Chapter 22 The ghost story in front of the mourning hall
"Liu Si faked his corpse and turned into a zombie!"
"Xiao Qi, you'd better not stop broadcasting..."
"Isn't this uncle a shill hired by the anchor?"
"Do zombies eat chicken? Can anyone with knowledge shed some light on this?"
After hearing the story of the middle-aged man, the live broadcast room continued to be flooded with comments.
Some of them were simply heard as stories, but there were also quite a few who believed them.
After all, the atmosphere is there.
While the middle-aged man was speaking, Liu Si's posthumous photo was displayed next to Wang Qi in the live broadcast camera, staring directly at the audience in the live broadcast room.
After Wang Qi listened to the man's story, there was no fear on his face and he nodded lightly.
This story is well told and full of emotion.
But he, Wang Qi, didn’t believe it.
"Uncle, maybe you saw it wrong? Or maybe you drank wine at night?" Wang Qi's tone was very calm.
"how come!"
The middle-aged man's voice became excited: "When I took people to the chicken coop the next day, Liu Si had disappeared. I bravely found a few people and went to the place where Liu Si was buried. I found that the grave bag had been buried.
It’s empty! If you don’t believe it, you can go to the cemetery outside the town tomorrow and have a look!”
By the end, the middle-aged man was almost shouting loudly.
"Uncle, don't get excited, I just raised some immature doubts." Wang Qi chuckled.
It seems that the uncle is very involved in the drama.
He suddenly thought of a flaw in his uncle's words.
"Suppose, I mean suppose, that Liu Si really swindled his corpse. He went to your place at night to steal chickens and gamble with others. His graveyard is already empty. Then I have to ask, where was he during the day? Why did he start from there?
No one saw him during the day?"
"This..." the middle-aged man was asked, do you still care about this kind of thing at this time? He muttered a few words, "The abandoned brick factory in the west of the town has many cave dwellings, it must be hiding there during the day!"
"It's in a cave." Wang Qi knew this place.
The brick factory needed to excavate the land, leaving a large number of cave dwellings. When Wang Qi was in junior high school, he went there to explore. It was pitch dark inside, and it was indeed a good place to hide.
But the uncle's answer was obviously a last-minute answer, and the story was not rounded out in advance.
"Oh, I didn't want to talk about this at first, but I can't bear your suffering. Young man, please leave quickly and stop broadcasting." The middle-aged man didn't want to continue arguing with Wang Qi, so he left Lian Mai with these words.
"Thank you uncle for your wonderful story." Wang Qi laughed, "Uncle's chicken farm is to the west of Lushui Town. If you need eggs and chicken, you can go to this uncle."
Wang Qi's meaning was obvious. Uncle Lian Mai told this story to advertise his chicken farm.
Just imagine, everyone knows that his chicken farm is infested with zombies. Regardless of whether it is true or not, they will definitely have an impression of his chicken farm. Some people may even go to check it out out of curiosity. When you get there, why don't you buy some eggs?
The ads inserted in domestic movies and variety shows are nothing more than that.
The uncle got a lot of traffic!
Of course, Wang Qi is also happy to see this, after all, the atmosphere here has become a lot more lively.
"Haha, after hearing what the anchor said, I also think this uncle is here to advertise."
"Uncle's story is so scary!"
"Come on, I've seen similar scenes in many movies!"
"My home is in a village near Lushui Town. After hearing what my uncle said, I wanted to go visit his chicken farm."
"Why do I think uncle didn't lie? Maybe there really are zombies..."
There were many messages in the live broadcast room.
Xiao Gao, Lin Lin, and Lao Chen looked at each other.
They understood that what the middle-aged man said was probably true.
Before heading to Green Water Town, they investigated the supernatural events here and determined that zombies were responsible.
At first, Xiao Gao was worried that telling his uncle's experience would not end well, but now he realized that he had worried too much.
Wang Qi went all out to characterize the uncle’s words as a story told only to gain traffic.
Many viewers in the key live broadcast room really believed it.
Looking at Wang Qi's calm and calm look, Xiao Gao couldn't help but think of the calm and gentle temperament of those peerless masters in martial arts novels.
Being able to analyze a ghost story and come up with a reason is also a skill.
Learned learned learned.
Inside the chicken farm house in the west of Lushui Town.
"Why doesn't he believe what I say?"
The middle-aged man who had been on the phone earlier was holding a mobile phone in his hand. When he saw that Wang Qi did not take his words seriously and continued to live broadcast in the shabby house, he suddenly became anxious.
Everything he said is true!
He was so frightened by this incident that he couldn't sleep well for several days. The door of his house was covered with talismans asking for help, and he was trembling all day long.
"We can't let them continue the live broadcast..."
The owner of the chicken farm was quite kind-hearted and immediately went out to warn Wang Qi and the others face to face.
But just as he opened the door, his body suddenly stiffened.
Under the dim moonlight, a strange figure appeared on the road in the distance. It was a little stiff and looked extremely strange, but it moved very quickly.
It's...Liu Si who faked the corpse!
Bang, the chicken farm owner hurriedly closed the door, his hand slipped, and his cell phone fell to the ground.
"The zombie has appeared, it...it is heading towards the running room!"
He quickly picked up his cell phone and wanted to warn Wang Qi.
It turned out that the phone screen was black and broken.
In front of the mourning hall of the dilapidated house.
Seeing the comments in the live broadcast room talking about zombies, Wang Qi suddenly thought of something and said: "Speaking of zombies, I have actually encountered a supernatural incident about zombies before..."
Damn it!
You still think the live broadcast in the mourning hall is not scary, but you still need to tell ghost stories?
The live broadcast room was abuzz.
I’ll reward you with a flight, please stop talking about it!
But Wang Qi ignored the resistance of his family at all. This was a live broadcast of a supernatural adventure, and all he wanted was a sense of atmosphere. Is it ridiculous to just sit in the mourning hall and do nothing?
You have to take care of the feelings of the audience.
He is a dedicated live broadcaster.
So he pretended to have a sinister voice and slowly began to tell the story.
Not long ago, Wang Qi was a takeout delivery boy.
This supernatural incident happened to Wang Qi's colleague.
The colleague received a call from a customer late at night and asked him to help deliver food.
We are all acquaintances, so we don’t use the platform, so we can earn a few more bucks.
The colleague happily followed the customer's request and bought a large meal to deliver.
It was midnight, and the environment was dim. After receiving the takeaway, the customer did not use his mobile phone to pay, but directly handed a few large bills to his colleague.
The colleague didn't look carefully and stuffed it into his pocket.
But the next day, when my colleague took out the banknotes and prepared to spend them, he was surprised to find that those banknotes turned out to be ghost banknotes!
Is this a prank? My colleague was very angry and rushed to find the client to argue with him. However, when he got there, he discovered that the client was already dead.
It has been three days since his death!
Could it be that someone else asked a colleague to deliver the food?
But later, the client's autopsy report showed that he died suddenly.
And there was still fresh food in his stomach.
It was exactly what my colleague sent me that night...