It was nearly twelve o'clock, the streets were empty, and there was not a single passing car.
Several people were at the crossroads, surrounding the bowl of rice, quietly waiting for all the incense on it to burn to ashes. This process took about ten minutes, during which Xiaomi has been interacting enthusiastically with the audience in the live broadcast room. The audience asked Xiaomi if he was afraid. Xiaomi had a pitiful expression and said that he was a little afraid, but she did not particularly believe in these things. Let the audience think she is breaking the superstition. Of course, during this process, the audience's gifts did not stop. It was almost late at night, and the popularity of the live broadcast room was getting higher and higher. Zhou Jiayu was a little horrified to see the three million popularity value: "There are so many people watching ?"
"Did the data change in the background of the live broadcast room?" Shen Yiqiong asked.
Zhou Jiayu shook his head: "It's not necessary. Whether or not the data can be changed, she is the first."
At this time, most of the anchors have already gone to rest, and tomorrow is the working day. According to the general situation, the popularity value of a few hundred thousand is already very high, but the popularity value of Xiaomi's live broadcast room is still rising. , from two million abruptly rushed to three million.
"It's really interesting." Lin Jue said coldly, "I think this data seems to be true, but I don't know if it's a human being or a ghost."
The expressions of several people are not very good, even solemn.
Millet's incense had burned to the end, she laughed, bent over to hold the bowl, and then simply stirred the incense ash and rice with chopsticks, making the two things completely blended together, and said, "It's ready, we want to Let's eat."
She divided the rice in this bowl into several parts, and then handed it to the companion beside her.
The companions took the bowl and began to stuff white rice into their mouths one by one. Among them, a girl with relatively little courage showed a somewhat hesitant expression, but Xiaomi whispered: "If you can't accept it, next time We can't live together, after all, we also agreed with the audience, and we have to be responsible to the audience."
When she said this, the audience in the live broadcast room also started booing, telling the girl to swallow her food quickly.
In desperation, the girl still swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice mixed with incense ashes, but she ate the least among them.
Xiaomi ate the rest of the rice, then threw the bowl into the trash can next to it, and said, "Oh, it doesn't seem to have any effect."
The street was extremely quiet, except for the few of them, not a single pedestrian or a single vehicle could be seen. The wind was so strong that it blew straight, messing up Xiaomi's hair.
A few of them looked around, as if they really wanted to see something dirty, but from their unchanging expressions, it seemed that this idea had failed.
"I really don't." Xiaomi said, "I just said that this is a feudal superstition. You must not believe it at will. There are no ghosts in this world..."
When she said the last word, someone suddenly let out a shrill scream.
Xiaomi was frightened and shivered, and his expression even became a little grim: "Are you sick? Why are you screaming so badly?"
The girl who screamed was the one who ate the least rice. She covered her eyes with her hands, crouched down on the ground, and screamed like crazy: "Shadow-Shadow-our shadow-"
Xiaomi frowned and scolded, "Crazy!" However, when she lowered her head and looked at the shadow the girl said, her expression completely froze.
Zhou Jiayu saw deep fear in her eyes. At this time, the camera hadn't turned to the shadow. They didn't know what happened when they heard the same shrill scream from Xiaomi's mouth.
"Fuck, what is this, our shadow—" The screen shook suddenly, and Zhou Jiayu could only vaguely hear the general content from the frightened cries of several people. Shadow, what happened to the shadow
Just as confused as Zhou Jiayu, there are also the audience in the live broadcast room, but Xiaomi, who has always paid attention to the audience's reaction and his own image, has no time to take it into account at this time. Judging from the camera, they seemed to be trying to run in one direction. The camera hung directly from her chest. The picture was very messy, and it was impossible to see the surrounding situation at all.
"Where are we, where are we—" With a hoarse scream, Zhou Jiayu heard a loud brake and crash, the screen went black, and the live broadcast was interrupted.
