At this moment, it is already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the Flowing Fire Avenue is still lively.

Tourists linger, especially when all the lights of the Flowing Fire Avenue are lit up, it is quite a bit of a city that never sleeps.

The smoke of the snack bar fills the sky above the Flowing Fire Avenue, and the gusting aroma attracts more people to stop and line up in front of the snack bar.

On the stall in front of Zhao Hu's shop, handicrafts were sold batch after batch, and many people rented ten famous swords to take pictures.

After a day of hard work and performances, Brother Pingtou's martial arts hall is finally no longer as deserted as before.

Most of the tourists sign up for the experience class, although it is not very expensive, but the emphasis is on the number of enough, which is also the first big money that Pingtou earns in the real sense.

However, it is worth noting that looking at the lively scene of Flowing Fire Avenue, the yellow hair of the live broadcast did not come in.

He stood outside the city gate, constantly watching the time, relying on the gimmick of the Flowing Fire Avenue, Huang Mao's live broadcast room poured into a large number of viewers in a short period of time.

"What does the anchor do?"

"The anchor's letter is quite miscellaneous!"

"The spiritual guy, you belong to the most connotative."

The new audience couldn't help but laugh at Huang Mao's various religious ornaments.

The part of religious belief can be regarded as being understood by this yellow hair.

As more and more people came, Huang Mao also quickly explained happily:

"Brothers, the live broadcast content of today's buddies is about this Flowing Fire Avenue.

Many guides on the Internet have mentioned that there are eight rules for the Flowing Fire Avenue, and they are even rumored to be a little evil.

Dude, I don't believe in this evil today, do you see this religious ornament that my buddy is wearing? It's all prepared for this live broadcast.

This cross is said to have been stained with the blood of Jesus.

This talisman was drawn by Zhang Tianshi himself.

This Buddha statue has been opened by eight eminent monks.

There is also this Buddha bead, which is said to have been plucked from the dragon descending Arhat! ”

Anyone can hear that this yellow hair is completely bragging.

However, the audience applauded below in line with the principle of not being too big to watch the excitement, and at the same time kept urging Huang Mao to hurry into the Flowing Fire Avenue, everyone wanted to see what would happen.

For the eight rules of the Flowing Fire Avenue, with the popularity of the Flowing Fire Avenue, everyone can already be regarded as knowing.

Some people who have experienced it first-hand have also warned in the guide they wrote to be sure to follow the rules, otherwise strange things will happen.

This is one of the few urban rumors at the moment, and naturally many people are curious about it.

Seeing that more and more people were pouring into the live broadcast room, the corners of Huang Mao's mouth were almost to the root of his ears.

But he still didn't rush in, but explained to the audience again:

"It's not interesting to go in now, doesn't the code say that you are not allowed to enter the Flowing Fire Avenue after 12 o'clock?

Today, a buddy will give you a midnight live broadcast, and at 12 o'clock enter the Flowing Fire Avenue with religious ornaments and walk around.

Please brush more rockets to support it, buddy to refute the rumors for everyone! ”

There are all kinds of comments in the comment section of the live broadcast room, but in fact, most people do not agree with the authenticity of the code.

"I'll go, I've heard that this code is quite evil, and the anchor is going to play with his life?"

"Huang Mao, are you hard enough, don't go in, you won't be able to get out."

"I support streamers, this code is just a publicity stunt.

Do people with good deeds fan the flames on the Internet, and do anyone really believe it? ”

More people still regard these rules as nothing more than a gimmick for the external publicity of an Internet celebrity pedestrian street, and they have been touched by the strange talk of the code that has been popular on the Internet recently.

As time passed by 1 minute and 1 second, there were more and more people in the live broadcast room, but there were fewer and fewer people in the Flowing Fire Avenue.

Seeing that it was close to 12 o'clock, Brother Pingtou and others also began to urge customers to leave as soon as possible.

Obviously, there was still a long queue at the food stalls, but at about eleven o'clock, the river god had already begun to close the stalls.

