"Since digging this lake, Kong Shoufu's family has died tragically for no reason like blood mold, and Kong Jinhuan himself even pulled out his head in the secret room." Fang explained while walking towards the former Kong Mansion.

In the classroom, the fat man suddenly exaggerated and lamented: "Old Fang, isn't this you? Is this all the way around live streaming now? Lao Fang, you have fallen, how can you use recording to deceive people! Hey? Horror live? Seems to be exciting! ”

The burly body made a loud sound, and the frightened Fang Yi raised his head nervously, and instinctively looked around, at this time the classroom was full of people.

However, everyone was the same as if they hadn't heard, or they were talking or burying their heads in things, Fang Yi made a silent gesture to the fat man, and continued to do the "live broadcast" by himself, after all, the fat man was also half an "insider".

Fang Yi was just wondering, could it be that everyone in the class was deaf? That's right, every time Guo Yi goes to class so loudly, the snoring of the fat man sometimes overshadows Guo Yi's lecture, Guo Yi can lecture by himself, and the performance is like the fat man not falling asleep, this heart, this determination, Fang admires!

At this time, Fang Yi in the village of Beishan Village was walking fast and slow on the path by the lake, walking towards Kong Jinhuan's house.

Along the way, Fang Yi's clone in Beishan Village was exaggerated in his tone of voice, and even Fang Yi himself doubted, "Is this TM my clone?" When did the eloquence become so good, it was just a fight with the old Xiao who was temporarily locked up in a mental hospital! ”

Fang Yi was sure that this Kong Jinhuan's home was a good live broadcast spot.

Kong Jinhuan's family is dead, and the house and the artificial lake are regarded as ominous places by the villagers, and no one dares to go there. Over time, the surrounding trees grew wildly, and from a distance, there was only a black roof.

The house is on the high ground on the opposite bank of the lake, because it is an artificial lake, the river channel has been silted up because no one has taken care of it for a long time, at this time the lake is green, and you can vaguely see a few aquatic plants floating below, setting off the cold weather, but it is also quite atmospheric.

I don't know if it's because of the weather, or something else, the lake is filled with a cool air, out of instinct, Fang Yi has already walked three or four meters away from the barge, but he still feels cold in his legs and stomach.

It feels like 。。。。。 There are hands with long nails that gently brush the skin.

While walking, he boasted about the history of this village he heard from Lou Lao on the live broadcast software, and told the strange death of Kong Jinhuan's family, Fang Yi in Beishan Village shouted skillfully into his mobile phone: "Explore the ghost house in Beishan Village." This person is overloaded and asks for a tip! After all, Wang Lihua's grievances need many people to resolve together, how can it be possible to attract people to watch if she doesn't brag about the history of the ghost house.

With Fang Yi's historical skills, it was very vivid, and it didn't take long for a group of viewers to come, about a few thousand people.

Fang Yi in the classroom is so happy! Thousands of people, a little bit of excitement for you, each person can reward a rocket plane Lamborghini or something, not only famous, but also make money.

At this time, the live broadcast room began to be lively.

Passerby A: How can the anchor be so handsome, overloaded with his brother's might, and he is so bold.

Passerby B: Hey, this woman's life is hard, but fortunately, we were born in New China and grew up under the red flag.

。。。。。。。

Passerby C: Anchor, you have a pit, I've seen this crooked neck tree with colored flags three times, and the pattern on the colorful flags has not changed, and the code of the telephone pole has not changed, but you are going to that haunted house! “

Fang Yi, who was sitting in the classroom, also found out that something was wrong: because since he set off, his clone has been moving, and after so long of hard work, why hasn't he arrived yet!

"Look, there's something on the anchor." One who was attracted to watch the live broadcast typed in the live broadcast room.

Fang Yi looked at it from Xiaohong's perspective, and couldn't help but gasp, he walked along the lake in a circle, this circle was getting bigger and bigger, and he was about to fall into the lake after a few laps.

After staring closely, suddenly, in the mobile phone in Fang Yi's hand, who was far away in the classroom, a pair of pitch-black, no white-eyed eyes suddenly reflected, and the owner of these eyes was wrapped around the neck of Fang Yi's clone, covering his eyes with both hands.

And his feet seem to be a little crooked a little bit more crooked than the previous step with every step, and his doppelganger seems to have encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and someone typed in the live broadcast room: Brother Overload, you have encountered a ghost hitting the wall! Quickly take off the panties and pull over the pullover, then close your eyes and walk forward"

"Such a real live broadcast, wow, I'm going to call someone, I'll leave a sofa for a while."

As the doppelganger Fang Yi encountered a ghost hitting the wall, the traffic of Fang Yi's horror live broadcast room was soaring.

All kinds of trail methods are swarming all over the sky, biting the tip of your tongue, punching yourself, pinching yourself.

Although this Fang Yi in Beishan Village is a doppelganger, the structure of his body is also the same, so the first plan to be rejected is to put his underwear on his head.

Although Fang Yi wanted to be famous, he didn't want to be famous at all because he put his underwear on his head.

Raising his head to look at the withered yellow old trees twisting their branches strangely in the wind, the light sneaked in through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, making the already dim morning even more weird, Fang Yi seemed to have fallen into a different dimensional time and space.

Is this TM only 60 experience? You're a cheat on your system

He could have directly found the Dementor Scythe and killed the things on his back, but in order to create a strange atmosphere and attract people, Fang Yi endured it.

Because in this way, more people can be attracted to watch his live broadcast, and Wang Lihua's grievances can be resolved as soon as possible.

The so-called ghost hitting the wall is also divided into many kinds, and the kind of thing Fang Yi encounters now is called ghost blinding, the ghost uses the body to block the photoreceptor organs of the living, and the light becomes abnormal, thus making people disoriented.

But it's only Fang Yi's clone who is lost, Fang Yi's body is still watching the live broadcast with the system Xiaohong's account, just like this, the account called me Xiaohong is showing his strength on the live broadcast platform, and directing Fang Yi to walk crookedly towards Kong Jinhuan's house by speaking.

Fang Yi didn't have time to play with such a little ghost, this resentment was obviously very good, it was nothing more than a drowned ghost, and then he wanted to find a stand-in, but the stand-in found Fang Yi's doppelganger and it was considered unlucky, if it weren't for the live broadcast traffic, Fang Yi would have killed it with a sickle.

However, the existence of this ghost thing also adds a bit of mystery to the horror live broadcast of this Beishan Village.

After about half an hour, the crooked Fang Yi finally walked to the destination of his trip - Kong Jinhuan's old house, which was in disrepair for a long time, and the house looked very dilapidated at this time, the iron gate of the yard was overgrown with vines, and the iron fence was also rusty.

The doors and windows of the house were crooked, and a cold wind blew, as if only silence was the main theme here, and there seemed to be something unknown hidden in the windows of the black hole.

Fang Yi stood in front of the house, turned the camera to shoot at the former Kong Mansion, took out the Dementor Scythe with one hand to kill the redundant drowned ghost, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

"Crunch," the old iron groaned.