At the moment when the live broadcast was interrupted, Zhou Jiayu noticed that the number at the top right of the live broadcast page stayed at the number of 44.44 million for a while, and then changed back to more than one million in almost an instant.
There is no doubt that this Xiaomi and her friends have really encountered dirty things.
The room was quite quiet, and everyone didn't speak for a while. Finally, Shen Yiqiong broke the silence and said, "Are they all right? I seem to hear the sound of a car at the end."
"Forget it, go back and rest." Lin Jue said, "It's useless to worry now. It's dawn tomorrow. I'll ask someone to check."
It seems that it can only be like this. It is almost one o'clock in the morning, and it is useless to worry.
A few people summed it up and went back to their rooms to rest.
Zhou Jiayu looked at the forum again before going to bed, and found that what the forum said was really the same thing, and Xu Jinhuang also sent him a private message, asking him if he was watching the live broadcast tonight.
Zhou Jiayu said he watched the live broadcast.
There was no reply from Xu Ruizang, and he didn't know whether he fell asleep or was not in front of the computer for something. Zhou Jiayu waited for a while, but before he could wait, he went to sleep first.
He slept well that night, at least he didn't have any strange dreams, and slept until the next day.
The next morning, Zhou Jiayu went downstairs to make breakfast. I slept a little late last night. It was almost nine o'clock when everyone woke up this morning. Zhou Jiayutu was convenient, so he cooked some noodles with the chicken soup left over from yesterday, and fried a few poached eggs. .
Although he made the food casually, several people in the room were very supportive, and the soup was not left after the noodles were eaten. Lin Zhushui had something to do yesterday, but today we had breakfast with them.
So taking advantage of this time, Lin Jue briefly told Lin Zhushui what happened last night.
"I've never saved those who seek death." Lin Zhushui's tone was cold after hearing this, "I'm not a Bodhisattva who saves all beings, how could I save so much."
Although Lin Jue showed helplessness on her face, she didn't seem to be surprised by Lin Zhushui's answer. She said, "You have some truth in what you said." There are many people who need to be saved, most of them. She encountered these things by accident, but there are very few people who deliberately use her life to play games to make fun of ghosts and gods. She has a good temper and looks full of anger, not to mention Lin Zhushui's temper is not as good as her. .
"But she seems to be fine." Shen Yiqiong took one omelette and looked at his phone after eating, "I even posted an explanation on Weibo today."
"Explain?" Zhou Jiayu was a little curious.
Shen Yiqiong handed over the mobile phone and said, "Nei, you can see for yourself."
Zhou Jiayu took Shen Yiqiong's mobile phone and found that Xiaomi had really posted a Weibo, and the content of the Weibo was an explanation of last night's accident.
"We didn't encounter a ghost, but suddenly a car came from the intersection, startled us, and ran away, but when we ran away, the mobile phone specially used for live broadcast accidentally fell on the ground and broke. Don't worry everyone, we are doing fine." Below her Weibo is a group photo of several people, from the background of the group photo, it seems to have been taken after dawn, and the number of people is also the same as Right on the live broadcast last night.
Strange, Zhou Jiayu was puzzled and handed the phone to others.
After Lin Jue got the phone, she directly read the Weibo, and she said, "So they are really all right?"
The photos are normal, nothing can be seen.
"I don't know." Shen Yiqiong said, "but I saw that they said they planned to continue the live broadcast for a few days."
"Still live streaming?" Shen Erbai shook his head, "Are they trying to get rid of feudal superstition, or just to earn those gift money?"
Zhou Jiayu sighed: "I guess it has both."
Just last night, he took a general look at the gifts that the audience had sent. Roughly calculated, it was estimated that they were all five figures. The income was so high that for some people, the risk was worth it.
"Isn't this dead?" Lin Jue's expression showed a bit of suspicion, but thinking about it carefully, if something happened to a few big living people, the police station would definitely receive news. Bo, it should be explained that they have nothing to do, at least not a life-threatening matter.
