Strange talk live room

Is there a woman in a red dress outside?

Why didn't I see it when it was closed just now?

The water friends in the live broadcast room don’t know each other, so it’s impossible for them all to collude to trick me. Their opinions are surprisingly consistent, and there is definitely something out there.

Standing at the door, my scalp was numb.

This is the scariest place. Everyone says there are people outside, but I can't see anything.

I dared to put my eyes on the cat's eye again. In my distorted vision, the corridor was dim, with no figure and no sound.

It seems that the woman in the red dress that the water friend mentioned has not come over.

I withdrew my gaze, turned around, and looked at the woman on the bed again with doubts.

Although she no longer screamed, she was still staring at the door, her body shivering in the corner of the bed, her long white legs exposed outside her skirt, and she didn't even notice that her movements had been revealed.

Her fear showed that there was indeed something outside, but she didn't know if it was the woman in the red dress that the water friend saw that she was afraid of.

After thinking about it, I walked slowly to the bed.

"Can we talk?" I was sure that she was a human being and I wasn't too worried about the danger of being in the same room with her. After all, she was just a weak woman.

She gave me the mobile phone, and it also appeared in Room 4 of Baozi Shop. This is definitely not a coincidence. She must know something. I have to find a way to get something out of her.

"Don't open the door, it's outside." The woman raised her head, looked at me through her messy black hair with red eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, I won't open it." There was only one bed in the room, so I tried to sit on the other side of the bed, smiled, and tried to look friendly.

In order to prevent her from being sexually assaulted by the obscene friends in the live broadcast room, I switched the camera, which aroused their dissatisfaction.

"Strongly opposed! Why did the anchor switch the perspective? The benefits should be shared by everyone!"

"The anchor is going to attack the girl, she is just a beast!"

"Let go of that girl and let me do it!"

I ignored them and continued to smile at the woman.

"Although this is our second meeting, I haven't had time to introduce myself yet. My surname is Li. You can call me Boss Li. What about you, what is your name?"

A trace of confusion flashed in the woman's eyes, and she shook her head: "I don't know."

I don't know if she was just pretending or if she really didn't remember. She said the same thing in my shop last time.

"Then let's call you Sister Hong for now. Sister Hong, is there something scary outside?"

"I don't know." Sister Hong still shook her head.

"Uh" I was speechless for a while, "You don't even know, so what are you afraid of?"

"I have no idea."

Sister Hong kept saying this sentence over and over again. Normally, I would have thought she was mentally retarded, but now I think she was definitely pretending to be stupid on purpose.

"Then why are you here? Don't you know what the Eight Immortals Bun Shop is?"

"I don't know how I got here, but I know I must stay here tonight, otherwise something terrible will happen." Sister Hong stopped at this point.

"It's scary to live here!" I frowned, "Then do you know what happened in Room 4?"

"I don't know, the boss asked me to live in this room." Sister Hong covered her mouth and yawned. She looked very tired and sleepy, and leaned her head on the corner of the wall in exhaustion.

"The boss asked you to live in room 4?" I frowned even more. If you rented out the room even though you knew there was something wrong with it, the old man wasn't a good person either.

Sister Hong stopped talking, looking like she wanted to sleep but didn't dare to sleep. Her eyes were constantly staring at the door vigilantly, as if something terrible would run in at any time.

From the look on her face, it was impossible to ask any questions.

I hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​threatening with a knife. There were so many water friends in the live broadcast room staring at me, and they would definitely regard me as a bad guy.

It's better to wait until the live broadcast is over and then argue with her slowly.

The room fell silent.

When a man and a woman live alone in the same room, the atmosphere is not only not ambiguous, but also full of weirdness.

The doors and windows were closed, the small room was airtight and the air was stuffy.

The faint smell of blood seemed to remind that a bloody tragedy had occurred in this room not long ago, making people dare not relax for a moment.

I loosened the collar of my shirt and lit a cigarette impatiently. I began to think about why the water friends could see the woman in the red dress outside, but I couldn't.

If I don't understand this issue clearly, and I don't know when danger is coming, it will be very bad.

"Why hasn't the anchor taken action? I'll wait until the flowers wither!"

"The anchor is worse than a beast!"

"Anchor, are you okay? If not, tell me earlier. Don't waste my traffic!"

The number of people in the live broadcast room decreased again. Looking at the barrage flashing on the screen, my heart suddenly moved.

The picture that water friends see is taken by a mobile phone, but I see things through my eyes. To be precise, the two are not the same picture. Could it be that this mobile phone can capture things that ordinary people cannot see with the naked eye?

Thinking of this, I couldn't wait to verify it. I took my phone and scanned the entire room, even the bathroom. However, there was nothing extra in the room in the video.

"What is the anchor doing? This camera is making my head spin."

"Is the anchor checking if there is a camera in the room? With so much experience, he must be an experienced driver!"

"You upstairs, you are so stupid! Isn't he just broadcasting live? Does he still care about whether there is a camera?"

The water friends were very confused by me, but I was slightly relieved, at least it proved that the room was safe. Then he looked at the door, hesitating whether to open the door or not to verify the presence of the woman in the red dress outside.

Regardless of whether there is a real ghost or not, discover it early and deal with it early.

"It's coming." Sister Hong's trembling cry suddenly came from behind.

I turned around and saw her huddled in the corner of the bed, her eyes wide open, full of fear.

"Who? The woman outside?" Her fearful look made me feel nervous.

"It's coming! It's coming!" Sister Hong's scream was louder than the scream, and her body shrank back desperately, wishing to squeeze herself into the wall.

it?

he?

Or her?

Before I had time to react, the light bulb above my head flickered twice and suddenly went out.

The room suddenly fell into darkness.

Sister Hong’s screams stopped abruptly.

Inside and outside the room, there was deathly silence.

"Sister Hong?" I shouted, but there was no response.

My heart was beating nervously. I didn't know if it was an illusion. Although I couldn't see anything, I could clearly feel that something was at the door.

Forcing myself to calm down, I turned on the flashlight on my phone, pointed it at the door, and looked at the screen.

The cold white light shone on the old door panel, and the water friends in the live broadcast room were confused.

"This poor acting, this shit plot, bad review!"

"So boring! I regret it a bit. Why should I see it now?"

"Is there really a ghost? This atmosphere makes people a little scared."

I didn't care what they thought, I stared at the screen tightly, for fear that something would really get in.

My only trump card is the soul-suppressing talisman given by Wang Laizi. I don't know whether it is real or fake. If there is a ghost, should I use the sword first or the talisman first?

Click——

The soft sound of the lock spring beating was heard.

Immediately afterwards, the locked door was opened again.

Creaking——

The door was slowly pushed inward, and the sound of the wooden shaft rubbing was particularly harsh in the silence.

The cold air rushed in faintly.

Eyes wide open, I held my breath and put my hand in my pocket, holding both the Swiss knife and the calming charm.

In the black and white screen, the door slowly opened a gap, and a pale and slender hand reached in and grabbed the door panel.