"I have an MMP that I want to slap the anchor in the face!"

"Don't watch it if you're afraid, it's easy to live broadcast. ”

"But...... Curious. ”

"This is your own death. ”

The flickering screen suddenly freezes on one screen, and a scene that many people are very familiar with - even if they haven't actually seen it, they have definitely heard of it.

It was an ancient well that looked very old, and some stripes that looked like data anomalies appeared on the black and white screen from time to time, adding a bit of horror.

"it, Sadako?"

"This plot shouldn't be what I thought!"

The camera zooms in, gradually probing towards the well, and finally stands still directly above the wellhead, below which is a boundless darkness, enough to hide the darkness of everything that should not exist.

It always felt like something was crawling out of it at any moment.

“…… Brothers, I'll withdraw first, and I'll be back in three minutes, if there are still people alive in the live broadcast room at that time, I hope to tell me about your experience. ”

"Take me one, I'll withdraw too!"

"You're all gone, what if you leave us alone?"

"Although it feels like death...... But I can't control myself!"

As the successor of communism, I have nothing to fear!"

"The streamer is back!"

"Great, I've never felt so secure. ”

Someone heard the sound of approaching footsteps, and soon the camera was picked up, and Xing Li's figure reappeared on the screen.

He held a tablet-like object in his hand, glanced at the camera, and then turned to the computer screen with the problem: "When did this become like this? Could it be that it is still divided into several stages?"

"Anchor, you're too calm, aren't you?!"

"It's definitely not true, just look at the attitude of the stars, and I don't know what you're afraid of. ”

"It's only changed for about ten seconds, and nothing strange has yet had time to crawl out of it. ”

"Yes......" Xing Li put down the two things in his hand and looked closer at the gloomy wellmouth on the computer screen, "It looks terrifying." ”

Even if you don't change your tone, it's scary?

The anchor looked indifferent. ”

"Xingluo is really much calmer than you guys, one or two are so scared across the screen, why don't you look at others, ahhhh

"What the hell?"

“bce872gfy43bvc8……”

"It's crawling up! Oh my god!"

At this moment, I don't know how many people who are watching the live broadcast have dropped their mobile phones, and those who are watching the computer simply threw themselves down.

But they don't care about feeling sorry for their phones or themselves, and they all want to stay away from the video as much as possible, and they even forget about such simple things as quitting or shutting down for a while.

If you just see that picture, it won't scare them like this.

But compared to the glance that you can't necessarily see clearly, what is deeper is the fear that comes out of nowhere, overflowing in the heart. This sudden emotion suppressed all other thoughts, completely unaware of the current strange situation.

Xing Li was stunned for a moment, and instinctive fear surged into his brain, but his hand did not hesitate at all—he slapped the display screen next to him onto the display screen of the same brand as it.

I slapped the ball of something I don't know what it was.

There was obviously a not-so-low resistance in his hand, but he still forcibly pressed it down.

As the two LCD screens closed, the haunting field of fear disappeared, and the audience recovered a little from the chaotic state of chickens and dogs, and watched the live broadcast again in horror - this is still not a lesson! Your curiosity is so strong that you will kill yourself sooner or later!

"The anchor is mighty! Anchor, you are simply my savior!"

"I was almost scared to death just now...... I remember I wasn't afraid of these things at all, huh?"

"My phone! The new phone is so broken......"

"So what barrage are you doing now?"

"Just turned on my computer at home. ”

Relieving the frightened little minds, they noticed Xing Li's movements.

"Anchor, what are you pressing? It looks like a monitor. ”

"That's supposed to be the display...... The display that was removed yesterday ......"

"Anchor, do you still keep that thing, do you keep it for collection?"

"What else can I do? Throw it out? What if this thing can't be destroyed and is picked up by someone else?"

Except for Xing Li, who can hold back their curiosity by looking at the options on the display screen and not even ordering it? Curiosity can kill cats or people.

"And isn't it playing a very important role now? Let's keep it, maybe it will be useful sometime." ”

They didn't dare to say anything that was absolutely false now, and the feeling that had been suppressed in their hearts just now had not yet dissipated. When I recall, I can still experience a little bit of extreme panic at that time - even the perception of fear itself was completely lost at that moment, and only the instinct to flee.

There was a rare silence on the screen.

Xing Li's hand that was tightly pressed against the back of the display relaxed slightly, and there was no strange feeling in his hand, this is ...... Back to normal?

He raised an eyebrow and said to the camera, "Now I'm going to take it away." ”

Everyone held their breath, and a few simply covered their eyes, ready to listen to the sound before deciding whether to look or not.

Xing Li didn't waste too much time, and took away the LCD screen above, revealing the screen below—it was still the ancient well that couldn't see anything clearly in the dark and gloomy, but the ghost that frightened a group of people before was gone.

"It's gone, are you going back?"

"Do you want to do it again?"

"It's okay, just do it again and keep shooting it back!"

Xing Li narrowed his eyes, and boldly stretched out his hand to touch the display screen that shimmered with a strange texture, feeling a burst of coldness from his fingertips to flesh and blood.

Not the breath of the world.

The first thought that crossed my mind was this sentence.

He paused, and for some kind of hunch, he continued to press his hand hard. As if breaking through some kind of boundary, his hand forcibly penetrated the limitations of the screen and truly entered that "world".

Fingers can clearly rub the rough rock walls and damp water vapor of the ancient well, and there is a sticky feeling that is completely different from the normal touch.

“……？！！”

"the!"

The viewers who are still watching the live broadcast can no longer say the words that make sense of the rules, and can only use such sentences to express their indescribably complex feelings.

I must have watched a fake live broadcast today, yes, it must be like this......

What about the materialist world that is said to be good?!