The paper man outside the window is just a small episode.
Although the audience in the live broadcast room was a little frightened, most of them were still immersed in the story told by Jiang Ting and did not pay much attention.
Others in the lounge had a completely different feeling.
The supernatural appears for the first time, and the paper man climbs through the window.
Then the zombie girl touched her and smashed her without saying a word...
Not to mention that Old Huotou couldn't turn around when he saw this scene.
Even Xiao Gao and Linlin, who knew everything about it, couldn't describe it for a moment.
Linlin couldn't help but want to call her "Little Sister Zong" because of her eldest sister's aura of fighting on the street.
Obviously, Xiaozhang is a zombie tamed by Wang Qi, and her actions should be under Wang Qi's instructions.
The relationship between zombies and masters is very strange.
The powerful master can instruct zombies to do anything with just a thought.
Their boss, Lin Ying, had worked as a professional lecturer in exorcism at Maoshan Psychic Technology College, so he knew this connection very well.
But even Lin Ying still has many doubts about Xiaozhang, a zombie.
In fact, Xiao Gao has now received a new task, which is to observe Xiao Zheng's condition.
Every time we broadcast live, we must try our best to collect information about Xiaozhang without offending Wang Qi.
Now Xiao Gao is recording and analyzing in his mind:
Xiaozhang moves quickly and is very good at sneaking. Just like at the barbecue in Tombstone Village, he eats and drinks without making a sound.
She is good at carrying a bench to sneak attacks and hit people... Well, this may mean that she can flexibly use anything as a weapon.
While Xiao Gao Yitong was analyzing, Xiao Zhan returned to the lounge with a stool and sat down in the original place.
Her long black hair was draped messily over her shoulders. She looked a bit sloppy. Her body was arched and her big eyes continued to stare at Wang Qi's live broadcast.
It seemed as if I had just done a trivial thing.
"..."
Old Huotou quietly moved to the side. He liked this little girl at first, but now he feels afraid for some reason.
This girl is more fierce than a ghost!
Wang Qi continued the original topic.
He patted Jiang Ting's shoulder and comforted him: "We will stay here tonight and wait for your phone to ring. Let me have a good chat with the person on the other side this time. It's really not a good idea to do such a prank."
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Jiang Ting nodded in agreement, took out his phone and glanced at the time on it.
It's barely eleven o'clock now.
The call was always made at twelve o'clock, exactly the same time.
"Family, we will go to the crematorium later, but let's talk about something else next." Wang Qi smiled at the camera at this time.
Damn it, it’s coming, many viewers in the live broadcast room suddenly shuddered.
Old viewers who are familiar with Wang Qi can all guess what Wang Qi is going to do.
"Before the live broadcast, I searched for a few supernatural stories about the crematorium. Let's tell them now..."
Lao Huo's expression trembled, as if he had finally recovered from the previous shock, but when he heard that Wang Qi was going to tell ghost stories here, he became uneasy again.
"He, he..." Lao Huotou looked at Xiao Gao beside him.
How could he find out now that people like Wang Qi were the legendary "that kind of people"?
He knew a little bit about the rumors about psykers.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to break out the word "spiritual weapon".
Xiao Gao nodded to him, his eyes telling him that he didn't need to be afraid. They were here today and the supernatural could not harm anyone.
Also...can you stop twisting the beads in your hand? That thing is really useless!
Wang Qi talked about the supernatural stories about the crematorium that he had seen online, and tried to dispel the rumors about what these supernatural stories were about.
Jiang Ting interjected a few words from time to time. After all, he was a science student and was best at analyzing problems in a scientific way.
For a while, I actually got along well with Wang Qi.
Linlin also joined the conversation and analyzed it logically.
In fact, 80% of these supernatural stories told by Wang Qi are true.
Many of them are recorded in the archives of the Spiritual Administration Bureau.
But Linlin did several live broadcasts with Wang Qi, and she also learned to use her imagination to explain these supernatural issues using nonsense... no, she used scientific methods.
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was just like the scene of a science program...
Regardless of the horror stories, after their analysis together, the truth may be quite a trivial matter.
At this time, Jiang Ting's body suddenly moved.
There was an incoming call on the mobile phone in his pocket, and he set it to vibrate silently.
After taking it out and taking a look, he suddenly frowned.
The caller ID is: Mom.
It's only a quarter past eleven... Why did the "ghost calls" that usually start at twelve o'clock come earlier today?
The prankster is also watching the live broadcast, so he is openly provocative?
He squinted at the strange camera, which looked like its eyes were embedded in red paws, and then glanced at Wang Qi, who was chatting with Linlin.
For some reason that he didn't want to admit, he kept silent.
"I'm going to make a convenience." Jiang Ting said politely, stood up and walked out of the room.
Xiao Gao was worried that Jiang Ting would encounter supernatural beings alone, so he followed him quietly.
Jiang Ting walked a little eagerly and went to the bathroom on the other side of the corridor and got in.
Xiao Gao stood guard outside the door, looking around vigilantly.
In the bathroom, Jiang Ting took out his cell phone, his expression changed, and he hesitantly pressed the answer button.
"Hello?"
