in danger is very accurate.

I didn't watch the live broadcast, and quickly sent a message in the group, asking Zhao Ran what happened.

When the fat monk saw the news, he knew it might be bad, so he turned around and called Yiyi, asking him to go and see Zhao Ran.

The main reason is that other people are not in city A, and they can't quench their thirst from afar, so Zhao Ran hurried back, he didn't know what would happen to him, he was very worried.

After listening to all of them, he responded softly, "Understood, I'll go there now."

The brothers from Tuyuan Temple in the group, including him, can make any jokes, jump up and down, and do all kinds of jokes.

If something really happened to someone, they should do it when it's time to do it. This is the default rule in their temple... Well, it was made by his master, and no one is allowed to violate it.

Whoever dares to violate it will beat you to the point where you can't take care of yourself.

The fat monk gave him the specific address, and he must remember it well, and he was ready to go out after hanging up the phone.

Jin Fengyu came over and handed him the thin coat he was holding in his hand, with a gentle voice, "The temperature is low at night, you put on your clothes first, and I'll go drive."

They all took their coats and put them on, then glanced at Jin Fengyu.

The moonlight was just right, bright and gentle, falling from the moon palace like silver and snow.

The softness is worthy of everyone's praise, and even arouses people's poetic enthusiasm, drinking alone against the moon.

But just standing there like that, Jin Fengyu would make people ignore the beauty of the moonlight, and draw everyone's eyes neatly on his body.

This Mr. Jin was born too well, and it was hard for him to look away if he looked at him well.

He looked at Jin Fengyu quietly for a moment, then heard the sound of the car at the door, knew that it was the car that Jin Fengyu ordered to prepare, and wanted to accompany him to the alley to find Zhao Ran.

Yiyi gently shook his head, rejecting the proposal.

He lowered his head, avoiding Jin Fengyu's gaze, "Just ask the driver to take me there."

Jin Fengyu was slightly taken aback, his eyes flashed with surprise, as if he didn't expect him to be rejected.

The cold and shallow expression was replaced by doubts, and he asked softly, "Don't you want me to accompany you?"

They all raised their heads and looked at Jin Fengyu's perfect facial features. His eyes were a little calm, and he nodded slightly, "Well, you should rest early."

The night was dark, and the air was indeed a little cold.

He buttoned up his coat, felt a little warmth, turned and walked towards the gate of the villa.

Jin Fengyu was behind him, facing the bright moonlight, with a little doubt in his voice, "Why, why the same? Is it because it's dangerous there?"

Maybe, that alley is really dangerous.

He flipped through the live broadcast of Broken Liuli, and there were endless crises lurking in the few shots.

But this is definitely not the main reason, everyone knows it clearly.

He didn't want to lie to Jin Fengyu, turned around with a slight smile, and looked at Jin Fengyu with bent eyes, "Brother Fengyu, I have passed my birthday and I am an adult."

Jin Fengyu looked at him, doubts flashed in his eyes, and his voice was gentle, "What is the reason, all."

"I am no longer a child, I can move independently."

Yiyi smiled with her lips bent, and spoke to Jin Fengyu in a low voice, "Even if I go out in the middle of the night, I don't need to be accompanied by a guardian, Zhao Ran is not in too much danger, don't worry.

You go to bed early, and if it's too late, I'll come back tomorrow during the day. "

Jin Fengyu frowned, "All..."

Before he could speak, Yiyi checked the time with his mobile phone and interrupted him, "I have to go, if I don't go there, Zhao Ran will be in danger."

He turned around and left, leaving Jin Fengyu standing where he was, frowning slightly with a complicated look on his face.

The driver parked the car at the gate, and seeing him coming by himself, he was a little puzzled, "Mr. Jin isn't going?"

They all bowed their heads and fastened their seat belts, concealing their disappointment, and responded softly, "Yes."

When he raised his head, his expression had returned to normal.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's raining over there, and the ground is very wet. His leg was injured before, and he used to be afraid of leg pain."

The driver showed a clear expression, smiled and said kind words to him, "Master Jiang, you have a really good relationship with Mr. Jin, and you always think of Mr. Jin."

They all leaned against the car window, propped their faces on their elbows, looked ahead indifferently, and were noncommittal to the driver's words.

Jin Fengyu was very kind to him, and when his leg was still hurting, he would often take him out to play.

Go shopping, watch a movie, go to an amusement park, go out to eat.

I will also take him to meet parties, introduce friends to him, and let him integrate into the circle.

