A stream of humid air rushed out first, and Yang Xiaoding hurriedly ducked aside, waiting until the choking smell dissipated before he moved the flashlight to the attic. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

More than a dozen pieces of wood were piled up horizontally, and Yang Xiaoding looked carefully along the cracks in the wood, and could vaguely see that there was a black object buried inside, and there was nothing else.

Ah, what's the situation, I thought I would see some terrifying pictures, I was even ready for battle, I didn't expect it to be so bland, it's too tricky!

The silence in front of him made Yang Xiaoding a little confused, and now, a big battle is just a face-to-face battle, why are you doing so much!

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

When Zaiyang Xiaoding kicked the door, the fans were all looking forward to it, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing any wonderful clips, but who knew that the result turned out to be nothing, which was simply disappointing.

So everyone started a new round of language education for Yang Xiaoding.

"Is the anchor teasing us, I still have a lot of expectations."

"Bad !!!!!"

"It's a pity that this result is not what I wanted!"

"Boredom~~"

"If the anchor doesn't work hard, he's going to lose the game!"

"My dear female ghost, where the hell are you~"

"I see that there must be a mystery under that pile of wood!"

"May I ask which sect the Taoist friends upstairs are mixed with!"

"The comments are actually more interesting than the live broadcast...

"Catch the anchor, throw it into the water, and name it a soft-shelled turtle!"

……

Sneaking a glance at the comment area, Yang Xiaoding, who was speechless and complained by fans, silently wiped a cold sweat, his grandmother's, if this female ghost doesn't come out tonight, her live broadcast will be smashed, what will you do to win Jin Shenghe when the time comes! It's no wonder that fans are so anxious to complain.

Yang Xiaoding was thinking about how to explain the situation to the fans, when suddenly, two strange sounds came from his side, like picking something with his fingernails, although the sound was not loud, but it could be heard clearly in the silent attic.

After two rings, he regained his calm, and Yang Xiaoding thought that he was having auditory hallucinations, so he was busy tensing his nerves and listening carefully to the movement with his ears pricked up.

After about thirty seconds, there was another sound in the attic, crunching and crunching, one after another, with great regularity, like something grinding its claws on a plank, and the listener was furious.

Yang Xiaoding looked around the attic and found that the sound seemed to come from a black object under the wooden pile.

Because it is blocked by wood, you can only see its color, and other contours and shapes cannot be distinguished at all.

The scratching sound grew louder and louder, and the louder and faster it became, as if something was trying to break free and gush out.

Yang Xiaoding felt a feeling of nausea welling up in his heart when he heard the voice, and he rolled so hard that he couldn't help but move his steps and want to step forward and find out the thing that came from the sound, as if this was the only way to calm his heart.

Yang Xiaoding walked to the side of the wooden pile and picked up a few pieces of wood with the knife in his hand, and the shape of the things below was exposed in front of his eyes.

It was a simple black lacquered coffin, about 1.7 meters long, and it was a shape that could lie down on an adult.

Zhen Nyima was drunk, not to mention burying the coffin in the ground and putting it in the attic, and the taste of this master was really heavy enough.

Before Yang Xiaoding could finish sighing, the coffin lid was suddenly lifted open with a strong force and fell to the floor, making him tremble with fright.

Then, Yang Xiaoding saw with his own eyes a thin and blackened hand stretched out from inside, grabbing the edge of the coffin, and then a head was slowly exposed.

The head is smooth, there is no hair on the lotus, the eye sockets are sunken, but there are no eyeballs, the hollow appearance makes the person who sees it panic, the skin is shriveled, the color is gray and black, and the mouth is bright as red blood.

For Yang Xiaoding, who has watched countless horror movies, he noticed something was wrong early on.

This coffin was originally for the corpse, so the person who sat up must have died thoroughly, as for the current performance, Yang Xiaoding had a guess in his heart, this corpse is probably the tragic death of Liu Xiaomeng.

Her body was put into a coffin and locked in the attic, so her ghost couldn't leave this small building, and the long erosion of yin and resentment had already turned her into an abnormal evil thing.

Xu was aware of the existence of a living person, and the bare head like a big round ball turned directly one hundred and eighty degrees, and the face that was even more terrifying than a ghost came into face-to-face contact with Yang Xiaoding.

Straight Yang Xiaoding was so scared that he retreated again and again, wanting to push away

The attic door ran out first, but to his horror, he found that the door had been locked without knowing when, and he pulled it with all his strength, and the door was as if it had been nailed shut, and there was no reaction at all.

At this time, the female corpse sitting in the coffin behind him let out a "giggle" laugh, which made the listener feel creepy and goosebumps.

"I'll wipe it, what is the anchor hiding, hurry up!"

"Let's have a big skill to finish the !!!"

"What about the beautiful ghost girl paper that was good, how did you become an old monster in an instant, woo woo woo, so disappointed!"

"Give the female ghost a thumbs up!"

"Labor and management will give rewards, don't be cowardly to the anchor!"

"Give a reward and unconditionally support Xiao Dingding."

"Conscience crew, conscience god-level hell anchor, thumbs up!"

"The anchor should take the initiative quickly!"

"Boring, labor and management want girls and beautiful ghosts!"

……

The fans were impassioned, and Yang Xiaoding also knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to bite the bullet, and put all the beheadings in front of him, turned around, and faced zombies head-on.

After the time delayed by Yang Xiaoding's actions just now, the zombie had already crawled out of the coffin, staring at him with a sly smile, and the laughing Yang Xiaoding's heart was numb, and he felt more than his terrifying face. It's even more frightening.

The zombie's expression had changed so much that it couldn't tell what it was thinking, but the little bit of evil energy that was released outward expressed his intentions.

It's killing!

As if to verify Yang Xiaoding's conjecture, the zombie suddenly raised two sharp claws, staggered his steps, and Chaoyang Xiaoding pounced.

Yang Xiaoding, who has already experienced several wars, is still at ease in the face of female zombies, he directly swings the knife and uses all the slashes to have a hard fight with the zombies.

A knife slashed down, a cold light appeared, and directly cut off one of the zombie's claws, the zombie was in pain, retracted the attack, and took several steps back, leaving only a pitch-black claw to fall to the ground. (To be continued.) )