When the first rays of sunlight broke at dawn, shone on Wei Kun.

He had the illusion that he was suddenly out of the world.

It's just one night, but it's been extremely long.

Wei Kun opened the curtains and looked back at the female corpse in red, thinking that he would see the classic picture of a female ghost in a traditional ghost movie.

But it is not afraid of the sun's rays, and the faint sunlight cannot blow away the cold and cold around it.

The corpse of the woman in red stood up with a stiff movement like clockwork.

In the small live broadcast room, looking up, a bright red dress covered everything.

It slowly raised its arm, and its slender palm, which was so white that it turned pale, stroked it from its jaw up little by little, slowly covering its strange face.

Black strands of hair that slip between the slender fingers.

The whole face was tightly covered, only in the gap between the index finger and the ring finger of the right hand, a dark eye stared at Wei Kun resentfully.

The surrounding environment is corrupted and weathered by the influence of the female corpse in red, slightly bright, and in the dimness, it only adds to the sense of weirdness and horror.

The wind blows the curtains and whirts.

The corpse of the woman in red turned into a sculpture, like a woman hiding her face and crying, silent.

When Wei Kun saw this scene, his heart fluttered.

If you classify them according to the film and television works, the performance of the female corpse in red is definitely the kind of ghost king who can destroy the protagonist group.

Fortunately......

Wei Kun clenched the ghost mouth in his palm tightly, and he was not without hole cards now.

The miserable white paper man laughed, and it gently snuggled Wei Kun, motioning for him to look at the blood characters on the front.

"When night comes, she'll wake up."

"Next time I watch, I want to be more popular."

Then, the body of the miserable white paper man trembled, and his little pointed hands pinched the position of his neck, slightly hard!

In Wei Kun's suspicious gaze.

Tear and pull.

The paper man actually tore open his head and body, split into two folds of ordinary A4 paper, and gently fell to the ground.

Wei Kun picked up the shredded paper and looked at it carefully.

It is no different from normal white paper, if it is not the same, the edge of the paper is torn, and you can faintly see the bright red of corruption, as if it has been stained with expired red ink.

Wei Kun went to the warehouse to bring two cameras, counting the original day in the live broadcast room, a total of three cameras, all turned on, and aimed the camera at the corpse of the woman in red.

He checked the power supply and confirmed that there was no problem, and then cautiously left the live broadcast room.

Lock the door, click-

Wei Kun really wanted to follow Tom's example, swallow the key in his stomach, and then pretend that nothing had happened, and stay away from this hellish place forever!

The moment the door was slammed shut, the cold feeling that had been enveloping the body disappeared.

As if walking from an underground ice cellar to the ground, Wei Kun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the entire Yunhai City that had not yet awakened.

Loose lights,

Each bright place represents a noisy and unavoidable home.

tired traffic,

Blowing away the cold of the city late at night and bringing a vibrant temperature.

The concrete and reinforced buildings, looming in the mist, are like the stone monuments of the city, writing the epitaph of history, recording the joys, sorrows and sorrows of mortals.

It is a large city with a population of 15 million.

It is also the hometown where Wei Kun has lived for more than 20 years.

Wei Kun looked at it for a long time, and every time he saw the familiar building that he could still call out in his memory, the cowardice in his heart called escape dissipated a little.

"Second uncle and grandfather, you really caused me a trouble......"

According to the descriptions of the ghost company and the miserable white paper man, the corpse of the woman in red is obviously just the beginning.

This world is not as ordinary as it seems.

Wei Kun does not consider himself a hero, nor does he have the awe-inspiring righteousness to save the world. He is a little person struggling to survive in a big city.

It's just a bit unlucky.

Wei Kun muttered, "The heavens will descend on the Si people—"

At this time, the phone rang with an inopportune text message.

When he raised his phone, his face changed greatly, as if something big had happened!

For a long time, Wei Kun's expression was solemn and his tone was quiet.

"It will be bitter and its white stripes will be returned...... Row whisk Kachi leeks. Dit! I think you're ghosts! ”

Wei Kunna's little melancholy of literature and art was beaten on the door by Lao Ma and Qiangdong's capital iron fist, and he was beaten to a fine light.

Now, he just wants to make money!

Roadside breakfast stands.

Wei Kun hungrily ordered eight steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, and was eating when he found that the second brother of the breakfast shop owner he had just met was staring at him with a little curiosity.

He touched his face, there were no grains of rice, and asked strangely, "Second brother, what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

The second brother smiled honestly, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't seen you for two days, I feel that you have turned white, if it is convenient, I want to help my wife ask, what skin care products do you use?" ”

Wei Kun shook his head: "Fooling around with women, empty." ”

The second brother showed a colored heart and no courage to envy, and patted Wei Kun on the shoulder. "Young people need to be temperate, it's your girlfriend?"

"No, I didn't know her before. If you don't stare at her for a second, you will be entangled, and you will die or live with me. ”

This time, it was the turn of the surrounding diners to envy.

It's not a girlfriend, can you still get it like this?

Wei Kun's tone was affirmative, not at all like boasting, in fact, he was also telling the truth.

The second brother's face full of yearning is about to overflow, and he can wrap it in the stuffing.

After Lin Weikun finished eating, the second brother asked with a smile, "Do you need to bring some for your friend?" ”

"She? Never eat this thing. It's just me, a flat-headed common man, good for this. Wei Kun scanned the code to check out, turned around and left in style.

But I didn't see the resentful gaze of the second brother looking at his back.

A diner muttered, "This kid must be a rich woman." ”

The second brother pursed his lips, clutched a rolling pin, pointed to the towering Innovation Building not far away, and said, "The guy surnamed Wei's company is in the building." ”

"Wage earner, little white face, what's bullish."

"People are bosses."

The diner stopped talking, and took a hard bite of the beef bun dipped in vinegar, which was so sour!

Next door table.

Li Xiaoya, who was drinking porridge, was slightly stunned.

She said to herself, "It's not so coincidental, the boss surnamed Wei...... On the recruitment information I saw yesterday, the boss seems to be surnamed Wei? ”

Li Xiaoya patted the ash on her skirt and stood up.

The delicate and slender figure firmly attracts the hidden eyes of many old color blanks.

She asked her second brother about Wei Kun.

"Boss, what does that Wei Lao always do?"

"His employees also come here to eat, remember, make computers? No, what's the name of the one who yelled at him to drink five or six and called his family to sell fake wine? ”

"Live streaming."

"Yes, yes, yes, doing live broadcasts, I see the manager of the bank running to his company every day, and I see that this business is not small."

Li Xiaoya couldn't help but feel happy on her face.

She asked, "Do you have his contact information, the more personal kind?" ”

The second brother glanced at her vigilantly, and wanted to prevaricate, but he couldn't stand Li Xiaoya's big watery eyes, and looked at him full of pleading.

"Hey, this is Thaksin's signal, don't say it's me."

Li Xiaoya pursed her lips and smiled gratefully, she lowered her head and opened the letter and sent a friend application.

[Hello, my name is Li Xiaoya, a popular anchor of the former shark platform, Hua Xiaomeow, I contacted you on the recruitment software......]

Da-da-da-da.

She stepped on pleasant heels and went out.

The little beauty is gone.

The diners of the breakfast restaurant completely lost their appetite and looked at each other, seeing the same envy, jealousy and hatred in each other's eyes.

I couldn't help but scold.

"Damn, the world is going down!"