The middle-aged man said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! What do you, a little girl, know?"
But I looked at her and said, "The girl has a point. What's your name?"
"Shouldn't you state your name before asking someone's name?" She also looked at me.
"You can call me a horror anchorwoman," I said.
She was startled suddenly: "Are you a horror female anchor?"
"You know me?"
"Of course, my brother is a big fan of yours." The girl said, "His dream is to be on your live broadcast."
She looked at my brooch and said, "Are you streaming right now?"
I nodded, she waved her hand towards the brooch camera, and said with a smile, "Brother, did you see it? I'm on the live broadcast of the horror female anchor."
"Isn't it the time to talk about this now?" My head was full of black lines, "Girl, are you not afraid at all?"
"Thanks to my brother, I have experienced more horrible things." The girl said, "My name is Tang Meiqi, it's an honor to meet you, anchor."
I shook hands with her. At this time, the light rail slowly stopped on the platform. We were hesitating whether to go out, but found that the cab began to deform.
White spikes grew from the ceiling and floor.
"What is this?" The middle-aged man yelled in fright.
"This is a fang!" I exclaimed in surprise, "This light rail is indeed a ghost, hurry up!"
I kicked open the door and kicked away a monster that was close. Together with Diablo, I slashed all the way and rushed to the door.
"Help, help!" The old man walked slowly, just as he rushed to the door, two monsters rushed up.
I turned around and threw a handful of cinnabar, and the red powder flew up, drenching the monster's head and face.
"Gah!" The faces of the monsters began to smoke, and they immediately covered them with their hands, making sharp screams.
The moment the car door was about to close, I grabbed the old man's arm and dragged him out.
We watched the light rail go away, and we were very lucky for the rest of our lives.
The middle-aged man said: "Let's wait here, when the car comes back, we can go back."
An old man who didn't speak said: "The car is coming back, do you dare to go in and sit?"
The middle-aged man was choked and said angrily: "You are so courageous! If you were so courageous, why didn't you run out by yourself just now, and you need someone to save you?"
The old man gasped and said, "If I were thirty years younger and as old as you, would I still need someone to save me?"
"Stop making noise!" I shouted, "Look!"
Everyone looked in the direction I pointed, and saw a dog strutting along the street.
Everyone was shocked.
This dog was as big as a calf, and looked a bit like a Tibetan mastiff. Its mouth was full of blood-stained teeth, with blood and shredded meat hanging on it.
The middle-aged man was so scared that his legs trembled: "This is hell, this must be hell."
The old man sighed and said, "It seems that the legend is true."
"What legend?" I asked quickly.
The old man said: "I am almost eighty years old this year. When I was very young, my grandfather told me that this city is cursed and that there is a passage leading to hell. That hell is exactly the same as the mountain city, but There are no people inside, only all kinds of horrible monsters. Every year, many people will disappear for no apparent reason, and those people all went to hell by mistake and were eaten by monsters."
The middle-aged man said with a pale face, "Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Later, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the legend of overthrowing the ghosts and snake gods became a feudal superstition, and no one dared to mention it anymore." The old man said, "I didn't expect that the legend that scared me so much that I couldn't sleep when I was a child was actually true. I At this age, I have lived enough, and being able to see and see, is considered a worthwhile life."
Old people see things very clearly.
I like this kind of transparent old man, very wise.
Wait, I see that this old man has a kind face, have you seen him somewhere
I asked: "I don't know the old man's last name, how should I address him?"
The old man smiled and said, "My surname is Dai, you can call me Lao Dai."
I remembered, isn't he Dai Yulin? It is said that it is the old Red Army, who fought the Japanese devils, a well-known national hero, who has retired for many years, and the last time the capital held a banquet for thousands of seniors, he was still sitting next to the leader.
It turned out to be a high-ranking official! It's not easy for such a retired senior official to still take the light rail.
I asked the middle-aged man again, his surname was Zeng, his name was Zeng Dabing, and he worked in a bank.
"Anchor!" Diablo suddenly yelled, "Look over here!"
I turned around and saw a whole bunch of hoodie-wearing monsters coming down the escalator to the platform and heading towards us.
"Too many." I frowned, "Go this way!"
We went down the escalator at the other end, and there were also many monsters below, which almost filled the entire lobby on the first floor.
Diablo asked anxiously: "Anchor, what should we do now?"
"Attack with fire." Tang Meiqi said.
"Good idea," I said, "Stand back a little bit."
A few people stepped back in a hurry, I grabbed a handful of cinnabar, threw it down, and then quickly performed a formula, pointing forward, a burst of flame spread along the cinnabar.
These specially made cinnabar are perfect combustion accelerants. Demons and ghosts are afraid of both cinnabar and flames. Once the cinnabar fire touches their bodies, it burns quickly, turning them into firemen one by one.
In the raging flames, most of these monsters turned into pus.
"Go!" I yelled, and rushed out of the light rail station with a few people, while Tang Meiqi grabbed the dry powder fire extinguisher on the wall and used it as a weapon in his hand.
"There are bugs over there!" Diablo pointed to the corner of the street, and I saw a few cockroaches, the size of a millstone, gnawing around a hooded monster.
They seem to have heard something, Qiqi turned around and aimed at us.
We just felt chills down our backs, and we were really sick.
I hate cockroaches the most! Still such a big cockroach, so disgusting!
Anchor run!
"Let's go!" I waved my hand and led a few people to run quickly to another road. A few giant cockroaches threw away the hooded monster and crawled towards us at an extremely fast speed.
Diablo turned around and shot out an ice pick. The cockroach spread its wings and bounced the ice pick away.
Seeing that the worm was about to catch up, I yelled: "Run, I'll kill you."
After all, he used the second trick of "Xia Ke Jian Pu" with his backhand.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.
Countless starlight shot out, hitting the cockroaches like raindrops.
Jian Guang beat all those cockroaches into sieves, I retracted the sword, and a very thin wisp of black air penetrated into my nostrils.
I was shocked, these bugs actually have a sense of injustice
Not all ghosts have such a thing as grievance qi. Senior Yin Changsheng told me that this kind of grievance qi is of no use to ordinary people, but I have suffered from grievance sores and cursed grievances on my body, so I absorbed grievance qi Can improve my strength.
The sores of injustice that have made me miserable for twenty years have such great benefits.
Suddenly, a large group of insects rushed over from the other side of the street. I was startled, and immediately caught up with the others, saying: "Don't run away, we can't run away from them, quickly find a place to hide!"
Diablo pointed to the side: "There's a cake shop open over there!"
We didn't care too much, rushed in, immediately closed the glass door, pulled down the rolling door, and locked it firmly.
Two bugs collided against the rolling shutter door, making a clashing sound.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that he hugged his head, crouched in the corner trembling, and muttered in his mouth: "I'm going to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
Mr. Dai glanced at him and said dissatisfiedly: "Look at your virtue, you really embarrass us Shancheng people."
The middle-aged man became angry with embarrassment: "Old man, why are you accusing me?"
I rushed over and grabbed his wrist, pushed him hard, pushed him to the ground, and said angrily, "If you have the ability, go out and fight those monsters, beat an 80-year-old man here, what kind of hero are you?"
Hehe, I'm blind to your dog's eyes, even a retired high-ranking official dared to hit him, and his son is still serving in the army, and his position is not low.
If you want to punch the nursing home and kick the kindergarten, are you taking it off now