The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

The [-]th day of pretending to be a ghost

Chen Hening looked at the row of young people in front of him with a smile, each with a different expression.

This is his favorite part of the game, and some people are simply uncomfortable with the story—either terrified or disturbed—while others are just amused.

He stared at Zhang Xihan, his squinting single eye flashed with disturbing malice and scrutiny, he drew out his tone, and repeated in a weird up and down tone: "What's wrong? There seems to be someone among us." His expression is not right, his complexion is very bad."

When Fang Xia heard the words, they all followed Chen Hening's gaze, and Zhang Hanyu exclaimed: "Xihan, your face is really ugly! What's wrong?"

Zhang Xihan forced a smile, turned her head to avoid Chen Hening's gaze: "It's okay, it's just that this story is a bit scary."

"Yeah, I also feel uncomfortable when I hear it." Zhang Hanyu nodded when she heard the words, and accepted the explanation lightly.

Zhang Yuming and Fang Xia also gave a few words of comfort, and no one felt that there was anything wrong.

【Hey, I don’t know what to say, this story is really uncomfortable】

[+1, it's normal for the two young ladies to look ugly]

[To be honest, one aspect of the story makes people uncomfortable, I think this NPC is more uncomfortable than the story...]

[Yes, the way he looked at Miss Xihan was like examining a prisoner... And that eye really gave me goosebumps, I was really afraid that eye could turn around on its own... ...that would make me crazy]

[Fuck, I have a picture in my mind, fuck, nightmare]

[Why does this issue of "True Detective" have such a sense of sight of a horror movie, the painting style has changed!I just wanted to watch a few brothers and sisters squabble and find out the murderer! 】

[+1 on the front, but to be honest, although the content is not the same as expected, the current style of painting is even more... can't stop? 】

[Yes, yes, even though I have to turn on the light to sleep now, I still want to watch it]

【+10086】

There were great opinions on the NPC Chen Hening on the bullet screen, but obviously nothing could be changed.

Chen Hening saw that those young people didn't seem to feel that Zhang Xihan's over-reaction was abnormal, so he didn't say anything more, but still had his uncomfortable smile, and turned his eyes slowly to Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng. Two people—these two people have never participated in the topic here.

Jiang Yiming squatted at the corner of the wall, running his fingers over the uneven wall, which was covered with scattered wall powder, and looking at the place where the skirting line was attached to the wall, there was more wall powder, which seemed to be peeled off. In addition to being very hasty, there is no way to take care of the details.

In this way, especially the traces of the alternation of old and new on the wall are particularly obvious.

He frowned slightly and didn't say anything, but Zhong Sheng could tell: "Obviously the wall we see now is the original original appearance, what we saw a few months ago was the wall that was painted and decorated again? "

"The question is, why did you do this?" Jiang Yiming frowned.

This problem is currently unresolved.

Xue Ke, who was locked outside the gate of the villa and could only stare at the live broadcast in vain, saw the thoughts of these two people getting together, and after hearing the words, she felt that she might have the answer to this question—was it just for Trick him into renting this space for a fee?

If he had seen the "killing Matt" decoration of this villa early in the morning, he would never have chosen this place.

Now the people of this villa have peeled off the exterior paint again, which is obviously provoking him!

Xue Ke couldn't help feeling depressed, what kind of bad taste did the owner/designer who decorated the villa look like this have?

[Ah, what did I hear?Master Jiang and the president have been here before? 】

[The fellow sister at the front desk just now!Wasn't it a photo wall at the beginning?I saw a photo of Master Jiang and the president hanging in the corner!In a flash!I just thought they looked alike!Watch now?hello?Deity? 】

【Oh my God! 】

[I'm not afraid anymore!I'm ready!I can! 】

"According to what I said before, the next step is to tell my story." Chen Hening said, and as soon as he spoke, he drew everyone's attention to himself.

Zhang Hanyu couldn't help but poured himself another glass of wine, and took a sip from the glass, looking a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid, my guests." Chen Hening looked at her and smiled, "Compared with yours, my story is not worth being afraid of."

"You are being modest." Fang Xia twitched the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Hanyu and Zhang Yuming also nodded, Chen Hening had no less impact on them than Fang Xia's story.

Zhang Xihan didn't react much, it seemed that after listening to Fang Xia's story, she became a little numb, but she never talked much, and she was mostly a marginal guest on the show, and didn't attract much attention.

Before starting his story, Chen Hening extended an invitation to Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng who were standing not far away: "Don't you want to hear my story? I think you will be interested."

He said that the last sight was only on Jiang Yiming.

Zhong Sheng noticed this keenly, frowned, and took a step forward to block the other party's sight.

