Chapter 194 The Crazy Woman Singing
As Zhang Yue stepped forward, another figure seemed to be flying past Zhang Yue.
Everyone in the live broadcast room saw it.
However, this time, Zhang Yue stretched out his hand and grabbed the figure directly.
The next second, the lens of Zhang Yue's cell phone was focused on the person he was holding.
What I saw under the camera was the pale face of a twelve or three-year-old child.
It was a little chubby guy who was caught by Zhang Yue. He kept struggling, but found that he couldn't get away no matter what.
"You, let me go."
"You kid, why are you running away?" Zhang Yue asked.
【Why is it a child again? 】
[Why do children like to come to a place like this in the middle of the night? Don’t they have to go home and do their homework? Won’t their parents look for it? 】
【This child seems to be from a poor family, and the clothes he is wearing seem to be from the 1970s and 1980s. 】
【Speaking of which, do you really think this child is a human? 】
【Is it possible that he is the child who died in the Huai City Textile Factory Middle School? 】
【No way? 】
[If he was a ghost, how could he be caught by the anchor? Could it be that the anchor is a hidden master of metaphysics? 】
Zhang Yue: Is it possible that I am not a human, but a ghost, or the king of ghosts?
Of course Zhang Yue saw that the child was a ghost.
And he sensed that this kid had been dead for at least fifty years, which meant that the netizens in the live broadcast room were right.
This child may be a student of Huai City Textile Factory Middle School.
The child seemed to be in panic, and it seemed as if he heard Zhang Yue's questions.
"Child, I'm asking you, why are you running?"
At this moment, the child seemed to remember something, his eyes were full of fear, "There is a murderer, there is a man with a knife If you want to kill someone, run quickly, run quickly..."
"Let me go, I have to run, otherwise I will be chased by him and killed by him."
Said. After that, the child started struggling violently again.
This time, Zhang Yue let go of his hand.
The moment he let go, the child disappeared with a swish.
The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly.
【Did you hear it? There is actually a murderer hiding here! 】
【It looks like the child is being chased. 】
[Anchor, call the police immediately. 】
【You are still holding a knife, anchor, you should run away quickly, or you will meet a murderer, and I'm afraid you won't be able to stop him. 】
At this moment, some netizens are already preparing to call the police at any time.
Zhang Yue saw the barrage, and his expression was relatively relaxed.
He touched his chin and said, "There is actually a murderer. It's okay. If this murderer encounters me, I can easily subdue him with a cannon, let alone a knife."< br>
Zhang Yue thought, this child is a ghost and will be hunted down, so the person chasing him must also be a ghost.
Since he is a ghost, what does he, the ghost king, have to be afraid of?
And...
There is one more thing that Zhang Yue did not say.
That kid just now had a human life involved in him.
He looked at the direction in which the child ghost was escaping. Although he was not the person directly killed by the child, he died because of the child.
The causal thread on the child ghost's body is scarlet.
This means that this child is not a good person either.
Then, the man chasing him is not necessarily bad.
And here, the netizens in the live broadcast room were almost pissed off by Zhang Yue.
[You, a new anchor, are too arrogant to say such big words. 】
【Don’t you know that people who tell lies tend to die faster? 】【I have a hunch that this anchor will definitely meet the murderer later. 】
[The anchor is just cannon fodder. 】
【It’s hard to persuade a damned person with good words. 】
Zhang Yue: Thank you for your concern, but I died more than a hundred years ago.
Zhang Yue is not the kind who likes to talk big, he is really sure.
“Family members, let’s keep moving forward.”
Zhang Yue walked into each teaching building with his camera. Along the way, he met another child.
This time it was a chubby little girl.
The little girl, like the chubby little girl, was also running for her life, saying in horror that there was a murderer.
Netizens once again persuaded Zhang Yue to leave quickly. Some netizens have even started to call the police, saying that there is a murderer hiding in Huaishi Textile Factory Middle School.
Zhang Yue let the little girl go again.
Looking in the direction where the little girl left, his eyes were also a little cold.
Because the little girl, like the chubby little one, has a scarlet causal line hidden on her body, which is proof that they killed someone indirectly.
Not long after letting the little girl go, Zhang Yue suddenly heard singing coming from the front.
Or humming, humming a tune.
【Oh my God, my scalp is going numb. 】
【Family members, can you imagine? In this haunted and abandoned school, there is actually singing in the middle of the night. It's so breathtaking no matter how you look at it. 】
【Anchor, something is wrong, run away quickly. 】
[The voice sounded like a female voice. 】
【Why do I feel that it is very similar to what my mother told me before, the tune my grandmother used to put her to sleep when she was a child? 】
“Since everyone is so curious, let’s follow the direction of the singing.”
Zhang Yue took his mobile phone and walked in the direction of the singing.
Ahead, a vague figure seems to have entered the lens.
[See, see, very thin. 】
【It’s a woman! 】
As Zhang Yue approached, people in the live broadcast room also saw the man's appearance clearly.
It was a woman who looked like she was in her thirties.
That is, she had disheveled hair and was holding a rag doll in her arms. She was hugging the rag doll as if she were hugging her child. Her eyes were very gentle and she was humming softly. Singing.
She didn't seem to notice Zhang Yue's approach, just immersed in her own world.
【Family members, have you noticed? The clothes this woman is wearing are from the 1970s and 1980s. 】
【Blue work clothes, what words are embroidered on them. 】
【Those work clothes look like the clothes that factory workers would wear in the 1970s and 1980s. 】
At that time, workers were an iron rice bowl, and it was also a profession that seemed superior to others.
[Family members, I really want to see that word clearly. That is Huaishi Textile Factory. Oh my god, my scalp is going numb! 】
In Huai City Textile Factory Middle School, a place that has been abandoned for half a century, a crazy woman wearing factory clothes from more than fifty years ago appeared.
How can this not make people think too much.
[Anchor, this woman is a ghost, right? 】
【She must have died half a century ago. 】
Netizens’ speculations are not unreasonable.
After all, this environment and the Huaishi Textile Factory closed down half a century ago.
[Actually, it’s possible that someone is cosplaying. Maybe this woman is cosplaying, and she’s pretending to be crazy. 】
[Anchor, tell me, is this woman hired by you? 】