No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

The camera turned around, and the environment Long Wenhua was in was clearly presented in the screen of the live broadcast room. This is a closed secret room. The passage through which Long Wenhua fell had disappeared at some point. It can be seen that there is a password door directly in front of him, and three boxes are placed in front of the password door, and the writing on each box is different.

'The password is not here', 'It's lying', 'The password is here'

The same font of dripping blood was smeared on the password door.

'You only have one chance, if you guess wrong, you will sink here forever! '

"Damn it." Long Wenhua pointed the camera at himself rather annoyed, "It seems that I triggered the mechanism and fell into a secret room. The passage to enter here has been closed. You need to guess the correct answer to leave here."

"The code is not here...it's lying...the code is with me...One of the three boxes contains the code to open the secret room, so which box is the code in where?" Long Wenhua pointed the camera at the three boxes and asked the audience in the live broadcast room.

The barrage of viewers in the live broadcast room appeared quickly.

"It's not easy? The password is in the box in the middle. Brother Long, you must believe me!"

"This haunted house is a bit interesting. There are organs everywhere. I must come and experience it if I have the chance."

"This kind of deciphering haunted house thief is boring. As long as you are fast enough, Brother Long, you can open all three boxes before the agency reacts."

"Wait a minute, there seems to be some voice from Brother Long, it's very small... Brother Long, please stop talking, let us listen."

"Help...? It's the woman who appeared just now crying for help. I said, is the money for this Daliuwan Haunted House being used to set up mechanisms? Even the voice actors are not changed!"

At this time, Long Wenhua, who was in the secret room, also heard the faintly discernible cry for help, which was still the same voice he heard just now.

"Help me, save me...help me...I'm here...help me..."

Strange things seemed to be mixed in the air, as if the oxygen had been sucked out in the secret room, a suffocating sense of oppression rose from Long Wenhua's back.

Long Wenhua couldn't help speeding up his breathing, "Is it because the backstage staff made a mistake? I don't think so. There must be something dirty here, right?"

He didn't dare to stay here for a long time, and he didn't even plan to act out the script he had prepared earlier, so he directly dialed the code on the code door and ran out of the secret room.

The location of the secret room is on the basement floor, and the environment in the corridor is slightly darker than that on the upper floor. Long Wenhua touched the consecration robe he was wearing next to his body, and comforted himself, "I'm afraid of a hammer. Mr. Su's consecration robe is on him, what the hell is that?" None of them are my opponents!"

Sweat dripped from his forehead, Long Wenhua stopped talking, and ran forward through the gloomy corridor with the camera in hand, heading for the upper floor.

Long Wenhua was clearly panicking now. He was tall and strong and could occupy most of the corridor space. He accidentally stepped on a hard object when he passed a corner of the corridor leading to the upper floor.

"Help me, save me...help me...I'm here...help me..."

A miserable woman's cry for help suddenly sounded from under his feet.

"Wh... what, my dragon is wearing a consecrated Taoist robe, you, you, you, why don't you go away..."

Halfway through the conversation, Long Wenhua's voice became weaker and weaker. He lowered his head and realized that the thing he stepped on was an old tape recorder, and on the tape recorder was written the same type of blood dripping as the haunted house. With Zhang Wanning's name.

"Huh..." Long Wenhua took a long breath, his hands trembling slightly, and his whole body showed signs of loss of strength after being frightened, "Zhang Wanning? What an unprofessional haunted house actor, after using props Throwing it everywhere, I almost scared my dragon to death!"

Chapter 460 Brother Long, if you take it off again, I will call the police!

At the same time that Long Wenhua "accidentally" fell into the secret room according to the prepared script, Wu Xiu and Wang Nan temporarily took off their disguises and stopped acting.

"Brother Long is really powerful. He is indeed the number one brother in the live broadcasting of the spirit exploration. He can pick up a list of whitewashing haunted houses and there are so many dramas." Wu Xiu touched the ground mechanism that Long Wenhua fell into just now, and suddenly felt emotional road.

Wang Nan took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket to contact the backstage staff of the haunted house, "Brother Long has fallen into the secret room on the first floor, and then you all follow the preset script arrangement, it's over!"

After cutting off the connection, Wang Nan looked at Wu Xiu, "Yeah, Brother Long really has a way of live broadcasting Tanling, and he can actually play this kind of operation, really learned!"

He reached out and groped on the scratched walls oozing scarlet liquid on both sides, and after a while he found the hidden mechanism and pressed it, and the wall beside him clicked to reveal a secret door.

"It should be here, leading to the second floor of the haunted house. We'll wait for Brother Long to come over there. Remember to pretend to be panicked." After Wang Nan finished speaking, he glanced into the secret door, "I really didn't expect that there are so many doorways in the haunted house. Hey, there seems to be something in there..."

