It's 10:30 p.m.

Wanwan thrust a carp, turned over from the bed, kicked Xia Zhihuai's back with her little feet, and woke up the person lying on the pillow. She slipped down from the bed and woke Qu Xiunan from another single bed.

Xia Zhihuai looked at the signal light of the camera in the corner of the wall, and after confirming that the towel was covered, he took out a small night light from the drawer.

Wanwan stood under the bed, putting on her coat, tied her legs of her pajamas around, and squatted under the bed and putting her shoes obediently.

Ten minutes later, the three of them quietly walked out of the door in the dark.

Yunzhan floated out of other rooms, looked at the dog's sneaky three people, and said helplessly: "What are you doing?"

Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai raised their fingers and leaned against their lips, and "shushed" very hard.

"Let's go to see the Midnight Horror Theater." Xia Zhihuai blinked, "Do you want to be together?"

Wanwan grabbed Xia Zhihuai's clothes and stared at Yunzhan with her expectant little eyes.

Yun Zhan didn't understand why, but his black eyes stared at the brother and sister for a while, his mind was shaken and he nodded.

Three people and one ghost, they didn't sleep at night, sneaking into the back wall of the house last night in the diffuse smoke.

Yunzhan asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Zhihuai stepped on the small tree and climbed up the wall with a very light movement. He turned around and wanted to pull Wanwan up, but as a result... the little tree beside Wanwan took the initiative to put the branches under Wanwan's feet, and then the child's hands and feet were lighter than him. He climbed up the wall in a few seconds, rode on it and stared at him with big eyes.

Qu Xiunan: "What should I do?"

Xia Zhihuai waved to him: "Climb up! Hurry up."

Qu Xiunan stood under the wall and thought for two seconds, a little depressed: "But I can't climb."

Xia Zhihuai turned around and looked at him in shock: "Did you have a childhood? Why can't you even climb a wall?"

Qu Xiunan pulled off the shoes of Xia Zhihuai riding on the exterior wall: "Do you think I am a gecko? When I was a child, I lived in the family building, so climbing the wall was deadly!"

Xia Zhihuai looked at his socks and felt a little irritable: "Give me your shoes back."

Qu Xiunan hung his shoes on his toes. As soon as Xia Zhihuai raised his legs, his shoes fell to the ground.

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

Qu Xiunan was plucking the trees and walls, and groaning and thrusting his strength, running up half a meter high.

"Pick up my shoes."

Qu Xiunan stepped on the trunk of the tree and the wall, holding the trunk with both hands to maintain balance with the wall. He looked down at the shoes on the ground and refused, "It's not easy for me to climb up, you can pick it up yourself."

Yunzhan looked at the three of them speechless. He didn't sleep at night and ran out to climb over the wall and had internal conflicts. There was no one else.

Wanwan reached out and grabbed Xia Zhihuai's cuffs, raised her fingers and said, "Shhhh, brother, please whisper..."

Is there any self-protection awareness that can be overturned by other people's walls at midnight?

Qu Xiunan finally sat on the wall, reached out to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and looked at Xia Zhihuai's feet that were still not wearing shoes: "Don't you go down to pick up shoes?"

Xia Zhihuai shook his head: "Wait a minute, watch the show first."

The hot midnight live broadcast has just begun.

The yard was surrounded by yin energy, and you could vaguely hear a sound in the house. The lights in the bedroom at the east end flashed a few times. After waiting for a while, the lights in the whole house were all gone.

Before Xia Zhihuai saw that the lights went out, a figure flashed by in front of the window. He pointed to the house and said, "The person who should live in that house is Director Hu."

Qu Xiunan was a little worried: "Let's put that ghost back, and we won't make people wrong, right?"

"Of course not." Xia Zhihuai smiled, "I have a sense of responsibilities, just want him to know that our changing rooms is not a good thing, but that it is indeed a haunted house. That ghost will not hurt people, and it is controlled by Wanwan."

"I'm worried about Director Hu's heart disease." Qu Xiunan was worried.

Xia Zhihuai touched his chin: "I asked the deputy director in the afternoon, no."

"And before Director Hu came, he prepared heart-saving pills and antihypertensive drugs, and he brought them with him when he went to the haunted house."

That's good.

Qu Xiunan breathed a sigh of relief.

