Chapter 189 The first wave of tourists in the House of Horrors
"Brother Qi, do you want me to do something to stop them?" Xiao Gao asked after hearing the news brought by Li Shiyu.
"It doesn't matter. We're open for business. If someone deliberately disrupts us, then they chase people out. Isn't this a shame?"
Wang Qi smiled and waved his hand, not caring much: "I am very confident about the horror house and I am not afraid of them."
But I'm afraid something will happen to those people... Xiao Gao hesitated to speak.
Seeing several plates of snacks prepared by the landlady being served, Wang Qi quickly invited a few people to try them.
Xiao Gao, Lao Chen, and Li Shiyu knew that the landlady was not a human being, but she had been transformed by Wang Qidu. She used normal ingredients in cooking, so there was no problem with the food.
I was a little concerned at first, but after tasting it, I quickly put aside my grudges.
I have to say that the landlady is really good.
Seeing that everyone liked it, the landlady smiled like a flower.
But after returning to the kitchen, she suddenly exclaimed: "Xiao Zhan, these are for the guests, why did you eat them all!"
"I'll try it for the guests first. Is it delicious? Uh-huh..." Then there was the muffled sound of Xiao Zhan chewing something.
Wang Qi's face turned dark immediately, and he brought Xiao Zhan here to be his helper, which resulted in chaos.
He let Xiao Gao and the others do what they wanted and rushed into the kitchen.
"Xiao Gao, those fans are coming to cause trouble, do we really not care?" Lao Chen asked.
"Since Brother Qi has this attitude, let's not think too much about it." Xiao Gao thought for a while and said.
He asked Li Shiyu and Lao Chen to stay here while he found Sun Haoran in the script killing unit, who was waiting for the guests to come.
Xiao Gao came here for another purpose today. He wanted to ask Sun Haoran if he knew who was the one who handed over the Final Work to Fang Yatong.
It's a pity that Sun Haoran didn't know.
After he was killed by the character he created, he remained resentful and became a ghost by inhabiting the legacy. However, he remained in a deep sleep for a period of time and would only be awakened when someone played the legacy.
In fact, Wang Qi's live broadcast was the first time he started the game after becoming a ghost... and was directly included.
Xiao Gao felt a little regretful when he couldn't get an answer from Sun Haoran.
It’s time for the script killing to officially open.
Wang Qi opened the store door, and there were already many people waiting outside. Most of them were fans of Wang Qi, who came to support the anchor they followed.
After meeting Wang Qi, many people asked to take photos with him.
Xiao Gao, Lao Chen, and Li Shiyu helped entertain the guests.
Now the Horror House only has one haunted house, and six people can enter at one time.
There is no limit on play time.
Wang Qi is full of confidence: As long as you can endure it when you go in, it doesn't matter even if you don't want to come out. I will never rush you.
When someone is frightened and quits, other players can fill in.
The opening discount price for tickets is only 20 yuan per person, which is quite affordable.
Waiting guests can also go to the lounge to rest, where a variety of drinks and food are sold.
You can also go to the game room set up next to play scenario killing.
"Xiao Qi, please stand still and don't move. I want to take a full-length portrait of you and hang it in my room." A fashionably dressed female guest, holding a professional camera in her hand, greeted Wang Qi repeatedly.
"Isn't that bad? I'm not a celebrity, so what's the point of hanging my photo?" Wang Qi said a little embarrassed and posed casually.
"Who said it's useless?"
With a click, the photo was taken, and the female guest smiled and said: "Your photo can ward off evil spirits - popular science can ward off evil spirits."
"..." Why does this sound like a curse?
At this time, there was suddenly a quarrel.
"Why are they the first? We came together!"
"We have also been waiting for a long time."
"We should have gone first!"
There was a circle of people gathered in front of the ticket counter, three of whom were in a group and were arguing unconvincedly with several others.
After the door opened just now, the first six customers came to the counter to buy tickets, but before they could enter the haunted house, the other three stood up unhappily, deliberately looking for trouble, because they should be the first customers.
The three troublemakers, two men and one woman, looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, probably still high school students.
"We flew here from the imperial capital specifically to support Wang Qi!"
One of the three men was tall and thin, and he was very aggressive. He even patted the counter while speaking, which was very arrogant.
"Guest, don't be excited, can I arrange for you to go in next time?" Grandma Li, who was the receptionist, patiently persuaded.
Grandma Li has a wrinkled face and a kind face.
He looks very old, and his body is a little shaky.
"Why, we have to be the first to go in, we..." Another fat boy stood up with an arrogant look on his face.
But while she was talking, she saw Grandma Li’s old face.
His face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were a little cloudy, his eye sockets were sunken, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and there were no teeth in his mouth.
It's like a very ordinary old man with a kind smile.
The boy felt an inexplicable suddenness in his heart, and the next words were all stuck in his mouth.
"What's wrong?" Wang Qi came over.
Grandma Li explained the situation again.
Xiao Gao and Lao Chen, who were following Wang Qi, thought it was just an ordinary dispute, but when they saw the three people looking for trouble, their expressions became a little more solemn.
In their spiritual vision, each of these three people had a weird... imp.
Like a deformed baby.
The body is gray, the head is big, the face is shriveled and ugly, and the limbs are thin but strong, lying on the backs of the three people.
He has a pair of uncoordinated big eyes, with no whites, all black.
When Wang Qi came closer, the strange babies opened their mouths towards Wang Qi, showing hostility.
