Terror broadcast

"We are destined to be unlucky tonight." Chu Zhao said seriously as he looked at the thirteen corpses sitting below.

"Ansheng is no longer the story world." Xun'er looked at it very indifferently. In fact, putting aside some of her previous wishful thinking about Su Bai, she was actually a very outstanding and courageous woman. As a woman, she became The military attache of the Embassy in the UK, even though she has the support of family power, she still has the confidence to lead the way with her own absolute excellence.

Even, to a certain extent, compared to Chu Zhao, who was forced by his family to become a policeman since he was a child, Xun'er's psychological quality and subjective initiative when facing the story world are higher than Chu Zhao's. One end.

"The broadcast stipulates that we must stay here until tomorrow night. There is probably less than a day left. Let's not rest tonight. I originally thought that there might not be a dangerous plot tonight, but now these thirteen corpses Coming in means something must have happened tonight. When I entered this inn, I went to the stable to have a look. There were no donkeys, only two very thin horses. It seemed that the black donkey hooves could not be found."

"You have watched too many tomb robbing movies." The process has basically no effect on the transformed corpse."

"I was just joking. By the way, a man in the next room just told me that those people are planning to unite and work together to save their lives. What do you think?" Chu Zhao asked.

"Then you go and discuss it. I have no objection. I want to go down and have a look first." Xun'er said.

"Go down? It's very dangerous to go down." Chu Zhao said with some surprise. Now these thirteen corpses are sitting below. Although they are motionless with paper charms on their faces, everyone knows that something happened to these guys, really. It's just a matter of time, so in comparison, having a staircase here can still give people a sense of security.

"It's okay. We have just entered the plot not long ago. According to the aesthetics of broadcasting, bad things need to brew for a while and exaggerate the atmosphere for a while before they appear. It shouldn't be too dangerous for me to go down now. I can even look for opportunities to get some information. If If you go on for a while, you may not be able to come back." Xun'er explained.

"The aesthetics of broadcasting?" Chu Zhao was thinking about this sentence.

"Haha, Su Bai's tone, he told me to try to think about things in the story world from this perspective, just like playing a game. Once you have a clear grasp of the taste and rhythm of the game, where will there be monsters? When pitfalls appear, you can basically be aware of them.”

Chu Zhao nodded thoughtfully. There was no doubt that even if it was difficult for him and Su Bai to return to the same buddy relationship as before, he had to admit that Su Bai had a stronger relationship with her as an audience and her experience of living in the world of the story. Bai is indeed qualified to be his teacher.

Xun'er started to go down the stairs. When he went down the stairs, he would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. Subconsciously, Xun'er touched the ring on his finger. It was given to him by his mother, and it was considered an inheritance from his mother's side of the family. It was originally supposed to be passed down from generation to generation to the eldest son. It was just because his mother liked it very much and he was his father, so his grandfather gave this ring to his mother. After his mother, he must have given it to himself.

Xun'er's mother's family is Manchu, and the family is not a wealthy family. However, Xun'er's grandparents, including his own mother, are also famous domestic artists, both in creative art and film and television art. Achievements, generally speaking, many stars and directors currently active are also of Manchu origin. This ethnic group that conquered the world on horseback has gradually regained its own identity in the literary and art circles after experiencing the ups and downs of modern history. brilliance.

Xun'er's mother's family has a well-preserved genealogy, inherited from Jilharang's generation in Xianglan Banner, and is the sixth son of Shuerhaqi, the younger brother of Nuer and Haci. Therefore, even if this ring is placed in a museum, it is still considered a precious cultural relic.

Feeling the coolness on the ring, Xun'er walked down the stairs. When he passed where the thirteen corpses were sitting, Xun'er also felt a sense of excitement in his heart.

Upstairs, many other audience members saw this scene. Some were surprised by Xun'er's boldness, others laughed at Xun'er's ignorance, and some were worried that Xun'er would trigger something early and put the situation into danger. .

Xun'er walked over cautiously. When he passed the corpse sitting alone at a table, Xun'er suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if the other person was looking at him, even if the other person's face was covered with a talisman. Because of the sticker, he couldn't see his true face, but it seemed that there was really a pair of dark, cold eyes looking at him behind a layer of talisman paper.

Xun'er subconsciously speeded up. After walking over, the door on the opposite side of the ground floor was suddenly pushed open, and the old man who drove the corpse walked out while arranging the clothes he had just bathed and changed.