The tourists in line were a little unhappy about this.

"Boss, how can there be a reason in this world not to make money?"

"yes, boss, we've all been standing in line here for so long, you said the door was closed?"

"Flowing Fire Avenue is so popular, isn't it good to develop a night market, why does it close at 12 o'clock, and the nightlife in our side hasn't started yet."

In the face of the tourists' dissatisfaction with each word, the river god said earnestly while closing the stall:

"I haven't had enough fun to come back tomorrow, after 12 o'clock, no one can stay in the Flowing Fire Avenue, this is the rule.

Come early tomorrow, and I'll give you a discount, and it's better than having an accident here at night. ”

Everyone was confused by the river god's words.

What could happen to this place?

Why do the owners of these shops babble like the code?

Brother Pingtou, who was still enthusiastically soliciting customers one second, made a straight face the next second.

When someone came forward to ask, Brother Pingtou no longer enthusiastically introduced the business of the martial arts hall, but hurriedly drove people out:

"Don't put it aside, let's sneak home, it's 12 o'clock soon, and I don't see the code?

Drift Fire Avenue will be closed after 12 o'clock, so let's go! ”

Zhao Hu was more direct, and without saying a word, he closed the stall, and closed the door of the store in a few seconds.

All of a sudden, the attitude reversed, leaving tourists confused.

Zhao Xue also walked out at this moment, gently persuading the tourists to leave this place as soon as possible.

Before 12 o'clock, all visitors were cleared, and the entrances and exits on both sides were cordoned off, and no one was allowed to enter.

The sign not far away that reads the code of conduct has also begun to light up red, which is also in line with the code of conduct, when the LED light board is lit up red, please do not enter.

Pingtou brother Zhao Hu and the river god were called to the management office by Zhao Xue, and they had to reconcile with Zhao Xue as usual, so that they could settle the income of each store at the end of the month, and extract rent and loans from it.

The tourists scattered reluctantly, and the cars in the parking lot were gone in a short time.

Few tourists noticed that in the corner outside the city gates, the bright light of the mobile phone screen shone on the excited face of the yellow hair.

The number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded 10,000 at present, and for an anchor like Huang Mao, who was born in the wild, he has never received so much attention.

"Huang Mao, it's 12 o'clock now, are you going or not?"

"Don't be cowardly, buddy, go forward boldly!"

[Night Kick Widow Door Gift Rocket......]

Looking at the gorgeous gift effects on the screen, Huang Mao suddenly became clever and stood up:

"Come on, brothers, Ding is Ding Mao is Mao, it's today.

Dude, I'll take you to explore the Flowing Fire Avenue at night and break these rumors! ”

Huang Mao walked towards the Flowing Fire Avenue with a smug face, but when he came to the city gate, he realized that he was not the only one who had gathered.

The people in this direction, like him, were also holding mobile phones, and they were obviously a little surprised by the appearance of the other party.

"You're also a streamer?"

Huang Mao asked a little puzzled, and a young couple nodded immediately.

These two are also a little famous on the Internet, and their fan base has reached 450,000 people, which is actually the same as Huang Mao's purpose.

They also want to rub the flow of the Flowing Fire Avenue, and this night into the Flowing Fire Avenue is obviously a suitable gimmick.

In addition to this little couple, there was also a boy walking next to him, and the theme of this boy's live broadcast was anti-feudal superstition.

This type of live broadcast can be regarded as emerging in recent years, and the daily live broadcast is to play some so-called supernatural games on the Internet, or go to the cemetery, go to the wilderness and explore.

4 people, you look at me, I look at you, I didn't expect this idea to collide together.

However, the 4 people quickly reached a consensus, since it is so fateful, let's complete the next live broadcast together, and enter the Flowing Fire Avenue after 12 o'clock to see what can happen.

Huang Mao didn't think about the isolation line blocking at the door, so he tore it off, and the last line of 4 people walked into the dark Flowing Fire Avenue.

