After Ling Feng left, Xiao Zhuo turned off the lights, whistled in his mouth, lay back, and picked up his mobile phone in a bored way and clicked on a live video APP.

The APP recommended him a variety of funny videos, and Xiao Zhuogang wanted to click on a random video to pass the time, but soon, his eyes were attracted by the supernatural area in the corner.

The name of this anchor is still very sassy, called the charming little Song Ge.

Xiao Zhuo clicked on the video, the screen was dark, and the live broadcast had not yet started.

A few seconds later, a man's voice came from the video: "Hello, good evening everyone, I'm the charming little Brother Song." Tonight, we don't talk about feelings, we don't talk about psychology. Tonight, we're just going live – hell!"

The man deliberately lowered his voice, deliberately creating a mysterious atmosphere.

Xiao Zhuo just took a sip of water, and almost didn't spray the water in his mouth on the screen, isn't this sound Song Shuliang?!

Unexpectedly, this guy opened a psychological clinic and worked part-time as an anchor, I have to say that he is quite profitable.

As soon as Song Shuliang finished saying the word "hell", the comment area immediately exploded.

"Hey, Brother Song, why did you start pretending to be a ghost?"

"Don't, Brother Song, I still want to hear you analyze and analyze how to make a man fall in love with me!"

"Hahaha, upstairs, do you want a man to fall in love with you, or do you want to fall in love with you?"

"Brother Song, don't pay attention to the stinky on the 2nd floor, sit back and wait for the live broadcast, if it's really hell, I'll brush you with an astronaut of 10,000 yuan, rush to the sky!"

"What's the matter, a bunch of sand coins upstairs, what age is this, what the hell are you? Xiao Song, don't be foolish, if Lao Tzu finds out that you are cheating, Lao Tzu will rush to your psychological clinic and beat your head crooked!"

"Hey, hey, don't be rude with that grumpy brother above, live broadcast, just take a look, what's more real?"

Song Shuliang saw that someone was scolding him in the comment area, and he hurriedly explained: "This old man, you should be calm. Two days ago, I encountered a very strange thing on this road, so I wanted to see if I could meet the female ghost tonight. ”

As the words fell, a picture gradually appeared on the screen, the lights on both sides of the road were dim, and there was a tree-lined path ahead.

Xiao Zhuo was stunned, this road was the tree-lined path near the Imperial Capital Hospital, and it was also the place where the female ghost in red appeared.

Song Shuliang was wearing a black mask, covering half of his face, he appeared in front of the screen, pointed to the path behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Two nights ago, I drove by here. When I got to the middle of the road, there was a sudden 'bang' and I realized that I had hit a woman in red!"

As he spoke, Song Shuliang's emotions became excited: "I was almost scared, I killed the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes, and as a result, I hit a big tree with broken roots." ”

Song Shuliang's performance is very emotional!

The comment section blew up again.

Netizen A: "Needless to say, I've already guessed the following, and next, you will definitely say that you didn't hit anyone at all, right?"

Song Shuliang was puzzled and winked at the screen: ", this old man, you are clever!"

Netizen B: "What kind of trick is this? This is all an old-fashioned story!"

Song Shuliang frowned and said, "Alas, don't believe it. ”

With that, he straightened the phone holder and pointed the camera directly at the tree-lined path.

Song Shuliang took a handbag from the car and threw it on the ground, he opened the zipper, and took out incense candles, money paper, and a rusty iron bell from it.

Song Shuliang picked up the bell and shook it in front of the camera, and said proudly: "See? This is the ancestral soul bell of our Song family, it is said that as long as the bell rings in the middle of the night, you can see ghosts." ”

Netizen C: "Brother Song, don't be a psychiatrist, go and be a god stick who cheats and abducts, by the way, deceive the little girl or something, how majestic, hahaha." ”

Netizen D: "The lewd man upstairs shut up, don't disturb Brother Song to recruit ghosts." ”

Xiao Zhuo stared at the screen, the bell was rusty, and it did seem that it had a history. It's just that, through the screen, I don't know if this soul bell is real or not.

Xiao Zhuo looked at the time in the upper right corner of the screen, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Song Shuliang took out a small incense burner from his bag, he inserted the lit incense candle into the incense burner, and sprinkled a handful of paper money into the night sky, "Ding Ling-Ding Ling-" He rang the bell, and said straight in his mouth: "Come on...... Come on...... Come on!"

Netizens in the comment area complained: "Brother Song, I didn't say you, your line is similar to the girl in the Qinglou, can we change it?"

Song Shuliang glared at the screen: "Fool, this is a spell, a spell!"

Netizens complained again: "What a few broken spells." ”

Song Shuliang threw another handful of paper money into the night sky, "Whew-" The yin wind blew and the candlelight flickered.

The comment section blew up again.

"Ahh

"Brother Song, turn back, turn back!"

"Oh my God, there really are ghosts!"

"Brother Song, there is a ghost behind you!"

Song Shuliang was squatting in front of the incense burner to protect the candle flame that was about to go out, completely ignoring the information on his mobile phone.

Song Shuliang's back was gradually clouded, and Xiao Zhuo stared at the screen intently.

Suddenly, a broom knocked on Song Shuliang's head.

"Ahh

"Ghost!" In the dark night, Song Shuliang's earth-shattering, weeping ghost and god howl sounded.

Song Shuliang's figure disappeared from the screen, and a middle-aged woman wearing cleaning clothes appeared on the screen, she scolded Song Shuliang: "What do you call on the side of the road in the middle of the night? Look at the broken things in this place, you will sweep the street for me tomorrow?!"

After that, the cleaning aunt directly swept all the paper money in the place where Song Shuliang scattered it and poured it into the trash.

"It's a big night, don't make garbage here, hurry home!"

Aunt Cleaning scolded Song Shuliang again, there was no one in Song Shuliang on the screen, everyone guessed that he must have been so frightened that he shrank in a corner on the side of the road.

A fan in the comment area comforted: "Hey, Brother Song, don't be afraid, it's just a cleaning aunt." ”

"It's just, there's no ghost at all, don't cry. ”

commented one after another, for a full five minutes, Song Shuliang did not appear on the screen, but vaguely heard his crying.

Xiao Zhuo couldn't help it, and sent a message with his hand: "What does a big man look like when he cries?"

Netizens commented: "That's right, you dare to do this kind of hellish live broadcast if you are a little bold? Who gave you the courage? Don't come out next time and be embarrassed, right?"

More and more people began to scold Song Shuliang in the comments, and Xiao Zhuo felt a strong wave of online violence.

Half a minute later, a figure gradually approached the screen, and Song Shuliang's figure finally appeared on the screen again.

It's just that he is still sobbing, his hands are tightly clenched on his sleeves, and tears are falling down like a wronged daughter-in-law.

Sure enough, netizens in the comment area began to complain again: "Brother Song, as for being scared like this?

Song Shuliang slowly raised his head and gasped for breath.

A pair of red and swollen eyes full of anger from crying, he looked at the iron bell lying on the ground, raised his foot and stepped on it hard, not forgetting to crush it a few times.

"Brother Song, isn't this your family's ancestral bell?

"Shhhhh

Xiao Zhuojian frowned, he vaguely saw that there were two shadows reflected on the ground, but it was clear that there was only Song Shuliang on the screen, and the two shadows gradually overlapped together.

Song Shuliang raised his head suddenly, his scarlet eyes stared at the screen in front of him, his hands clenched into fists, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and there seemed to be monstrous anger in his heart.

The next second, he shouted angrily at the screen: "Liu Zhiming!