When Jiang Ting appeared in the live broadcast room with a paper man on his back.
Countless spectators were shocked and screamed.
Before they could express their shock, they saw Wang Qi's sexy moves again.
He was actually planning to call back that ghost call!
"Xiao Qi, don't seek death!"
"It's useless, our Xiaoqi just likes to seek death!"
"This anchor is so awesome!"
"That paper man is so scary. Do you feel like its face is alive?"
"I feel the same way, Xiaoqi, you'd better not call back!"
"Dial, let him dial, this must be a prank!"
When these barrages flashed across the live broadcast room, Wang Qi had already pressed the callback button.
The buzzer sounded, and a tense atmosphere filled the lounge.
Jiang Ting was looking at the paper man in a daze. When he saw Wang Qi calling back, he said, "I have called back this number before, but I couldn't get through."
But just as he finished speaking, a burst of music suddenly sounded.
It is a very common cell phone ringing sound, which is pleasant to the ear.
But many people shuddered subconsciously.
"The sound is in this room..." Xiao Gao could still remain calm and glanced around, looking for the source of the sound.
Wang Qi had already approached the paper figurine of the old lady.
He reached out and groped around in the old lady's pocket.
The old lady was wearing ordinary, everyday clothes, also made of paper.
When Wang Qi put his hand into the old lady's pocket, he quickly took out something from it, which was a mobile phone.
The screen flashed, showing an incoming call from "Ting'er".
After Wang Qi hung up the phone in his hand, the screen of the phone also went dark.
"This, this is my mother's cell phone!" Jiang Ting exclaimed, took the cell phone from Wang Qi's hand, and looked up and down.
The mobile phone was a gift he bought for his mother with his salary, and it couldn't be more familiar.
"How could this happen?" Jiang Ting's hands holding the phone kept shaking.
The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to feel a chill coming over them.
Jiang Ting mentioned earlier that this mobile phone was cremated along with her mother, and since then, he has been receiving calls from her mother at midnight every day.
Just now he received a call from his mother, telling him that she was behind him, and then a paper figure appeared on Jiang Ting's back...
Could this paper figure be Jiang Ting's mother?
As if to confirm the audience's speculation, Old Huotou's voice suddenly rang out: "I recognize this paper man, I recognize this paper man..."
Everyone looked at Lao Huotou.
The old employee of the crematorium was leaning against the corner, half-crouched, clutching the rosary in his hand, extremely frightened.
"This was done by Lao Chu, for my wife in Jiangting!" he explained with a trembling voice.
There are two types of paper figures in Chuza, one is standard and the other is customized.
Standard paper figures are all fixed styles.
Classic beauties, handsome scholars, boys and girls, male and female dolls.
At the same time, Paper Man Chu can tie the paper figures into what the customers want according to their customized requirements.
Although it is a folk tradition to place paper figures at funerals, many people still believe in this, but they are no longer so concerned about some of the techniques.
Even if most people buy paper, they only buy standard paper.
But when Jiang Ting arranged his mother's funeral, it was specially customized.
"Old Chu is so tired. He doesn't usually socialize with others. It's rare for me to have a drink with him, so I remember this very clearly."
Lao Huotou pointed at Jiang Ting: "I felt familiar just now... I was the one who recommended you to stab this paper man!"
Jiang Ting's mother died on the operating table.
When you die, your body will be deficient. According to the elders, you will not be able to live peacefully in this way. You will have to tie your body with paper before you can leave peacefully.
At that time, Jiang Ting was persuaded by Old Huo Tou, so he went to Paper Man Chu to customize such a paper man.
"Yes, this is the paper man Chu made based on my mother's photo at that time..." Jiang Ting agreed, with a complex expression on his face, including shock, confusion, and a bit of excitement, "This paper man made me look like my mother."
Very similar."
This was also the reason why he was so stunned when he looked at the paper man just now.
"But I remember that after the funeral, I took the paper man to Mom's cemetery and burned it..." Jiang Ting continued, his voice began to tremble, and he stared at the paper man, his mouth slightly open.
open.
It was as if I couldn't help but shout "Mom".
Could it be that the paper man really appeared?
"There is really a ghost this time."
"Things passed down from the older generation are not unreasonable."
"Xiao Qi, you better not continue the live broadcast this time."
"I got goosebumps."