Wu Xiu sneaked into the secret door and glanced at the place Wang Nan said, "It's an unburned candle. It's nothing to make a fuss about. Maybe it's left over from the haunted house staff who used it for lighting."

"I'm not careful. After all, this haunted house has had accidents and killed people before. It's always right to be careful, otherwise it will be too late to regret it when something really happens." Wang Nan entered the secret door after Wu Xiu, and he also turned towards the He glanced at the half-burned candle, didn't care at all, and hurriedly followed Wu Xiu.

There was a very dim light inside the secret door, and the two walked forward, passing through several stairs leading to the door on the second floor of the haunted house, and appeared in front of them.

Wu Xiu walked in front, touched the doorknob, pushed it down, and pulled it back to open the door to enter the second floor of the haunted house, but the door leading to the second floor of the haunted house did not move at all.

"It's really strange. When we came to check the facility today, the door was clearly unlocked. Could it be that the staff of the haunted house forgot the script we arranged and locked it?" Wu Xiu didn't let go of the door handle, and moved towards it vigorously. After pulling it a few times, the door leading to the second floor of the haunted house was still motionless.

He looked down at the door lock, the lock cylinder was opened, everything was normal, and no one had locked it with a key, so he yanked back the door handle with more force in disbelief.

Suddenly, there was the sound of someone walking on the other side of the door leading to the second floor of the haunted house.

Slap... Slap... Slap...

The footsteps were a bit heavy, it should be a man.

"Sure enough, someone over there has tampered with the door. What the hell are you doing?" Wu Xiu showed dissatisfaction, knocked heavily on the door, and shouted, "What are you doing, quickly unlock the mechanism of this door?" Come on, we're coming!"

The man walking outside the door did not speak, and the sound of pattering footsteps gradually approached, and finally stopped outside the door and stopped moving.

Through the dim lighting in the dark passage, Wu Xiu could see something outside the crack of the door under his feet blocking the light of the lighting, reflecting two obvious dark traces.

"You have the ability to lock the door with a mechanism, and you have the ability to speak, are you dumb? When the script of the live broadcast fails to connect, the boss Yuan of your haunted house will blame you. Can you take responsibility?"

After he finished speaking, the two dark marks against the crack of the door under Wu Xiu's feet still did not move at all, he was inevitably a little anxious.

Wu Xiu bent down, put his hands on the ground, and slowly put his face close to the ground, looking at the two dark marks outside the crack of the door.

There was also a faint light outside the door, and a pair of black and orange sneakers came into his sight.

"I saw you, if you don't make a sound, I will contact the staff of other haunted houses to complain about you!" Wu Xiu shouted through the crack of the door.

The owner of the black and orange cross-color sneakers outside the door still didn't reply, Wu Xiu felt annoyed, put his face to the crack of the door, and stretched out his fingers to touch the pair of black and orange cross-color sneakers outside the door.

In the next second, the black and orange sneakers took a step back, and then two round eyeballs rolled down from mid-air, staring at him firmly.

"Hold!"

The sudden shock made Wu Xiu's scalp numb with fright, his whole body bounced off the ground and backed up violently, then hit the air, and fell to the ground with his feet in the air.

"Wait..." Wu Xiu suddenly realized something, his mind was like a thunderclap, and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat, "Shouldn't Wang Nan follow me behind me? Others Woolen cloth?"

At this time, Wang Nan's situation was not optimistic. He found that after he glanced at the half-burned candle, Wu Xiu, who was not far in front of him, had long since disappeared. Wu Xiu's figure could not be seen.

Blessings and misfortunes never come singly, soon Wang Nan found that it was not just as simple as not being able to catch up with Wu Xiu...

The line of sight drifts to the front left...

The half-burned candle, like a gangrene, followed Wang Nan's galloping footsteps, not far or near, always appearing less than two meters in front of his left.

As a member of the anchor of Tanling, he has loved horror movies since he was a child, and he has played fake ghosts for many times. If he still can't tell what environment he is in at this moment, then Wang Nan may be real. I can say goodbye to this industry...

The Haunted House in Daliuwan in the southern suburbs of Shuangqing City......

What a ghost!

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"The layout of the haunted house on the first floor seems to be different from that during the daytime." Long Wenhua stood at the intersection of a corridor, looking back and forth with vague doubts and worries.

He can confirm that when he and the three live broadcast assistants were guided by the staff of the Daliuwan Haunted House to familiarize themselves with the structure of the haunted house and various organs during the day, they had never seen this crossing corridor intersection on the first floor.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over...Daliuwan Haunted House may really be haunted..." Long Wenhua panicked, and subconsciously touched the inner lining of the consecration robe.

"Men in the audience, Brother Long, I may have overturned. There is really a ghost in the Daliuwan Haunted House in the southern suburbs! Do you think I have encountered a ghost hitting the wall now?"

