The photographer who watched Sister Zhou's video turned pale at the moment, and looked at Lu Chen quietly

said in a difficult tone: "Brother, you don't want to go to the cemetery, do you?" ”

"I don't think it's good to go to a suburban cemetery in the middle of the night......"

"Besides, when I came here, I heard from my colleagues that your cemetery is always haunted at night!"

When Lu Chen heard the photographer's words, his face turned pale.

Then he nodded seriously and asked the photographer:

"Or. Shall we go back to sleep? Sister Zhou said it herself, the resentment on her body, she has to hand over a cigarette when the ghost comes. ”

"Maybe she's okay now, smoking with a ghost?"

As soon as the photographer heard the ghost, he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly grabbed Lu Chen and didn't let him continue.

"Brother! When you say this, it's even more terrifying, so let's go home and sleep! ”

"I agree, if you don't raise your spirits, how will you work tomorrow!"

Lu Chen didn't say a word, and drove towards his community with one foot on the accelerator.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed out loud when they saw the timid appearance of the two.

[(laughing and crying) Hahaha! I'm laughing to death, Brother Lu and the photographer are really timid! 】

[No, you just abandoned Sister Zhou like this? People have forgotten the big meal they invited you to eat before??? 】

[(covering his face) I never expected this, Brother Lu is not even afraid of wanted criminals, but he is actually afraid of ghosts? 】

[Slow, Brother Lu seems to have turned around! ] 】

In the live broadcast room, a barrage immediately attracted the attention of all audiences.

On the wide avenue, a silver-white supercar made a handsome drifting U-turn.

Lu Chen, who had just driven out no more than a hundred meters, turned around at this moment and looked in the direction of the suburbs.

On the silver-white supercar, Lu Chen held the steering wheel with an indifferent expression on his face.

There is no fear at all.

The photographer still didn't understand what was going on, and looked at Lu Chen, who suddenly changed sex, and his tone was full of horror.

"Brother! You're not afraid of ghosts! ”

Hearing the photographer's words, Lu Chen just pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Afraid? I don't have that word in my dictionary! ”

Photographer: "......"

"Brother, this seems to be my line......"

Lu Chen saw that the photographer was still unconscious, and patted the photographer's head a little ironclad.

"Stupid! I ask you, what are we doing this morning! ”

The photographer thought for a while, tilted his head and wondered, "Sleep?" ”

Lu Chen didn't get up until eleven o'clock this morning, and the photographer couldn't think of what he had done except for sleeping.

Probably because Lu Chen also recalled that he didn't wake up until eleven o'clock this morning, and coughed to hide his embarrassment.

simply stopped selling it, and said to the photographer:

"O temple! We went to worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva today! ”

Hearing this, the photographer's face suddenly showed a look of sudden realization.

slapped his thigh hard, and said after realizing it:

"That's right! How did I forget this stubble! ”

"Just this buff on our body, not to mention ordinary ghosts, even black and white impermanence is coming, we have to hand us a cigarette and light a fire!"

The thought of worshipping so many bodhisattvas today swept away the fear in the photographer's heart.

Suddenly became extremely confident, and couldn't help but straighten his chest, his face full of seriousness and justice.

Facing the camera, he said slowly: "In fact, there are no so-called ghosts and gods in the world, please believe in science!" ”

"Today, I will lead by example with Brother Lu and break the feudal superstition!"

The location of the cemetery sent by Sister Zhou is not far from the city, and the road is clear late at night.

It only took Lu Chen less than half an hour to drive to his destination, and the silver-white supercar slowly stopped.

A dim, dilapidated and gloomy cemetery shrouded in thick fog came into view.

Decaying wooden plaques entangle vines, and the word "cemetery" can be faintly seen through the dense vines.

It's just that the handwriting on the front is obscured by lush vines, and I don't know what the name of this cemetery is.

The breeze gradually blew in, and the thick fog formed by the temperature difference between day and night was blown away a little.

"Gah! Ga! ”

A strange black crow stood in the treetops, its scarlet pupils looking down at the photographer and Lu Chen in front of him.

The photographer looked at the cemetery, which looked like the location of a horror movie, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

There was no longer the previous calmness on his face, he turned his head to look at Lu Chen, and said with great difficulty:

"Brother, why don't we go? I wonder if something is going to pop up here at any time! ”

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but stand up when they saw this eerie scene.

[I'll go!] Where is Sister Zhou here? He meowed and said that it was the underworld, and I believed it! 】

[Sister Zhou is so cowardly, does she dare to come to such a place? Or are you dizzy? 】

[Isn't it? Which bad breed let Sister Zhou come to this kind of place alone, and she doesn't have to be responsible for anything that happens! 】

【……】

"Crackling!"

"Crackling!"

Lu Chen's feet stepped on the thick dead leaves on the ground, making a sound like a flame burning a branch.

Facing the eerie cemetery in front of him, Lu Chen's face was so calm that he couldn't see any waves. The first to walk into the cemetery.

Then he turned his head to the photographer and comforted: "Don't worry, just this buff on our body, there is nothing you can do with us when Lord Yama comes!" ”

The photographer was suspicious and followed Lu Chen into the gate of the cemetery.

The two walked into the cemetery one after the other, and walked about twenty meters.

The thick fog that had filled the surroundings suddenly disappeared, and the vision suddenly became clearer.

Graves overgrown with withered grass appeared in front of me.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time, and the entire cemetery has been overgrown with weeds and abandoned for a long time.

The words that should have been engraved on the tombstone were also covered by weeds.

I can only vaguely see some plastic paper pieces that look like candy packaging, and the paper pieces look relatively new.

It shows that there are still people who have come to worship recently, which makes the photographer feel a lot more at ease.

Although the cemetery has been abandoned for a long time, it is still somewhat inhabited.

Thinking of this, the photographer couldn't help but be curious while observing the surrounding tombstones:

"Brother, I see that there are still people coming to worship in this cemetery, why is there no one to clean it up?"

But all that answered him was the shrill cry of the crow like a death knell, the rustle of the leaves in the breeze, and the breaking of the leaves as his feet stepped on the dead leaves.

The photographer was suddenly stunned, as if a cold wind was blowing behind him, as if something was standing behind him.

The whole person tensed up, and he didn't dare to look back, so he could only call out tentatively:

"Brother?"

There was still no sound behind the photographer.

The man seemed to stand still, unable to hear even the sound of the dead leaves breaking.

The photographer became even more nervous, and once again leaned behind him:

"Brother Lu?"

(End of chapter)