Lin Zhushui was not very interested in this matter, and was indifferent from beginning to end. It can be seen from his attitude that he was very disliked by people who were not looking for trouble, and even reached the point where he was too lazy to deal with it.
If nothing happened, they were still alive, so their worries seemed to be superfluous.
Zhou Jiayu looked at the comments under Weibo and found that most people were still worried about the safety of the anchor, and they were persuading the anchor not to continue. It is still providing some more terrifying methods, and I want the anchor to try it next time.
Zhou Jiayu looked at the message, and suddenly noticed one of the users. The user's avatar was a bit familiar. After he clicked on the big picture, he found that this Weibo was the girl who was scared and ran downstairs before and was called Xiaoshu by Xiaomi. of. Driven by curiosity, Zhou Jiayu clicked into her Weibo.
This girl's Weibo is very refreshing, most of which are about daily life. Judging from the photos, her living conditions should be good.
However, what attracted Zhou Jiayu's attention the most was her pinned Weibo, which was a recruiting notice. It said that if there are other people who are willing to participate in the live broadcast, they can contact her. The requirements are very low, and one is bold. , the second is that it must be the city.
Zhou Jiayu said: "How many people are there in this organization?" He saw this Weibo and thought about it carefully, and found that the faces around Xiaomi in the two live broadcasts seemed to be different, but they all paid attention to Xiaoshu at that time. Didn't notice anyone else for a while.
"I don't know." Shen Yiqiong said, "They seem to have a fan base, I'll join in to see."
The popularity of this millet is really high. There are more than 20 fans in the thousands of people. Shen Yiqiong just added the latest one and found that the group is very lively. Most of the group friends are talking about something related to spirituality. matter.
Zhou Jiayu sat next to Shen Yiqiong, looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and said, "Hey? Look at his group announcement, it seems that it says how to join this organization."
After Shen Yiqiong clicked on it, he saw that the group announcement was actually there, it was written in great detail, and the conditions were a bit more than those on Weibo.
Shen Yiqian said: "It's so troublesome? But it looks like there should be a lot of people..."
Zhou Jiayu quite agrees with Shen Yiqiong's statement that these dozens of groups add up to tens of thousands of people, and it is estimated that there must be hundreds of organizers no matter how few people are organized.
"Otherwise, let's fake an identity and go in and have a look?" Shen Yiqiong suggested.
"Whatever you want." Lin Jue's interest also cooled down, and it seemed that he had a bad impression of the group and the anchor. That's right, they were all for this kind of food, watching people like Xiaomi disregard their own lives. Security grandstanding, some unhappy is normal. And since it is said that there is no fatality now, why should they intervene.
Zhou Jiayu said: "Okay, let's take a look."
So he and Shen Yiqiang negotiated to create a fake identity and sneak in to see. This information is very strictly reviewed, and even requires a photo of the ID card. Shen Yiqiong thought about it, went to Meitu Xiuxiu, and then casually used his photo to get an ID card out...
Zhou Jiayu was stunned, thinking that there is actually such an operation, Shen Yiqiong sighed after hearing the words: "Before I came here at the age of fourteen, I was an Internet addict. Later... I quit."
Combined with what Shen Yiqiong said before, Zhou Jiayu thought that when Shen Yiqiong was fourteen years old, he should have lived a wonderful life.
The two of them were fiddling with the computer, and the others had left to do their own business. In a few days, Shen Musi and Shen Erbai seem to be going out to buy some special jade. This is the task that Lin Zhushui ordered, and they naturally do their best.
After Lin Jue knew that no one died, she completely lost interest in Xiaomi as an anchor. According to her statement, since she was all right, she would be too lazy to join in. As for whether she would be unlucky or not, it was all her own fault. Too lazy to care.
Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqiong were just curious, and Lin Zhushui didn't want to worry about it, he just let them go.