He didn't know whether his voice was angry or excited, and he said to the mobile phone: "Who are you? Are you talking? Who are you?"
Continuous questioning, just like the previous days.
He seemed to have already expected that the result would be the same as the previous few days, with no response and only a strange "rustling" sound.
But this time, a voice rang on the other side of the phone.
"it's me."
Some erratic sounds.
Jiang Ting was stunned, his expression suddenly tightened, and he asked tentatively: "Mom?"
"Hey, Ting'er, it's me..." the voice responded. Although it was a little erratic, it was also very clear.
Jiang Ting could even hear a very familiar tone, just like every time he received a call from his mother.
"Mom, is it really you?" Jiang Ting seemed to have forgotten the atheism he had just talked about, and his breathing became rapid, "You, where are you?"
There was a pause on the other side.
Then, the erratic voice sounded again.
"I'm behind you."
Behind him? Jiang Ting quickly turned around to look.
But there was nothing behind him.
The toilets in the crematorium are quite clean and tidy, and there is no peculiar smell.
It's just that the lights are a little dim, giving the whole room a hazy glow.
"Mom? Mom, where are you?" Jiang Ting said into the phone.
But there was no sound coming from the phone, the screen was black when I looked at it, and the call was hung up.
Xiao Gao Shou was outside and heard the noise inside. It was Jiang Ting's quiet voice at first, but the voice got louder and louder, and he was immediately ready to kick the door and enter the bathroom.
The bathroom door opened on its own, and Jiang Ting walked out in a hurry, holding his cell phone in his hand.
"I, I received a call again, and my mother's voice rang out. It was really my mother..."
He no longer had the calmness he had before, and talked to Xiao Gao in a panic.
Xiao Gao frowned and was about to comfort him with a few words.
But suddenly, Xiao Gao saw something, his expression became extremely solemn in an instant, and he subconsciously touched his waist with one hand.
Inside the multimedia classroom of HKUST.
Most of the students who originally gathered here to watch the live broadcast have left, and Li Shiyu's roommate has long since been unable to bear it anymore.
But Li Shiyu still stayed in her seat, she didn't want to miss any scenes of the live broadcast.
The annoying boy was still sitting nearby. Now he had regained his composure, as if he wanted to regain face for his previous gaffe, and continued to talk to Li Shiyu.
"Shiyu, don't be afraid. His live broadcast is all fake. He must have arranged people in the crematorium long ago..."
This boy was quite confident. He felt that although Li Shiyu looked worried and scared and clenched her hands tightly, she refused to leave the classroom.
It must be because I am still sitting here.
"Live broadcasts are all like this..." he said, pretending to understand.
At this time, on the big screen, Wang Qi, who was trying to find scientific truths from the supernatural stories, suddenly stopped talking.
Jiang Ting, who had just gone out, hurried back.
His somewhat panicked voice sounded: "I just received another call from my mother. This time, this time she spoke, it was her voice. She also said she was behind me, but I turned around and saw who was behind me.
nor……"
The camera shook. It was Wang Qi who turned the camera on the selfie stick and captured Jiang Ting's figure.
In the not-so-large lounge, Jiang Ting stood in the middle of the room, dancing and talking about what he had just encountered.
Xiao Gao stood behind nervously.
Old Huotou seemed to have seen something terrifying, and his body slipped along the wall and squatted on the ground.
Xiaozhang stood up and picked up the stool.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ting also realized something was wrong and turned around to look back.
This also exposed his back to the camera.
Wow, the multimedia classroom was suddenly filled with the sound of people jumping on their backs.
Some girls screamed uncontrollably.
I saw a paper man as tall as a person lying on Jiang Ting's back at this time!
This unexpected scene caused the Puxin boy next to him to accidentally roll to the floor of the table and let out a muffled groan.
But Li Shiyu didn't even bother to look at it, she just stared at the screen intently.
In the lounge of the crematorium, Jiang Ting also saw the paper man's hand grabbing his shoulder. He shouted in surprise: "Paper, paper man... What, what is going on?"
Wang Qi came to Jiang Ting holding a selfie stick with a strange expression.
This paper figurine is different from the classical beauty paper figurine I saw in the condolence hall before. It is a lifelike ordinary old lady.
The painted face is full of wrinkles, leaning on Jiang Ting's back with a kind smile.
Jiang Ting realized what was behind him, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
Wang Qi handed the selfie stick to Linlin's hand and reached out to pull the paper man.
Xiao Gao quickly wanted to stop him: the paper man was now possessing Jiang Ting, and if he took it off rashly, he might hurt Jiang Ting.
So when I saw it outside the toilet just now, I didn't dare to act rashly.
But before Xiao Gao could speak, Wang Qi easily pulled the paper man off Jiang Ting's back.
"This, this..." Jiang Ting looked at the paper man in front of him and was speechless.
Wang Qi took the phone from Jiang Ting again.
"Did your mother's cell phone number call you just now?" Wang Qi asked.
Without waiting for Jiang Ting to answer, Wang Qi found the received call and saw the message marked his mother.
Just now, the call was indeed answered.
Wang Qi pressed twice on his phone.
"Brother Qi, what are you going to do?" Linlin quickly came over and asked.