Thinking of this, I squinted at the red pants that my uncle leaked out, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

According to the old saying, people or women who are weak in body, weak in foundation, and not hard in eight characters are easy to hit ghosts, because their yang energy is weak, so if they lose their strengths, their yin energy will flourish.

However, I, according to the mysterious organization of the Soul Locking Sect, not only am I heavy in yin, but also because I was born when I was in the mourning of the linen hanger, I belong to a pure yin physique, which causes my yin qi to be even worse than ordinary people, and it is simply a ghost-knocking artifact!

That's why they say, I'm the most suitable person to do the live broadcast?

Thinking of this, I feel like I've been in a big trap for twenty years! And the sleeve is still like an invisible hand, grabbing my neck, making it impossible for me to escape, making me unable to breathe.

Today, fortunately, I met this taxi uncle who was still wearing big red pants, and he said that everything went well after he came to the cemetery, so does it mean that as long as I follow him, I can survive this night?

I raised my hand and looked at my watch, it was already 4 o'clock in the morning, and after another 2 hours, it would be dawn, thinking of this, I silently gritted my teeth.

pondered it carefully, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Uncle, before you entered the cemetery, did you see the last train of No. 11 parked at Evergreen Cemetery Station?" I tried to ask.

"The last train on 11? No, the platform was empty when I arrived, so shouldn't it be that I should let you off the train and then move on to the next stop? Why do you ask this? ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but shudder, and the hairs on my body stood on end!

The bus, which was bloody just now, disappeared out of thin air?!

So what did I just go through......

Just thinking about it, I raised my eyes and saw a barrage flying on the screen of my phone.

"I think the anchor should not explore the soul at all, and directly change it to a pornographic live broadcast, and it is estimated that it is more expensive to live broadcast the part of the live broadcast hall shock! Raise your hand in favor! ”

The red pants exposed by the old driver are extremely tempting...... It's not bad to change to Geng Mei's live broadcast......"

"The weird old man just now was too scary, and no one dared to sleep alone......"

"The upstairs address is sent, I will accompany you, but according to the industry rules, it will be charged by the hour, twice a night, not overnight!"

"Forcibly implanted a small advertisement ......"

"You can even forcibly join the live broadcast? I'll try it next time. ”

"There's a lot of chatter upstairs! Why didn't you save the anchor when he was killed just now? Still talking cool things here. ”

"That ugly old man must be that perverted serial murderer! One look at his appearance knows that he is a serious lack of love! ”

......

Watching the sailors flirt with each other, it seems that there is nothing wrong with me.

Glance at the number of concurrent users: 412.

It's 4 o'clock in the morning, and the audience is increasing instead of decreasing, and I also have some comfort in my heart, and it is not in vain that I have worked hard to explore the soul in the middle of the night.

The fish that swims all day and night rewards 66 coins in the live broadcast room of the underworld.

"Thank you all for your support!" Seeing the tip, I stretched my eyebrows and smiled at the screen.

"Anchor, why do they have so many dark coins to reward, and I only have such a loss?" The bearded uncle pointed to the live broadcast room on his phone and asked me.

I've been live streaming until now, and I've only seen water friends tipping, in fact, I don't know much about how this tipping system works, and it's rare to have the opportunity to have an in-depth understanding of this live broadcast, and maybe I can also learn about the purpose of the live broadcast of such a mysterious organization from the operation mechanism of the live broadcast platform.

Thinking about it, I took my uncle's phone and studied it.

There is a shop in the live broadcast room, where you can use dark coins to buy paper figures, paper boats, paper airplanes and other props.

One paper figure = 100 coins, one paper boat = 1,000 coins, and one paper airplane = 10,000 coins......

But there is nowhere to buy it.

"Uncle, where did you get your Stygian coin?" I looked at the pitiful "20" in the "Stygian Coin" column at the bottom of the live broadcast room on my uncle's mobile phone and asked.

"I had it as soon as I came in, and I don't know why others have so much spicy, especially Demacia Health Care, it's just a local tyrant, 66,666 flying all over the sky! It's enviable! ”

Demacia Health Care: Ahem...... Where is it, it's a little meaning~ Don't worry about it, hahaha~

The barrage of Demacia's great health care floated by at the right time, and my uncle and I looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Give it back to the stairs and go up.

"Then why do you have so many Stygian coins? Have you topped up your money? "Uncle got to the bottom of it.

Demacia Health: The first time I entered this live broadcast room, I still haven't figured out what's going on, how can I charge money? I came in and there were 22,000 Stygians!

"Wow~~~"

"Local tyrant! Take me flying! ”

"Turtle, no, local tyrant, is there a shortage of warm beds?"

I tinkered for a while, and realized that there was no place to charge money in the shop, only things that could be spent with Stygian coins.

In the lower left corner of the live broadcast room, there is a "Do Task" button, I clicked in to take a look:

Pick up the garbage on the ground and throw it into the trash can to reward 1 stygian.

Help the old man cross the road and reward 2 coins.

It is not ambiguous to find gold, and every 10,000 yuan is rewarded with 3 dark coins.

......

Help those who have suffered from natural disasters escape danger with a reward of 10 to 100 Styx as appropriate.

Save a dying person and reward between 100 and 10,000 Stygians.

It seems that this live broadcast platform can't charge money to buy Pluto coins, and can only rely on its own initial Pluto coins or the Pluto coins obtained by doing tasks to reward the anchor.

"Wow! Anchor: Your live broadcast platform is humanized! It also vigorously carries forward the fine traditions of the Chinese nation and creates a harmonious, stable and friendly social atmosphere! Advocate everyone to do good deeds! "The bearded uncle himself is a warm-hearted person, and when he saw such a live broadcast mechanism, he was even more excited as if he had found an organization, and he sang songs.

"We are the successors of communism, and we are following the glorious ......path of our revolutionary ancestors," the bearded uncle hummed, and lifted his waist pole to step forward, completely ignoring the policewoman who was paralyzed with her eyes closed.

"This live stream of soul exploration is really good-looking! I don't have much money, I'll do something good tomorrow! ”

"Team No. 1 of the Good Deed Squad reports!"

"Team No. 2 of the Good Deed Squad reports!"

"Team No. 3 of the Good Deed Squad reports! Stay in formation! ”

......

Although the pot exploded in the live broadcast room, my heart became heavier and heavier.

Ghost drawings all over the walls, dried corpses of babies hanging from ropes.

A man who turned into thick water in an instant.

Ugly and weird six-winged Gu worms.

You can see evil eyes.

Could it be that this seemingly extremely dangerous organization is really just a charity that advocates civility?

It doesn't look like it anymore, and I can't help but drum in my heart.

Could it be that this live broadcast platform is just a disguise for that mysterious organization?

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

"Anchor, did you hear anything?" I was thinking about it when I was interrupted by the bearded uncle's voice.

If you listen closely, there is really an extremely small sound coming, like some kind of musical instrument, like some kind of singing, long and soft......

"Who sings in the middle of the night?" Uncle Beard said suspiciously.

"Singing?" I paused, mechanically turned my head to stare at Uncle Beard, and squeezed a few words out of my throat, "Midnight...... Midnight...... Ghost Singing ......"