They will take him to travel to the seaside, watch stage plays, and ask him if he wants to study in school.

The mobile phone and clothes he uses now are all changed by Jin Fengyu for him, and the accessories are carefully selected and matched.

He didn't know much about these aspects, and Jin Fengyu took care of everything.

Even the brightly lit tablet has long been replaced with the latest model.

Brand new, light and convenient, light and light in the hand, it is not convenient to slap anyone.

After the leg injury is cured and activities are more convenient, Jin will cook for him at home.

He doesn't know how this man allocates his time, manages the Jin family's business, can learn so many things, and even cooks by himself.

Can fry tender and delicious steaks, and dumplings with shrimp and eggs.

Inside each dumpling, there is a plump and tender prawn, which is super delicious!

Whether it's steak pasta or shrimp dumplings, he will eat it with great pleasure.

Good-looking, gentle personality, know a lot, and super good at cooking, it is perfect.

It's a pity that such a good Mr. Jin only wants to be his guardian.

Every time I think of this, I can't help feeling a little depressed.

It has been more than two months since I came back from Shanhai Villa.

During these two months, at least half of him lived in Jin's villa.

At least for forty or fifty days, they got along day and night, and they just held Jin Fengyu's hand once.

When I was still eating, I accidentally touched the cup of milk.

The person involved didn't take it to heart at all, it was tears when she said it.

After a long time, Yiyi can gradually feel that Jin Fengyu is really good to him.

But Jin Fengyu was kind to him because he wanted to be his guardian, which made him very depressed.

He fell in love with Jin Fengyu's beauty, but Jin Fengyu wanted to raise him as his son.

It's hard, it's really hard.

The most important thing is that Jin Fengyu swayed back and forth in front of him all day long with an unparalleled beauty.

Every time he thought about changing the relationship between the two, seeing Jin Fengyu's face, his heart couldn't help beating "thumping, pounding", as if he had lived in some kind of particularly active animal. A kind of indulgent bumping.

A thought that just arises will be like a bubble that is blown out, and it will be burst and disappeared quickly.

He didn't want Jin Fengyu to be his guardian, and he prepared for Jin Fengyu's birthday for a long time.

It can be said that the time, place and people are harmonious, the atmosphere is good, the light is dim, and the wine is almost missed.

But when he looked at Jin Fengyu, he never thought of doing something... He wanted to take the initiative, but was interrupted by a phone call.

The car was driving fast on the road, all leaning against the window with their faces propped up.

Looking at the rapidly receding scenery on both sides, his face was a little dignified.

After Zhao Ran's matter is settled, he has to have a good talk with Jin Fengyu when he comes back.

It's better to talk about the matter. If it's really not possible, it's better for him to stay away from Mr. Jin, so as not to feel uncomfortable.

The driver drove the car very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the entrance of the alley.

The pickup truck driven by Zhao Ran was parked outside, which showed that they were looking for the right place.

Yiyi jumped out of the car and was exposed to the outside air. He felt the surrounding wind was blowing and his whole body was chilly, and he looked up into the alley.

The bleak light fell, and the alley was full of shadows against the background, which didn't look right no matter what.

Seeing those ghostly shadows, Yiyi frowned slightly.

He muttered in a low voice, "Isn't this a commotion? It's not the Obon Festival. The gates of hell are wide open. When are you going to do a night tour of ghosts here? The gate of the underworld was smashed."

The driver followed. He was the part-time driver of Mr. Jin's bodyguard.

They all sent people over, and in order to ensure the safety of everyone, they must follow them in.

Hearing Yiyi muttering in a low voice, the corners of his mouth curled up, looking like he wanted to laugh.

He didn't pay attention at all, frowning, he reached out and took out a string of gold ingots from his bag.

He lit the lighter, threw it into the air, raised one hand in a shallow salute, and said in a cold voice, "Please be black and white, anyone can come."

The fire kept flickering, and the ingots made of gold foil paper were quickly burned.

The ashes dissipated in mid-air, the black and white impermanence he wanted to invite, but he didn't even see a shadow.

Yiyi, "..." Tsk, you've got a temper, and you don't do things with money? !

Believe it or not, I will rob you of your achievements, and then sue you in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

With a sullen face, he burned two more stacks of paper money stamped with money stamps, and warned in a low voice, "Get out quickly, or I will beat you up when we meet later."

The paper money quickly burned in the air, indicating that it was all received.

But the black and white impermanence he wanted to invite never appeared in front of him.

