When the full moon is in the sky, on the fifteenth day of July, the ghost door is wide open.

The streets of S City are empty and few pedestrians, and there are a lot of gray ashes piled up in various corners of the alleys.

As soon as the wind blew, the ashes scattered and spread on the road, mixed with the paper money that had not yet been burned, as if to guide the way for people in another space.

It was at this time that Jumo clicked into the ghost live broadcast room.

Just a few minutes ago, he was pushed in front of the camera by his agent and asked him to record a one-sentence ghost story as a mid-year benefit for fans.

No matter how good Rao is actor's acting skills, he couldn't find a suitable story in a short time, and the ghost story he told in the end was disgusted by the agent, so he immediately stuffed a mobile phone and asked him to see what the real version of the ghost story was.

"Look at people's live broadcasts of ghosts, the sense of substitution, the sense of situation! Look at the ghost story you just now, it's just weak, okay? "The agent hates that iron is not steel, and he can't wait for his artists to be proficient in all eighteen martial arts.

Jumo reclined on the single sofa, clenched one hand into a fist against his cheek, and held his mobile phone in the other hand to watch the live broadcast of ghosts.

At this moment, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in the live broadcast screen is lying motionless on the ground face down, half facing the screen.

The barrage in the live broadcast room kept scrolling——

"Wake up, Lord Hikoki! If you fall asleep in a murderous building, you'll be eaten by a ghost! ”

"Hikoki, where are you? Sister, I'm going to save you now! ”

"Woo woo, I'm so worried about my baby ...... Hikoshi"

"There are no ghosts in the world! Whoever believes is stupid x! ”

……

Just when the barrage in the live broadcast room was about to quarrel, sharp-eyed fans found that the anchor's eyelashes trembled.

"Look! Open your eyes! ”

The boy opened his eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a slight smile, he winked at the camera, and raised three fingers.

Everyone counts down.

The camera of "Three ......" began to move, and people watching the live broadcast couldn't help but hold their breath.

The "second ......" lens rose to the ears of at least the year.

Jumo, who was originally sitting lazily, suddenly sat up straight, staring closely at the live broadcast screen, and the next second the camera was raised suddenly, and a beam of light shone towards the cement pillar a few meters behind the young man, and half a white figure poked out of the cement pillar, looking like a person wearing an ancient white robe with black hair, the figure disappeared in a flash, and the live broadcast room suddenly screamed.

Ju Mo raised his eyes to look at the agent, and his ink-colored eyes were inquiring: "Who is this person?" ”

The agent is busy taking pictures of Jumo, and his artist is simply a god who appreciates food, and the sitting posture of casually sitting on the sofa and watching videos is a POSS model on the cover of the magazine.

"Xu Yanxi," the agent said while filming, "The hottest 'ghost live broadcast' anchor now, their company is preparing to push him to the entertainment industry, and he will also participate in the variety show 'Trickery' that you will participate in tomorrow." By the way, he also mentioned you in his previous live broadcast, or is it a little fan brother of yours. ”

Really? Jumo curled the corners of his lips and continued to watch the live broadcast.

On the screen, Xu Yanxi wiped the ash on his cheeks with his sleeve and smiled at the camera.

Xu Yanxi is a typical peach blossom eye, with a three-point smile in his eyes when he is not smiling, and at this moment, when he smiles together, there is a gentle light in his eyes, and the girl watching the live broadcast is crazy, desperately brushing gifts for the anchor.

"We're going to the third floor now, I can feel that there's a ...... nearby" Xu Yanxi lowered his voice and turned off the light on his mobile phone, and the picture suddenly dimmed.

Xu Yanxi's voice was very soft, almost whispering: "I saw him, are you ready?" ”

As his voice fell, the camera shifted to a dilapidated room, littered with garbage, with large pieces of peeling walls, and a very obvious figure standing with his back to the camera by the window, a tall and erect figure, who looked like a man.

The live broadcast room suddenly exploded, and the barrage and gifts were frantically swiped.

"It's so scary, Baby Yanxi begging for a hug!"

"I'm going to die, why am I watching this on Halloween! I don't dare to go to the toilet now if I want to!! ”

"This ghost looks in good shape! I suspect that he is a handsome ghost, and his real name asks for a face! ”

Not only the live broadcast room, but Jumo's agent also joined in the fun: "This ghost figure is quite similar to you, tsk, if this is played by someone, you can call it over to be your stand-in-huh?" How did the critical moment suddenly end? What about the right face? ”

Ju Mo didn't care about the ghost's face, he clicked to look back, and then moved the picture forward for a few minutes, and the picture was fixed on Xu Yanxi's ears and shoulders.

Jumo zoomed in on the picture, and on Xu Yanxi's right earlobe, a dark red mole was like a small ear stud, which was very obvious.

Jumo's fingertips brushed across the screen, gently stroking the red mole through the screen......

*

The moonlight was dim, and Xu Yanxi walked out of the murderous building wearing a loose white T-shirt.

The agent Ke Ke had been waiting by the car for a while, and as soon as he saw Xu Yanxi, he hurriedly asked, "Are you okay Yanxi?" Why did the live broadcast suddenly end just now? ”

Xu Yanxi handed the selfie stick and mobile phone to Ke Ke: "The mobile phone suddenly has no signal, so I can only end the live broadcast first, and I will send a Weibo to explain to you in a while." ”

"Hikoki, why are your eyes red?"

"It's in the dust." Xu Yanxi said in a muffled voice.

The agent drove Xu Yanxi home, and on the way told him to remember to pack his luggage when he went back, pick him up at noon tomorrow to go to the airport, and participate in the recording of a reality show in the murderous house.

Xu Yanxi responded absentmindedly, picked up his mobile phone and posted on Weibo to explain to fans.

After posting on Weibo, Xu Yanxi remembered the face he saw in the abandoned building again, his nose was sour, he glanced at the agent, and saw that she was driving seriously, so he secretly wiped his tears with the back of his hand. Only he knew that the reason why the live broadcast just now ended suddenly was not because there was no signal, but because he saw the ghost's face.

That face Xu Yanxi is too familiar, that person is the person he will feel his heart pounding when he sees it through the Internet, and he can't help but want to get closer.

finally looked forward to recording a show with him, not as a fan to see the stars, but as a work partner to walk to him, but met his ghost the day before the show was recorded.

Jumo ...... How could you die all of a sudden? I haven't heard any news about it on the Internet.

Xu Yanxi sniffed, clicked into Jumo's Weibo homepage, and then was shocked.

At the same time that he met Jumo's ghost, Jumo's Weibo updated a video with the title "One Sentence Ghost Story".

Xu Yanxi's throat was dry, he licked his lips, and then clicked play.

The man in the black shirt on the screen raised the corners of his mouth and said in a low tone: "I'll tell you a ghost story today." I'm not Jumo...... Guess who I am? ”

Ju Mo's face overlapped with the grimace, and a chill crept up Xu Yanxi's back, and he felt fear for the first time.

If the man in the video is Jumo, then who is the ghost he saw in the abandoned building?