Urban Horror House

In the haunted house.

Zhang Xihui fell into extreme fear.

Suddenly, an old and thick voice resounded.

"Hey, what are you doing! Do you know that it affects my sales!"

After the words fell, the old woman's movements froze, and she didn't go any further.

Zhang Xihui's cell phone also fell to the ground.

At the same time, Zhang Xihui's legs were not as heavy as before, and she could finally bounce on her own!

"Could it be that I was fixed just now! Is this a ghost who can spell?"

Zhang Xihui was terrified in her heart, but she also knew that the opportunity must not be missed, so she quickly ran to the side, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and ran forward like crazy.

And in front of her was the shed.

Judging from the direction the voice came from just now, the person who spoke should be the old man from the shed.

The one who can make the old woman freeze with just one word is most likely an ancient mage with two brushes!

Zhang Xihui is familiar with history and knows that there were many alchemists in ancient times.

For example, Zuo Ci and Yu Ji, and even Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Uprising, can barely be counted.

These old Taoists were called old gods in the Three Kingdoms period.

And Zhang Lu, the founder of Wu Dou Rice Sect, is also the ancestor of Zhang Tianshi, a famous Taoist, and he knows a lot of small magic.

But he only knows how to cast spells, and obviously has no power in war. He can only separate one side and become a moderate prince, and finally let people destroy him.

It's just that the spell doesn't work on the battlefield, but it's fine if it works at this moment!

on the live screen.

Zhang Xihui ran in a hurry, out of breath, with a trace of tears in her eyes, I felt pity for her.

Looking back, seeing that the old woman didn't dare to continue chasing her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone in the audience, I'm sorry, I, I'm really too timid. I thought I could perform well and let you see a joke."

"Don't give me gifts, I really deserve it..."

Now the live broadcast room has 150 million viewers.

This time, the rewarded gifts have exceeded 20.

Zhang Xihui is just a small anchor, and the Kuaiba platform will take a little more commission for small anchors, about 50.00%.

That is to say, her income from live streaming this time has exceeded 10 yuan.

There are still more than 9 yuan left for the ticket fee and live broadcast fee to go to the haunted house.

This is Zhang Xihui's usual live broadcast for several months, and she may not be able to earn money.

In addition, she thought that she did not perform well, and she really felt a little sorry.

On the contrary, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to comfort them when they saw the little sister who was pear blossom and raining an apology.

"Anchor, don't be afraid, you are already very courageous. If you were a big man like me, you might not perform as well. I admire you. I won't say much, here is a gift!"

"Ding! There are love wolves in the world, reward the anchor with thirty top-quality cloud-piercing arrows!"

There are wolves in love!
Zhang Xihui was stunned.

She had heard of this big local tyrant, but she didn't expect that the other party actually came to her live broadcast room.

Just as she was about to say thank you, she heard the old voice from before, ringing in her ears again.

"Little girl, this place is very unusual. You're a foreigner, so it's better not to walk around casually."

Unknowingly, Zhang Xihui came to the stall.

After hearing the voice, he raised his head and saw the honest old man in front of him smiling like an old farmer.

"I see that your clothes are different from ours. You should come from a rich family. After running for a long time, you must be hungry. I'll get you some hot food. You eat first to warm up."

Zhang Xihui nodded in a daze.

Then, he turned around and looked behind him again.

I saw that the old woman seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and generally shrank, not daring to come here.

"Could it be that this old man is really a master, capable of catching ghosts?"

Suddenly, Zhang Xihui's eyes changed, and she directly overturned her thoughts.

This is a haunted house, there can be no other human beings besides him, that is to say, the old man in front of him is also a ghost!

It's just that ghosts can also be divided into good and bad.

Looking at the old man right now, he should be the good guy among the ghosts.

Otherwise, he would not have saved himself in the crisis situation just now.

For the present plan, it is better to rest temporarily, and then ask the old man if there is any way to get out of trouble when the mood is more stable.

"Old man, what do you eat here?"

Hearing the question, the old man responded with a smile: "I have a lot of things here, but the hot noodle soup is the best thing. It's a bit cold now. After eating the hot noodle soup, I feel comfortable in my body and happy in my heart."

There was a wave of comments in the live broadcast room.

"Unexpectedly, the goddess actually eats the roadside stall."

"It's really a master among the people. This old man is so powerful that he actually frightened that old woman. Could it be the legendary lion's roar skill?"

"Nonsense, maybe he is a Maoshan Taoist priest!"

"Maoshan Taoist, I still touch Captain Jin here."

"Five seconds ago, the self-proclaimed Captain Mojin waited for me. I, a fellow Mojin, is currently trapped in the tombs of the sages in the United States. Give me 10 yuan. When I find the treasure, I will give you ten times! "

"I'm a land god, what did I say? Give me some money, and I'll give you a bottle of Foundation Establishment Pill that has passed the expiration date, and I'll let you become a fairy!"

"Heaven won't let me brag, Eternity is forcing the way like a long night, come with the sword!"

"Anchor, let me give you some gifts, hurry up and buy food, after running for so long, are you starving?"

Soon another person swiped ten large yachts.

Then, several more people began to reward Zhang Xihui with gifts.

At this moment, the number of characters in the live broadcast room has exceeded 200 million.

Zhang Xihui thanked everyone, asked for a bowl of hot noodle soup, and found a place to sit down.

It's not the same as real life.

There was only one table, no bench, and instead of a bench, there was a futon made of hay.

During the time of the Three Kingdoms, they all sat down to eat, and Zhang Xihui followed suit, kneeling there and waiting decently.

"Ouch, here we come."

About 1 minute later, the old man brought over a bowl of hot noodle soup and sat in front of Zhang Xihui.

Zhang Xihui was really hungry, and this bowl of noodles was full of fragrance, so she quickly started eating noodles.

So the live broadcast of eating noodles began.

"Oh my god, this is an adventure live broadcast, can it be changed to eating and broadcasting? It's amazing!"

"Is there a mistake? We are here to see ghosts."

"Liar anchor, I want a refund, unless you live broadcast next time to eat, eat a big meal, and dress up like that!"

"What a big meal, our little sister is so beautiful and popular, I would rather let my little sister eat ten more bowls of noodles!"

Zhang Xihui lowered her head and did not speak, and finished eating the delicious noodles in a short while.

The hot noodle soup was so delicious that it was unimaginable that Zhang Xihui didn't even have time to watch the comments and barrage in the live broadcast room.

Seeing her finish eating, the old man smiled kindly and said, "Slow down, little girl, don't worry, I still have some here."

"Then thank you, old man."

Zhang Xihui smiled embarrassedly, she never thought that a daily anchor would become a big eater.

A series of comments in the live broadcast room, saying that the anchor's personality has collapsed.

She glanced at it, feeling even more embarrassed, her little face flushed.

"Okay, I'll do it for you right now, don't worry, it will be ready soon."

The old man heard that Zhang Xihui still wanted to eat, so Zhang Xihui brought the leftover bowl of noodles in front of him.

Zhang Xihui will turn the camera around and face the old man, wanting to show everyone the picture of this old man cooking the delicacies of the Three Kingdoms.

Immediately afterwards, her beautiful brows frowned.
For a moment, I was dumbfounded.