Chapter 382 Story and Audience (Please subscribe, please collect, please give monthly tickets, please recommend votes)
Su Yuan got on the car of unknown origin, and the vehicle started slowly and drove forward.
In the car, it was possible to roughly see the appearance of these young people. Generally speaking, Su Yuan felt like a group of college students.
In fact, Su Yuan's guess was not wrong. These people were indeed students from a certain university. They formed such a spirit-detecting group because of their hobbies. Although it was only formed for fun at first, It just happened by accident, but it really attracted a lot of fans, so it was a regular live broadcast.
There is not that much of a barrier between young people. After chatting for a few words, they soon became familiar with each other. Although Su Yuan said that he dressed a little weird, but when they started talking, Still very normal.
The driver is Wang Ming, who is responsible for logistics. His main job in this small team is to rent equipment and pick up and drop off team members.
The two girls at the back are named Zhang Xiuxiu and Song Xiaomeng. They are the hosts responsible for the live broadcast. There is a technical geek named Gao Song who is responsible for post-production, and the one carrying the camera is Zhang Liang.
Five people formed a small team. I don’t know if they are crazy or just accustomed to it. They only asked a few questions about Su Yuan’s dressing up and then fooled them.
But in the end, it was because we were not too familiar with each other, so we quickly couldn’t find the topic of conversation, and the atmosphere in the car was a little awkward for a while.
The man driving the car said: "Well, do you mind if I play some radio?"
"Of course, you can do whatever you want, I have no influence."
Su Yuan said nonchalantly.
These people were a little strange. After he got in the car, they didn't say where they were going or ask him where they were going. They just kept driving along the road as if they had no destination. .
Also, Su Yuan also tried signing in. These people are not ghosts, but they give people a very strange feeling.
So he remained silent, wanting to see what medicine these people were selling.
"Hiss. Hiss"
The radio in the car was turned on. Along with the sound of electric current friction and the sound of snowflakes, a slightly cold male voice sounded.
"Welcome to the "Midnight Ghost Story Program", I am your old friend... A Ming, the night is very dark tonight, the night is dark and windy, it is the time to tell ghost stories..."< br>
As if he was worried that Su Yuan would be scared, Wang Ming said slightly embarrassed: "Hahaha, brother, listen to the ghost There should be no problem with the story, right? To be honest, this is what we are talking about."
"I don't care, just listen." Su Yuan said indifferently: "But as the saying goes, If you don’t talk about ghosts in the middle of the night, what if you listen to ghost stories at night and attract a real ghost? ”
"Ha, don't be ridiculous, there are no ghosts in this world!"
Obviously, these people didn't take it seriously, especially the girls in the back seat, who were even more amused.
“If there really is a ghost, and we went to so many places with rumors of haunting for filming, wouldn’t we have been haunted by ghosts for a long time.”
Su Yuan smiled, no. No, at this time, the eerie storytelling voice also came from the radio.
“Today, the story we are going to tell is the story of a midnight hitchhiker.”
"There were a few young people who, because of their hobbies, formed a small group for live streaming of souls. One day, after the live broadcast of souls, on their way back, they met a man in a blue robe with a strange figure. The man..."
Su Yuan: "..."
Wang Ming: "..."
Others: "..."
Good guy, isn’t this about me?
I have to admit that this gloomy tone and the environment are perfectly combined, and the impact is indeed not small.
Along with a seemingly inexplicable coldness, the carriage became increasingly silent.
Even the whispers of the girls in the back seat stopped. For a moment, the atmosphere in the car was eerily silent.
Wang Ming’s heart, in particular, was almost in his throat at this time. He only felt that the extremely quiet atmosphere at this time made it difficult for him to breathe.
“Haha...haha...”
Zhang Liang's laughter came from behind, seeming to relieve the awkwardness of this atmosphere.
Of course, the main purpose should be to relieve the depression on this kind of vehicle.
But Su Yuan did not say anything, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a strange smile.
The light reflected from nowhere outside the car window shone on his slightly pale face, flickering on and off, which indeed gave people a terrifying and cold feeling.
However,
At this moment,
Su Yuan saw a hand and slowly reached over.
Wang Ming reached out to himself.
Su Yuan glanced at him strangely and found that his eyes were staring straight ahead. His face seemed a little pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his stretched out hand was trembling, as if he was extremely nervous.
“What are you going to do?”
As I remembered Su Yuan's faint voice, I could clearly feel a sudden brake.
At this time, the radio also said eerily:
“The young people driving the car noticed something was wrong, so they wanted to verify it. According to old legend, ghosts have no body temperature. There was no heartbeat, and there was no trace, so the man driving the car wanted to verify it, and he stretched out his hand towards the man..."
Hearing this, Wang Ming retracted his hand in embarrassment.
“Ahaha, I’m just kidding you.”
For a while, the car fell into a quiet atmosphere again.
Su Yuan only found it a little funny: "Don't you guys not believe in this?"
". It's still somewhat taboo."
Facing the somewhat sarcastic dodge Looking at his eyes, Su Yuan stretched out his hand speechlessly: "Then touch and see if there is body temperature."
"I'm sorry"
As he said that, Wang Ming stretched out a hand and touched Su Yuan's ghost hand. He immediately retracted his hand in shock, with fear on his face.
Because the hand was so cold, it felt like a piece of ice. It didn't look like a human hand at all, but rather like a dead person.
Stiff and cold.
This is actually Chu Renmei’s ghost hand. It’s not surprising at all to feel this way.
Because this is a pair of hands belonging to a ghost.
"How is it? Do you want to try again?"
"No, no need to try"
Listening to Su Yuan's somewhat gloomy voice, Wang Ming's face was full of fear, and his hands were busy Confused, he turned off the radio station, fearing that the radio station would tell some horrific story next, and what happened to the next few people would be exactly what the radio station said.
"Since I'm not going to try, why are you still hesitating? Let's drive!" Su Yuan said with a straight face as he glared.
“Brother! Where are you going?” I want to write the fourth chapter, but it feels a bit difficult.
(End of this chapter)