Underworld live broadcast room

Jiang Muqiu stood still in the thick fog, and when the time was about to run out, he saw a line of black characters from the corner of his eye.

[Level generation, please wait... wait for transmission, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1]

When the dense fog cleared, Jiang Muqiu found himself in a dark place, a small circular space made of bricks and stones.Jiang Muqiu pursed his lips, trying to confirm the environment he was in. When he looked up, he was attracted by a blood moon. The blood moon hung there quietly, charming and dangerous.

It seems to be a dry well, Jiang Muqiu thought so, and suddenly found three small words in the upper left corner of his field of vision, "live broadcast", and a small red dot was blinking next to the words.

[Congratulations to player Jiang Muqiu for discovering the hidden system in the game, the live broadcast system, and getting a magical barrage girl. 】

[You can choose to turn off/on the barrage independently, I wish you a happy game. 】

[Why do you ask me how do I know you found those three words?Of course it's by eye-moving stupid humans.Oh, you didn't ask, hehe, stupid human beings don't even have any questions, I'm afraid their brains are rusted. 】

Jiang Muqiu accepted this setting very calmly, and even wanted to see what other tricks this mysterious game could play.Since you can't choose, then enjoy it, but, live broadcast, who is it for?grim Reaper?

Before Jiang Muqiu could figure it out, he found that there was a ring on his left middle finger. There was no special pattern, it looked very ordinary, and very ordinary was very valuable.

[Please choose the style of the magical barrage girl]

A light screen appeared in front of Jiang Muqiu's eyes, with a three-dimensional model of the ring on it, and a small arrow on the right side of the ring.Jiang Muqiu didn't want to wear this ring for activities, especially if it was called such a stupid name as the magical Danmaku Ji.Fingers across the light screen, Jiang Muqiu browsed through all the styles, almost all the decorations you can think of are on them, but Jiang Muqiu did not have difficulty in choosing, and quickly chose one that was not bad. The style is a small white ball suspended in the air.

The barrage girl doesn't need Jiang Muqiu's settings, the barrage is turned on by default, Jiang Muqiu scanned the small ball floating on the left, and saw the other party stretched out two small short hands, holding a thin light screen.Although the translucent light screen is thin, it is at least ten times the size of the small ball, so people can't help but worry about whether the two short hands will drop the light screen.

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[The main mission has been updated, find the tomb of Zishi. 】

"Why are you still standing there?"

Jiang Muqiu saw such a line of words on the light screen, with a strange ID hanging in front of the words, lazy Dolan.

Since it was a live broadcast and there was indeed barrage, maybe it was similar to those horror game live broadcasts he watched before?Thinking of this, Jiang Muqiu decided to try to communicate with the barrage, "Tutorial." He spit out two words lightly, which is called a splendid temperament.

"Oh, that's it."

Jiang Muqiu nodded calmly, but in his heart he was hesitant. It seems that the audience can't see his operating system, maybe they can only see the people and the surrounding environment?

Looking up at the mouth of the well, and then looking down at the white shirt on his body, Jiang Muqiu sighed helplessly, he had no choice but to climb.

Fortunately, there is still a climbing point left by the person who drilled the well in this dry well. Jiang Muqiu climbed out of the well without much effort. If a person sees me crawling out of the well, he might be so frightened."

Before Jiang Muqiu stood up straight, he heard a shrill scream. "Ah! Come on! He's out! He must be out for revenge!"

The corners of Jiang Muqiu's mouth twitched, and he brushed the dust on his cuffs with black lines all over his head, "It's reasonable, I don't look so scary, do I?"

After brushing a group of "hahahahaha", "23333", "God's Prophecy" and "Poisoned Milk" in the barrage, Jiang Muqiu suddenly found that the number of viewers has changed from 3 to 289. It has only been a few minutes, and the popularity has risen a bit fast, right?After hearing Jiang Muqiu's question, the barrage quickly started up again. "No, no, I haven't seen someone as handsome as my little brother for a long time." "Hahahaha just heard my grandfather's second cousin's third uncle and nephew say that there is a handsome little brother. You didn't lie to me." "He was overwhelmed by your beauty, trust me young man."

Jiang Muqiu was intimidated by the complicated relationship between the characters, and then he didn't think about what the relationship was, but couldn't help but wonder, is this live broadcast still a national entertainment project?Moreover, this group of barrages seemed a little too enthusiastic. According to his previous experience of watching horror game live broadcasts, there were only 289... oh, now it is 356 people, and there would not be so many talking.

