Seeing this barrage, Xia Yihui's heart trembled, and he subconsciously turned his head to look in the mirror.
The glaring white light made the face in the mirror pale, with crimson lips and slightly black eyes. This was the first time Xia Yihui saw himself so haggard.
It is worth mentioning that there is only himself in the mirror and no one else.
Xia Yihui clenched the yellow wildflower in his hand a little bit. Under the incandescent light, the light of the wildflower was not worth mentioning, but it was this faint light that inexplicably made him feel at ease.
"Huh? I just saw a... I don't know what kind of black shadow is standing next to Xia Xia. Could it be that I misread it?"
"Sure enough, let's run quickly, I think this dormitory looks scary!"
"Run? Where are you going? Other places may be more scary."
"Damn it, everyone should have seen it! As soon as the anchor turned his head to look in the mirror, that thing disappeared!"
Xia Yihui turned his attention to the barrage, thinking that since everyone has seen it, there might really be something unclean. It's just that for some reason, when he looked in the mirror, the thing wanted to hide.
Thinking of this, he turned around, walked back into the dormitory, and went straight to the desk covered with white paper just now.
When he searched the house just now, he saw a SLR bag placed on top of the table with white paper... Since the ghost is not showing up, he wanted to avoid him, so he had to take the initiative to order it.
The SLR bag was placed in the bookcase in the upper right corner of the table. Xia Yihui reached out to take the bag off, and his hands were immediately covered with a layer of fine dust. The zipper was opened, and the dust choked him so much that he could not stop coughing.
Although it has been used for a long time, the battery will not consume power for no reason when it is placed aside, so this SLR can still be used barely, but the operation is a little slow and aging.
After taking out the DSLR, Xia Yihui was just about to turn around and go back to the balcony, but there was a sudden stop.
He slowly placed the DSLR on the table, reached out and picked up a piece of paper on the table, on which a line of words was written crookedly.
- i'm looking at you
Just a few words, without any punctuation marks. It was just a bare line of words, Xia Yi turned his head when he read it.
The temperature around him seemed to drop several degrees suddenly, and the swishing cold wind invaded through the unclosed door.
The body seemed to feel the belated coldness and stiffness at this time.
With a 'shua', Xia Yihui turned his head and looked behind him, frowning.
The cold wind from outside blows in and slowly lifts the bed cover, as if there is a monster with teeth and claws hiding in the tight bed cover, waiting for the opportunity to crawl, staring at its prey with cold and slippery eyes.
The dead and silent room reveals a strong ominous feeling.
During the survey just now, Xia Yihui remembered very clearly that there were a total of thirty A4 sheets of paper on the entire table, and he read them all without missing anything, just for fear of missing any tricks.
It was also for this reason that he clearly remembered that the thirty sheets of A4 paper were all clothing design drawings, and none of them had words written on them.
So, where did this extra paper come from
The barrage in the live broadcast room seemed to be quite frightened, and some people turned off the live broadcast directly, not daring to watch it again. Others got together in twos and threes, covering their heads with pillows and screaming.
This wave came, even the elders couldn't bear it anymore. When everyone touched their arms, goosebumps appeared on their entire arms.
Xia Yi looked at the words for a few seconds, everyone saw that his brows were furrowed, and thought they had discovered something different, they never expected to see him twist the paper into a ball, and said something disgusting.
"This word is really ugly."
Everyone: "..."
Hey, pay attention to this at this time, is the point crooked? !
After being stunned, everyone couldn't help laughing.
The barrage is also full of "hahahahahahaha", the sand sculpture style of the whole live broadcast room does not look like a horror copy at all, but more like watching a cross talk show.
Some new viewers stared at the barrage in bewilderment. Why is it that the other live broadcast rooms are so frightened and trembling, but the painting style of this live broadcast room is so weird
Someone explained to the new audience what happened just now, and the latter suddenly realized and gave thumbs up.
One word, Sao!
Many viewers who lingered in the major live broadcast rooms stopped, and they wanted to see if the anchor could be more aggressive.
Xia Yi put aside the ball of paper and took the DSLR to the balcony.
During the period, I don't know whether it was because the piece of paper acted as a psychological hint, or because there was indeed something unclean, Xia Yihui always felt like a light on his back.
It was as if in the darkness, there was really something 'looking at him', peeping at him, staring at him silently and making a series of actions.
Put the SLR on the door frame of the toilet, facing the mirror, and then adjust it to video mode.
With a sound of 'beep', the SLR started recording.
Afterwards, as usual, Xia Yi came back and walked back and forth on the balcony, tossing and turning to see if there were any new discoveries.
During the live broadcast, the audience kept staring at Xia Yihui, wishing to glue their eyes to the computer screen, and immediately hit the keyboard whenever there was any trouble, reminding Xia Yihui to run away.
There is no need to mention everyone's fears during the process, but this time, they were all in vain. The ghost seemed to sense the existence of the SLR, and it was not easy to show up this time.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It's not clear what kind of mentality they have at this time, they seem to be expecting the ghost in the mirror to appear, but they are very resistant.
Five minutes later, Xia Yihui stopped his movements.
"It's all old things." He clapped his palms to wipe off a layer of fine dust from his fingertips, then turned around and reached for the SLR that stood beside the door frame.
The harsh white light illuminates everything, even the DSLR screen.
