After falling off the horse, he was pestered by giants to form CP[Entertainment]

Several people looked together, and saw the fat man holding a cigarette in his right hand and resting his left hand on his knee, with a confident look in his eyes, as if to say, "Brother is someone who has watched [-] episodes of Conan".

"Anyway, I don't really believe in ghosts." Ai Yawei shrugged.

"Have you heard of the famous Radha ghost village in Thailand?"

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads.

"That is to say, it is also a new housing area. Many people died one after another, and then all the residents there moved out. It is still deserted there. Later, it was made into a movie called... I forgot, the real estate developer also paid for his death. gone."

Xin Yu felt goose bumps all over his body when he heard this.

He shuddered: "Why are you talking about this? Isn't it about the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds International Competition?"

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to say that at that time, some people speculated on the Internet that the haunted rumors were released by the real estate developer of the village and the company of the head, in order to confuse the public. After all, ghosts are such things. It’s just hearsay, and it’s passed on ten to ten times, and it’s completely changed after being passed on.”

"I think Brother Fatty is right." Ai Yawei echoed again and again.

"Otherwise, let's get up and go to the legendary haunted building to find out what's going on? Brothers, I want to see which grandson is here to deceive the crowd."

"I... I won't go, I'm timid." Xin Yu was scared when he heard it.

"Let's go, together, you don't want to justify your family's name, Mr. Yang?"

"Boss Yang doesn't want to see me."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the fat brother get up to pay the money, while Ai Yawei and another anchor, Xiaofa, pulled Xin Yu hard, saying nothing to let him go.

Ai Yawei stopped a taxi on the side of the road and forced Xin Yu into it, and then Xiaofa also squeezed in from the other side, squeezing Xin Yu in the middle like escorting a death row prisoner.

"Master, go to Roland Jiangshang."

The driver master heard: "Where? Jiang Shang Luolan?"

"Correct."

"Where do you live?"

"I can't, but as the five good youths of the new century, I must contribute my meager strength to the country."

"speak English."

"We went on an adventure."

The driver master shook his head: "Young people are full of energy, and the place is so noisy. If you give me 100 million yuan to live in, I can't live."

Ai Yawei smiled: "Master, you can eat more and dream less, no one will give you 100 million to beg you to live."

The car drove for nearly 10 minutes, and finally stopped in front of the rumored ghost building.

"Be careful, don't blame me for not reminding you." The master threw down such a sentence, stepped on the accelerator and left here as if fleeing without looking back.

There are more than 30 buildings in Jiangshang Luolan, with an average floor of 21 floors. It is located in the high-end residential area behind the commercial street. Looking around, the surrounding lights are gorgeous, but only this side is pitch black, revealing a strange feeling under the cold moonlight. atmosphere of.

Xin Yu shivered, hid behind Ai Yawei, and looked inside with horror on his face.

"Which building is it about the dead? Building 16?"

"Correct."

Xin Yu didn't understand why he had to follow this group of people here to mess around.

They talked about materialism, but the few people still huddled together in fear and moved slowly towards the ghost building.

"Brother Fat, can you stop touching?" Ai Yawei shouted dissatisfied.

"Go away, touch you? I'd rather touch my uncle and grandpa."

Xiaofa: "I knew I would drink two more bottles of Nutrition Express tonight. You guys are driving a little too fast. I can't keep up with nutrition."

The four people came to Building No. 16 noisyly, and saw a dirty red warning tape sluggishly lying at the entrance of the corridor. There were a lot of footprints on it. It seemed that many people had been there before.

"Brother Fat, you take the lead."

"Why?"

"You have thick blood, and you like to produce flesh."

When the fat brother heard it, he suddenly felt that what the grandson said really made sense.

A few people tremblingly climbed the eighth floor to the door of the house where the accident occurred. They saw that the warning signs and cordons were still hanging here, but they had obviously been vandalized, and the white wall beside them had been spray-painted. Painted a big "No Survival".

"What are you doing with these donkey balls?" Ai Yawei cursed.

"No offense, no offense." Fat Brother was still muttering from the sidelines.

"Or let's go." Xin Yu was so frightened that his calves were weak.

"Look at you cowardly quail, you are here, why are you going?"

"Wait a minute, do you feel... a little difficult to breathe." Xiaofa suddenly said this.

"Is it because of the lack of ventilation... Fuck, it really is." As he spoke, the fat brother rubbed his eyes.

"To be honest, I'm also a little..." Xin Yu swallowed hard, "and my throat still hurts a little."

"How about... Let's retreat first?" After one night, Ai Yawei said something human.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm really not feeling well." After Xiaofa finished speaking, he took the lead downstairs.

The few remaining people seemed to have suddenly turned on a switch somewhere in their bodies, looked at each other, and then ran downstairs crying and howling.

