Bai Lixin suddenly raised his head, and his face was almost in front of the psychic.

Seeing the young man's gentle face that suddenly enlarged unpreparedly, the psychic was stunned for two seconds, and then his cheeks turned red unnoticeably.

The psychic looked away with evasive eyes, and his voice was a little stuttered: "I, that's not what I meant."

"I'm just curious about what kind of person someone as beautiful and perfect as you would like."

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Studio.

[Is there a possibility that humans can no longer satisfy Xin Shen’s needs? It’s not necessarily the person he likes. 】

[Boss:???Why does it feel like you are swearing?]

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After the psychic said this, the time happened to be eight o'clock in the evening.

The originally quiet studio hall suddenly heard the sound of a machine starting up, and then the electric sound of "prick, sting, sting" came from the speakers on both sides of the stage.

——"Good evening, masters."

——"I'm sorry to meet you in this way, but because of the supernatural legend in Studio 8, our staff are afraid to enter the fourth floor, so I can only communicate with you in this way."

——"Let me introduce myself, I am the person in charge of handling the accident in Hall 8, you can call me He Guang. I believe you all know why we invited you all, right? There was a supernatural incident in Hall 8 some time ago.

After the incident, some people said that there might be evil spirits such as earthbound spirits living in Hall No. 8. So we specially invited you, the best in their respective professions, to eradicate the evil spirits."

——"Do you want to start directly, or do you need me to answer your questions?"

Priscilla looked around the room and saw several red camera dots on the roof of the studio.

As if aware of Baili Xin's gaze, one of the cameras shook its head slightly and pointed the lens at Bai Li Xin.

——"I can see you through the camera. Once you have any problems, we will take active measures immediately."

The man's slightly electric voice sounded from the loudspeaker again.

"I have a question." The priest raised his hand, "Have supernatural events often happened in this studio before?"

——"There have been several accidents, but no one died. There was only one very special accident, where a highly anticipated artist Lin Mu fell off the stage."

——"I invite you here this time, just to see if the ghost of the forest is still here, and if so, can we complete a channeling with him? Who can help us complete these two tasks?

The TV station will give away a bonus of 200,000 yuan."

——"Do you have any more questions?"

Everyone in the studio looked at me and I looked at you, and they all fell silent.

The voice from the loudspeaker sounded again.

——"Since there is no such thing, then I won't disturb you all in your work. We'll see you later."

The horn rang twice at the end, and finally became completely silent.

Bai Lixin raised his head and looked at the cameras around him. Although the sound from the speakers had stopped, the cameras overhead had no intention of stopping. They tilted their necks and turned their lenses, quietly recording their every move.

After two minutes of silence among the eight people, Priest A finally spoke: "I just looked through the Eye of God and seemed to see a ghostly figure full of black aura. It may be this thing that is causing trouble in this studio. But

Its power is so strong that I can't see its appearance clearly, I can only vaguely see a black mist."

The priest touched the crystal ball in his hand with a sad expression on his face: "My crystal ball also told me that it is very powerful."

The Taoist priest was an elderly uncle. He finally stopped wiping the copper-coin sword and held up the sword in mid-air to hold a beautiful and elegant sword flower. After the movement stopped, the copper-coin sword pointed directly at the beam of the stage: "

There is something there, this room is very strange, there is a very strong magnetic field."

The monk is the oldest among them. He has a long gray beard, and even his eyebrows are a bit longer than ordinary people.

He recited "Amitabha" with compassion on his face, made a lotus shape with one hand, and pinched the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck with the other hand: "Although it is haunted by evil thoughts, it has not hurt other people's lives after all. Put down the butcher knife and turn around, as long as it is willing to take refuge."

I am the Buddha, and I am willing to chant sutras for his salvation."

The modern trio at the end didn't say anything in the end. The psychic looked casual and indifferent, not afraid at all. The other two people sat quietly on their chairs and didn't express any opinions.

In order to ease the tense atmosphere, Xia Chi silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket and wanted to search for several other accidents in the studio. But when he turned on his mobile phone and took a look, his face turned pale instantly.

He said tremblingly: "Brother, the mobile phone has no signal."

