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After returning from the supermarket, the two went about their work step by step.

Lin Jingmo stuck the tablet to the kitchen wall and washed vegetables while watching the tutorial.Sitting in the living room, Luo Chuan was seriously thinking about the zombie-fighting game, and from time to time he could hear the screams of the character who was bitten to death by zombies.

When he died for the tenth time, Lin Jingmo couldn't help but said: "I've said it all, ask my brother Sheng to teach you in minutes."

Luo Chuan ignored him, and the man died again after an explosion sounded in the game.He laughed until his waist trembled. It was fine to be bitten to death while playing a game, but it was also No. 1 in history to be killed by a grenade he set.

The cooking tutorial on the tablet stopped at the step of cutting vegetables, and a live broadcast reminder suddenly popped up above the video.This anchor is considered an old acquaintance to Lin Jingmo, and he didn't turn off the reminder system to see if this person could go to a special place.Thinking about washing the vegetables for a while, I clicked on the live broadcast by the way.

The anchor was still adjusting the microphones next to his ears while holding his mobile phone, standing in a wilderness and describing his position.

It was not completely dark after five o'clock, and the surrounding scenes were just forests full of fallen leaves. Compared with the place this person went to before, today's trip seemed much safer.

The anchor fiddled with the pole on which the mobile phone was installed, and then turned around to let everyone see a dilapidated house behind him.

"The last time someone recommended me the top ten horror adventure places, I once recommended this place, saying that there is an ancient theater in the depths of this mountain. It is hard to calculate how ancient it is, it may be hundreds of years. It could be thousands of years."

He approached the dilapidated mud-tiled house behind him, tapped his trekking pole on the wall for a while, and introduced: "It's usually fine during the day, but at night you can hear someone singing inside, and it's very gloomy intermittently.

Before entering the mountain, I specifically inquired with the villagers at the foot of the mountain. Because the distance is too far, they are not sure if there is really the sound of singing opera, but there is indeed an opera garden. "

The live video was frantically filled with barrage, some said it didn't look scary, and some said it was probably a lie.

The host laughed and said, "Not scary? Of course it's not scary before it's dark. If you really encounter something in a while, don't use bullet screens to protect your body."

While speaking, the anchor walked into one of the dilapidated houses without half of the roof.There was nothing but leaves and dust on the ground.Occasionally, I can see something different, and most of them are modern garbage.

The anchor swept away a suffocated Coke bottle with a trekking pole, and said helplessly, "It's probably the old house where the villagers lived at the bottom of the mountain. It seems that I have to go up the mountain. Oh yes!"

He took out another mobile phone and poked it for a while, then said to the fans: "Just in case, I still ask God first as usual."

While speaking, he quickly sent a petition to the APP system, and after finishing writing, he showed it to everyone: "This toilet god is a real spirit, and he can control anything. You can try it if you want, but I I can’t guarantee that everyone will have the same effect as me, after all, I am very sincere.”

Lin Jingmo threw the lettuce in his hand into the basket, then turned his hand and took out his phone to look at Luo Chuan's backstage. The anchor really posted.I wrote the sentence "Please God bless me, I am invincible", but it is not green.

"Sincerity!" Lin Jingmo cursed secretly, took two potatoes and continued washing.

However, the effect of the anchor was good, and soon after the posting, some people followed to leave a message to petition, but the content was extremely speechless.For example, "I hope the anchor will meet a ghost", "The anchor will send a red envelope in 3 minutes", "The anchor is blown up", and even "The anchor is actually a woman".

This is not praying to God, it is simply for entertainment.Lin Jingmo flipped through the recent live broadcasts of the anchor, and almost every expedition started with this person saying pray to God.

It is a good thing that influential people help him promote, but some people say that because the anchor promotes too much, he is making money.After all, I haven’t really seen ghosts in the ghost live broadcast so far, and the occasional scary ones are just scaring myself. Except for the abandoned hospital last time, the others can only be regarded as adventures at best.

He cut the video back to the live broadcast room, and the anchor had already bypassed the mud tile house and headed deep into the mountain.There was a very enthusiastic fan on the bullet screen, and he sent several reminders in a row, "Ghosts or ghosts, let's not talk about it, the most feared thing in this kind of mountain is encountering wild animals, the anchor should be careful."

The anchor blew a kiss to the camera, "Don't worry, the toilet god will protect me from being invincible."

Lin Jingmo slandered inwardly, this great toilet god was busy playing games, and was bitten to death by zombies several times, it was really difficult for this believer.

"I seem to have seen it!"

The anchor exclaimed, holding up the selfie stick and trekking poles and pushing away the bushes in front of him.The place where he was standing was higher, and a roof could be vaguely seen in the basin with many weeds and trees growing wildly underneath.There is a difference of about three meters in height between the top and the bottom, which is not too high, but the slope is extremely steep.

The anchor removed the mobile phone from the selfie stick and put it on the hat, then put down the backpack and took out a bundle of climbing ropes.

Not to mention a professional expedition, but he was well-prepared. He tied the climbing rope on a thicker tree, then took out a piece of bread and a bottle of milk and sat on the mountain and ate it.