After 12 o'clock, there was no light on the Flowing Fire Boulevard, and it was foggy.

Strange to say, there is no trace of fog outside the city gate, but the white fog inside the city gate is getting thicker and thicker.

The LED light with the code written on it emits a penetrating red light. At this time, although it is the same place, the atmosphere is very different from the daytime, and it inexplicably gives people an eerie feeling.

Huang Mao's heart was a little uneasy, and he didn't understand where this uneasiness came from.

However, as soon as he saw so many people accompanying him in the live broadcast room, the uneasiness in Huang Mao's heart was quickly swept away.

"Family, now that we have entered the Flowing Fire Avenue, we don't have any special feelings, it seems that those rules are complete nonsense."

Huang Mao said to the people in the live broadcast room with a nonchalant face, and then he turned the camera and aimed it at the Flowing Fire Avenue, wanting all the audience to have an immersive feeling.

The only girl among them has been following the boy closely, and from the moment he entered the Flowing Fire Avenue, he always felt that something was strange.

"It's so cold here, and it's not a wind chill in the ordinary sense of the word, as if we're in an ice cellar."

Hearing this, the boy next to him suddenly smiled nonchalantly:

"That's just your delusion, it's only July, how can it be cold?"

The boy who was walking alone behind on the other side said to the audience in the live broadcast room at this moment:

"What age are they, and some people still believe in these feudal superstitions.

What the hell is the ghost of July, the ancients did not know science, so they believed in these so-called cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

The bracelet says that you won't be allowed to enter the Flowing Fire Avenue after midnight, but I'm still okay now?

There are so many strange things, it's just that everyone scares themselves. ”

While talking, the anti-feudal and superstitious anchor raised his head and looked around, but at this time, he noticed that the white fog had become a little thicker at some point, and he couldn't even see the figures of the people in front of him.

"What about people? Where did the people in front of you go? ”

The audience in the live broadcast room also began to notice that something was wrong, how could the white fog suddenly rise in just a few seconds?

Gusts of wind blew, but it couldn't blow away the white fog at all.

For the sake of the live broadcast effect, the anchor could only continue to walk forward with his memory, but not long after that, there was a fork in the road in front of him.

Without much thought, the young man only thought that maybe a few other people had gone to the front and opened up the distance, so he turned straight into this fork in the road and walked towards the front.

But gradually, the young anchor also realized that something was not quite right.

The road seems to be endless, and there is no end in sight after walking for a long time.

And the style of this road is completely different from the previous Flowing Fire Boulevard, there are no shops on either side, instead there are rows of lush trees.

Glancing at the time, the young anchor found that he had been walking on this road for nearly 20 minutes, which made him stop with some confusion and muttered strangely:

"Is this Flowing Fire Avenue so long? Why didn't you pay attention when you came during the day? ”

However, at this moment, the comment of an audience member in the comment area made the young anchor suddenly feel a chill in his back.

"I just went to look at the eight rules written in the online guide, and one of them is the Flowing Fire Avenue, and there is only one road."

The young anchor suddenly frowned, if there is only one road on the Flowing Fire Avenue, then what is the road he is walking on now?

The anchor stood under the tree, and for a moment he didn't dare to go any further.

He looked in the direction he had come, but found that it was obscured by a white mist, and he could no longer see anything.

After relieving himself slightly, the anchor secretly gritted his teeth, and then returned the same way, intending to return to the fork in the road to see what was going on.

Nearly half an hour had passed, and it was clear that he had only walked on this road for 20 minutes, and it stands to reason that he must have returned to the fork in the road long ago.

But this is still a long path with no end in sight, and the white mist is mixed with the surrounding darkness, which always makes people feel an indescribable weirdness.

In this situation, even the dullest person can realize that something is wrong.

He immediately stopped, and opened the map in disbelief, only to find that his location was still in the Flowing Fire Avenue.

However, no matter how much he tried to move, the icon on the map was always fixed in the center of the Flowing Fire Avenue.

