The anchor is always slapped in the face

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Jin Jianglan watched from the sidelines, and the camera of his mobile phone faithfully recorded the scene.

[I'll wipe the anchor and you tell me it's not true! ! ! 】

[Nima labor and management dare not read it (#‵′)]

【Ahhhhhhhh why don't I turn off the live broadcast qaq】

[Barrage body protection! ! ! 】

The number of online fans in the live broadcast room dropped by more than half.

The corner of Jin Jianglan's mouth twitched into a satisfied smile. It's fun to scare people. It's not in vain that he stay up all night and come to this ghost hospital to play live.

At three o'clock in the morning, when most people are asleep, is anyone awakened by the astonishing screams?

There were so many people accompanying him to enjoy the flesh and blood fireworks, which made him happier than when he destroyed the plane by himself in the main god space.

Of course, if Xia Chuyun could be exchanged for so many planes, he would be even happier.

It is estimated that the number of ghosts in the legend is not as many as it is now. Although the quality of these ghosts in the abandoned hospital is not enough, it is enough to deal with ordinary people or practitioners with some Taoism.The sea of ​​people tactics in life and the sea of ​​ghosts tactics after death are all the same.

"What... what should we do?" Qi Yu's voice was hoarse, obviously frightened.

"Just walk around, I will continue the live broadcast." Jin Jianglan did not hide anything this time, and picked up the mobile phone on his chest very openly, "I have never broadcast live before so many ghosts. It’s not bad to join in the fun.”

He took pictures with his mobile phone while walking, Qi Yu stood there for a moment, bit his lower lip, and followed.

Half an hour later, Qi Yu rubbed his sore legs and replaced the other female ghost's eyeball.

It's safe for another half hour.

But what should I do next?Half an hour later, it was four o'clock, and there were still two hours before six o'clock...

"You have been following me, and you have not exchanged body parts with ghosts. I will be responsible for your safety."

Jin Jianglan said, "The closer the time is to six o'clock, the higher the sensitivity of these ghosts. If my guess is correct, in the last half hour, no matter how many ghost bodies you change, it will be useless. At that time, Just run away."

Of course there is another option, that is to kill the boss.But he didn't remind him, and he didn't even mention the previous proposal to rush the three living people to the operating room in Building No. [-] of the inpatient department.

"So you should take a good rest now, in order to cope with the next frantic escape."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and at the moment just after four o'clock, Jin Jianglan threw another small ball to Qi Yu, which was exactly the size of an eyeball.

"This is made by the little devil who just got into your stomach, and put it in your eye socket. If you're lucky, it can last until 05:30."

All of a sudden is three times the effective time of the female ghost's eyeballs.

"Thank you." Qi Yu silently took the bead and replaced it.After changing it twice, her movements are quite proficient. Although it hurts, compared with her own life, this pain is nothing.

This time she only had one eye to see.

Although that bead can cover the breath of a living person, it is not an eyeball after all, and cannot have the function of an eyeball.

"It's [-]:[-] in the morning. Everyone should be tired of watching ghosts." Jin Jianglan said to the mobile phone, "There is still an hour and [-] minutes until six o'clock. What should we do? Why don't the anchor sing for everyone?" Let's sing!"

[Hey, can the anchor actually sing? 】

[Earplugs are sold in the front row, high-energy warning! ! 】

[Hurry up, anchor Press is high enough! 】

Jin Jianglan smiled lightly and then sang.

What he sang was not a song from the real world, the lyrics were not clear, it seemed that he was humming with a strange rhythm, it was very beautiful, but in this situation, it made people feel like he couldn't say no. It's... creepy.

[I was wrong, the host please stop singing qaq]

【Anchor Although you sing very well, you always give me a dark feeling behind your back, please don't sing! 】

【Ah, ah, anchor, you scare A Piao away, 嘿嘤咻】

Jin Jianglan said that he didn't see the barrage or anything, so he continued to sing.

