Chapter 493 Game
Liu Jun, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea that a group of ghosts were thinking of how to teach him a lesson.
"Prick, prick, prick" came the sound from the intercom on the table. The ghost baby was startled, and then he threw the intercom out in anger.
"Hey, I'm Mr. Xiong. Have you slept? Come out and play a game together. The place is in the church below, on the first floor."
Little Bear and his followers, and The young couple anchors went down to the first floor together and waited for the others.
Playing games was suggested by the young couple Piao Siwu. They broadcast the environment of the castle for a while and found that the audience seemed to have little interest in it.
That’s why I want to play games, find something to talk about, and find something that the audience is interested in.
Except for Liu Jun, everyone is basically going downstairs, waiting to play games.
Six or seven candles were placed in the church. I can’t say how useful they were, but they at least illuminated a place.
The reason why electric lights are not used is not because of the electricity problem, but because the atmosphere is wrong. Are you playing a supernatural game and have two electric lights here? It’s not exciting either. It’s better to get some colorful lanterns and dance around with ghosts.
"Brother Liu isn't here?" Little Bear glanced around and asked, not seeing Liu Jun.
"I guess he slept to death, don't worry about him" Xiaoyu said angrily, she was still waiting for Liu Jun to help her get rid of the bear, but pretending to be her brother didn't count, she just fell asleep here. , do nothing.
"Ah, haha, let's play first." Little Bear pointed to a table and six chairs in the middle of the church.
Participants, Xiao Xiong, mercenary Yu Feng, fluttering and dancing, this young couple, Xiao Gao, Xiao Yu.
Little Bear’s follower and the supernatural anchor did not participate and watched from the side.
Piaopiaosiwu started the live broadcast before taking a seat.
The barrage on the mobile phone screen suddenly flooded the screen:
"The anchor is so powerful, this place actually dares to broadcast live"
"What is this? Look at the things on the table, the pen , and paper, this is a game of recruiting ghosts.”
“More than that, you all don’t know that the host’s location is in the Ghost Castle in Haishi. In that place, nearly a hundred people died at one time. Later, Some people went on an adventure and all of them died"
"The correct answer upstairs, I am also from Haishi"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" the special effects sound of rockets in the live broadcast room.
All the barrage was urging the anchor to start quickly. Naturally, Piao Siwu and his wife could see what was going on in the live broadcast room, and their faces were filled with joy. Another big wave of income
“Come on, let’s Let’s get started”
There is a larger piece of paper on the table, with numbers, letters, etc. and some Chinese characters on it.
The Chinese characters are: yes, no. whether. men and women. OK.
This piece of paper was given to me by the supernatural anchor Xiao Geng, who also placed a candle on the table.
The function of candles is the same as the principle of placing candles during tomb robbing. The flame of the candle shakes violently, which means that the ghost attracted has great mood swings. If the flame goes out, it means that the ghost is angry or has left.
Because there were so many people, everyone could only tie a rope on their index finger and tie the other end to the pen, and then they chanted in unison: "Bi Xian, Bi Xian, you are my previous life, I am your life, if you come, move the bowl."
I chanted this three times, a gust of wind blew, turned around, and the pen began to move, slowly moving to "Yes" .
The strange thing is that people feel this sinister wind, but the candle has no effect at all, but the original red flame turns blue.
The barrage on the mobile phone during the live broadcast started again.
“Oh my God, is there really a ghost? The pen started to move”
“It’s true, the candles have changed color”
“There’s a fart, I He is an atheist, this is the trick the anchor plays to gain attention”
But no matter what they said, the number of people in the live broadcast room and the gifts continued to grow.
The pen movement just now was like dancing. Although they were both nervous and scared, they were very excited to see so many gifts in the live broadcast room.
Looking at the people around, Xiaoyu is doing better, but Xiaogao has become nervous, and the hand holding the rope is shaking.
"Don't shake, and don't let go. Before Bi Xian is sent away, whoever lets go first will be in bad luck." Little Bear saw that Xiao Gao was nervous and scared, and quickly reminded him. Xiaoyu stretched out her free hand and grabbed one of Xiaogao's hands, signaling not to be nervous.
"Don't be nervous, don't let go, start asking questions next, don't forget the taboos I mentioned."
The little bear looked around and reminded him again.