After running out of the community, the suffocation eased a little.

"I can't do it anymore. I drank too much alcohol. Now I feel dizzy and want to vomit." Xin Yu weakly supported the wall and waved his hands, "I'm going back first."

"I'll take you back and meet your sister by the way." Xiaofa volunteered.

Xin Yu glanced at him sideways: "Don't think about my sister, she has a boyfriend."

After Xin Yu returned home, his parents had already fallen asleep, only his sister was still talking on the phone with her boyfriend in the room, and left him a supper in the kitchen.

Although the absurd expedition ended in a hurry, Xin Yu always felt that something was wrong.

He turned on the computer, and entered "Roland Jiangshang's death incident" in the search bar.

Soon, thousands of search results popped up, and the one with the most views was the progress of the death investigation released by the police on the official blog and the conclusion given by the forensic doctor.

The results of the autopsy showed that the family surnamed Lin moved into Jiangshang Luolan in April last year, and within three hours of moving in, they died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. The body was found by the property on the third day. At first, they thought it was A homicide case, but the surveillance was called and it was found that no one else had entered or left the building except the family and the porter.

The weirdest thing is that the four porters who helped move the house at that time, the forensic doctor who had inspected the scene, and several police officers from the criminal investigation department also died the next day. The cause of death was also a cerebral hemorrhage.

So this case was temporarily shelved, because no one dared to set foot here again.

After that, there were a lot of "ghost theories" on the Internet, and someone took pictures of the family and the four porters moving during a thunderstorm. Video screenshot.

It was from that time that this place became the famous ghost building.

The weather at the time of the incident was also indescribably weird. One second it was sunny, and the next second it was raining cats and dogs.

Xin Yu flipped through these posts, feeling hairy in his heart.

There is another one, which is that a brave explorer went to find out the truth at that time, but he also died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage the next day.

That's the guy who graffitied "None Survived" on the wall.

WTF? !Then will I also...

Xin Yu hurriedly called Ai Yawei and the others and asked them how they were feeling now. They all said that they were fine now, but they still had to go to the hospital tomorrow to be on the safe side.

Xin Yu thought about it more and more, so he ran to his sister's room with the pillow in his arms, and asked cautiously if he could sleep together tonight.

"I think you're thinking farts, how old are you, go away and go away."

After being ruthlessly rejected by his elder sister, Xin Yusi thought about it, and originally wanted to go to Ai Yawei's house to make do with it for the night, but considering that his wife might not be willing, he had to dig out the familiar phone number——

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. On the other end was Yan Xiwen's slightly tired voice, which sounded like he had just woken up.

"What's wrong, calling so late."

"Are you asleep?" Xin Yu's hand holding the phone couldn't stop shaking.

"Sleeping." Yan Xiwen kept his eyes closed when he said this.

He couldn't even tell if it was real or he was dreaming.

"Can I go to your house..."

"Hmm..." Yan Xiwen murmured, then slowly opened his eyes, "Why did you come here?"

"Please take me in for a night, I'll talk to you when I go."

Yan Xiwen sighed and got up from the bed: "Okay, then call me when you are about to arrive, don't ring the doorbell, my sister is already asleep."

It was past two in the morning when Xin Yu arrived at Yan Xiwen's house, and he was sitting in the living room with his head propped up and his eyes closed. When he received a call, he opened the door for Xin Yu lightly.

Seeing his terrified appearance, Yan Xiwen thought he had hit a ghost.

"What is it that scared you so much." As he said that, Yan Xiwen raised his hand and wiped Xin Yu's forehead, "I broke out in a cold sweat."

"Do you know Jiangshang Luolan invested by Mr. Yang?"

"I know." Yan Xiwen replied calmly, "The Ghost Tower."

"I, I just came back from there."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiwen's expression froze, and after a long while, he finally came back to his senses: "Why did you go there, did you think it was fun?"

"I'm wronged. I was forcibly dragged there too. I read online that everyone who went there died the next day. Is it true?"

Yan Xiwen looked at him and nodded: "It's true, the police official blog has already posted this news."

"Then will I... also..." Xin Yu seemed to be logically confused when he said this, "Will I die too?"

"Don't scare yourself." Yan Xiwen also had no idea, but he could only comfort him in this way.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone." Xin Yu felt aggrieved when he said this, and his voice was full of tears.

"Who did you go with?"

"I used to be straight...a straight man I knew."

"Straight?" Yan Xiwen smiled, "Live broadcast?"

"Straight man, not a live broadcast."

"These straight men come up with bad ideas all the time. It's not good to go there. Isn't this courting death?"

"I can't blame them, it's all my fault for telling them about Mr. Yang, and they are also eager to help." At this juncture, Xin Yu was still thinking about helping the straight men.