…

Behind the screen that these eight people couldn't see, a group of people were laughing like crazy.

"How is the live broadcast data?"

"Boss, there are already more than 30,000 viewers in the anti-counterfeiting live broadcast room, and it continues to soar."

"Hahaha, it's so funny. This person probably never dreamed that we brought them here to build momentum for the new show. It's a magnetic field, it's a black shadow, it's an evil spirit, it's really like the acting."

Another person sighed, "These people are quite famous in the industry. After this live broadcast, they may be ruined. Is it appropriate for us to do this? Will we be sued by them?"

"If you don't sue me, I'll just pay a few dollars. Compared with that amount of money, the popularity of our live broadcast room is the most important. Whether this new program can be launched depends on the effect of this live broadcast. Let's take a look... wow

Oh, the live broadcast audience is about to reach 40,000, and it has just started. This is the popularity and explosive point, are everything ready?"

"Everything is ready, boss. We have set up a mechanism in the corner. When you tell us to activate the mechanism, we will activate it at that time."

"Hahaha, these people probably never dreamed that the battle damage scene in the studio was all arranged by ourselves. There was no fallen shelf at all, and the blood on the ground was only artificial blood. The news that the artist was hit and injured was also for

The hot spots are spread out.”

"Yes, in order to achieve a realistic effect, we also smashed all the lights. The fans were all trying to find out which artist was injured. Boss, we tortured the fans until they flew up."

"What's wrong with abusing fans? This is called taking advantage of others' advantage."

"We already have 50,000 fans, boss. Half of the people on the screen are complimenting Lin Mu, and the other half are scolding us for taking advantage of Lin Mu's popularity."

"I just ignored it. Is it possible that Lin Mu really wanted to kill me? Studio No. 8 was originally covered in a layer of mystery because of Lin Mu's death. Anti-fraud in this studio has its own popularity.

, remember to look for a popular supernatural place like this next time. Be prepared, when the number of fans reaches 60,000, we will open the first mechanism."

…

Everyone in Studio 8 had no idea that they were being used as a tool for live broadcast entertainment at this moment. Not only did Xia Chi’s mobile phone have no signal, but the mobile phones of several other people also had no signal. They could not contact the outside world or access the network.

They have no idea what's going on outside.

Everyone is carefully investigating the traces left in the studio.

Including Bai Lixin, everyone stepped onto the stage where the shelf fell down.

The priest swept the blood on the ground with a cross and his expression became more solemn: "What a strong demonic energy. I know that there is a terrible demon living in this studio. If you let this demon go, this demon will

The TV station will soon encounter an irreversible disaster!"

As he spoke, he took out a bottle made of silverware from his arms and sprinkled it on the blood on the ground. "This is the holy water I asked for from the Lord God. I hope it will be useful."

Water spilled on the ground and something strange happened.

A layer of white mist instantly appeared on the ground, as if invisible things were being purified.

Seeing the white mist rising on the ground, the two priests smiled happily, and Priest B started to blow a rainbow fart: "Priest Harry, the holy water has worked. Has the demon been eliminated successfully?"

Priest A's eyes were solemn: "No, the opponent's power is very powerful. I just purified the remaining demonic energy on the ground. The real elimination of demons has just begun."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights above their heads suddenly went out.

The moment the lights went out, the sound of metal hitting the ground was heard in the distance without warning.

Immediately afterwards, there were footsteps that shouldn't have happened.

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

Everyone's breathing stagnated for an instant, and the priest stood there warily, feeling as if his feet were caught by something.

She suppressed a scream and quickly turned on the flashlight to shine it. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw clearly what was grabbing her foot.

The two priests who were there just now with upright expressions on their faces were now sitting softly on the table, and accidentally grabbed the priest's ankle with one hand.

The two priests looked outside with fearful expressions, as if they were scared to death.

The priest wanted to laugh a little, and when he was about to complain about these two people, a strange voice sounded again.

tread.

tread.

tread.

Swish.

Swish.

Swish.

The sound sometimes comes from the front, sometimes from behind, and yes, the location of the sound is different.

Just when she was looking for the place where the sound came from, something dark suddenly flashed past the end of the flashlight.
To be continued...