The supernatural anchor Xiao Geng, who was not far away, looked nervous. He discovered something was wrong. The person who came to be the pen fairy this time seemed not to be the lonely ghosts around, but a ghost. A fierce ghost who has killed people.
"Young Master Xiong, send him away, something's not right," Xiao Geng warned.
"What's wrong? What's all the fuss about? There's not a coward here." Before Little Bear could say anything, mercenary Yu Feng couldn't help it. The pen did move just now. According to his intuition, absolutely There is something controlling, exciting. Someone actually wants to stop such an exciting thing. Can he be willing?
"It's okay, Brother Geng. It's not you who is doing this. What are you afraid of?" Little Bear grinned and didn't take it seriously at all. After all, he has watched Xiao Geng's live broadcast of ghost hunting for a long time, and he has a fairly good understanding of Xiao Geng's strength. At the same time, he also knows that Bixian is generally a lonely ghost and has no powerful characters.
His idea is that Li Gui is not interested in playing this kind of game with them, but only knows some deadly games.
Xiao Geng was hesitant to say something, but he was afraid of making Young Master Xiong unhappy, so he finally endured it, holding on to a glimmer of hope that this evil ghost would have a good temper and would not want their lives.
"Bixian, Bixian, I want to know, can I make a lot of money if I invest in development here this time?" Little Bear asked the first question with excitement.
The pen started to move, and after a few turns, it stopped at yes, which meant that I could make a lot of money.
"Come on, next one." The little bear got an answer he was satisfied with and let the next person ask questions with satisfaction.
"Bixian, Bixian, I want to know when I can get a wife." It was Xiao Gao's turn. Xiao Gao was a little nervous and didn't dare to say it for a long time. Finally, Mr. Xiong's follower couldn't help it and asked from behind. Dao, unexpectedly, he did not participate, and Bixian was willing to answer.
The pen began to move again, and I drew on the five words yyqbs.
“What do you mean?” Everyone, look at me and I look at you. Who can translate it for Bixian? This is too difficult.
"Could it be the initials? Think about it, which sentence fits it?" Mr. Xiong suggested.
"No, I'll never marry you." Yu Feng hesitated.
As soon as he finished speaking, the pen quickly moved to the "yes" position and drew a circle.
Master Xiong’s follower suddenly looked ashen. His biggest dream was to own a car, a house, a wife and children, but half of it would not come true.
"Oh, it's okay. Brother, help me. Come on, Xiaoyu, come on." Mr. Xiong comforted his follower, then jumped over Xiaogao and let Xiaoyu speak first.
"Huh? Can you tell me which direction my destined son is?" Xiaoyu hesitated for a few seconds.
The pen moved again, drawing towards the east side of the paper, and stopped at the edge of the paper. This direction happened to be the direction of Mr. Xiong, and Mr. Xiong immediately danced with joy.
Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, she didn't believe it even to death, the destined son would be Mr. Xiong, he would be next.
The next one is mercenary Yu Feng. Yu Feng feels that he has been seeking excitement and wandering crazily on the edge of life and death. Why not ask himself when he will die?
"Bi Xian, Bi Xian, when will I die?" As soon as Yu Feng's words came out, the pen turned around crazily for several times, and finally drew a j and a w.
Supernatural anchor Xiao Geng clenched the mahogany sword in his hand, ready to rush forward at any time.
"What does it mean? Which word is the first letter of?" Yu Feng didn't understand what it meant. He asked around, but no one could figure it out, so he had to ask the next person.
The next one is the man in the young couple Piao Piao Si Wu, Piao Piao.
Piaopiao glanced at Siwu, and suddenly said: "Bixian, Bixian, the one I love, is she devoted to me?"
Bi slowly moved towards me. The words "No" moved in different directions. Xi Wu's heart was in his throat, and Piao Piao also looked nervous.
As a result, the pen turned around and drew another circle on the word "Yes".
Obviously feeling it, Xiwu breathed a sigh of relief.
"You seem nervous?" Piaopiao looked at her girlfriend and asked.
"I'm not nervous because you are asking such a strange question. What if the brush strokes are wrong and you don't believe me?" Si Wu pretended to be angry and told Piaopiao.
Piaopiao fell silent, and it was time for his girlfriend Xiwu to ask Bixian.
(End of this chapter)