The audience in the live broadcast room also felt a little weird, and all kinds of comments followed, constantly stimulating the anchor's tense nerves.

"Isn't this the legendary ghost hitting the wall?"

"The code says that if you go to a fork in the road, close your eyes, and turn three times in place to return to the original point, do you want to try it?"

"Did you notice that the trees on both sides of this road seem to be of the same species, does anyone know what kind of tree this is?"

"I just checked on the Internet, and when I saw the leaves of this tree, it seemed to be a mulberry tree."

", I heard my grandfather say, don't plant mulberry in the front, don't plant willows in the back, this mulberry tree is a tree of extreme yin!"

Seeing such a comment, the anchor also turned his head and looked at the trees behind him.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, the anchor who has been nervous only to realize that the trees planted on both sides of the road are all mulberry trees.

Since ancient times, there has always been a saying.

"Sangliu Du pear acacia, don't enter the Yang house."

This sentence refers to the five types of trees: mulberry, willow, du, pear and locust trees.

These five types of trees are known as yin wood, which can easily attract evil spirits and damage feng shui.

And on the other hand, as far as the eye can see, there will not be a single street in the country that uses a tree like mulberry for greenery.

But this road is like this, how can it not make people feel evil?

As the saying goes, when the shade tree enters the house, the house is not at peace.

At this special hour of twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he was trapped on a fork in the road that should not exist, and there were shade trees planted on both sides, so you can imagine how panicked the anchor's heart was at the moment.

He began to quicken his pace, running in the direction he had come, but until he was exhausted, he still couldn't leave the place.

Everything around him seemed to be the same, which made him more and more devastated, and he had long since lost the ridicule and calmness he had before.

However, he is not the only one who has suffered as a result, and the situation of the others is not optimistic at present.

Huang Mao, who had the most arrogant attitude, also noticed that in the white fog, the figures of other people had disappeared at this time.

But how can the big grinning yellow hair care about this?

His attention was all on the growing number of people in the live broadcast room and the special effects of gifts on the screen, and he didn't realize that a figure was gradually approaching him in front of him.

The white fog was getting thicker and thicker, and he couldn't see the shops on either side.

In other words, without an obvious reference, Huang Mao is not sure whether he is still walking on the road of flowing fire.

But Huang Mao, who was attracted by all the attention in the live broadcast room, didn't notice it at all, and at this moment he was still shouting loudly that there was nothing special about this Flowing Fire Avenue.

Until, the figure in the white mist gradually walked in front of Huang Mao.

Huang Mao, who was still watching the live broadcast just now, inadvertently raised his head and was suddenly taken aback.

In front of her stood an old lady in rags, covered in dirt and holding a broken bowl in her hand.

"Okay boy, it's okay......"

The old lady said to Huang Mao in an extremely ugly voice, and at the same time handed her bowl to Huang Mao.

However, Huang Mao waved his hand impatiently:

"Why is there still food in this place, hurry up and go, don't get in the way."

As he spoke, Huang Mao walked around the old lady and walked forward, and at the same time said with a disdainful face:

"I'll just say that those rules are deceptive, isn't this old lady who wants food also in the middle of the night on the Flowing Fire Avenue, what can it do?"

However, what Huang Mao didn't expect was that just after he said this, a series of swipes suddenly began in the comment area.

"Who was the anchor talking to?"

"What kind of old lady is asking for food, who is there just now?"

"This show works well, I admit I was scared!"

But after seeing these comments, Huang Mao suddenly stopped, and he slowly turned his head a little stiffly and looked behind him.

Except for the white mist, there was no figure.

"Smack!"

At this moment, a crisp sound came.

Huang Mao looked down in astonishment, only to find that the Buddha beads he was wearing on his hand were suddenly disconnected.

The Buddha beads rolled around on the ground, and Huang Mao was stunned in place.

Before he could react, the voice of the old lady from before came to his ears again:

"Okay boy, it's okay......"

(End of chapter)