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A face first appeared in the shadow of the door eaves, and then Yin Qi's sunken and thin limbs slowly entered Yu Ran's eyes.

The sudden change of getting up made the live broadcast room scream.

[I rely on me when she appears! ?The camera turned to scare me into cardiac arrest]

[Bullet screen body protection Barrage body protection ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! 】

【Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity and friendliness】

[It's okay, there is nothing high-powered in this book, and didn't this scene happen when I turned around and killed on the first night?Is the audience's fear threshold so low now...]

[Actually, I understand the feeling in the front, it’s like playing on your mobile phone at school and suddenly discovering that the class teacher is standing behind and staring at you with a smile, it’s frightening!Isn't this scarier than ghosts? 】

【right!The scariest thing is not that someone suddenly stood behind, but a guilty conscience!The barrage reminded me of my worst nightmare when I was in school, rely on]

Unknowingly, the number of people in the "Random Screening Room 1002" has accumulated to one thousand. With the increase in the number of barrage discussions, more viewers are pouring in.

"Wow——" Heart-piercing cries resounded through the small courtyard, and the moment the shadow arrived, the girl's gloomy expression disappeared without a trace, replaced by a wrinkled and aggrieved expression.

Yan Shiche quietly hid the dagger and let go of the girl.

As soon as the little girl landed on the ground, she threw herself on the legs of the nemesis, with snot and tears hanging down her face.

Yan Shiche: "..."

"Sorry, I wanted to go to the bathroom, but I went to the wrong door." Yu Ran apologized.

Yin Mei rolled his eyes to look at the young man's face carefully, and said strangely: "No one can enter the west wing room, if there is another time, it will not be so lucky."

Yu Ran didn't seem to understand the threat in her words, and smiled slightly, "Excuse me."

The two entered the toilet by the side door under the eyes of the matchmaker, and washed their hands pretendingly.

"How, did you see anything?" Yu Ran asked.

The lights in the wing room were dark, and ordinary people couldn't see the scene clearly through the crack of the door, but Yan Shiche was different. His five senses were beyond ordinary people, and he could easily see things at night.

"Yes." Yan Shiche said, "There is a coffin in the room."

coffin?

Yu Ran raised his eyebrows, "That voice?"

"It came out of the coffin." Yan Shiche tapped his knuckles on the wall twice, dun duk.

No wonder people are not allowed to enter. According to some untraceable old sayings, after being suppressed by the extremely yang thing, the unjust souls will not be able to go to hell or pass the trial of the king of Hades. It kept rolling and bumping against each other, making the sound of knocking on wood.

It is called, the ghost knocks on the coffin.

Obviously, the chicken blood paper-cut and the black dog hanging beast are used to fill this coffin.

The West Wing was listed as a forbidden place by the evil media, probably because they were afraid that they would find out that there were evil spirits here.

Yu Ran stepped out of the toilet, and took another look at the courtyard in the west wing.

The gaping door has been tightly closed, and the left and right windows have newspapers pasted on the inside, making it too dusty to see clearly.

The whole house is surrounded by high walls, like a face with closed eyes and mouth.

Looking for a chance to go in.

The young man looked away as if nothing had happened. Contrary to his indifferent expression, his heart was trembling with excitement, and the tips of his ears hidden in the curly hair were unconsciously stained with blood.

The crowd didn't find any clues in the ancestral hall, and the evil agent came to ask them not to leave the small courtyard of the ancestral hall after dusk, and the incense burner must not be turned off at night, otherwise terrible bad things would happen.

After the shadow media left, they went out to find clues according to the plan.

The village is still eerily quiet. The doors and windows of every house are closed, not to mention people, even poultry and livestock are nowhere to be seen, as if all living things have evaporated out of thin air.

"I... I'm a little scared." Chen Tong hid behind Shen Tongyu. If everyone hadn't come out, she wouldn't dare to wander around in the village.

Shen Tongyu comforted: "It's okay, we are all here."

The six people acted separately according to the previous groups.

Yu Ran and Yan Shiche looked along the edge of the village.

There is a small village, with 44 people in a dozen or so households at most, and the fields are scattered among the houses, very close together.