It wasn't until he was humming enough that he mercifully stopped.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room dropped again, and it took a while before it rose back.

"What song is that...?" Qi Yu is no different than the fans watching the live broadcast. She has no way to turn off the live broadcast. She can only listen to Jin Jianglan's song from beginning to end, especially when she is surrounded by ghosts. Come and get even more goosebumps.

Jin Jianglan tilted his head to look at her for a while, then said in a low voice, "Requiem, it's Requiem."

Not "It's called Requiem," but "It's Requiem."

Speaking of which, this soul song without lyrics was hummed by Xia Chuyun who couldn't sing or tune.After hearing this, Jin Jianglan made fun of him, and then helped him change into a coherent tune.

This Requiem is very lethal to ghosts.

Jin Jianglan stomped her feet lightly, and those ghosts shrouded in the Requiem instantly—ash, fly, smoke, and die!

Qi Yu was stunned.

There was not a single barrage in the live broadcast room.

Everyone was stunned.

Jin Jianglan looked at the gradually brightening sky and said softly, "Congratulations, you survived."

Qi Yu looked at him.

"It's six o'clock."

The trial mission should also be over.

Already... six o'clock?Qi Yu was a little confused, it was just past four o'clock, why Jin Jianglan sang a song, and it was already six o'clock?

Requiem is not only useful for ghosts, but also for living people.It's just that the former will turn into ashes, while the latter is just dazed and stunned for a few hours.

At this moment, a large number of ghosts suddenly appeared around them, and the number seemed to be even greater than before.

Qi Yu woke up instantly: "This is..." What's going on? !

Jin Jianglan looked at this group of gray and black dust clusters, and couldn't help sighing, "It's really... a grand farewell ceremony."

"After six o'clock, all the ghosts will be reborn and all restrictions will be lifted?" Jin Jianglan understood that in the trial mission, any damage to the ghost, or even being rubbed into ashes, can be fully recovered at the moment the mission ends .

It turned out to be the case.

In this case, then after the trial task is over, he will work harder and clean them all up!

"You should leave."

The moment before the Lord God's rule came, Jin Jianglan directly threw Qi Yu out of the encirclement of ghosts, completely ignoring Qi Yu's psychological shadow area.

So Qi Yu watched helplessly as the anchor who had saved her so many times and made her blindly believe in worship was overwhelmed by the swarming ghosts...

Yet there was nothing she could do.

Then...she disappeared into the real world.

After Qi Yu was thrown out of the encirclement circle of ghosts, Jin Jianglan waited for a few more seconds to make sure that the other party was taken away by the main god, and then he wiped the gray Apiao around him into the air.

This live broadcast is really exhausting.

But Qi Yu's performance surprised him.

When he asked Qi Yu to dig out his eyes, he was just watching the fun.If you want to get help from him, the Great Demon King who destroyed the world, how can you do it without giving something?He doesn't want too much, just let him watch the show!

The result is obvious, Qi Yu is ruthless enough.

Perhaps, Qi Yu will live in the main god's space for a while?

Jin Jianglan thought indifferently.

[Hey, why is it six o'clock so soon? 】

[Maybe he couldn't hold on to falling asleep? 】

[233333 The anchor's singing has a hypnotic effect, it must be a lullaby! 】

[By the way, you said that the anchor was blocked by the fog in the end. Would Qi Yu think that the anchor was eaten? 】

[...Fuck, what you said really sounds like that! 】

[Since then, sister Qi Yu has a cinnabar mole in her heart (dot wax)

[Congratulations to the anchor who has full skills in teasing girls~Scattering flowers! *★,°*:. ☆(￣▽￣)/$: *. °★*. 】

Seeing these bullet screens, Jin Jianglan raised his eyebrows.

He learned this trick from Xia Chuyun back then.

The end result, however, was quite different.

This time it was a ghost that turned into ashes, but that time...it made him unable to see Xia Chuyun again.

...Wait, something seems wrong?

——Girls flirting with girls or something...