Live Broadcast: Thinking Carefully About The Most Terrifying Reasoner

The barrage floated by.

"If it weren't for your terrifying live broadcast room, I would never have touched my phone..."

"I've been in a state of confusion all day. I don't even want to eat, and I can't sleep."

"Wei Da is just waiting for you to decrypt it for me..."

"Wei Da, you have to save my fragile little heart..."

“Without such a precious thing as my mobile phone, I can’t even play games, but I can’t watch live broadcasts either…

Wei Wang's voice started to sound.

"The haunted incident in the community last night has been successfully concluded. Regarding the ghosts in the mobile phone, today I will tell you one by one.

"The more people watch online, the greater the possibility of being rescued. This time, we want everyone to hunt ghosts."

There was a roar below, and everyone in the barrage was applauding.

Wei Wang continued.

"No matter what the ghost in the mobile phone does to everyone, the mobile phone is still a treasure. It should be used. Some are just some pranks. There is no need to make a fuss. In this case, today, let's play with a mobile phone. Game. This way you can check whether there is a ghost in your phone."

As soon as these words came out, everyone held their breath and concentrated.

"Wei Da, you don't know how to accept advertisements..."

"What are the people above talking about? Does Wei University still need to accept advertisements..."

"Okay, don't make trouble, listen to Wei Da..."

Wei Wang was beside him, turning on the lights and starting to switch to the computer screen.

"Everyone follow me on your mobile phone."

"Turn the brightness of your phone to the lowest setting so your face can almost be reflected on it."

“Turn off all the lights in the bedroom and kitchen, and open the doors and windows.

"Creating drafts."

The person in front of the screen does so.

Of course, the people who came after hearing the news didn't take it seriously.

"What the hell...it's just a magic stick. I still don't believe that the ghost in this mobile phone can do anything to me. Besides, how can a thing like a mobile phone have ghosts..."

"I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist..."

"I don't believe it whether it exists or not, that's all."

"1"

As others said, many people did it.

But there are many people who are stubborn and want to testify whether this is true.

After everything was done, Wei Wang continued.

"Put a bowl of water in front of you. This bowl has patterns engraved on it. It can be anything, but black, red, or purple bowls are taboo.

After Wei Wang finished speaking, everyone searched in the room and finally found the bowl. After finishing it, Wei Wang continued.

“Put the comb you use frequently next to you, as well as your lipstick, razor, and anything else that can come into contact with your body.

Everyone followed suit, and Wei Wang followed suit.

After finishing this series of things, everyone had completed many steps up and down. After the arrangements were completed, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

Wei Wang continued.

"Now turn off all the things that can emit light where you are. Only stay a small, dark light in front of your computer or mobile phone."

My uncle in the county did the same thing.

He turned off all the lights except for a tiny light in front of the phone.

Many people did so.

Then after his uncle ended everything, Wei Wang began to speak darkly.

"Now the ghosts are going to start showing up, biting your fingers and dripping blood into the bowl."

"After the drops fall into the bowl, you lower your head, shine the light into the bowl, and your face begins to reflect."

"You watch for yourself, the blood slowly falls on the bottom of the bowl, and then you take out the things you carry with you and throw some into the bowl.

The uncle from the county town took out his hair and razor, bit his hand and dripped it into the bowl. The blood did not scatter, but hit the bottom of the bowl as hard as a stone and dispersed quickly.

The whole water turned into a dark red.

The uncle's eyes were wide open and he didn't dare to yell, so he could only bite the bullet and continue.

The uncle took a deep breath and put the light in the bowl of water.

Half of his face was reflected in the red water, and then he poured his beard into the bowl.

At this time Wei Da's voice sounded again.

"Once it starts, the game cannot be interrupted."

"Otherwise, the ghost will follow you forever."

Everyone present was holding their breath and staring.

The barrage was cleared, and Wei Wang followed suit, and then counted!, continued.

"Close your eyes and recite three numbers silently. These three numbers are the first three numbers that are ringing in your mind now. After reciting, put the light behind your screen. Remember, these must be closed. Keep your eyes open.”

"After the lighting is arranged, open your eyes."

The uncle wanted to quit, but Wei Wang's words scared him...

If you want to quit, the ghost will follow you for the rest of your life. He had no choice but to lower his head again, holding the lamp, closing his eyes, and remembered a number.

"96,77,18."

The time of Lili's death.

September 8th.

The time of Tongtong’s death.

77.

What are these eighteen?

It might be a random number made by my uncle, or it might be something else.

After finishing speaking, the uncle closed his eyes tightly.

Wei Wang continued.

"Slowly stand up, raise your head, take a deep breath, and look forward.

Everyone did as they were told, took a deep breath, raised their heads, turned on the lights, and looked at the computer screen. Some people were so frightened that they closed their eyes tightly and did not dare to open them. But some people were very courageous. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately opened his eyes.

There is nothing where the light shines.

In an instant, my heart became quiet.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the water in the bowl. It became clear again. Suddenly, he felt his hand was in great pain. When he picked up his hand, he saw that there were countless bite marks on it.

He was startled, and then immediately turned his head.

A grimace was face to face with his own.

Some people looked up and saw a little bear, some people saw a dog, and some people saw nothing at all.

But what remains the same is that they are all immaterial.

Some are evil spirits.

Some are good.

There are so many that I can’t tell them apart.

The uncle in the county town closed his eyes tightly, as if he already knew what he was going to see.

My uncle tentatively opened his eyes, but immediately closed them halfway, always feeling scared.

Suddenly there was a breath of air blowing into his ears, and his whole body was filled with energy and his hair stood on end.

His eyes opened in a blink of an eye.

Shining in front of a lamp.

It's Tongtong.

No, there is more.

It's Lili.

"dad....."

Suddenly someone called daddy one more time.

It was clearly Tongtong and Lili standing in front of them.

Maybe there is another person.

The uncle felt something was wrong and waved the lamp around, but no one was there.

Lili and Tongtong's faces were floating in the air. The two of them only have faces, this is the real ghost.

Tongtong spoke.

"Uncle, why are you carrying daddy on your back...".