Chapter 121: Anchor
"Is the rice delicious?"
As soon as that came out, I felt like a fool.
"Who told you to go up to the fifth floor?" Li Hongmei stared at me deadly.
"No one said they weren't allowed to go up to the fifth floor?" I spread my hands and said with an innocent expression.
"Okay, you're good!" Li Hongmei nodded again and again, a hint of resentment appeared in her bloodshot eyes, "I hope you can still smile when I see you tomorrow morning!" ”
"Okay, I'll smile at you tomorrow morning!" I was poor, and turned around happily, "I'll go back to the room first, you play!" ”
With a trot, I slipped back to my room on the third floor.
"Brother, how is it outside?" Lao Jiu leaned over and asked.
"There's something wrong with that woman!" I told Li Hongmei what he did.
"her!" Lao Jiu suddenly became interested.
"There you go!" I glanced at Lao Jiu.
"When I didn't say it!" Lao Jiu rubbed his nose, took two steps back, and fell on the bed.
I'm not here to get rid of ghosts this time, Xiaozhan Hotel, it's been a long time since there has been a fatality, and there are very few missing cases.
There are a lot of people who come to the small station hotel to explore, but most of them live on the third floor, as long as they don't go up to the fourth and fifth floors, there are few accidents, even if they have an accident, they will not die, at most they are scared of mental disorders.
No one will die, which means less danger, which makes the reputation of the small station hotel more and more famous, and more and more people come to explore.
Crash!
Crash!
At that moment, the sound of the keyplate came again from the side of the stairs, and then the iron door slammed as it closed, and the third floor was locked.
"Hello everyone, this is the small station hotel, which is known as one of the top ten murderous places in Dongyang, and our current location is on the third floor of the hotel!"
The moment the third floor was locked, the door to the opposite door opened, and a slightly excited voice rang out.
"What's the situation?"
Lao Jiu jumped out of bed with a bang.
"I guess it's a live broadcast!" I guessed.
The door is not soundproof, and I can hear the situation outside the door very clearly, as if a certain anchor is broadcasting live.
"Everyone, please see, there is only one light on in the corridor on the third floor, the light is very dim, and the ground is covered with a red carpet, and it is very soft to step on, as if stepping on a pool of blood!"
Outside the door, the voice rang out again.
Definitely, this is a streamer.
"Legend has it that the small station hotel will open the iron door on the fourth and fifth floors at twelve o'clock in the morning, and lock the iron door on the third floor at the same time, and I will take everyone to look."
The voice gradually moved towards the stairwell, and Lao Jiu and I glanced at each other, cautiously opened the door, and followed.
I have to say that some anchors are really desperate for the sake of fire.
In the past, Teng Hongjun visited Beishan Psychiatric Hospital at night, and now there is this anchor who visits Xiaozhan Hotel at night.
"Look, everyone, the iron door on the third floor has been locked, let's go upstairs and have a look!"
The anchor's voice is nice, baritone, and it feels like a subwoofer when it sounds.
This environment, coupled with this sound, is much more exciting than watching horror movies.
Lao Jiu and I didn't say a word, tried to take our steps lightly, and followed the anchor upward.
may be immersed in the live broadcast, the anchor didn't notice it at all, followed by two people.
Going up to the fourth floor, the anchor stood at the entrance of the corridor, pointed his phone at the dark corridor, and spoke again; "Everyone, please see, almost all the doors on the fourth floor have three incense sticks inserted in the door cracks, do you know why incense is inserted?"
After speaking, the anchor's mobile phone camera was reversed, and Lao Jiu and I took two steps forward, and then we saw the mobile phone barrage swiping like crazy.
"Anchor, there's someone behind you!"
"it!"
"Anchor, don't look back!"
"Hell yes, hell yes!"
Lao Jiu and I watched a piece of fun, but no one spoke, just stood behind the anchor, the anchor didn't move, and he didn't speak, through the blue light of the mobile phone, I could see a layer of fine goosebumps on the anchor's erection neck, and the hairs stood up one by one.
I gave Lao Jiu a look, this joke may be a bit big, don't scare people to death.
The so-called people are scary and scared to death, this anchor obviously found the two of us, if he screams, he may be fine, this kind of silence is the easiest to be frightened.
I took a step back, Lao Jiu also took a step back, and after the two of us looked at each other, they coughed at the same time, "Ahem!" ”
When the anchor heard the voice, his body trembled, but he still didn't move.
"That, our brothers heard that the Xiaozhan Hotel is haunted, and they also came to experience it, don't be afraid! I heard your live broadcast just now, so I followed! ”
I explained in as calm a voice as I could.
"Whew!"
The anchor's shoulders fell, he exhaled, the goosebumps on his neck faded, and his hair fell back down, and he turned around and said, "You two just scared me to death, I thought I was hell!" ”
"Brother, I'm sorry, don't be afraid!" Lao Jiu took out a cigarette and handed it over.
"No smoke is allowed in the live broadcast room!" The anchor waved his hand and refused.
"Oh!" Lao Jiu took back the cigarette.
I didn't make a sound, just stared at the anchor coldly, he seemed to be fine on the surface, but I saw a thumb-sized spot on his face.
If I'm not mistaken, this spot is a corpse spot.