Chapter 0021 Live Broadcast in Advance
I wanted to ask a few more questions, but he had already walked away.
The empty streets became increasingly desolate and deserted. Surrounded by mountains, the huge chimney of the crematorium not far away was particularly eye-catching, like a giant sword, splitting the setting sun in half.
The last ray of afterglow disappeared and the sky darkened.
If Longfu Town is relatively normal during the day, the atmosphere here suddenly becomes weird at night.
The air grew cooler, and the dark sky hung over the earth like a shadow. The word "funeral" on the signs seemed to foreshadow an ominous ending.
My heart couldn't help but tighten when I thought about staying alone in this deserted town for a whole night .
Carrying my backpack, I arrived at the door of Coffin Shop No. 44. The door god statue affixed to the door panel was in tatters, with its head just falling off, as if it had been beheaded. It was very uncomfortable to look at.
The door was unlocked. I took a deep breath and placed my hand on the black door panel, pressing hard.
The teeth-grinding sound of wooden axles rubbing against each other echoed in the quiet town.
The thick door slowly opened inward, dust fell, and a cold air carrying the smell of staleness and decay blew in the face.
The light inside was dim, and I waited until the dust settled a little before I walked in.
As soon as you enter the door you will see the lobby, which can also be called the shop front. It is very spacious and has an antique style without any changes. It still looks the same as before. It is an authentic century-old house.
There was dust and cobwebs everywhere. I don't know how long it has been since anyone came in.
There are four coffins in the center of the hall, arranged from left to right. The first three are black, and the fourth is red!
All the furnishings in this coffin shop are old and worn out, except for this red coffin, which is as red as blood and looks particularly enchanting.
Fat Brother warned that the red coffin must not be opened.
In fact, I don’t want to open any coffin. This used to be a charity cemetery. Who knows what’s inside?
In addition to the four coffins in the hall , there was an offering table placed in the middle against the wall. There was a thick layer of ash accumulated in the incense burner, and a few burnt incense sticks were inserted crookedly in it.
The previous owner seemed to burn incense often, but I didn't see any statues or tablets being worshipped.
After getting familiar with the environment of the coffin shop, it was already completely dark. The sky here seemed to get dark earlier than other places.
The red candles on the altar were lit, but the dim candlelight not only failed to illuminate the coffin shop, but made the atmosphere of the coffin shop even more gloomy.
Being in it, you have the illusion of being in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.
I don’t know what is waiting for me tonight?
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was terribly quiet here, without even the sound of the wind. If I hadn't been able to hear my own heartbeat and breathing, I would have really suspected that there was something wrong with my ears.
I took out my large black screen mobile phone and opened the ghost story live broadcast room. There were still 4 hours and 30 minutes before the live broadcast started.
It was still early, and I was sitting in the gloomy coffin shop, accompanied by four coffins, feeling suspicious and fearful.
But if you don't come in early to familiarize yourself with the environment, you will be more passive when encountering danger.
I waited patiently, and to kill time I stood up again, avoiding the four coffins and walking around the lobby.
This old house is very strange, with no windows and only one door for ventilation. Moreover, the threshold is very high, reaching the knees of adults.
It is said that this threshold has two main functions.
The first one is more common sense, which is to prevent wind, sand, poisonous snakes, rats and insects from entering the house.
The second one is a bit scary. Legend has it that it is used to prevent large dumplings from breaking into the house, or to prevent a deceased person in the family from suddenly coming back to life and hurting others.
Because, no matter it is a big dumpling or a zombie, the body is stiff, the legs cannot bend, and it can only jump and walk.
Considering that this building was once a funeral cemetery for corpses, I am more inclined to the second option.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the four coffins a few more times. Could there really be something inside?
The place chosen for the live broadcast of ghost stories should not be so peaceful. The biggest danger tonight may be in these coffins.
I stroked my chin and thought for a while, then prepared to go out and "borrow" a few bundles of red ropes from Fat Brother's grocery store to tie up all four coffins before the live broadcast started.
I was ready to move, but when I walked to the door, I realized that I thought it was too simple.
The dark door was tightly closed.
I don't know when it was turned off. In such a quiet environment, I didn't hear any sound.
I reached out and pushed hard, but it didn't move at all, as if something outside was pushing against the door.
Feeling bitter in my heart, I returned to the lobby reluctantly.
Fortunately, I bought a set of medium-level talismans in advance, otherwise I would be helpless.
There is still an hour and a half left before the live broadcast starts. I have already completed all the preparations I can, so I might as well start the live broadcast early.
Live broadcast is starting...
Barrage access in progress...
"Hello everyone, welcome to the Ghost Talk Live Room, I am your host, Boss Li!"
"Fuck, why is it you again?"
"A beautiful girl turned into an ugly man, it must be because I opened it the wrong way!"
"Anchor, you are still alive!"
