Chapter 0022 Knocking on the Door at Midnight
At this time, there were not many viewers in the live broadcast room, but several familiar IDs could be seen.
Although they watched my last live broadcast, they didn’t see the end. Most people thought that the whole thing was written and directed by me to attract traffic.
Only a few people believed me, and I was treated as a spy by others.
Without exception, all the new viewers were lured in by unscrupulous advertisements, and their reaction was the same as the first batch of viewers, crying out that they had been cheated.
"Anchor, you haven't been banned yet! What kind of movie are you planning to make this time?"
"Host, are there any beautiful ladies today? The lady in red from last time is something I can't forget!"
"What's going on? Did I go to the wrong set?"
"You've come to the right place, the host's performance will definitely be unforgettable for you!"
"Fuck, good people have a peaceful life!"
The comments from my fans were flying everywhere, and I smiled bitterly in my heart.
"I don't know what will happen tonight, so please wait patiently . However, I can first introduce the situation here to you."
"I'm in Longfu Town, right next to the crematorium, and the whole street is devoted to funeral business..."
"The most terrifying thing is this coffin shop. It's an authentic century-old house. It's said that it used to be a funeral home for corpses..."
Holding a large black screen mobile phone, I walked around the entire coffin shop, repeating the story told by Fat Brother as I walked, and gave a few close-ups of the four coffins .
"Wow, this scene has been greatly upgraded. It's really quite interesting."
"It's creepy just to look at it! Anchor, why did you go to such a sinister place? You really want money over life!"
"It's a pity that the anchor's storytelling ability doesn't allow him to write novels..."
"I wonder if the heroine is the same lady as last time. If she is, I will give her a reward... Hey, why do the props for reward look so much like things used for the dead... yellow paper, incense candles, and paper dolls..."
"My dear fans, this is a serious horror live broadcast. All the scenes and stories are real. Midnight is almost here, and it is very likely that something terrible will happen next. I hope you will give me more tips. Your encouragement is the motivation for the host to survive."
In order to get rewards, I gave it my all and spared no effort to interact with my fans.
"I don't believe you, you old man are so bad."
“The longest road I’ve ever walked is the anchor’s routine!”
"There are beautiful young ladies tonight, and I will reward you with a golden boy and a beautiful girl!"
The live broadcast room gradually became lively with people chatting and joking. Time passed quickly and in the blink of an eye it was midnight.
I became nervous and stopped playing with my friends. I walked away from the four coffins with a serious expression.
"Everyone, pay attention! The host is about to start his show!"
"Looking forward to it pretty lady!"
"Why do I feel like those four coffins are pretty weird? I wonder if anything will really come out of them?"
"The host's acting skills have improved! Seeing how nervous he was, I actually felt a little breathless."
Barrages of comments flashed across the screen, the cold white light flickered continuously, the dim flames of the red candles flickered, and the entire lobby was in uncertain light and dark.
I was in no mood to care about what the netizens were saying. My attention was focused on the four coffins in the center of the lobby, especially the enchanting blood-red coffin.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of wood being knocked was audible, clear and distinct in the silent night.
I shuddered, and all the pores on my body opened instantly. I tightly gripped the multi-function knife and stared at the coffin warily.
Boom boom boom!
When the next knocking sound came, I realized that the sound did not come from the coffin, but from the door.
Someone is knocking on the door outside.
But my mood did not relax, instead I became even more uneasy.
People in the town didn't dare to spend the night here and avoided the coffin shop. Who would come and knock on the door in the middle of the night?
I’m just afraid that the person outside is not a human.
I held a multi-function knife in one hand and a large black screen mobile phone in the other and walked carefully to the door.
Boom boom boom!
The knock on the door became clearer.
There was only a door between me and the guys outside.
"who?"
After a moment of silence, a reply came from outside: "I'm passing by. I saw a light here and would like to stay for one night."
It was a man's voice, deep and slightly magnetic.
"Sorry..." I didn't want to take the risk of letting anything in, but before I could finish my sentence, the heavy door suddenly opened with a creak.
Under the cold white light of the mobile phone, a tall and thin man in his thirties appeared at the door with an expressionless face.
He was wearing long sleeves and long pants, and was as thin as a bamboo pole.
"excuse me."
The man was not polite at all. He bowed to me and walked straight into the coffin shop.
It was so dark outside that one could not see a thing, as if an endless ocean surrounded the isolated island of coffins.
The live broadcast had already started and I couldn’t leave the coffin shop. I closed the door and walked into the lobby with my head held high.
The candlelight flickered. The man stood in front of the altar with his back to me. He picked up a stick of ashes on it, lit it, bowed towards the blank wall, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.
Who is he? It seems this isn’t his first time in the coffin shop!
