Chapter 322 Fan Er was so tall before, so embarrassed now
Atheist Xiaoqi’s paranormal incident identification live broadcast room.
Jiang Hua was heard saying strangely to the camera that he was already dead at that time.
This immediately caused panic among the audience in the live broadcast room.
"What the hell, what does this guy mean?"
"Is he a ghost..."
"Normal people sleep in coffins?"
"Did you really see a ghost?"
The live broadcast screen is covered with various barrages.
Many viewers watching the live broadcast will only post comments when they encounter a topic of interest.
The people who watch Wang Qi's live broadcast are not a whole group. Some old viewers may believe Wang Qi's popular science. After encountering supernatural and unexplainable things, they can still post barrage discussions from an atheistic point of view.
But some people, when they encounter something strange, will immediately post a barrage saying they saw a ghost.
Faced with the current situation in the live broadcast room, Wang Qi, who was holding a selfie stick, seemed a little shocked.
He fell into a brief silence and did not respond immediately.
In the underground parking lot of Hausen Apartment.
"That's it, you two, it's time for you to take action." Du Qingqiu looked at the live broadcast room with a smile on his lips.
Wang Qi should have been dominated by fear now.
Du Qingqiu had already made arrangements.
There is great fear between life and death.
Sacrifice the female ghost of Fan Yuezhu's dream, and use Jiang Hua to recall his great fear of death to release the supernatural power of the dream.
As he spoke, Du Qingqiu looked at the two mysterious people wearing blue robes beside him.
These two people are both supernatural beings who have survived for who knows how many years.
Belongs to the ‘mourner’ in the underworld.
A true antique, half human and half ghost.
What he does on weekdays is also funeral rites, and he can be said to be a gold medal killer in the supernatural world.
The Shentu organization was targeted by Wang Qi in various ways, and the contact point of the terrorist chat room was also copied by Wang Qi.
The remaining members joined forces to set up this bureau.
The old ghost spent a lot of money to invite these two mourners.
When Wang Qi is dominated by fear, it's their time to take action!
Hearing Du Qingqiu's words, the two men in green robes nodded lightly.
One person took out a pair of suonas.
One person took out a gong.
"The rain of tears washes away the dust and cleanses the road to heaven, and the sound of sorrow moves the world."
The dry voices of the two people first came to an incision.
Boom! A gong sounded.
Then came the sad and pitiful sound of the suona.
Their bodies slowly floated up, as if they were cut out of paper.
There are many ghosts appearing around me.
Floatingly, he entered the cave created by Du Qingqiu's supernatural powers.
It's like a weird funeral procession.
Du Qingqiu and Mr. Ji watched their figures disappear into the big cave and remained silent for a while.
If nothing else, this ritual is full of...
Du Qingqiu's eyes fell back to the mobile phone live broadcast room in his hand.
In the prop room in the backyard of the haunted house No. 81 Chaonei.
Linlin tried hard to strengthen her will and fight against the fear emerging in her heart.
At the same time, she looked at Wang Qi worriedly.
Wang Qi sat in front of the coffin and had been silent for a while.
But the live broadcast is still going on.
Seeing Wang Qi suddenly stop talking, the audience thought he was frightened and began to post comments asking, is he really a ghost?
Linlin approached worriedly.
Encountering such an unusual Xiao Gao who was not around, she began to consider whether to cut off the live broadcast first?
But at this moment, Wang Qi suddenly made a move.
He raised his hand and patted Jiang Hua's shoulder, sighing a little: "Well, Lu Xun said it best, some people are dead, but they are still alive, some people are alive, but they are dead..."
Jiang Hua: "???"
Are Lu Xun's words applicable to this situation?
"Sorry, I'm going out to take a call." Then Wang Qi said and stood up from the coffin.
He handed the selfie stick to Linlin and walked out of the dark room.
"Xiao Qi didn't speak just now because someone called?"
"Xiao Qi seems to have become a different person..."
"Someone wants to stop Xiaoqi from continuing to broadcast?"
"It's hard to say whether there are lives in this."
"There may be some force behind it!"
A lot of speculation immediately emerged in the live broadcast room.
Some people began to guess what Wang Qi meant when he said these words.
"I think what Xiaoqi means is that Jiang Hua said he died because of guilt and that life would be worse than death."
"Yes, hiding in a coffin and dying is just like dying."
"I can understand Jiang Hua's mood..."
"His life is indeed similar to that of a dead person."
"...Are you serious?"
Many of the viewers in the live broadcast room are already mature fans of Wang Qi.
I have learned to make up my mind...
Linlin looked at Wang Qi's back, feeling a little worried.
She could feel that Brother Qi was a little different from usual at this time.
But I can't tell what exactly it is.
Jiang Hua looked a little confused. He had just told a big secret. Why wasn't Wang Qi afraid?
He also wanted to tell Linlin that he was really dead. He was beaten to death by the assistant director with a stick, but then he came back to life for some reason and was hiding in this coffin like a walking zombie...
"Sorry, wait until Brother Qi comes back." Linlin interrupted Jiang Hua.