All the same, "..." It's outrageous, dare to accept his money and not work?

He lowered his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and collected the remaining paper money.

Carrying his bag, he turned on the flashlight and walked into the alley.

The bodyguard followed up and warned in a low voice, "Master Jiang, be careful, it's dangerous inside."

They all turned their heads, reached out and patted his left shoulder, and slapped the hanged ghost lying there, watching the hanged ghost flick his tongue and run away quickly.

Comparing the height difference between himself and the bodyguard, his face darkened slightly, "You lower your head."

The bodyguard saw that he suddenly patted himself on the shoulder, lowered his head obediently, and asked in a low voice, "Master Jiang, what's the matter?"

None of them said a word, put their hands together, and read a passage of scriptures in a low voice.

A faint light flashed on the Seven Treasures Buddha Bead, and slowly gathered on the tip of his index finger.

With the posture of the two facing each other, he poked his index finger at the bodyguard's forehead, "Open your eyes."

The bodyguard only felt a little hot where he poked it.

As if being dripped with hot oil, the hot air flowed between the eyebrows and quickly penetrated into the two eye sockets.

There was a faint golden light flashing, and the world in front of him quickly changed its appearance. The dark and dim alley twisted instantly, and many shadows appeared.

On the walls on both sides of the alley, there were many strange-shaped heads.

With white or red eyes open, they stare at them in unison.

From those incomplete eyes, the bodyguard saw the bloody and bloody desire (desire), the desire to tear them up and devour them (desire).

He suddenly fell into an ice cellar, his whole body felt cold, and his scalp was numb.

Taking a deep breath, he managed to stabilize his figure, and ran without turning around.

The voice kept trembling, "What are these things on this wall?"

They all continued to move forward, "...Ghost, let you learn a lot."

The bodyguard Wang was born in the special forces and had been a mercenary abroad for two years. He has experienced all kinds of bullets and bullets, but he has never seen this kind of battle. He really gained his knowledge tonight.

I was so scared, my whole body was shaking slightly.

Seeing him still going forward, I found it incredible, "There are so many of these things here, why do you keep going forward?"

They all turned on their flashlights and continued to move forward, talking to the bodyguards, "They dare not come over."

The bodyguard looked around, and those heads lying on the wall were indeed only watching from a distance, and had no intention of approaching. He was slightly relieved, and followed into the alley.

The alley was not long, and they quickly found the gate.

At this moment, Su Liuli and the others were being chased by Little Amber in the cafeteria.

They pushed open the door of the cafeteria just now, and the old-fashioned electric fan hanging above their heads was wrapped in a thick cloud of yin, rolling towards them at a very strange angle.

The first among them is the Broken Liuli standing in the front.

Suiliuli dodged it, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, one of the fan blades fell off from the electric fan, and shot back at Suiliuli.

Seeing that something would happen if he couldn't hide, Su Liuli put on a serious face, reached out and grabbed the little Hu Po beside him, and blocked it in front of him.

The fan blades spun at high speed, and inserted into Little Amber's throat.

The neck was cut off on the spot, the head rolled to the ground, blood gushed out, splashed onto the screen of the mobile phone, printing and dyeing large groups of red.

Zhao Ran was stunned by the blood awakening scene he saw with his own eyes, and stood there dumbfounded.

His hands and feet were as stiff as firewood, and he couldn't even move his feet.

With a sullen face, Su Liuli wiped the screen of the phone with her sleeve without saying a word.

Smiling at him with a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, the signal was blocked just now, as long as we don't say anything, no one will know the dead person.

Continue to link the signal to start the live broadcast, and when the live broadcast is over, I promise you 20, and you will not lose a penny. "

Zhao Ran didn't believe a word of Broken Liuli's words.

He finally understood that Broken Liuli was a typical outlaw.

For the sake of money, he can do whatever he can, be ruthless and merciless, and extremely vicious.

Even the people in his own team would kill as soon as they said they wanted to. When the live broadcast was over, they would never let him go.

He pretended to be stupefied, shaking and shaking, but refused to answer.

Broken Liuli was not a vegetarian, and twisted the corner of his mouth to hold Jiang Ruo in his hand, "Believe it or not, I killed this brat."

Zhao Ran couldn't pretend, so he took out a piece of paper and tied Jiang Ruo back.

Carefully hugging her in her arms, she was going to think of a way to separate from Su Liuli, and then escape outside.

Before he could think of a way, the headless little Hu Po slowly stood up from behind the broken glass.