"I'll have dinner first, or I might run out of energy for a while." He turned the camera of the phone in the same direction, and the picture in the video finally changed from a big head to an ancient building in the basin.

Because the mobile phone is close, the voice of the anchor eating is especially loud.He swallowed and said: "I won't use the selfie stick for a while, let you experience my first-person perspective. The only way to go down this place is to climb. If I escape too late, I may lose my phone."

After the anchor finished his simple dinner, it was mostly dark. He turned on the night vision light in advance, and sprayed some anti-snake, insect, rat and ant medicine on his body before setting off again.

Lin Jingmo, who was outside the video, just finished frying two dishes and was preparing to make crab soup, because he had to cut it out to memorize it before cutting it back because he had to read the recipe.

The anchor's movements are quite nimble, but when the camera is mounted on the hat, the video looks a little shaky, and it's easy to get dizzy after watching it for a long time.

After people landed, too many people felt that this angle of view was uncomfortable, so the anchor had to put back the shock-absorbing selfie stick.

He laughed and said, "When I have money, I will replace the shelf on the hat with a shockproof one."

As soon as the voice fell, the live broadcast room began to frantically give gifts to the anchor.

Lin Jingmo was disgusted for a while, the money was too easy to earn.He and Luo Chuan will also open one another day, and it might be hard to say that they will become rich because of it.

As soon as the screen turned, the anchor had already pushed away the weeds and shrubs and walked to the wall of the ancient building.Lin Jingmo carefully looked at the house under the night vision light, and couldn't help but admire how amazing it was.

The ancient buildings are not like the dilapidated houses seen before, all the buildings are made of wood.If it really has hundreds or even thousands of years of age as the anchor introduced, it is absolutely superb that the house can be preserved so well.

After all, in ancient times, only royal palaces or temples could use good wood, and such good materials were not used in folk theater gardens like this.

But soon the anchor's camera deciphered it for him. This ancient building looks very old. In fact, some places were repaired later, and the color of the decayed wood is different.

It's no wonder that such an ancient building can be so abandoned, it has indeed lost its original archaeological value after being seriously damaged by man-made.If you say that it has a history of hundreds of years, you can only say that it once existed, and the building in front of you is probably newly built in the past few decades.

The place where the plaque should have been placed in the opera garden was empty, and the material of the wooden door was very new. The anchor went up to smell it, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It smells like paint, maybe someone lives here? The person who recommended it It’s unreliable, if someone really wants to live in it, don’t I become a housebreaker?”

The wooden door was not locked, and the threshold at the bottom was made so high that the night vision light could even see the weedy ground behind the crack of the door.

He tried knocking, and politely asked if anyone was there.The fans who read the barrage very cooperatively wrote a series of "no one, there should be ghosts".

The bushes and weeds showed no sign of people walking, and the anchor stepped on it with bare hands when he came in.Furthermore, if there were people living there, at least electric lights would be installed, so it would be as dark as it is now.There are no cables pulled in around, so is it isolated from the world again?

Lin Jingmo turned off the fire, and quickly took out the cooked crab stew.He was watching vigorously, put the tablet on the coffee table and said to Luochuan: "Help me get two bowls of rice, I can't walk away."

Luo Chuan put down the game handle and turned his head to look sideways, "Isn't this the anchor from the hospital last time?"

"It's him, many people like to watch him die."

Luo Chuan didn't respond, went to the kitchen and put out two bowls of rice, then watched it together next to him.

Lin Jingmo stuffed his mouth with shredded potatoes, and asked vaguely, "Master, do you think there are any ghosts in this house?"

"What if there are ghosts?" Luo Chuan took a sip of the soup, watched Lin Jingmo's live broadcast and didn't eat much, so he picked up half a crab and put it in a bowl.

Lin Jingmo took it and said: "Of course I hope it will be haunted! If it's not exciting, how can this anchor sincerely petition."

"..."

Looking back at the video, the anchor knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.He didn't know whether it was the wind blowing or knocking on the door too hard before, but just as he stopped, the door that smelled of paint creaked and opened by itself.

With the anchor's heavy breathing, the live broadcast room also started frantically calling for help or help.

Lin Jingmo looked at it seriously, and a pair of chopsticks rested on the rice without moving for a long time.

Luo Chuan had no choice but to teach: "Eat first, don't stare at it all the time."

"Don't talk, I think there is definitely something wrong in this house."

The wooden door opened, and the anchor, who had been talking and interacting with fans, lowered his voice by half. "No way, no way, there was no wind blowing just now, can you believe it? I didn't hit hard..."

Although it is not a day or two to live broadcast horror and ghosts, it is the first time that we actually encounter them.He took out a bright flashlight from his bag and shone a light inside. Weeds half the height of a person almost blocked most of the stage.

In the dark surrounding mountains, only the sound of the anchor stepping on the weeds can be heard. The structure inside is a circle of buildings similar to a courtyard house. The wooden boards on the stage in front of it are so badly rotted that it is basically impossible to stand on it.

Lin Jingmo frowned as he looked at the stage, and said, "Why does this stage look so familiar..." Could it be the theater garden in Beichu in the dream?