Wanwan took out three pieces of talisman paper from her pocket, and one of them sent one: "This is an invisible talisman, we can go in and see it."

Xia Zhihuai held the talisman paper and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Wait for me, I'll pick up some shoes."

If you can go in and watch the live broadcast, you must go in.

...

The Hong family’s haunted house.

Hu Beijun did not believe in evil, so he brought two crew members, as well as the Beidou Master invited in the afternoon, and moved into the haunted house after dinner.

Before moving in, the deputy director wandered in front of him again and kindly reminded him: "I think you'd better take insurance again. When you watch that ghost movie, the whole room will lose contact with the outside world when something happens... We don't know if you have something wrong at that time."

Hu Beijun thought about it and thought it was the reason: "Then will I open a live broadcast room?"

The assistant director's eyes lit up: "It's feasible."

"Then do it."

Hu Beijun registered an account on the pp live broadcast platform with his mobile phone and renamed the live broadcast room to: Diary of the Haunted House in the Wilderness Mountain Village.

The live broadcast room is hung in outdoor adventure category.

Because it was a new account, there was no one in the live broadcast room for a while.

Hu Beijun didn't care, so he told the deputy director the live broadcast room, and moved in with his equipment with great confidence.

...

The assistant director put his phone on the desk, took the laptop on his legs, and was sorting out the subsequent storyboard scripts.

After ten o'clock, I went to take a shower and came back to soak a bowl of instant noodles. When I tore open the packaging bag of the braised eggs, I suddenly heard a sound coming from the live broadcast room of my mobile phone.

He moved his phone closer and looked at Hu Beijun who was sleeping on the single sofa in the bedroom. His snoring sound echoed in the entire live broadcast room. He sucked speechlessly, preparing to make a phone call to make him feel more energetic.

He took out his spare cell phone and just dialed the phone, but the ringtone in the live broadcast room made his scalp numb. He subconsciously held his cell phone and watched the situation in the live broadcast room.

The originally lit desk lamp suddenly began to flash, and the ringtone in the live broadcast room was obviously a very classic sound, but it became distorted and strange.

"Damn it! Lao Hu, answer the phone! answer the phone!"

Hu Beijun, who was dozing off in the live broadcast room, seemed to feel it. He suddenly sneezes and suddenly sat up from the sofa.

He reached out to cover his eyes, shook his head, and finally woke up a little.

The next second, all the lights in the house were turned off.

He sat stiffly on the sofa, feeling a little chill on his back. He slowly reached out and tried to pick up the phone on the table. Suddenly, a claw with a little smell of burnt lake was pressed down on the back of his hand.

He mechanically slowly turned his head and was silent with a burnt face for a few seconds.

The next moment, the house screamed heart-wrenchingly: "Ghost--"

Hu Beijun immediately lifted his claws, and his originally bulky body now showed 300% potential. He jumped over the small table in front of him as light as a swallow, and ran out of the door.

The ghost who was frightened by the screams:...

What a terrible man!

It pulled its lower body out of the wall, slowly approached the mobile phone that was broadcasting on the table, and two clusters of red lights slowly emerged from its eyes. It cracked its mouth at the camera and smiled, opened its right hand and picked up the mobile phone, preparing to record the evidence of its hard work. In this way, the two masters who were very painful to beat the ghost could not be able to pay the debt.

He wanted to go to the underworld to be reincarnated early, and he stayed in this broken house. His heartless son and daughter-in-law dared not come back... He was almost bored.

When the skinny and skewed the claws left with only burnt flesh, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room was rising rapidly.

On Weibo, a video that was originally inconspicuous for more than ten seconds was slowly increasing.

#Shock! Realistic version of Midnight Haunted House Live Welcome#

...

In the entire house, after Hu Beijun shouted, other voices rose one after another.

The lights in the house suddenly became brighter, and the mobile phone camera brought half of the old ghost's terrifying face into the live broadcast room.

The old ghost holding the phone was suddenly shook his eyes by the light, staring blankly at the light bulb on the wall, and raised his claws and grabbed it in the air.

The light bulb shattered in the air and the glass slag fell on the floor.

All lighting equipment in the house begins to flash at the same time until it is completely turned off.

The experience of haunted houses must of course start with creating a sense of atmosphere.
Chapter completed!