Chapter 0003 Strange Talk Live Room
The flickering blood-red light made the shop appear bright and dark.
Standing in front of the counter, my heart was pounding and I didn't know what I was afraid of. I took a deep breath and finally I had the courage to open the drawer.
The large black screen phone was vibrating and buzzing, with a row of hideous red blood words jumping on the screen.
"The anchor identity has been bound. The first live broadcast location is: Baxian Baozi Shop. Do you want to open the live broadcast room?"
Below the red words are two options.
whether.
I hesitated for a moment, but finally pressed the no button.
"Hint: 1 chance left."
The hideous bloody words disappeared, the phone returned to normal, and only the black and white icon that looked like a death photo remained on the screen.
The me in the icon has no expression on my face, like a dead person.
Feeling terrified, I threw the cold phone back into the drawer and ran back to the bedroom to turn on the light.
I was completely sleepless, so I curled up in bed and lit a cigarette.
The location of the live broadcast was the Eight Immortals Steamed Bun Shop, and I happened to sleepwalk to the Eight Immortals Steamed Bun Shop. Is there any connection between them?
Could it be that the software is causing my sleepwalking?
impossible!
This is too unbelievable. Compared to this, I believe that I am possessed by evil spirits!
These two must be a coincidence!
There is something called psychological suggestion.
If you tell someone that he will be unlucky in three days, even if he does not believe it, he will subconsciously associate the bad things happening in these days with this sentence.
In fact, there is no necessary connection between the two, but the parties involved cannot help but make associations and thus spend money to buy peace of mind.
That's how we make money in this business.
Even though I thought this, I still couldn't convince myself. I was so uneasy that I didn't dare to fall asleep. Finally, I just picked up my phone to play games and planned to stay up until dawn.
…
cold!
My whole body aches!
I opened my eyes blearily and saw the messy wires and the gray sky again.
Sleepwalking again?!
Regardless of the pain in my body, I sat up from the ground and turned my head to look beside me. It was indeed the Eight Immortals Baozi Shop!
The door was half open, and a skinny old man showed half of his body. He stared at me with cloudy eyes, and in his drooping old hands, he suddenly held a bloody kitchen knife.
Without having time to think about anything, I got up and ran.
I ran all the way back to my own shop before I dared to breathe deeply.
I was covered in cold sweat, my T-shirt was sticking to my body, and I was still in shock.
Next time I sleep in front of the bun shop, will that old man pick up a knife and kill me and make me into human meat barbecued pork buns?
What the fuck is going on?
I don’t know when I fell asleep last night, and I don’t know how I ended up sleeping at the door of the Eight Immortals Bun Shop again. The mere thought of myself going out without realizing it terrified me.
My mind was in a mess and I took great effort to calm myself down. I lit a cigarette and eased my fear.
I don't know why, but I have a hunch that this is not sleepwalking.
Maybe it really is related to that live streaming software.
Because, sleepwalking started from the night he refused to live broadcast. The first time can be said to be a coincidence, but can the second time be explained in this way?
I was horrified when I recalled the woman on the verge of collapse.
Maybe she became crazy because of the live streaming software.
Who in normal condition can withstand such continuous shocks?
Thinking of this, I opened the drawer again and took out the large black screen mobile phone.
I clicked on the icon made of my avatar, but the live streaming software still couldn’t be opened. Maybe it can only be opened at night?
Night is coming.
I didn't dare to sleep and sat in the shop waiting anxiously.
The large black screen mobile phone lay quietly on the old counter.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the night gradually deepened.
The shop was so quiet that I could almost hear my own heartbeat.
I can’t describe my mood. I want my phone to ring, but I also don’t want it to ring.
Buzz buzz buzz——
The time pointed to 12 o'clock, and the black mobile phone on the counter suddenly vibrated, and a red light flashed on the screen.
It’s here again!
I shuddered violently and mustered up a lot of courage before picking up the icy phone. After hesitating for a moment, I pressed yes on the option below the bloody words.
The bloody words disappeared, the phone screen went black for a second, and new bloody words slowly emerged.
"When night falls, the disguised city takes off and reveals its hideous side. In the dark corners that no one pays attention to, countless strange stories are hidden, secretly spying on the world."
"Welcome to join the live broadcast room of strange stories."
"Your identity has been bound. Congratulations, you have become the new anchor of the Ghost Story Live Room."
"First live broadcast location: Baxian Baozi Shop, mission: Check into room 4 within 24 hours and survive from midnight to dawn."
"Reward for this mission: "The Art of Observing Qi with the Sky Eye""
“Many more features and rewards will be unlocked after completing the initial live broadcast.”
Following the instructions is a button to start the live broadcast, with a countdown.
"There are 23 hours and 58 minutes left until the live broadcast begins."
"Tip: If you leak the live broadcast, fail to broadcast on time, or the live broadcast fails, you will be completely wiped out!"
When I saw the end, my eyebrows couldn't help but jump.
Completely wipe out?
It sounds like a fairy tale, but thinking back to my two strange sleepwalking experiences, I feel more and more that this is not an ordinary live streaming software.
I don’t know whether the “Heavenly Eye Qi Observation Technique” is true or false, but this software seems to possess some extraordinary and strange power. If you don’t do as it says, it might be really dangerous.
However, the task of staying in the room of the Eight Immortals Baozi Shop where people had died many times was enough to make one's scalp tingle just by hearing about it.
Even if there was no ghost inside, the weird old man who was suspected to have made human meat barbecued pork buns made me feel scared.
Do you really want to go?
I was terrified and couldn't make up my mind.
I glanced at the countdown. Since there was still so much time left, I decided to verify it again.
The next day.
Open your eyes.
I have never thought that the old ceiling in my house looks so good.
No sleepwalking!
I lay peacefully in my bed.
But I couldn't be happy because this proved that sleepwalking was indeed related to the live streaming software on the mobile phone.
If you fail to broadcast live on time or fail to complete the live broadcast, you may really be eliminated.
I no longer hold out for luck, I know I have no other choice.
If I had known this would happen, I would have ignored that crazy woman.
But people don’t have the ability to predict the future. If I had the chance again, I would probably still do the same thing. It’s my fault that I’m so poor that I can’t even make ends meet.
He sighed bitterly.
Since I have to enter the Eight Immortals Baozi Shop, I have to be fully prepared.
I spent the whole day looking for Wang Cuzi.
This damn guy, when you don't want to see him, he seems to be everywhere, and when you need him, you can't find him.
I asked everyone in the urban village who knew him, but no one knew where he had gone.
Yesterday, he said that I was doomed to a bloody disaster. I don’t know if he was just trying to get a meal or if he really saw something.
But I can't find him, so I have to rely on myself.
Night falls.
The noisy urban village gradually became quiet, and the disorderly buildings revealed strange outlines against the backdrop of bright lights in the distance, as if they were parasitic beasts forgotten on the edge of the city.
Carrying my black cell phone, I walked through the dirty streets and headed towards the Eight Immortals Steamed Bun Shop.
The low and dilapidated house stands alone on the edge of the urban village, like a tombstone on a grave.
Unlike during the day, the door of the bun shop was wide open at this time, and a dim light peeked out, like a monster sticking out its tongue, waiting for its prey to take the bait.
"There is 1 hour and 10 minutes left until the live broadcast begins."
I glanced at the countdown on my phone, hesitated at the door for a while, and then I walked in.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a woman in red.