Nothing was planted in the field, half a meter of weeds had grown, and the branches and leaves were withered and yellow, and they were scattered and growing.

This is winter, or the long period after the autumn harvest.Smoldering judgment, or after a prolonged drought.

The two stepped on the ridge of the field and passed through several houses one after the other.

The cold wind blows from the gaps in the grass, and Yu Ran always feels that someone is secretly peeping.

Those lanterns were all extinguished during the day, and the dark red paper cages hung lifelessly under the eaves after losing their light.

The window of the black hole was also mostly covered with paper-cuts with the Chinese character “囍”, making it impossible to see the scene inside clearly.

Yu Ran's footsteps suddenly paused, his dark brown eyes alertly stopped on the greasy window.

If he read it correctly, a black figure seemed to have flashed there just now, hiding in the dark glass gap behind the division of the Chinese character "囍", panicked and hidden.

"There are eyes everywhere." Yan Shiche's voice sounded behind him, "Windows, door cracks, tile gaps, they are everywhere."

The sticky eyesight follows everywhere, making it hard to ignore.

Yu Ran fell into deep thought, "What is this village taboo about?"

If it is said that he brought Yan Shiche into the script, which changed the plot trajectory in the dark, and combined with the actions of those villagers who were different from the script information, then the extra men must be the key to solving the problem.

He thought of the "one more" chanted by the negative media, and his thoughts fell into trouble.

"I don't know." Yan Shiche didn't bother to use his brain, raised his chin and faced the hut where the figure flashed by just now, "Go in and ask."

"Don't—" act rashly.

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, the man strode across the fence in front of the house and knocked on the wooden door.

"anyone there?"

Yu Ran pursed his lips, and said coldly: "If he is crazy, he will take the initiative to open the door obediently."

"Huh, the door doesn't seem to be locked." Yan Shiche raised the corners of his lips, and quickly pushed open a crack in the door before the people in the room could react.

Immediately after the door, a huge resistance hit, an old man's face was exposed to the sunlight through the crack of the door, and he spoke angry dialect, as if he was cursing.

Yu Ran stepped forward quickly and helped Yan Shiche hold the door panel. I don't know why the old man is so strong, except that he can see half of his face, he can't push it away anymore.

"There is a lock inside." Yan Shiche clicked his tongue, "How despicable."

The old man's face turned blue when he heard the words, he probably cursed in his heart, playing a hooligan to force his way into the house, I don't know who is despicable!

Yu Ran raised his head just in time to meet the other party's fierce eyes.

"As I said, I warned them early on, no one from the outside can come in." The old man muttered to himself, cursing, "Go away, beast, dog breed! So much—so much, it's a dead end When the time comes, none of you will be able to escape!”

so many?

Yu Ran looked at Yan Shiche who was on the side, what would happen if there was one more person to make everyone in the village so panic-stricken?

But the old man couldn't get any clues apart from his non-repetitive swear words, so Yu Ran had no choice but to put the question aside for the time being, and went back to the ancestral hall with Yan Shiche to gather with the others.

Shen Tongyu and Chen Tong came back first, and they found the same thing as Yu Ran, the villagers didn't seem to like to see people very much, the doors of every house were closed, and they didn't want to have any contact with them at all.

Chen Tong seemed to be a little frightened, and he was more silent than usual, standing under the locust tree without saying a word.

Cheng Xiyou and Qu Rui didn't arrive until noon.

But this time they brought an important news, they found the home of the ghost wedding bride.

"We saw a lot of unburnt paper money in front of the carpenter's shop in the village, and a big treasure box made of paper." Cheng Xiyou raised his hands and compared a square about one meter long, "Qu Rui Sister said, she said, uh..."

"I have learned that after the matchmaker and the married couple build a bridge, the man's family will send a betrothal gift to the woman's family before the wedding ceremony. Most of them are Mingbi paper clothes and paper-made jewelry." Qu Rui added Dao said, "As soon as the bride price arrives, it will be burned at the door of the house. In the whole village, only the carpenter burns paper in front of the door. I guess that is the bride's home."[1]

Cheng Xiyou nodded, "I wanted to go up to find clues, but the carpenter came back suddenly. The guy's arms were thicker than my legs, and he glared at us several times. We were afraid of causing trouble, so we looked at it from a distance. Hurry up. Come back and report."