The review process in this group was a bit slow, but during this period, Zhou Jiayu found that there were people in the group chatting about supernatural games most of the time, and it was even more lively at night, and even group friends took the initiative to live text and play supernatural games. Among them, games like Pen Fairy are the most popular, because the venues and tools required are relatively simple.
Zhou Jiayu received a reply to the message he sent to Xu Ruizang last night, and Xu Ruizang sent a private message back to Zhou Jiayu, saying that something had happened.
Zhou Jiayu was a little puzzled: "Something happened? You mean live broadcast? But isn't the anchor still posting on Weibo today? People should be fine."
Xu Jinhuang didn't answer, and sent a picture to Zhou Jiayu. Zhou Jiayu clicked on the picture and took a deep breath after seeing the picture above. It was the scene of a tragic car accident, and a truck hit it. On the wall across the road, most of the wall was almost knocked down by the truck, and a few passersby lying on the ground covered in blood could be seen beside it.
After Zhou Jiayu watched it carefully, he realized that he had seen the place where the truck had an accident before. That's right, this is where Xiaomi's live broadcast last night.
"Five dead and one injured. The injured person is still in the hospital, and the truck driver is gone. After the preliminary inspection, it is said that the brakes failed." Xu Ruizang replied again.
Zhou Jiayu: "... When did the car accident happen?"
Xu Rui said: "Last night."
Zhou Jiayu's expression was a little stiff when he saw the picture, Shen Yiqiong put his head together and said, "Hey, what is this?" He also saw the picture opened on the desktop, "This is... a photo of a car accident?"
Zhou Jiayu nodded: "Yes, the car accident happened last night."
Shen Yiqiong said, "Last night? Aren't they live streaming? Or is it the second half of the night?"
Zhou Jiayu didn't say a word, and asked Xu Rin about the identities of those who had the accident.
"It's all young people," Xu Rin said, "but none of these six people appeared in the live broadcast."
Zhou Jiayu said: "None of the six have appeared? Does it mean that they have nothing to do with the live broadcast?"
Xu Rui said: "I don't know, the remaining person is in a coma. I'm afraid we will have to wait until he wakes up to find out the details."
Seeing so much information, Zhou Jiayu also obviously felt that something was wrong. Xu Jinwang comforted him casually, saying that he didn't need to worry too much. His master had already taken over the matter and started a detailed investigation.
Since Xu Ruizang said so, Zhou Jiayu didn't worry too much. After all, since Xu Ruizang's master can be the judge of the competition together with Lin Zhushui, his strength is definitely not much worse.
In the next few days, Xiaomi still appeared on the live broadcast platform, live broadcasting all kinds of strange supernatural methods, and because of the accident that night, her popularity became more and more high, and many people stayed up late to cultivate immortals. Watch her live.
Zhou Jiayu also told Lin Jue what Xu Ruinhuang told him.
After listening to it, Lin Jue pondered for a moment, and made a judgment similar to Zhou Jiayu. Since Xu Jinxuan's master Xu Jian took over this matter, they don't have to worry too much.
However, after knowing that Zhou Jiayu and Xu Ruizang had a connection, Lin Jue asked a few questions about the relationship between Zhou Jiayu and Xu Ruizang. Of course, she asked more euphemistically, and Zhou Jiayu did not feel What's the problem.
"At that time, I participated in the competition with him." Zhou Jiayu answered honestly, "He later posted on the forum under the name of his dead daughter, deliberately tricking the group of people into not using their mobile phones..."
Lin Jue: "..." It turns out that Xu Jinxuan is that wicked vest.
Although Lin Jue meant that they didn't have to worry about it anymore, the fake identity created by Shen Yiqiong still entered the internal group of Xiaomi's supernatural organization according to the previous plan.
After entering, Shen Yiqiong found that there were actually many more people in the inner group than they had guessed, and there were more than a thousand people.
The reviewers seem to prefer the younger ones, and they are quite tolerant of Shen Yiqiong, who is still a few months away from adulthood. After knowing the family background of the left-behind children fabricated by Shen Yiqiong, their attitude is even more eager.