Seeing Xun'er standing outside the door, he was a little surprised and said:

"Oh, in the wilderness, I can actually meet such a beautiful girl. She is so handsome. She is as charming as my granddaughter."

When the old man said these words, there was only a look of care in his eyes. He was obviously thinking of his precious granddaughter, but he didn't have the slightest sense of sinfulness.

Xun'er smiled slightly, imitating the etiquette that the elders in his memory would only mention a few words to the younger generation during festivals and give a gentle blessing to the old man.

"Hey, you can't do it, you can't do it. The girl is too old to be evil. She is too old to be evil."

The old man hurriedly helped Xun'er.

Because when the listeners entered here, they were all changed by the broadcast into clothes from the Qing Dynasty. The male listeners' hair also turned into a braid. Therefore, in the old man's opinion, Xun'er should belong to a wealthy family. Miss, ordinary girls from small families don’t have such temperament and it is impossible for them to understand such etiquette.

"Girl, are you scared?" the old man asked, pointing to the corpses sitting upright at the table.

"Yeah, a little bit." Xun'er nodded.

"Don't be afraid. With this bell in hand, they won't be able to cause chaos. Hehe, this is what I do for a living. Although this line of work is a bit tiring and not very glorious, at least the money comes quickly. Wait for me. I have saved enough money and saved a dowry for my granddaughter, so I stopped working and waited for my great-grandson."

As he spoke, the old man waved the silver bell in front of Xun'er's eyes.

Xun'er paid special attention to this bell and silently remembered it in his heart.

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"Kangxi's body was smashed so hard that his muscles and bones were broken. For a zombie, the body is the greatest asset. The zombie's body is more important than his natal magic weapon. His current body is completely destroyed, which means In fact, he has very little strength left. Even if the corpse exorcist forcibly propped up his torso with a mouse corpse, he is only a little more powerful than ordinary zombies. There are seven people on Xun'er's side, although they are all low-level. The audience is not like the weak chickens who have not received any reinforcement like the experiencers. With seven people, it shouldn’t be too difficult to deal with a slightly tough zombie.”

Su Bai now only lacks one hand to hold popcorn and the other hand to hold iced Coke. It seems that the only thing left for him now is watching movies.

However, just when Su Bai was thinking about the danger of Xun'er's death, mist appeared around him again.

Su Bai stood up slowly. The mist was emitted from the remaining six rooms.

Could it be that something else is coming out?

It was Kangxi who came out before, who comes out this time?

Fulin or Yongzheng? Or his grandson Qianlong? Or the first BOSS, Nuer and Hachi?

Although it was most likely that the rhythm was like this, Su Bai clearly had a feeling that something was wrong, something he had felt before.

For example, if the broadcaster puts himself here, is he really just a bystander?

This doesn’t fit the mold of broadcasting!

Now, if something appears again, I should be able to figure out the pattern.

After the first experience, Su Bai did not decide which room to walk into this time, but just stood there and waited.

If there is something inside, it should come out. If you don't go to it, it will come out.

The fog began to become thicker and thicker. Most of the fog merged from the surrounding rooms into the water of the pond and melted, while a small part dispersed and left the line.

Su Bai turned his head and looked around. In the picture outside the line, the sky was slowly being obscured by a layer of blood-red dark clouds. Even in the middle of the night, a hint of blood could be seen under the moonlight.

Then the camera slowly moved downwards, and when it reached the height and angle of an ordinary person and looked upwards, it looked like a blood moon appeared in the sky!

Often at the beginning of horror films, before danger appears, a shot of this type will be given to give the audience a psychological hint and atmosphere.

"Haha, it would be a pity not to be a director in radio."

Su Bai joked, in fact, of course he knew that Broadcasting must be too lazy to be a director. Compared with the world's best horror film directors, Broadcasting was much higher than them. First of all, everyone was playing It's fictional, but the broadcast is a reality show, can it be compared?

"Zizzizi...zizizi...zizizi..."

There was a thin sound in one room, like a group of rats gathering together to gnaw at the wooden piles, but also like a group of poisonous snakes gathering together, their bodies rubbing and sliding delicately.

All in all, this feeling is very uncomfortable.

Su Bai faced the door and was on alert, waiting for the unknown thing inside to appear.

bring it on,

let me see,

This time,

What the hell is that again!

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I should be able to finish writing a chapter and upload it before three o'clock in the morning.