Qi Ge left the live broadcast room in her hands, and she must help him maintain it.
So, she glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room on her mobile phone, thought about it and said to the camera: "While I'm waiting for Brother Qi to answer the phone, why don't I dance for everyone."
To distract LSPs, nothing works better than dancing...
Just when people in the live broadcast room began to cheer in anticipation, Jiang Hua's face was filled with questions.
Linlin suddenly heard the sound of a suona coming from outside, and occasionally the sound of a gong.
Then, she felt a strong spiritual energy burst out.
The golden light, in her spiritual vision, almost completely illuminated the dark backyard.
How scary is Wang Qi when he gets serious?
At this time, the spirit exorcists from the imperial capital who were waiting around Chaonei No. 81 all sensed the situation and raised their heads to look at the haunted house.
Ordinary people can't see anything, but their spiritual vision can see the bright golden light in the direction of the backyard.
Just like the rising sun, God comes to the world.
They couldn't help but tremble and felt an instinctive awe.
The crew members in the main room of the haunted house didn't notice anything.
But in the room next to him, Colonel Mo Jin felt the aura emanating from Wang Qi's body.
He couldn't help but tremble.
The most terrifying thing is to wake up... Who would have thought of this?
Normally, aren't people afraid of terrible experiences, weird ghosts and the like?
They watched the live broadcast of Confession Town over and over again...
Isn't Wang Qi's nightmare monster in it a certain singing and dancing rapper?
What I'm most afraid of is that I wake up... This, this is more like a mental illness than a mental illness.
Captain Touch Jin was ready to run away immediately.
But as soon as he moved, the little zombie's figure flashed and stopped him at the door.
"Oh!"
Captain Mojin sneered when he saw this.
The talisman floating in front of him was once again activated into bursts of white light, sweeping across Xiao Zhan.
"I know you are not an ordinary zombie, maybe not even a zombie... but you are definitely not a normal living person. My Heaven-Absolving God Zombie Suppressor will naturally restrain you!" He said coldly.
There is nothing that can be done to Wang Qi this time, but at least he can take away the weird zombie next to him.
It’s not a loss at all!
But while thinking about it, he was suddenly stunned.
The bright white light activated by the talisman dissipated.
Xiao Zhan was unharmed, just covering his eyes with his hands.
...isn’t it powerful enough?
Captain Mojin then activated the talisman again, releasing white light that swept across Xiaozhang.
Xiao Gao, who was originally trapped in a cocoon of light by the white light, escaped because the Colonel Touching Gold was too busy to take care of it.
He was shocked when he saw the white light swallowing up Xiao Zhan.
"Too bad..."
Talismans and spells are completely different things.
This was originally the most mysterious spiritual power of the Taoist sect, but now the talisman has disappeared from the righteous way.
Because talismans are closely related to gods.
A psychic who possesses a talisman is a "receiver", and can be named a Heavenly Cao and be punished according to the will of heaven.
Similar to the Bible of the Western Church, the talisman allows the user to borrow the power of belief in the gods.
However, the Chinese state banned gods and the Taoist sect also cooperated with relevant policies.
The gods have long since disappeared, but some victims can continue to borrow the power of these gods through supernatural means.
Although it is an evil path, the power that can be borrowed still has the characteristics of a god.
Especially touching the talisman of Jin Xiaowei and calling it the Temple of Absolution to Suppress the Corpse... It's a perfect match for Xiaozhuang!
Xiao Gao immediately prepared a helping hand to stop Captain Jin from being touched.
But at this moment, Xiao Zhan, who was surrounded by white light, started shouting first.
"Stop taking the photo, I can't even open my eyes!" It's still the same plastic dialect.
Captain Mojin: "???"
Xiao Gao: "???"
"It doesn't make sense..." Colonel Mo Jin had a look of self-doubt.
Xiao Zhan, however, had already rushed over with murderous intent.
I saw her standing still in front of Colonel Touch Jin, stretching out her right hand, and making mysterious and messy hand gestures.
He shouted in his mouth: "The mighty heavenly dragon, the great Dharma mantra, the Prajna Buddhas, the Paramita..."
Then the baby-faced relic on her wrist emitted light and turned into a giant hand.
Press and touch Jin Xiaowei and there will be another hammer blow.
Xiaogao: "..."
In the underground parking lot of Hausen Apartments.
Du Qingqiu and Mr. Ji were leaning in front of the car waiting for the results.
In the live broadcast room, Linlin was standing next to the coffin and dancing.
Nothing can be seen from the live broadcast.
But they could still faintly feel the terrifying aura coming from the direction of the haunted house.
Both of them looked a little gloomy.
suddenly……
Boom!, something flew out from the large hole where the supernatural being condensed.
But it was the gong in the hands of the mourner that was already in tatters.
Thump, thump, two broken bodies were thrown out of the hole like tatters.
Rolling in front of Du Qingqiu, Mr. Ji, he had already made no sound.
These two mourners were so high-spirited before, but now they are in such a state of embarrassment...
And in the big dark cave, golden light burst out and spread towards this side.