Urban God-level Selection System

Zhang Yuan picked up the selfie stick and started live streaming on his mobile phone.

"Old irons, now we have come to this wheat field, please see the scene behind me."

He turned around deliberately so that the phone lens could better capture the scene behind him.

Behind him is a wheat field. Because of the recent homicides, the police surrounded the cordon and warned unrelated persons not to come here.

In the middle of the wheat field, under the dim sky, stood the shadow of a scarecrow, which looked a little strange from a distance.

Most of the live broadcast fans are in big cities, and they rarely come to the countryside, so we rarely see such weird places.

Seeing these through live broadcasts just satisfies their curiosity.

"Wc, the anchor really dares to broadcast live."

"Aren't you scared this night?"

"It's so exciting, I can feel scared just here.

The anchor, take a look at the scarecrow. "

The number of fans has already surpassed tens of millions, and it is still on the rise, and the popularity is increasing rapidly. Just starting the broadcast, it has become the number one live broadcast.

Li Mu, the police officer on duty in the small town, accidentally saw this live broadcast advertisement, which was caused by the platform, so he clicked in out of curiosity.

He is one of the investigating police officers of these cases. Recently, because of the lack of clues and the pressure from the leaders above, their case handling team has racked their brains, but there is still no progress.

The strange thing about this case is that some of the dead can be inferred to be killed by the murderer. The only question is, who killed the murderer?

The murderer's death had no poison or wounds, and he was simply too scared to death.

I am afraid that not many people believe it.

Is it really a ghost at work?

Sometimes he had to think so.

Li Mu clicked into the live broadcast. From the background of the live broadcast, it was the wheat field. Now, at night, this young man is not afraid of danger when he comes to the wheat field alone! ?

He wanted to notify the police for the first time, but sat down again and thought that through this live broadcast method, he might be able to understand the clues of the case.

Sometimes, clues always appear inadvertently, especially at nights like this.

So as a police officer in a case-handling team, he followed this live broadcast.

The companion who planned the live broadcast had changed the Scarecrow's clothes near the Scarecrow, put on a pumpkin hat, and lurked there.

Just waited for Zhang Yuan who was live broadcast to approach, and then went out quickly, frightening him.

"Don't mind, brother."

He jokingly said to the scarecrow behind him, "I will play you once today, but it's tonight."

"But your outfit should be from the last century, right? It's too old."

"You don't come from that time, at that time, the scarecrow was a long time away."

"Yes, it's been a long time."

The scarecrow spoke softly, responding to the young man's words.

The young man was taken aback and looked back at the scarecrow. Who was talking just now?

He clearly heard someone talking, but no one was around.

It can't be a scarecrow, right?

He squatted on the ground and looked more and more timid.

I hope this matter will pass sooner.

Zhang Wanlin looked at its figure quietly, using the phantom of fear.

The illusion of fear allows a person to see the illusion created for him alone, and then generates fear, which will appear even more terrifying with the addition of Lv2 in the terrifying field.

The sky seemed to be darker, and the darkness slowly corroded the clothes of young people.

The young man felt something wrong around him, and felt that the whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness, even though the voice was cut off.

The voice of Zhang Yuan's live broadcast came from over there, as if it came from far away in time and space.

This feeling is really weird.

The young man stood up and looked around carefully, trying to find out some reasons, when he clearly smelled the rancid smell again.

The smell is unpleasant, it's like taking a bite of rotten meat in front of his nose and desperately wanting to vomit.

This is.... How can there be such a heavy smell?

Before he came, he knew that there were close to five people dead here. Is it because of these corpses that the strange situation now appears?

He shuddered at the thought of this, his whole body hairy.

His curiosity brought him closer to the source of the smell.

Could it be a new corpse?

The young man pushed aside the wheat and walked slowly towards the source of the smell, step by step, each step as if the smell became stronger and stronger, and in the end it seemed that he was going to be overwhelmed by it.

The wheat in front was crushed to a piece, and it was obvious that there was something.

He stepped forward, and soon saw the unimaginable scene in his life-a corpse lying on the ground in a large font.

It was a woman with unruly hair, pale pupils, and her entire face pale as white paper.

In this field, there is a strange and strange style of painting.

He had seen the photos of the deceased before, and it was the widow in one of them! ! Why is she here?

Didn't the police take her away?

Even if he didn't take it away, he definitely shouldn't be in this place.

Before coming to the Scarecrow, he had taken a close look at this wheat field, except for the scarecrow that was badly damaged, the other places were very good.

If a female corpse appears here, it is impossible not to be found.

Then there is only one inference right now, that is, it is very likely that someone secretly placed the body in this position during a short interval before.

But who would put the body here?

! The more I think about it, the more it makes my scalp numb. The young man has the urge to escape immediately, but he must complete the live broadcast mission.

This opportunity is rare only once, and once it is missed, it is difficult to come across, so we must persist.

Isn't it just a female corpse? There is nothing terrible about it. You may be able to increase the live broadcast effect later.

Come to think about it, this place itself is very weird, but suddenly a female corpse appeared, and it burst directly.

Just when he was thinking this way, the female corpse suddenly sat up straight, her head turned mechanically, and finally her eyes locked on him.

The young man was dumbfounded, almost lost in his soul.

The corpse actually got up! ! ! what! ! His nerves were bombarded like never before, destroying all reason.

He ran forward frantically, trying to leave this place, trying to leave this hell.

Earlier rumors were true, and the village chief did not lie to them, it is really evil here! ! "Help, help..." "I died so wrongly..." "Can you save me with your life..." The sad voice chased him behind him.

He felt that the corpse followed him at the end, but in fact there was no one, not a single figure.

The whole dark wheat field seemed to have only his running figure, the only anger.

No matter how he ran, he ran there, this small wheat field was shaped like a cage and kept him in it, always centered on the scarecrow.

Now he is far away from those friends, far away from that world...how could it be like this.

How could it... He cried in despair, hoping that his partner could save himself and take himself away from this ghost place, but he didn't.

There is no one, only he is alone with the darkness.

"Help..." "Why don't you save me..." "Don't you have any conscience?"

The female corpse floated slowly in front of the young man, her mouth split to an incredible degree, and she smiled.

The young man couldn't stand it anymore, and fainted directly to the ground.

"It's really a ghost!"

"There are real ghosts in this world!"

He has always advocated that there are no ghosts, but now he has changed from normal, and immediately let everyone take a breath.

At this moment, someone suddenly yelled in horror: "There is still a corpse!!"