"I don't even know when you became so interested in Mr. Yang." Yan Xiwen said with a smile.

To be honest, he was still very angry about this matter.

For some unclear things, these people didn't take any measures to rush in without thinking. If something really happened, who would they turn to for reasoning.

"It's not about Mr. Yang." Xin Yu muttered, "It's just that I don't want to see you become what you are now."

Yan Xiwen raised his eyebrows: "What kind of look."

Xin Yu looked at him, faltering for a long time without saying anything.

"Have I been so embarrassed that I need sympathy from others?"

How is it possible, even if Yan Xiwen went to beg for food in the end, he was more refined than Xin Yu.

"Listen." As he spoke, Yan Xiwen took a step forward, leaning slightly to look at Xin Yu, "I can't, no one is capable of being pulled down."

I was afraid of Liao Xuanyu before, because I was worried that he would expose Xin Yu, but now that the matter has come to this point, the skin has been peeled off, so what are you afraid of.

Xin Yu stared blankly at Yan Xiwen, with a smile unconsciously pulled from the corner of his mouth.

Such Yan Xiwen made him believe that everything he did now was worthwhile.

"Okay, it's not too early, go to bed early, where do you sleep, sleep in my room or the guest room." After running around for a day, even Yan Xiwen felt sleepy.

"I want to sleep with you." Xin Yu replied honestly.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

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Although Yan Xiwen was sleeping next to him, it did not relieve Xin Yu's fear at all.

He quietly took out his mobile phone, and began to search for the bizarre death of Jiangshang Luolan. He saw that what they said was more evil than the other. Some even said that Jiangshang Luolan was a execution ground in the Qing Dynasty, where countless victims were executed. There was too much resentment, and the real estate developer demolished the demon tower for the sake of beauty, causing a large number of resentful spirits to flee outside.

Xin Yu felt that he could no longer scare himself like this, so he quickly put away his phone, closed his eyes, and lay quietly on the bed to get sleepy.

Next to him was Yan Xiwen's weak breathing, with a sense of rhythm.

Xin Yu closed his eyes, but felt that in this silent room, there was a third person besides him and Yan Xiwen.

It was as if someone was staring at him.

Xin Yu turned over and turned his back to Yan Xiwen, but the strong feeling of being stared at still did not weaken in the slightest.

He is now highly nervous, and even has auditory hallucinations, as if the breathing sound of Yan Xiwen is not the only one around.

Do ghosts need to breathe?

Xin Yu has already started to think about this kind of unnutritive problem in confusion.

"Cuckoo—"

The strange sound that suddenly sounded in the dark night, like a ghost that appeared suddenly in the dark, scared Xin Yu to scream, jumped up from the bed nimbly, stepped on Yan Xiwen and ran under the bed.

"What are you doing?" Yan Xiwen was sleeping soundly, when someone stepped on him suddenly, feeling extremely dissatisfied, and raised his voice an octave.

He stretched out his hand to turn on the light, and under the glare of the light, he saw Xin Yu curled up in the corner and shivering like a frightened puppy. Even though it was the cold winter, there were still thin beads of sweat on his forehead .

Only then did Xin Yu realize that the sound of "cuckoo" was the cuckoo clock hanging on the wall of Yan Xiwen's room.

MD, why are there still people using this kind of clock.

Yan Xiwen rubbed his sleepy eyes, got out of bed, walked up to Xin Yu, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead:

"What's wrong."

"Your clock is too scary." Xin Yu said tremblingly.

Yan Xiwen looked up at the clock on the wall in surprise: "What's the matter, isn't it cute?"

Cute ghost.

"Are you...are you alright?" Yan Xiwen asked worriedly seeing Xin Yu's expressionless face and a cloud of black air still lingering in the Yintang.

"Tell me, are those rumors true? Is it true that I will die suddenly tomorrow?"

Xin Yu was really scared. Although the rumors on the Internet are always fueled, there is no such thing as a storm, not to mention that the case of this family's bizarre death has not been solved so far. Even if a person has the ability to reach the sky, it is possible that God does not know Unknowingly escaping surveillance and killing the family without leaving any clues?

It is a bit too far-fetched to say that it is a means of hostile developers.

"Don't worry, there are so many people building buildings over there, and there are so many people coming and going to look at the houses, isn't it all right?"

Yan Xiwen comforted him like this.

Having said that, who knows what they died of, in other words, whether their sudden visit disturbed the souls of the dead.

"Then let me tell you a story."

"Tell a story? What story, a ghost story?"

Yan Xiwen shook his head helplessly: "If you're already like this, I'll tell two more ghost stories, then you won't be able to go directly to heaven."

These words made Xin Yu laugh, and he showed a miserable smile that was uglier than crying.

