The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was not good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The content of the barrage made Chen Lin feel painful and depressed.

[Liar! 】

[Shameless! 】

[Boring! 】

[Scheming dog! 】

[Rub the heat of the glass! ] 】

[Live broadcast without any explosion]

[This kind of anchor is just rubbish]

[Why live broadcast the Great Forest? 】

Chen Lin used his strong heart to face everything in front of him, and glanced down at his mobile phone, the current number of people in the live broadcast room: 1533.

Not bad, there is a new breakthrough on the basis of yesterday, and now the live broadcast has just begun, and by the time it is at its peak, the number of viewers tonight may exceed the 2000 mark.

Chen Lin smiled slightly.

You all question your brother's strength?

Tonight, my brother is going to use his personal charm to make you all fans!

Chen Lin is such a boy with blind self-confidence!

Walking forward quickly, Chen Lin was about to walk out of the big forest and enter the Shen family's cemetery.

He knew that as long as he saw this terrible cemetery, the audience in the barrage would naturally shut up.

Because the Shen family cemetery is really quite terrifying, it is not for nothing that the name of the fierce place in the entire capital is famous.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin's steps became more determined.

He urgently needs to break into this forbidden place infested with ghosts to save his live broadcast on the verge of destruction.

However, just as the Shen family's cemetery was close at hand, Chen Lin's gaze stopped at an unidentified object standing not far away.

As Chen Lin's eyes wandered, the audience and friends in the live broadcast room also saw the objects in front of them.

Several of the old fans had a unique eye and instantly recognized the identity of this thing.

【Conjuring Flag?】 】

[Spiritualism again? 】

[Anchor-sama, is it your spirit flag?] 】

[The props team took the lead]

[The props group is so hard]

[I'm going to add chicken legs to the props group again]

Chen Lin took a step forward and stood next to the spirit flag, he swallowed his saliva, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The thing in front of me is indeed a spirit flag, and judging from the texture and arrangement techniques, the person who left the spirit flag here is obviously the same person who left the spirit flag in the murder house yesterday.

Who is this man?

What is his/her purpose?

Why did Chen Lin go wherever the spirit flag was inserted?

Chen Lin touched his chin and thought about it--could it be that someone has a crush on his brother?

No matter what, Chen Lin decided to put this issue aside for the time being, because the barrage in the live broadcast room is getting crazier and crazier.

[What kind of plane does the anchor do? ] 】

[Insert a prop and try to fool us? 】

[Live broadcast is boring]

[Sure enough, it's a scheming dog]

【Title Party】

[This is a liar]

What about the cemetery? What about the promised cemetery? 】

Chen Lin was nagged by the barrage, one head and two big.

Don't you want to see the cemetery?

Okay, I'll show you around.

Chen Lin strode forward, three steps and two steps out of the woods.

He stood at the edge of the woods, and this was the entrance to the Shen family's cemetery!

In a clearing in front of Chen Lin, there were at least dozens of grave mounds lined up one after another.

This is the famous Shen family cemetery, and the oldest tomb here has a history of more than 100 years.

There are so many stories about the supernatural here, and every one of them is thrilling.

Like what...... A certain senior who caught a cold in the rain, and a certain senior who ate skewers and had diarrhea...... Except, of course, for these two stories.

Standing at the entrance of the cemetery, Chen Lin looked up.

I saw fluorescent surging on the grave mound in the distance, in the grass, among the hills, in the air, behind the tombstones...... The entire cemetery shimmered with all kinds of strange lights, and these lights are the most commonly known as ghost fires.

The spectacular scene in front of him shocked everyone, and the moment Chen Lin raised his head to look at the Shen family's cemetery, the entire live broadcast room instantly fell silent......

After a long time, the barrage gradually warmed up, and everyone began to output frantically to the keyboard.

【6666666666】

【66666】

【6666】

[It's too 6! 】

[I'll go!] 】

【God's Setting!】 】

[Is this a real cemetery?]

[Is it a ghost fire?] 】

[Where the hell is this?]

[My God, I'm stunned]

[Are these really ghost fires?]

[Didn't you say that ghost fire is phosphorus fire? 】

[I don't believe it, this must be the scene arranged by the anchor]

[Oh my God! This scene is simply a ghost movie]

【666666】

[Scared me to death, my little heart can't stand it a little]

[I bet on a pack of spicy strips, the ghost fire is absolutely fake]

[Is it a 360-degree hologram?] 】

[I don't believe it's true either......]

A large wave of barrage frantically poured in, and the autoplay in the headphones couldn't keep up.

Chen Lin smiled faintly and said in a deep voice, "See? I'm not lying to you, this is the legendary Shen family cemetery, and it is also one of the most dangerous places in the entire capital. ”

However, although Chen Lin seemed to be calm at this time, he was a little nervous in his heart.

Why?

Because there are too many ghost fires in front of me.

From a metaphysical point of view, the number of ghost fires often reflects the number of ghosts in a given area. Although ghosts and ghosts are not the same thing, and the relationship between the two has not been demonstrated, from an empirical point of view, when there are many ghosts, there must be more ghosts, and when there are many ghosts, the number of ghosts will soar.

Therefore, looking at the huge group of ghost fires in front of him, Chen Lin felt very stressed in his heart.

He even started complaining about the damn live streaming glasses.

Only the next day, he was given such a fatal problem.

It's a dead man.

And at this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room is tired of watching the ghost fire, and they want to see more exciting content.

It is understandable that people's aesthetics are easily fatigued. But these audiences are aesthetically tired so quickly, which makes Chen Lin have a headache.

[Anchor, what about the ghosts? 】

[Anchor, don't be in a daze]

[Anchor, I've seen enough of the ghost fire, change the taste]

[Yesterday's ghost sister paper is not here yet]

[It's boring, ghost hunting is to see the ghost fire? 】

[It's boring, isn't it? 】

These audiences have tricky tastes, and they are extremely difficult to serve one by one.

The new audience questioned Chen Lin and made disrespectful remarks, while the old audience pretended to be confused, fanned the flames, and played right and wrong.

Chen Linxin is very tired!

The barrage is getting more and more urgent.

[If there is no ghost, I will withdraw]

[It's really boring, a waste of feelings]

[The so-called ghost catching is to watch the ghost fire? 】

【Boredom】

【Liar】

【Pit Daddy】

However, Chen Lin was not in a hurry and walked towards the cemetery.

With his Dao Xuan cultivation, he was very sensitive to the fact that there was a cold air at the three o'clock position.

Turning around, sure enough, I saw a thin old man squatting behind a tombstone not far away.

The old man trembled, not shocking, except for a pair of eyes that shimmered red, shining strangely in the middle of the night.

The live glasses locked on the old man, and at the same time, the barrage exploded.

【ccccccccc】

【！！！！！！ 】

[I'm scared to death Dad! Scared dad to death! 】

[Help!] 】

[Heart attack is going to be committed]

[Barrage Protector! Barrage Protector! 】

[I rely on me, there are really ghosts? 】

[What a ghost]

【Ghost】

[Ghost ghost ghost! 】

[Help, help! 】

[Anchor save me!] 】

In the midst of wave after wave of barrage, Chen Lin smiled slightly and said calmly: "Don't panic, there is this anchor here, and the evil will give the head." ”