Zhou Jiayu said, "There are so many people in this group?"
Shen Yiqiong said, "Yes, and most of them are quite young."
Zhou Jiayu thought about the raw faces that appeared in the live broadcast room last night. He didn't pay attention to it before, but now that he thinks about it carefully, those people don't look very old. They think they are newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. Young and fearless
Shen Yiqiong has gone through so much with Lin Zhushui, and he has long since lost the naive idea that there are no ghosts in the world. It is impossible for him to go out to play supernatural games, and it is impossible in this life, so after seeing the group At the large-scale death scene, he huddled on the sofa and wrapped himself in a small quilt, cowardly like a dog: "These people are really brave."
Zhou Jiayu agrees.
Shen Yiqing said: "There are more than a dozen people who ran out to play these kinds of games today, it's me..." He glanced at the dark sky outside the window, and said seriously, "It's my turn to lie down in bed earlier and sleep. "
Zhou Jiayu said, "They didn't play with Xiaomi?"
Shen Yiqiong said: "No, the organizer is actually not only Xiaomi. It's just that Xiaomi is broadcasting live, so it can attract a lot of fans. When it is attracted, there will be other people playing with it."
Zhou Jiayu couldn't understand: "So what are they planning?"
Shen Yiqiong said: "Probably to stimulate?"
The eyes of the two met, and they both remembered something knocking on their door one night. The stimulation was really exciting, but their fragile hearts couldn't stand it.
Zhou Jiayu quickly picked up two weasels to ease the fluctuations in his heart,
Shen Yiqiong didn't have a weasel to play with, so he wrapped his little quilt even tighter, and muttered, "Isn't it easy to see dirty things? Go out for a supper with you, and this matter will be live... "
Zhou Jiayu: "... Hei Zai, it's easy to lose me if you say that."
Shen Yiqiong said, "Isn't it?"
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Thinking back on what happened in the past, he felt that he had no way to refute Shen Yiqiong.
"But they are not very far from us." Shen Yiqiong said, "It's in the next city. When I enter the interior, we may be able to live broadcast with that Xiaomi last time."
Zhou Jiayu looked at Shen Yiqiong gearing up, and immediately said that he would not go even so.
Shen Yiqiong said, "Ah, shall I go alone?"
Zhou Jiayu said: "I play those things with my physique, isn't it courting death?" If you don't play, it attracts so much, and if you play it once, you probably won't be able to get back the corpse.
Shen Yiqiong said: "It makes sense..."
Then Shen Yiqiong decided to wait and see for a few more days to see what the ultimate goal of this group of people was.
However, before Shen Yiqiong waited and saw the result, Xiaomi had another accident. This time, a group of them were playing Bloody Mary in an old building. During the live broadcast, the audience heard a huge noise. And the screams of several people, and then the live broadcast was interrupted.
The next day, a piece of news appeared in the newspaper, saying that an old building that was about to be demolished suddenly collapsed, and as a result, someone found the bodies of several young people in the rubble...
But what makes people feel the most incredible is that Xiaomi, who should have been buried in the ruins, is still unscathed. She posted a Weibo saying that she and her friends were not injured and fled before the accident in the old building. As for Those young people who died had nothing to do with her.
Under Baoping's Weibo, there is still a group photo of several smiling people.
The background of this group photo is still the scene of Chaoyang, but Zhou Jiayu found something wrong this time. He pointed to the photo and said reluctantly, "Shen Yiqiong, look at this photo."
Shen Yiqiong said, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Jiayu said, "Why do I think this is not like a sunrise, but... a sunset?"
Shen Yiqiong's expression froze.
The author has something to say: Zhou Jiayu: Sir, why don't you eat
Lin Zhushui: I'm full.
Zhou Jiayu: What do you want to eat
Lin Zhushui: Jealous.
Zhou Jiayu: … _(:з」∠)_