"This is an important clue. We can find time to go and see it together." Shen Tongyu nodded, "The carpenter is now on guard, so let's not startle the snake for the time being. Why don't you take a good rest in the afternoon and don't sleep too deeply at night, so as not to cause trouble. "

"Okay, Brother Shen, it happens to be you and Chen Tong to watch the night tonight, just to catch up on sleep in the afternoon." Cheng Xiyou said with a grin, "Just thinking about it makes me nervous. Extinguish, alas, tell me, will something like a ghost blowing a lamp happen..."

Shen Tongyu patted him on the shoulder, "Don't scare yourself."

On the other side, Yu Ran noticed that Chen Tong's state was very strange, especially after Cheng Xiyou said those words, he couldn't help shaking.

That's right, it's strange that a ten-year-old girl who has never been out of society is not afraid of this kind of encounter.

He didn't pay much attention to the other party. Except for those who entered voluntarily like him, it was bad luck for others to enter the script, and no one else could help.

Lunch was still in the small hall, neither the village chief nor the shaman appeared, and everyone present finally satiated their stomachs comfortably.

After noon, everyone listened to Shen Tongyu's suggestion and went to the room to rest, while Yu Ran studied the miscellaneous information on the light screen again.

It may be due to the season. The sunshine in the village is very short, and the sky becomes dim at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone lit the kerosene lamps in the room one after another, and searched the small courtyard again without thinking, but found nothing.

At six o'clock in the evening, the village was completely shrouded in darkness, and Shen Tongyu and Chen Tong entered the ancestral hall.

Yu Ran watched the door of the ancestral hall slowly close, feeling more and more ominous in his heart.

This irritability lasted until he lay on the bed, staring at the flickering shadow cast by the kerosene lamp on the wall in a daze.

A dog appeared from the shadow.

Yan Shiche's fingers parted, and the dog in the shadow also opened its mouth.

Looking sideways at Yu Ran, the man was bored playing with hand shadows, his black hair was coated with a layer of warm light by the burning wick.

"You look like you've been bewitched." Yan Shiche said.

"I'm just weird." Yu Ran's curly forehead hair was scattered randomly, blocking his eyes, "The death rate marked in the script is more than [-]%, but nothing happened after a day."

In the dungeon of six people, the shooting time is almost one-fifth, but nothing happened, which is a bit unbelievable in itself.

Yu Ran is not born with an optimist spirit, thinking that they can become the chosen ones with a 100% survival rate. Unlike Shen Tongyu's evasive probability that he has been talking about, Yu Ran is more inclined to think rationally about how to make himself the one who survives. 50%.

Yan Shiche: "What do you want to happen?"

Yu Ran didn't say a word.

Rather than wanting something to happen, he wanted to know how death was triggered.

Horror films with an oriental background are generally divided into two types, unsolvable horror and unsolvable horror.In short, unsolvable horror films are about ghosts killing people, people hiding from ghosts, and people and ghosts fighting melee. There is no logic to avoid death, similar to "The Grudge".

And decipherable horror films, as the name suggests, can find ways to avoid ghosts and death in the film, such as "Midnight Ring".

The current situation, although everyone is still safe and alive, is actually not good news. They cannot perceive danger and find out the rules to avoid danger.

If this situation continues, the red line of death may be accidentally triggered during a certain exploration without knowing it, and the group may be destroyed before the mission is completed.

Although in Yu Ran's speculation, what they entered was at best a horror script combined with superstition and supernatural powers, but there was always a strong sense of disobedience in their hearts.

It seemed that some information was accidentally ignored by him, which brought not anxiety, but a vague, calculated annoyance.

Yu Ran buried his face in the pillow, and a muffled voice sounded, "Sleeping."

"Yeah." Yan Shiche snorted perfunctorily.

The wick quickly burned to the end, the puppy on the wall yawned in the fading firelight, and the room was completely swallowed by darkness.

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[1] The custom comes from dark marriage data

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