The barrage in the live broadcast room was filled with 'ahhhh', and everyone shouted that they couldn't watch it. Curiosity killed the cat. But despite the verbal resistance, the audience's bodies are still extremely honest.
Maybe they retreated a few meters, maybe hid under the quilt, or even covered their eyes with their hands, but no matter what, they still had a small gap to watch the live screen.
— I'm looking at you.
Will you find the answer to this sentence in the video
With the sound of 'thrilling', the video began to play in an orderly manner.
The sound of pinging, bang, bang, and rummaging through boxes and cabinets sounded, and Xia Yihui was facing the mirror, staring at the self in the SLR without blinking.
Time passed by every minute and every second, everything was as usual, and there was nothing dirty in the video.
Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Xia Yihui suddenly moved.
"It's not someone in the mirror." He reached out and tapped the screen, his voice a little hoarse, "It's someone behind me."
Hearing this sentence, everyone turned pale with shock, and followed his finger to look at the SLR screen, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
When the video was nearing the end, Xia Yi turned his back to the mirror and checked the toiletries placed on the steps. It was because they didn't look carefully before, but after Xia Yi reminded them this time, they realized that something was wrong.
— Two figures overlapped on the ground.
But I can't see it on the screen, maybe the 'thing' is transparent and only shows the shadow. More likely, that 'thing' was blocked by Xia Yihui...
What can be blocked by an adult man, but the shadow on the ground is not much different
woman... child...
stop! Everyone was frightened by their brain supply.
If outsiders like them are like this, Xia Yihui in the dungeon must be even more scared, right
Thinking of this, everyone felt sorry for Xia Yihui.
"Don't be afraid, Xia Xia, why don't we quit, since we haven't been here for long anyway."
"I just came from another live broadcast room. I saw other anchors playing the hut in the woods ghost card. It was quite easy to see that way. Why don't the host see if I can exchange invalid cards for the hut in the woods ghost card?"
Seeing the barrage prompt, Xia Yihui shook his head amusedly, "No, it's just that I can bear this level."
After all, he put all his energy back into the video. There was a dead silence around, only the SLR in his hand made a series of noises, which was lively and lonely, making people flustered for no reason.
The 'thing' doesn't show up until the end of the video.
Xia Yi took the SLR back and sighed.
On the bright side, he's now pretty sure he's been stalked by something nasty, at least he doesn't have to be paranoid anymore.
In the end, there was only one toilet left. After a quick scan, if he didn't find any information, he would leave this dormitory and step into the thick black mist.
With a bang, Xia Yihui turned on the light in the toilet.
Different from the darkness in the dormitory and the glare of the balcony, the light in the toilet is the third kind of horror.
The faint blue light came down, setting off the depression and desolation inside. The inside is about two square meters, in the shape of a squatting pit, and the pit has dried up.
Once Xia approached the bathroom, the shower had already stuck to the bracket and could not be removed. The squat pit was a little ahead, and he approached the squat pit after studying the shower.
Maybe it is too old, there is no smell in the toilet. The pit was also clean, except for a bottomless black hole.
Facing the hole directly, Xia Yihui felt a little uncomfortable. Not the fear of ghosts, but this doubt about facing the unknown.
Isn't that often done in horror movies? Walking into the toilet in the haunted house, the inside is also empty, and even the squatting pit is dry. The protagonist may not have cared what he was doing by the pit, but in a corner he couldn't see, a hand was slowly stretching out from the pit...
"boom-"
The frosted glass door of the toilet was suddenly closed, and there was a loud noise, which directly interrupted Xia Yihui's thoughts.
The sound was loud. He had been concentrating at a high level just now when it was suddenly interrupted. Naturally, he trembled from fright, and even the yellow flower he was carrying in his hand was almost thrown into the pit.
"What's going on?! What happened?" The audience in the live broadcast room were also quite frightened.
Following Xia Yihui's gaze, everyone comforted themselves that the door might be closed by the wind, but as soon as they thought about it, they saw the frosted glass on the door.
To be precise, I saw something through the frosted glass.
There seemed to be a person standing outside the door, not too close to the door, probably a little bit in front of the mirror. The faint blue light hits the frosted glass, and the cool tone renders a terrifying atmosphere.
so far so good. Everyone thought to themselves, luckily they are not close, if they open the door and run directly, maybe there is time... right
Before the audience watching the live broadcast could figure out the answer, in the blink of an eye, the black shadow that was 1.5 meters away from the door seemed to be bigger. After being dazed, everyone realized that the black shadow was getting closer.
Frosted glass is widely used in major hotels and is very interesting. This kind of glass makes it impossible to see clearly whether you look at the outside from the inside or the inside from the outside. You can only see the figure vaguely, and the rest is all up to you.
If it is placed between lovers, this kind of fun is extremely interesting, but if it is placed between players and ghosts, it is quite bad.
Thoughts went back and forth in my mind several times. At this time, the 'something' outside the door had already moved several steps closer, almost close at hand, tightly against the frosted glass. At the same time, a face was reflected on the door.
Bright red blood, long black hair, distorted facial features, a smile split behind the ears... everything passed through this door, looking absurd and real.
You can imagine it standing tightly against the frosted glass door. If it didn't have this door, it should have entered the toilet by this time, and it should be close to him face to face.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihui couldn't help taking a step back, his heart beating like a drum.