Climbing over the low wall, Zhang Ling took out the phone and opened the live broadcast room, this time he wanted to give everyone a warning, imitating him was a very dangerous thing!

After posting the link in the group, all his fans poured into the live broadcast room.

"Sofa!"

"Bench!"

"Floor!"

"What is the master going to live broadcast today? Haunted house adventure? ”

"Yes, Master, this place has a good atmosphere!"

Looking at the information in the live broadcast room, Zhang Ling said: "Everyone, I have something to solemnly declare to you before today's live broadcast!" ”

"Huh? What's wrong? Why did the master suddenly say so seriously! ”

"Did someone report the master?"

"Get the traitor out!"

“……”

"Quiet!" Zhang Ling continued after saying this: "A few days ago, someone followed me for a supernatural live broadcast......

"I'll go, who is so bold as to emulate the master?"

"yes, shameless!"

"Maybe it's a tribute to the master!"

"Makes sense, salute to the master!"

“……”

"Everyone, please be quiet, I want to tell you that now I'm going to save one of those imitators!"

As soon as Zhang Ling's words fell, the live broadcast room immediately exploded, and the news popped up like a blowout!

"Damn, nozuonodie!"

"The dog is brought!"

"It's terrible, master, what happened to them?"

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, listen to the master!"

“……”

Zhang Ling turned the camera to the school building not far away and said, "The soul of one of them is trapped here, and I am now trying to rescue his soul!" ”

"As for whether it will succeed or not, I can't guarantee it!"

As soon as Zhang Ling finished speaking, someone in the live broadcast room immediately asked, "Master, what will happen if you fail?" ”

"You don't scatter around, the soul is gone, and the person dies, hangs, over, understand?"

"What a poor child!"

“……”

After looking at those barrages, Zhang Ling said slowly: "So I want to solemnly tell you here that my live broadcast is very dangerous, and no unauthorized imitation is allowed, if this kind of thing happens again, I will never broadcast live!" ”

"Master, don't, we will never imitate!"

"+1 for not imitating"

"Master, don't scare us, I'm here to watch your live broadcast alive every day! (Tears Break)"

"Don't worry, we're just watching, we won't follow yours!"

"Never follow suit! No COS! ”

Zhang Ling saw that the foreshadowing in the live broadcast room was almost over, and now it was time for them to feel the terrible consequences of imitating the supernatural live broadcast!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling adjusted the angle of the camera and slowly walked into the abandoned school building.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Ling looked around to see if there were any geists or something, but what surprised him was that there was not even a geist in a place like Yin Qi, which was really incredible.

Zhang Ling walked all the way to the top floor of the old school building, and according to Jiang Nan's description, the staircase in front of him at this time was the so-called supernatural staircase.

Today he wants to see what is famous here!

Sitting at the bottom of the stairs, Zhang Ling sat cross-legged, took out the folding iron sword from the cloth bag and put it on his lap, and soon he fell into a state of concentration.

The audience in the live broadcast room hurriedly asked when they saw Zhang Ling not moving: "Master, are you okay?" ”

"Look at my Great Summoning Technique!"

"Arise, my warrior!"

"Will I fight for you, my lady!"

"Two dead faggets upstairs, get out of the way!"

……

Time passed minute by minute, and when the midnight alarm clock set by Zhang Ling rang, Zhang Ling slowly turned around from that wonderful exercise.

He took out two Dao talismans in his bag and held them in his hand, and with the other hand, he tightly grasped the folding iron sword in his hand, and walked towards the top step by step.

"Isn't this the place where we posted live broadcast announcements in our group a few days ago?" A sharp-eyed fan in the live broadcast room immediately recognized this place!

"Oh, it's those brain-dead kids from Jicheng University, what kind of campus weirdness do they want to explore, the thirteenth staircase!"

"OMG, I persuaded them at the time, but they didn't listen, something happened!"

"Okay, don't say those cool words, we're all brothers in the same group!"

"That's it, don't fall into the trap!"

"Hey, look, Twelfth Order!"

"Damn, thirteen, thirteenth order has appeared!"

Looking at the thirteenth step under his feet, Zhang Ling did not hesitate, he slowly raised his foot and stepped up to the last step!

But the moment he stepped up, the picture in the live broadcast room suddenly stopped, and those fans gathered around the computer immediately sent a message: "Why did it stop? ”

"Master, are you still there?"

"What's going on out there?"

"We can't see anything here!"

"You can only see the wall!"

"Nima, there is no interference this time, I guess there is no play!"

"No, you didn't notice it, two or three minutes have passed, and the master doesn't seem to have moved!"

"Damn, it's not like something happened!"

“……”

Just when there was crazy discussion in the live broadcast room, extremely strange things happened on Zhang Ling's side!

"What is this place?"

Zhang Ling looked at the distorted space of the raging fire around him in astonishment, and his heart was shocked, wasn't he in the abandoned school building just now?! How did it suddenly appear here?

"Where's my sword?"

Zhang Ling looked at his empty hands in shock, not only his folding iron sword, but even his backpack and yellow talisman were gone!

"Boom!"

With a cracking sound, a wall blocking Zhang Ling was burned down, and a deep and twisted passage appeared in front of him.

"Save ...... Life! Whoever comes, help me......"

A faint cry for help came from the depths of the passage, and it sounded hollow and distant.

Everywhere Zhang Ling looked, there were raging flames, and the bright light of the fire made him squint his eyes. But the strange thing was that although the flames were close at hand, he couldn't feel the slightest heat.

"Damn, what the hell is going on? What the hell is this place! ”

Just as Zhang Ling was trying to figure out what was going on, the cry for help came into his ears again, and this time it was clearer and more urgent than the last time.

"Damn it!!"

Zhang Ling looked at the flames around him and the deep passage in front of him, and rushed in with a low curse, because there was only one choice in front of him!

As he ran quickly, the cry for help became clearer and clearer, but just as Zhang Ling was very close to the sound, he suddenly stopped, because he found that the passage had come to an end.

And in front of him was a collapsed room, there were two figures in that room, one was Liang Xin who was crying and climbing up, and the other was a demon who was burned black and couldn't even recognize his facial features!

At this time, the evil ghost was struggling, screaming and crawling towards Liang Xin from a pile of flaming wooden beams that pressed on him!

As he crawled, he roared hoarsely with his burned vocal cords, "Why did you leave me, why did you leave me!!! ”