Jiang Yiming blinked his eyes, looked at the generous back standing in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he gently tugged at the corner of Zhong Sheng's clothes: "It's okay."

[Ah, ah, this little trick of Master Jiang!What kind of cutie is the corner of the clothes? Help! 】

[Stab me to death, stab me to death! 】

[The boss is protecting the calf!I always love bridges like this! 】

[I seem to be watching a live-action version... Whatever I want to watch, Master Jiang and the president have it? ! 】

【Woooooooo I sing praises to this beautiful brotherhood】

Jiang Yiming looked at Chen Hening, stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhong Sheng, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "You talk about yourself, I have the final say whether you are interested or not."

Hearing this, Chen Hening looked at Jiang Yiming playfully. After being silent for a while, he laughed, looked away, and turned to look at the remaining three young people sitting in the row in front of him.

He said: "This story is very short, and it won't take you long. Is the next storyteller ready?"

In order, the next storyteller is Zhang Hanyu.

The little girl with apple muscles subconsciously shook when she heard that she was being called, and took out her phone to take a look, but she hadn't received the message yet.

Before she could answer, Chen Hening had already continued talking on his own.

Fang Xia patted the overwhelmed little girl comfortingly, and whispered, "It's okay, when it's your turn, the program team will send the story over, that's what I did just now."

Zhang Hanyu nodded when she heard the words, but there was still some uneasiness in her heart, as if a woman's sixth sense was clamoring to remind her of danger.

The little girl squeezed her fingers nervously, not in the mood to listen to Chen Hening's story, and subconsciously went to Jiang Yiming.

Although she hasn't had much direct contact with Jiang Yiming, she just feels that she is safe where he is there. This intuition is really inexplicable.

Jiang Yiming noticed the gaze cast by the girl with apple muscles. In the gaze with a little water, there was a hint of asking for help that the owner of the gaze might not have noticed.

Jiang Yiming frowned, and nodded slightly in the direction of the girl, as a response to the other's gaze.

"The predecessor of this villa was a place similar to a prison, but I feel that this place is more like a 'concentration camp'. There is no clear concept of a prison here, and all the people who were arrested made big or small mistakes. "

"Except for a few local residents living nearby, very few people know about the situation here—after all, there are no survivors who can escape the 'hunter game', except for the fugitive who almost killed all the hunters. One, there is no way to know the real situation here.”

"These prisoners in the concentration camp, we call them pigmen, because we never withhold their food. After they are fed with three meals a day, and they stay for the time they should stay every day, we will let them out. ,enter the game."

"These people are like pigs waiting to be slaughtered, but maybe they don't know it."

"Except for a few piggies who committed more serious crimes - for which we pulled out their nails - and those piggies who committed minor crimes, we just put them in shackles and did nothing Excessive lynching."

"But there are always some piggies who can't even get through the final game session. Some choose to commit suicide and die on that chair." He raised his hand, pointing to the wall that was sealed in the wall and poured with metal. of a bench.

Zhang Hanyu noticed that his index finger nails were overgrown, like the fingers of a typical villain witch in Snow White.

She shuddered.

And Chen Hening seemed to have noticed her small movements, he withdrew his fingers and smiled at Zhang Hanyu.

Zhang Hanyu was even more frightened.

Chen Hening continued: "There are still pigs, begging us to kill them directly. We are always generous to such pigs."

"Please pay attention, when these things happened, I was just a young child and did not participate in them. The deaths of these pigs have nothing to do with me." Chen Hening suddenly emphasized.

Zhang Yuming twitched the corners of his mouth in a playful way, not paying attention.

——Who would take the story compiled by the program crew seriously?This patch plays like the real thing.

"At that time, I was not very good at distinguishing the difference between the living and the dead. Sometimes we would live with these pigs in the concentration camp—for example, the adults took in a new batch of pigs, We would have to number them all night, put anklets on them, and they would struggle and howl like pigs being slaughtered."

"Things like this always take up more of our time, so usually we choose to sleep here."

"And I always find that after falling asleep, I will walk into the pile of dead people, lie down and continue to sleep."

"Yes, that's right, after falling asleep, I knew very well that at least before I fell asleep, my parents were lying beside me, but every time I woke up, I found that there were cold corpses lying beside me .”

"I thought it was someone's prank, who carried me to the pile of dead people after I fell asleep, but later I found out that it was not like this. I passed by myself voluntarily and unconsciously."

"Then I did an experiment where I tied myself to a place where I lay down, but I found that I couldn't sleep soundly, as if I didn't belong there, and I had to untie the rope to fall asleep."

"And again, I wake up among the dead, and I'm content, as if I belonged to them."