Facing the live broadcast camera, Long Wenhua had a frowning face, but he suddenly changed the subject, showing a different kind of fighting spirit, "But I, Long, have experienced many battles, and even let me break out of Yangping Ghost Port. This mere ghost beats the wall How can you stop me?"

Before the words were finished, Long Wenhua began to take off his clothes, and the audience in the live broadcast room was momentarily stunned.

"Brother Long, what are you doing, Brother Long? If you take it off again, Brother Long, I will call the police!"

"No, really, Brother Long, you have to be strong. Although there are no ghosts in the Daliuwan Haunted House, Brother Long, you can't use yourself as a feeder to seduce a female ghost to show up!"

"Come on, come on, brother Long's white ass, bark, bark, bark, bark..."

"That buddy upstairs, people can't... at least shouldn't..."

"Although people have the freedom of xp, I still advise you to see a doctor.JPG"

"Good guy, is Brother Long finally going to be oppressed by a female ghost again? Ye Qinghui!"

Chapter 470 My name is Zhang Wanning......

Looking at the barrage of hot eyes flashing across the live broadcast room from time to time, Su Che can only express his admiration for the crooked ability of these sand sculpture netizens, who can set off the exciting haunted scenes so that people laugh.

It's really yours!

Based on the content of Long Wenhua's previous live broadcast, he was almost sure that the Daliuwan Haunted House in Shuangqing City was haunted, and the trouble was not serious.

"With the level of the Daliuwan Haunted House that you can run into ghosts by entering, there is no reason why the staff of the haunted house and the owner of the haunted house that Long Wenhua mentioned earlier would not find out." Su Che frowned slightly.

In his opinion, the owner of the haunted house who contacted Long Wenhua to go to Shuangqing to carry out the reconstruction design of the haunted house obviously had a problem, otherwise he would not have concealed such important information that the haunted house is haunted.

Right now, Long Wenhua is not in danger for the time being, and the consecration robe that I lent him at the beginning has not been taken back, so there is absolutely no need for Su Che to call Long Wenhua in a hurry to get more useful information about the Daliuwan Haunted House It's not too late to call again.

"Shuangqing City and Jiangcheng City are too far away, and there's nothing I can do to help, Xiaolong!" Su Che looked at Long Wenhua in the live broadcast room and said with emotion.

He continued to hold an umbrella and walked towards the unfinished building in Jiangdu Garden, and Long Wenhua in the live broadcast room had already taken off his clothes.

With the shining consecration robe on his body, Long Wenhua suddenly became full of confidence and yelled loudly, "Where did the ghost come from, don't look at how many supernatural events I, Long, have experienced in Jiangcheng, come out if you have the guts! "

The audience in the live broadcast room still had a fresh memory of this consecration robe. Su Che wore this consecration robe and appeared in Brother Cheng's live broadcast screen when he was in Grave Village, hammering the corpse king until he couldn't take care of himself.

Although there have been no new supernatural videos about Su Che on the supernatural forum for a long time, the last supernatural video uploaded so far is Jiangcheng Funeral Parlor catching ghosts and Tangshan Reservoir using a powerful lethal weapon Type 67 wooden handle grenade to blow up ghost faces in the water video.

But the viewers who have been following Long Wenhua in the live broadcast room also know the news that Su Che killed all the way from Yangping Ghost Port to Nanhe Fenzhai Village.

"Brother Long, when did you steal the Daoist robe that forced the king?"

"Dangerous, Brother Long is dangerous!"

"No wonder Brother Long didn't dare to find Biwang to continue the live broadcast. It turned out that he secretly took Biwang's Taoist robe and fled to Shuangqing City."

"I didn't expect you to be such a brother Long, cancel it!"

"Wuhu, if Brother Long is caught by the king, he might be sawed off by a chainsaw. What a pity."

"Is this the courage to force Wang Daopao to Brother Long?"

"I'm crying. How can Brother Long be oppressed by ghosts wearing this Taoist robe, fishing and law enforcement, Brother Long, you are really not alone!"

All kinds of messy bullet screens quickly appeared and disappeared from the screen of the live broadcast room, but Long Wenhua didn't pay attention to them at all. Now that he was involved in a supernatural event, Long Wenhua thought he couldn't learn Su Che's tricks , but with his rich experience of experiencing many supernatural events and being persecuted by female ghosts, keeping his life... shouldn't be a problem, right?

To be honest, only Long Wenhua himself knew that the confident expression on his face was completely stern and inwardly soft, how confident he was on the outside, but how flustered he was deep inside.

"Boss Yuan is such a villain. He swears that the Daliuwan Haunted House is not haunted, and that he has gone through a three-month inspection by the special department and found no problems. This is a lie! How can I, Long, be so stupid? out of his trap."

Long Wenhua regretted endlessly, the matter has come to this point, no matter how regretful it is, it will have no effect, the current plan is to escape from this haunted haunted house.