In an escape game...

[The ghosts in this house are so strange, they closed the door on their own initiative, and wrote 'get out' all over the door, do they want them to get out, or do they want to keep them? ]

[Blind student, you discovered Huadian]

[No, look carefully, the words on the door are not newly engraved, they should have been left a long time ago, not for the anchor and the others to read]

The camera is aimed at the door, and the words on the door are densely packed, one layer after another. After a long time, you will feel an inexplicable dizziness, as if your mouth and nose are covered and you can't breathe.

"Why do I feel that the strokes of these characters are a bit strange... It seems that they were nailed out... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Suddenly changed the tone and broke the sound directly.

The high-pitched and hoarse voice echoed in the house, scraping people's eardrums.

The old handwriting on the gate was slowly oozing bright red blood, the blood intertwined and merged, converging into crooked strokes, outlining a ferocious and rough "death" character.

The blood snaked down, shining strangely under the cold purple flashlight light.

The light of the flashlight trembled along with the host's hands. She swallowed her saliva and screamed hoarsely: "The devil wants us to die here!"

When they first broke into this place, the ghost in the red skirt gave them one minute to leave. Now that the time limit has passed, the ghost in the house has changed its mind.

After the anchor screamed, Jiao Huai let go of her folded ears, and complained: "The words written by ghosts are not as terrifying as the screams of the anchor. A sudden shock can scare people to death."

After thinking about it, the purpose of the anchor is to attract ghosts to kill lucky viewers, of course, it is called exaggeration as much as possible.

[An anchor alone is a team, and the screams are more terrifying than the horror sound effects. ]

[One thing to say, the content of tonight's live broadcast is not so scary, because the lucky viewers are still alive. ]

[Lucky viewers are calm as if they are the anchor, the screaming anchor is like a tool man, and it seems out of place to mix among them. ]

[Hahaha, the answer is correct upstairs, I already regard the pretty boy in the pink shirt as the anchor. ]

[Is it just me who noticed the height of the word "dead"?So short, it seems to be written by a child]

"It seems to be just a warning. The ghost didn't show up. Is he still around..." The anchor took a breath, and the flashlight swung around the door and shone on the ground.

I don't know when, there was a messy line of bloody footprints on the ground, bare feet, small in size, it was the footprints of a child.

"Da, da, da da..."

There was a sound of soft and slow footsteps, and there were a few more footprints on the ground. Looking at the direction, they were coming towards them!

The anchor opened his eyes wide, raised the flashlight, and saw a little boy covered in blood standing less than two meters away from them!

The boy was holding a rag doll with a severed head in one hand, his bluish-purple face was swollen and white, his cheeks were painted with two funny blushes, and his two eyes with extremely small pupils were staring at them with malicious intent. smile.

His right hand was covered with hideous scars, and he held a bloody kitchen knife in his small hand.

"The ghost is coming! Run!!" The anchor screamed, and ran away, and the flashlight flickered, casting a strange light on the gloomy house.

She ran like a wild horse, and Jiaying couldn't hold her back.

[System prompt: Players who leave the live camera for more than 10 minutes will be obliterated. ]

Yun Xubai and Jiao Huai received the notification from the system at the same time, looked at each other, and kept pace with the anchor.

This is an important reminder about life, please say it earlier next time!

The anchor ran into the dark corridor. She tried to open the door of the first room, but found that the door was locked, and no matter how she shook it, it would not move.

"The door is locked!" The anchor was so anxious that he was sweating coldly and continued to run forward.

Yun Xubai had long legs, followed her easily, and said calmly, "Anchor, I have a question for you."

"What's the problem?" The anchor didn't look back, trying to open the second door.

"Before the broadcast time leads to an exciting ending, can I download it in advance?"

The anchor paused, glanced at the live broadcast room, and said in a low voice, "We generally control the duration of the live broadcast, and this rarely happens."

The subtext is - I will mix up the live broadcast time long enough to let the lucky viewers die.

"Have you no experience of downloading in advance?" Yun Xubai asked again.

The host didn't know what to think of, his eyes suddenly turned dark, and he replied in a deep voice, "Once."

"Click..." The door opened, a pair of pale legs hung down from above, shaking left and right, corpse water dripped down along the rotten legs, making a loud ticking sound.

[Gan!I was scared to have a heart attack! ]

[The body of the owner's family has been taken away long ago, this should be the body of the person who came here to explore]

[I thought the ghosts in this family didn't like to kill people, it seems it's just my illusion]

[is your illusion]

[Why did my little brother not react at all when he saw such a terrifying picture]

[Responding, he frowned in disgust]

"I was stunned, but I'm curious why the corpse is at this angle. I believe the audience in the live broadcast room are also curious, so I risked my life and let the camera go in and take a look!"

The audience swiped the "not curious" barrage one after another, but the anchor let the camera in, and the flashlight shone upwards, and the scene in the room was reflected on the light screen——the dead man was dropped on the ceiling by his hair!

Countless long black hairs emerged from the corpse's neck, stretching straight into the dark hollow ceiling.

With a movement of the anchor's wrist, the spot of the flashlight landed on the face of the deceased, his eyes popped out, his long tongue hung down from the wide open mouth, and there were clumps of black hair deep in his throat.

[This picture is too evil to provoke! ]

[Gee, vomit, my throat hurts watching it. ]

Yun Xubai looked at the light screen and blinked his phoenix eyes: "The deceased is not light, this hair is really tough, it must be of good quality for weaving rope."

Jiao Huai nodded: "Agreed, cut it?"

Yun Xubai thought for a while, then said with a smile, "It depends on the situation."

Jiao Huai tilted her head and raised the corners of her lips: "If we have time later, let's cut it out. The rope woven by ghost hair can make a lot of money by hanging it in the game store."