As a result, Yan Xiwen’s storytelling level was still at the level of kindergarten, and all the stories he told were about the ugly duckling Thumbelina. Xin Yu really found this kind of back-and-forth stories boring, so boring that it overwhelmed the fear of ghosts and gods. The upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

Yan Xiwen's voice became smaller and smaller, he yawned sleepily, reached out and patted Xin Yu's belly habitually, and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

Only a slight breathing sound responded to him.

Yan Xiwen smiled wearily, pulled the quilt to lie down, and fell asleep drowsily.

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"I don't want to! I don't want to wear a pink hairpin today, why! Why do you have to force me!"

The first sentence Xin Yu heard when he opened his eyes was Yan Xihe's noisy complaint.

He was startled, touched his face, and said to himself:

"Am I dead? Or alive?"

Immediately afterwards, the cell phone rang loudly, and Xin Yu finally found out his cell phone after fumbling under the pillow for a long time. It was Ai Yawei who called.

"Huangzi, what's the matter, it's okay."

Xin Yu pinched his arm hard again, the pain really hit him, and he was relieved to be sure that he was still alive.

"It's all right, it's just that I was so scared last night that I didn't sleep well."

After that, he sat up, tilted his head and looked, the people around him had already washed and waited in the dining room, and the only thing left was the slightly warm quilt.

"Okay, let's meet at nine o'clock, go to the hospital for an examination first, and then you come to our club."

"What are you doing at the club?" Xin Yu was a little confused.

"Practice, otherwise, what else can I ask you to cut the ribbon?"

Only then did Xin Yu realize that what Ai Yawei was talking about was about the imminent international competition of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

He quickly jumped out of bed, and after hastily washing up, he ran out the door amidst Yan Xiwen's concerned "Do you want to have breakfast together?"

I met with Ai Yawei and Fat Brother in the Second Affiliated Courtyard, we greeted each other, but looking at the faces of these people, I expected that they all didn't sleep well because of what happened last night .

But several people tacitly did not mention this matter.

After sitting down for a full set of physical examination, the few people got the medical examination report until three o'clock in the afternoon. While waiting for the report to be issued, several people's nervous legs were shaking into sieves, but the moment they saw the physical examination results, they suddenly panicked. A group, shouting and jumping happily in the hospital.

Except for Fat Brother's high blood pressure, the rest of them were surprisingly healthy.

"Tell me, we're fine. Is it because the ghost took a look at my beauty and let us go." Ai Yawei said, his nose almost turned up to the sky.

"Even if there is a ghost, I think the reason she let us go is because she didn't want to clean up you and dirty her hands." The fat man rolled his eyes.

The few of them yelled and quickly aroused the eyes of the people around them. They bowed and apologized in embarrassment, and then ran out of the hospital covering their mouths.

Ai Yawei's "Apocalypse" club is by far the largest e-sports club in China, with a total of more than 1000 members, and [-]% of them are big players who specialize in professional leagues. Xin Yu didn't play, but because of some disagreements with the hostile club not long ago, the leaders of the two sides decided to compete in the form of a points match, which happened to conflict with PUBG's international league.

In fact, the main reason is that Ai Yawei absolutely trusts Xin Yu's level.

Ai Yawei saw it when we were doing live broadcasts together before. This kid's hand speed and reaction ability are really beyond the reach of ordinary people, and his consciousness is particularly good. But Gou Kegang can judge the opponent's actual level through the opponent's performance form, and then decide Whether it is dog or steel, it can also win the chicken head crown one-on-four when all teammates are turned into boxes.

The current "Apocalypse" club has lost the morale of the army because the hostile club came to poach talent before. It is like a mess. The person in charge is also afraid that the spies of the hostile club will become actors in the competition and ruin the club's reputation, so they are planning to give up this competition.

It can be said that Xin Yu is really a very lucky person.

The person in charge also trusts the person recommended by Ai Yawei. After seeing Xin Yu's operation level, he agreed to join Ai Yawei's team as a non-staff member to win glory for the club.

When filling out personal information, the person in charge saw that Xin Yu had filled in "Yakihuang" in the field of nickname, and thought it seemed a bit familiar. After careful consideration, he remembered that this was the fan and friend who was in Tianhu's trial broadcast at that time. The one who caused a scolding war among sagu's fans.

Sagu from Guns N' Roses is also a god, but his fans are too crazy, which has caused his popularity to decline significantly in the past few months.

"Come on, next week's domestic competition will be the team of Guns N' Roses anchor Sagu. At that time, he gave you such a trick. Let's not fight for steam, we must eliminate them."

The person in charge patted Xin Yu on the shoulder.

Xin Yu nodded and continued to fill out the form.

Finally, he could see the real Sagu, and he wanted to see what the one who suspected of driving fans to make trouble in his live broadcast room looked like.

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