The speculation about the live broadcast of this game has come to an end for the time being, because soon, Jiang, who was attracted by the barrage and did not have time to move his legs,

"The barrage missed me." Jiang Muqiu was heartbroken, and then he thought about it, and then said, "But it seems that even if I run a certain distance, I will be caught. It's not bad to stand here and take two steps less."

The barrage quickly passed through a bunch of schadenfreude words, which made those who heard it feel sad and those who saw it shed tears, Jiang Muqiu consciously ignored them.

After Jiang Muqiu surrendered in an elegant gesture with a sense of current affairs, he was surrounded by a group of people and walked forward.If you ignore the blue faces of this group of people and the rakes in their hands, it's like a private visit by a noble young master in disguise.

"Hahahaha, this is the first time I've seen such a temperamental captive posture, my little brother has a lot of idol burden." "Hahahaha, I'm obsessed with this temperament." My brother looks so good at fighting, ghosts have no regrets."

With the lessons learned from the past, Jiang Muqiu decided to leave the group of barrage goblins behind and concentrate on this novice teaching level.

Jiang Muqiu has been "carried" by these people into a dilapidated warehouse, and then without saying a word, his face was ashen all the time, and Jiang Muqiu was locked in neatly.

Jiang Muqiu was a little surprised. He originally thought that this novice teaching level would not make people so clueless. At least there should be mission goals to guide novice players to move forward step by step, right?As a result, there is only one task to find the tomb of Zishi so far, and there is no clue at all.

Jiang Muqiu raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and began to examine the warehouse carefully.This wooden warehouse looks really dilapidated, with large or small holes all around and above the head.There were some large and small wooden boxes piled up in the warehouse, and there were candles on the wooden boxes, which exuded an unpleasant stench, like a collection of rotting meat and blood.

Jiang Muqiu raised his hand and slapped his nose. He would rather smell formalin for a lifetime than stay here for a second. It was a challenge to the limit of human physiology.This is one of the most important reasons why he doesn't want to be a forensic doctor.That's right, after Jiang Muqiu's professional judgment, this is the smell of corpses, and it's not the smell of a complete corpse.

"Tsk, what are these people doing here?" Jiang Muqiu said in disgust, his whole face seemed to be wrinkled together.

"I've got good news for you, you'll be almost there soon." "My little brother seems to be very calm all the time." "Playing horror games

Jiang Muqiu covered his mouth and nose with his hand, raised his hand and opened a wooden box, and continued to visit. There was no corpse inside, but the inside of the box was full of blood. Just a cursory glance could tell the purpose of the box before.Jiang Muqiu looked carefully, and found a severed finger at the bottom of the box.

[The key clue to the true ending has been unlocked, get Tagolo's finger*1]

"66666, is this okay?" "Have you opened it, boy? So it happened to be the box with clues?" "The one in front, Lord Reaper is watching you."

Jiang Muqiu glanced at the barrage, and explained casually: "There are so many boxes, only this seeping blood hasn't dried yet." A shallow pool of blood was even formed on the ground.Then, he straightened his arm again, and held the severed finger as far away from himself as possible, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at it carefully.

"Let's slap your face." "It's okay, it seems that the little brother here is the kind that goes through the puzzle-solving and smoothing level, not bad, not bad, I like it."

Two seconds later, Jiang Muqiu said in a cold tone: "The incision is uneven. It seems that the tool used is not sharp enough. It takes two knives to chop a finger? It is a waste of art."

"???"... A series of question marks quickly crossed the barrage, forming a storm of question marks. "A weak question, what art?"

Jiang Muqiu successfully caught this question in the vortex of question marks, glanced at the bullet screen, slightly raised the end of his eyes, with a feeling of unpredictability, and replied: "Muscle fibers, like this, are basically Destroy the beauty."

"Dare to ask what my little brother did before?" "My god, I'm a little panicked." "It shouldn't be, the baby is already a ghost." "I have a bold guess..." "I... …I also……"

Jiang Muqiu blinked, "Doctor."

"Don't discharge me, discharge can't change your image just now!" "I don't want to be a volunteer, don't be a volunteer, huh." "It suddenly occurred to me that doctors will encounter two patients who die on the operating table every year." Let's go..." "I'm going to think about it and I'm terrified!" "The human specimens on the operating table, my god, have goose bumps."

"Your imagination is really rich." Jiang Muqiu sighed sincerely, "You can write novels now. Doctors are benevolent, haven't you heard of it? I am a socialist successor with a strong root."

At this moment, the sound of sharpening knives sounded outside the warehouse, one sound at a time, especially rhythmic, and it was terrifyingly clear in the silent night.