[I don't know if it's an illusion, the hair hanging from the corpse seems to be shaking]

[The anchor is so humorous... Bah, the mouth is full, this lucky viewer is so humorous, he is still joking at this time, his attitude is really good]

Jiaying, who was almost shaved bald by Yun Xubai, silently reduced her presence, only she knew that Yun Xubai was not joking, he might be serious!

The corner of the anchor's mouth twitched slightly. She was about to say something when "da da" footsteps sounded outside the corridor, and the ghost boy came after her.

"This ghost walks a bit slowly." Yun Xubai said thoughtfully.

Jiao Huai babbled nonsense: "Maybe she went to the toilet halfway."

"It should be that there are other ghosts waiting for us here, so he is not in a hurry." Yun Xubai instructed the anchor very naturally: "Anchor, look at the ceiling to see if there is anything."

The anchor subconsciously followed what he said, the spot of light fell on the ceiling, and the light screen in the live broadcast room simultaneously projected the picture.

Yun Xubai looked over and saw a pair of squinted eyes in the cracks of the wooden boards.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly exploded again.

Sure enough, there was a ghost waiting for them inside!

"Da da, da da..."

The ghost boy's footsteps came closer, not as if he was approaching, but as if urging them into the room.

"The other rooms may also be locked. We have nowhere to escape. Let's go into the room and hide for a while!" The anchor ignored those eyes and ignored the barrage reminder, bent down and sneaked into the room from under the corpse's feet. was also pulled in.

The camera followed the anchor into the room, and the player could not leave the camera for more than 10 minutes, which meant that Yun Xubai and the others had to follow.

"Go in?" Jiao Huai looked up at Yun Xubai.

"Live broadcast footage is the same as comic footage. Follow the protagonist. If you don't want to passively follow the anchor, we have to be the protagonist." Yun Xubai had discovered this a long time ago. He looked at the corner leading to the hall and whispered: " It's late at night, I want to download it early."

He raised his hand and clapped his palms gently.

The footsteps outside the corridor paused, as if listening to the sound.

"You want to lure the ghost out?" Jiao Huai immediately guessed his intention.

The task of the anchor is to find a way to send the lucky viewers to the ghosts. In contrast, the lucky viewers need to find ways to avoid the ghosts.

Yun Xubai doesn't like hiding, he wants to do the opposite.

Yun Xubai clapped his hands again, this time louder.

After clapping hands for the third time, a short and thin shadow appeared at the end of the corridor. The ghost boy was standing at the entrance of the corridor holding the decapitated doll, his eyes glowed dimly in the dark night, looking straight at him.

After the ghost boy appeared, the camera turned to Yun Xubai, and the light screen appeared in front of him again.

When Yun Xubai saw the ghost boy, he opened his phoenix eyes completely, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was panic in his clear eyes. He took a step back in a panic, and shouted into the room sincerely:

"The ghost is here, hurry up and protect the anchor, she must be safe! If the anchor is caught by the ghost, our live broadcast will not be able to continue!"

When the anchor heard Yun Xubai's words, he suddenly felt bad. Although she is not alive, but the resentful spirits in the room know that she is the leader who broke into here, and they will definitely take her first!

"Bang!" The hanging corpse suddenly fell to the ground, and a woman with an unusually long neck crawled out from the ceiling, and crawled down along the wall with all four limbs.

Jiaying let go of the host's hand winkingly, and was swept away like the wind.

Host: "!!" Gan!You promised to protect me!

The anchor couldn't take care of that much anymore and wanted to run away immediately.

A long-necked ghost snake rushed to the door, blocking her way, staring at her with two blood-red eyes.

After performing all night, the anchor really felt the panic for the first time.

In such a bad situation, the anchor gasped and wanted to escape underground, but before he could do anything, his ankles were entangled by icy hair.

There was a chill that made the soul tremble behind her, and the anchor turned her head stiffly, and found a smiling little boy standing behind her.

But the huge bloody kitchen knife in the boy's hand revealed his hypocritical smile.

"Lucky viewers die and the anchor escapes. This ending is too clichéd. If the anchor dies and the lucky audience escapes, wouldn't it be more exciting?"

At this time the anchor is the protagonist, and the camera is on her, Yun Xubai can't leave here, after the anchor "death", he uses props to hold the wraith and escape from the house.

If luck is better and the anchor "death", the live broadcast may end directly.

[Sloppy! !Unexpected! ! ]

[I'm so excited! !Pretty Boy is here to save us! ]

[It's the ending I'm looking forward to! ]

[In the future, we won't have to be forced to enter the live broadcast room of Nightmare! ! ]

The long-necked wraith's black hair wrapped around the anchor's neck from top to bottom, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, about to plunge into her neck.

"Let me go, let's get out of here immediately!" The anchor trembled all over, begging for mercy.

Wraith didn't intend to stop at all.

The audience in the live broadcast room was reveling, and tens of thousands of eyes were looking forward to this scene.

At this moment, the flexible black hair suddenly stopped moving, and everything within the visible range, including the anchor, was frozen.

The barrage on the light screen is still scrolling.

[I am stuck? ? ? ]

[Does this live broadcast room need to be connected to the Internet? I don't believe it! ! ]

[It seems that the pause button has been pressed, what is going on? ]

[It's not stuck, the lucky audience can still move! ! ]

"What's going on?" Jiao Huai always felt a familiar aura coming out nearby.

"It's him!" Yun Xubai suddenly realized something, stepped over the corpse on the ground, rushed to the anchor at the fastest speed, and hugged the anchor's neck.

At the same time, a hole was torn in the air, and a pale and thin hand was stretched out.

Yun Xubai dragged the anchor's body back quickly, and his hand was thrown away.