They only have a few scattered teeth in their mouths, but their teeth are very sharp.
Wang Qi seemed to turn a blind eye, his expression not changing at all.
"Is this...an evil spirit?" Xiao Gao quickly figured out what the little ghost was.
Evil spirits can be said to be a type of ghost, but unlike most ghosts, they are not born of resentment after death. Most of them are residual souls and filthy things.
Many curses can spawn evil spirits and attach themselves to the cursed person.
"Are these three people cursed?" Xiao Gao thought to himself, and these evil spirits were very hostile to Wang Qi...
"Brother Gao, could these three be Fang Yatong's fans who came here to make trouble?" Li Shiyu didn't see the evil spirit, but thought of other things.
"A fan of Fang Yatong?" Xiao Gao's heart moved when he heard Li Shiyu's words.
A strange spell was cast on Fang Yatong, but the specific effect has not yet been found out.
If these people are Fang Yatong's crazy fans, could the evil spirits in them be related to the spell in Fang Yatong's body?
Wang Qi already figured out what was going on.
"Xiao Qi, we don't have to be the first wave to go in. Since they insist on going in first, let's let them go." The first six guests didn't want to embarrass Wang Qi. One of them stood up and said.
They are relatively older and more sensible.
It's Wang Qi's first day of business, and it's not good if things get serious.
"Okay then, I'll treat each of you to a cup of milk tea. I'll forgive you for your poor hospitality." Upon seeing this, Wang Qi invited them to the lounge first.
He looked at the three people again, thinking that he always talked about positive energy in the live broadcast room, and had to think of a valid reason before fighting. These three people who were looking for trouble for no reason were definitely not his fans...
Are they Fang Yatong’s crazy fans?
"Then you can be the first wave of guests." Wang Qi said with a smile, "Have a good time."
"We must give your horror house a good review." The tall and thin man pointed out.
The girl among the three bought tickets from Grandma Li.
"Your tickets." Grandma Li handed over three tickets and persuaded her nonchalantly, "Be careful when playing, and come out quickly if you can't."
The girls looked quite cute, but this time they came to "wreak havoc" and were ready to say some harsh words after taking the tickets.
But when I came into contact with Grandma Li's kind gaze, I suddenly couldn't say anything.
When she walked into the haunted house with her two companions, she even looked back at Grandma Li.
Grandma Li was still looking at her with a smile.
That look...
"Did you feel that the old lady was a little weird? When she looked at me, she felt very nervous." The girl whispered.
The fat boy agreed: "I feel the same way."
"What's there to be afraid of? I think Wang Qi specially found such an old lady to be the receptionist to heighten the atmosphere." The tall and thin man sneered, took out his mobile phone, and began to quickly send messages to the group.
They are indeed fans of Fang Yatong, and they are die-hard fans.
Although I don’t know why my sister smoked during Wang Qi’s live broadcast...but it definitely has something to do with Wang Qi.
Wang Qi must have set up a trap to frame his sister.
My sister is such a cute and cute girl, what’s wrong with smoking?
As "Fang Tang (Fang Yatong's fan nickname)", they must seek justice for their sister!
Now the three of them are the advance team, and more sugar cubes will gather later.
This house of horror must be bankrupted!
"Brothers, we have arrived at the place, everyone is ready." The tall and thin man sent a message, "The first is the reception of the horror house. Wang Qi found an old lady. The sight of it is off-putting. The service is too bad.
Yes, now we have entered the haunted house..."
He planned to find trouble in this house of horror, and then everyone would work together to criticize Wang Qi's house of horror on the Internet as worthless.
This is a plan that was decided long ago.
Someone in the group reminded: Be careful, this Wang Qi has some skills, the house of horror might be really scary.
"Haha, I've played in countless horror houses. How can this little workshop scare me?" The tall and thin man didn't care.
The three of them were walking through a corridor.
The name of the haunted house project is the Horror Playground, which is the road leading to the playground.
The corridor is laid out like a street, with images of dilapidated houses, wilderness and other scenes printed on the walls.
Haha, is that all?
"Have you felt it?" The chubby boy's trembling voice suddenly sounded, "It seems like someone is secretly watching us?"
"I feel it too!" the girl echoed, looking at the pictures of dilapidated houses on the corridor wall, "I feel like there is someone hiding there."
"What's hiding people? Isn't this just a painting?"
The tall and thin man smiled and walked over and patted the wall.
"I tell you, these are all psychological reasons, don't think about it, there is nothing..."
When he said this, he suddenly turned around and looked behind him.
Because he also felt the feeling of being watched.
The feeling was so real, as if something was hiding in the shadows, spying on his every move with a pair of sneaky eyes.
But he saw nothing.
"What's wrong?" the girl asked quickly.
"Nothing..." the tall and thin man said hesitantly, this must be an illusion!
At this time, a sound of "blah blah blah" suddenly sounded.
The three of them were startled, and then realized that it was the sound of the broadcast signal being affected.
A female voice reporting the news then rang in their ears.
"...A serious accident occurred in xx playground today. The deceased were two men and one woman. One of the two boys was wearing a brown coat and the other was wearing a white coat. The girl was wearing a red dress..."
The announcer's voice sounded very warm.
It's just...it's a bit weird to broadcast this kind of news in a warm tone.
"Here, the three people mentioned in the news...were dressed as if they were us!" The girl's voice trembled.
I found that the clothes of the three deceased people reported were exactly the same as them.