Chapter 691 Why Does It Feel Like Someone Is Sitting on the Neck

On the third basement floor, it was damp and cold. The male anchor Huang Hu took his mobile phone and began to explore the haunted house.

"I don't need to introduce any more about this haunted house. You can find countless rumors, true or false, just by searching the Internet."

"Every scene here has derived strange stories, such as the doll that will always follow behind, the student model that may appear at any time and any place, and the ballpoint pen that will have an accident when you ask about marriage, etc. "

"There are many strange stories, and I believe everyone is also very curious, which ones are true and which ones are false? Today I am in this haunted house, and I will personally reveal the answers for everyone."

He took out a piece of white paper and a ballpoint pen from his black backpack, and went into the next ward: "The strange talk about the pen fairy was the first to cause a sensation on the Internet. It is said that there was a strange man named Fei Youliang at that time." , moved Bixian with his sincerity. He was the first person to really see Bixian in the haunted house, and he was also the first person who was sent to the hospital directly after visiting. At that time, many tourists were witnesses. All this It's all true."

Glancing at the barrage, Huanghu put the pen and paper in his hand on the bed in the ward, and put on a serious expression: "Now I will try this game myself, you heard me right, I will play this game in this full-blown game." In the haunted house of Guai Tan, I will broadcast the pen fairy game live for you!"

The atmosphere was already in place, Huang Hu leaned his mobile phone on the pillow of the hospital bed, knelt down on the side of the hospital bed, and picked up the ballpoint pen he brought in.

"Guys, I'm about to start, I hope you don't blink every second, because I don't know what's going to happen."

With a serious tone, he put the ballpoint pen on the white paper very cautiously: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, and I am your present life. Can you tell me who my future wife will be?"

Underground of the haunted house, the dark ward is surrounded by dead silence.

In this environment, Huanghu focused on the nib of the pen.

At one second, two seconds, and at the third second, Huanghu's ring finger hidden in the palm lightly touched the penholder, and the ballpoint pen standing on the white paper moved indiscernibly.

"coming!"

Shocked, Huanghu's expression changed drastically. He glanced at the phone screen and made a silent gesture to the camera.

Still motionless, he waited by the bed for another minute before slowly standing up.

He put the white paper in front of the camera,

Pointing to the slanted handwriting on the top: "You all saw that after I started the game, the ballpoint pen did move by itself! The pen fairy should have really appeared! As for why she didn't come over, I guess she might be afraid of me This ancestral jade pendant around the neck."

Turning the camera back to himself, Huang Hu said with lingering fear: "I know you may still not believe it, and this handwriting doesn't explain too much, but next I will use Ma Xian's method to judge whether this haunted house is really hidden or not. There is evil spirit."

Huang Hu walked out of the ward with his mobile phone: "The corridors here are very gloomy. It may be because they are built underground. Walking in them, the whole body is covered with cold sweat."

Turning the camera, the yellow fox looked behind him: "The dolls and student models didn't appear, but I found another very scary thing."

He pointed to the doors of the wards on both sides of the corridor: "When I entered the room just now, the doors of many wards were half-opened, but if you look at it now, the doors of many rooms have been completely opened! It feels like just now. It's like something has come out!"

Messages were drawn across the screen. Some viewers noticed these anomalies and began to make various guesses. Of course, some people wondered whether all this was directed and acted by Huang Hu.

"I know that many of you don't believe it, so I will use the method passed down from generation to generation to verify for you. My grandfather once told the younger generation not to try this method easily. I am making an exception for everyone today." Huang Hu actually He wasn't too scared, he and Li Xu had already agreed on the script, and he felt that Li Xu opened those doors just now.

"This method of testing is called going out of the vagina, and it's also called feeding Yin rice." Huanghu reached out and took out a small black bag from his trousers pocket. Inside was a piece of wet black cloth. When he opened the wet cloth, there was a handful of white rice in the middle: "In Sprinkle a handful of cloudy rice at the fork in the road, then walk through the doors of each room in turn, and when you reach the fourth room, sprinkle a handful of rice at the door, then open the door and enter the house, stamping your feet."

"Sprinkle a few grains of rice in the house after finishing, and go out of the room. If the shape of the scattered rice grains outside the door is different from before, then enter the house again and repeat four times. If the surrounding area is not clean, when entering the house for the last time, We will see 'strangers', because that time we did not enter our own home, but entered the vulva by mistake accompanied by 'them'."

"This is the way my grandparents used to look at the yin house. I hope that everyone will not try it casually, so as not to be followed home by something."

After Huanghu said this, he walked to the corner of the stairs, picked up a few grains of rice and sprinkled them at the entrance of the corridor. It was strange to say that after he left, there were a lot less rice grains on the ground.

"It's officially started now." Huang Hu took a deep breath, with a solemn expression, as if he was doing something very dangerous.

He sprinkled a few grains of rice outside the fourth ward from the left, then opened the door of the ward and entered the room.

Turning the camera of the mobile phone, Huanghu took pictures of everything in the house: "Everyone remember the position of each object in the house, and they may change by themselves later."

After scanning the bullet screens, Huanghu fixed the phone on the hospital bed, from which he could just see the door of the hospital room.

"Be careful, there may be strangers coming in later." He opened the door and walked out, sprinkled a few grains of rice, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

In a place where the camera couldn't capture, Huang Hu took out another mobile phone and pressed a key to dial. After two rings, he hung up directly. This was the secret signal he and Li Xu had arranged.

He turned his head and glanced at the place where Li Xu was hiding, but the other party did not respond to him.

"Where's the person? He's still putting on makeup?" Huang Hu didn't dare to disappear from the live broadcast room for too long. After staying for a few seconds, he opened the door again. He looked nervously at the mobile phone that was broadcasting and said, "I seem to have heard it just now." Footsteps! It came from the entrance of the corridor! Something is coming, and it is getting closer and closer to me."

After finishing speaking, Huanghu sprinkled rice and walked out of the ward again.

He looked at the corridor, and there was a dead silence, like a black ocean.

Called Li Xu's cell phone again, it rang three or four times, but still no one responded: "Did this guy drop me at a critical moment?"

"I can't get through the phone, what the hell is that guy doing?" I was agitated, and the back of Huanghu's neck was inexplicably itchy. He scratched it a few times: "Why does it feel like someone is sitting on his neck?"