Weird: You call this a daily anchor?

Chapter 191 Sequelae

When I opened my eyes, it was already high in the sun.

Du Haoyang rubbed his temples, shaking his still groggy head, and slowly sat up from the bed.

Naturally, this is not his rented home in Ping An Building, but a slightly luxurious hotel.

After all, Du Haoyang is not as poor as before, and he no longer needs to be so careful when spending money.

At the same time, it is also because of the relationship of identity.

I heard You Shiyi and the others talk about it before, and the people they organized also carried out operations in the Ping An Building at the same time last night.

If I go back at that time, who knows if I will get into any trouble.

Not to mention that I was still carrying my mobile phone at the time, if there was someone who had watched my live broadcast, it would be easier to be caught.

After briefly moving his stiff body, Du Haoyang yawned.

The influence caused by using the mask last night and the inexplicable laughter after that has still not disappeared. Du Haoyang's body is sore and swollen, and he is exhausted after a little exercise.

"Fortunately, I left the contact information of the driver, otherwise, I didn't know how to get back last night... Maybe I fell asleep in the wilderness..."

Shaking his head with a chuckle, Du Haoyang's thoughts slowly returned to last night.

At that time, after leaving the amusement park through the staff passageway, Du Haoyang naturally did not have any further negotiations with Youshiyi and the others.

Fortunately, the location of the employee passageway was fairly remote, and few people noticed that they had left.

He forced his tired body to contact the driver, and after getting in the car and telling the driver his destination by typing, Du Haoyang fell into a coma.

Until arriving at the hotel for check-in.

"Speaking of... I didn't even take a shower last night..."

The clothes on his body were already dry, but Du Haoyang always felt very uncomfortable and sticky.

"I just fell asleep like this last night, and I didn't catch a cold?"

The quilt that was originally on the bed was kicked aside by Du Haoyang, obviously Du Haoyang did not cover it last night.

In the room in early winter, Du Haoyang didn't turn on the heater, and even slept all night wearing only a thin shirt, without any symptoms of a cold.

Scratching his head, Du Haoyang's mind was still not very active, and then he walked into the bathroom.

……

After taking a refreshing hot bath, Du Haoyang woke up a lot.

Wiping the mirror in the bathroom filled with water vapor with his hand, Du Haoyang looked at himself in the mirror, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Did you read it wrong?"

Unprepared just now, through the blurry mirror, Du Haoyang saw himself in the mirror with a weird smile on his face.

His face was full of stiffness, only the ferocious and strange smile stood out.

But looking at it intently, it is very normal, and the self in the mirror looks flat, frowning slightly.

Except for the unusual scar at the corner of the mouth, there is nothing unusual about it.

"Illusion, or..."

If it was his former self, Du Haoyang must have thought it was an illusion and laughed it off.

But at this time, Du Haoyang recalled what happened last night again, and in line with the "illusion" he just saw in a trance, Du Haoyang frowned.

Then he raised the corner of his mouth and imitated the scene he had just seen in the mirror.

Strange to say, this expression is not simple at all, and Du Haoyang just saw it in a daze.

But as if it was deeply engraved in his mind, he subconsciously made the same movements as himself in the mirror just now.

Nothing happened.

After a while, Du Haoyang let out a breath, and his expression returned to normal.

With a dignified look on his face, Du Haoyang took a deep look at the mirror covered in mist again, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

"Speaking of which, I thought that the red candle didn't want me to extinguish it... If my speculation just now is true, then I'm afraid it's not the case at all."

The performance of Red Candle last night was really weird. It was obvious that there was no such performance before, and the company's user manual did not mark this situation.

Coupled with the involuntary laughter when he was attacked by the driver grotesquely later.

A bold idea appeared in Du Haoyang's mind.

"Before the red candle burned faster, I thought it was the reason for the driver's grotesque appearance... But now it seems that it may not be the case..."

"After the grotesque appearance of the driver, the burning speed of the red candle should have increased again, otherwise it wouldn't have gone out so quickly afterwards..."

"After that, after I was controlled by the grotesque, I started laughing wildly without warning... At that time, I was almost on the verge of death, and I couldn't control my body at all..."

Du Haoyang looked very solemn.

"Could it be that... I am transforming into grotesque? Or, is it that I have been irreversibly affected?"

Such an idea appeared in Du Haoyang's mind, but Du Haoyang himself felt very inconceivable about this idea.

"It all started after I put on a mask and tried to actively influence others, which means... the mask is the culprit behind all this?"

Pulling open the backpack and taking out the pale mask, Du Haoyang stared at it closely.

Obviously there is only one big mouth on it, but Du Haoyang always feels that there is a seemingly invisible gaze from the mask, looking at him...

And that bloody mouth looked like it was about to bleed at this moment, the scarlet color was extremely bright, grabbing Du Haoyang's sight.

"If it's what I think, then this mask will have to be used less in the future..."

Pursing his lips, Du Haoyang has nothing to do with this situation, he can only temporarily put the mask aside.

After thinking about it, he picked up his clothes and covered the mask.

"If I can't use this mask in the future... then I will lose a big weapon against weirdness..."

Not to mention anything else, this mask is the most powerful item on Du Haoyang's body, and Du Haoyang hasn't figured it out yet, there seems to be so many abilities behind the mask waiting for Du Haoyang to discover.

But there is no way, Du Haoyang can only give up at present.

"If this is the case, then I have to quickly expand my item library... I can't be like those black-robed men, with items in twos and threes, which can't play a decisive role..."

After counting his props, Du Haoyang frowned again.

"Last night's consumption was a bit too much... I have to replenish it quickly. After all, this event is overtime. I still have two live broadcast tasks to complete this month..."

In Du Haoyang's prop reserve, there are still two incense sticks left, a piece of photo paper, a piece of damaged photo paper, a red candle, a hundred paper money, a fire talisman, and a 70g memory card left.

"Fortunately... Last night's show, I should have gained a lot of points... I should be able to exchange for some powerful props!"

"Wait... did I forget something?"

Du Haoyang frowned, his thoughts went back to last night.

"You Pick One! He said he failed a talisman, but I gave him three incense sticks and three talisman papers in total! He succeeded with another one!"

"In other words, he gave me a yellow paper talisman and an incense stick!"

"This is six hundred points!"

Du Haoyang took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)