"Although I trust Xiaoqi's judgment, this matter is still too weird."
The audience in the live broadcast room started commenting one after another.
This familiar scene seems to often happen in Wang Qi's live broadcast room.
Many of them originally believed Wang Qi's mischievous judgment just now.
But it's really hard to explain the sudden appearance of the paper man and the phone on Jiang Ting's back.
Just like Schrödinger's ghost.
Watching Wang Qi's live broadcast, whether the audience believes it or not can all be decided in a matter of seconds...
In the camera, the lifelike paper figurine of an old lady with a kind smile suddenly became indescribably creepy.
It seemed as if he could turn his head and look at the camera at any time.
Everyone in the lounge also felt the same way.
Xiao Gao and Linlin, as professional exorcists, can sense that there is some supernatural aura on this paper man, and it can really move.
But the paper man didn't move at all.
Xiao Gao turned his head and saw Xiao Zhan standing next to him.
The zombie girl opened her eyes wide and stared at the paper man.
The body is hunched, holding a stool in his hand, ready to go.
"..."
This paper man probably doesn't want to move now, but he doesn't dare to move, right?
"This, this must be a prank, right?" Linlin's voice rang at this time. She tried her best to show a relaxed expression and appeared in the live broadcast. "I think the person who took Jiang Ting's mother's cell phone did it.
I caught this paper man, and while Jiang Ting was answering the phone just now, I secretly hung the paper man behind him..."
Of course Linlin knew it was really a ghost.
But isn’t it being broadcast live now?
What they have to do is to come up with a reasonable explanation for the supernatural events.
This is Qi Ge’s popular science method to exorcise spirits.
Seeing Wang Qi frowning and thinking, Linlin prepared to try to popularize the science herself.
After all, she followed Wang Qi and studied with concentration for a period of time.
"You see, this paper figure is very light in weight. In addition, Jiang Ting was in a very excited mood at the time and it suddenly hung behind him. It is not impossible that he did not notice it..." Linlin continued to express her speculation.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that everyone else was looking over.
Jiang Ting's eyes seemed to be saying: Although the paper man does not weigh much, it still weighs two or three kilograms.
If someone suddenly hangs this thing on me, will I not feel it?
The audience in the live broadcast room also refuted, and Linlin's guess was too bizarre.
Are all domestic horror movies more logical than this one?
"I, I..." Linlin suddenly became uneasy and looked at Wang Qi for help.
Wang Qi patted Linlin's shoulder comfortingly, and quietly shook his head at Linlin.
Linlin immediately understood the meaning of Wang Qi's eyes: Back off and let me make it up, you're not very smart yet.
"Things are obviously not as simple as Linlin said." Wang Qi then told the live broadcast room.
What he meant by shaking his head at Linlin was actually saying: Linlin, when we do live science popularization, the most important thing is to seek truth from facts.
You can't just rely on your imagination to make things up.
We must pay attention to evidence, logic and science!
"I have roughly understood what this ghost call is about." Wang Qi smiled and said to the screen of the live broadcast room.
He glanced at Jiang Ting next to him with a vague look.
"The truth of the matter is actually very simple..."
As soon as Wang Qi said this, the bright lights in the lounge flashed twice.
Bang, it went completely dark.
"Ahhhh——"
A horrified scream then rang out in the lounge, coming from Old Huo Tou.
Many of the viewers who were waiting in the live broadcast room couldn't help but scream in surprise.
In the multimedia classroom of HKUST, there were also screams.
The one who yelled the loudest was probably the Puxin boy next to Li Shiyu.
"Don't panic, take out the lighting first!"
Wang Qi's voice sounded, and he quickly turned on the flashlight function of his phone.
Linlin and Xiaogao, as professional exorcists, always carry lighting equipment with them and quickly took it out.
The messy light emitted by different devices refilled the lounge.
Old Huotou just screamed because he was frightened. Now he was leaning against the corner and squatting on the ground again, with an extremely frightened expression.
He still held his own rosary in his hand and was reciting something unknown.
Wang Qi secretly shook his head, how did Lao Huotou work as a corpse mover in the crematorium for so long...
Xiao Gao was not too surprised by Lao Huotou's reaction. After all, he was an ordinary person who believed deeply in ghosts and gods. His job as a corpse mover showed that he was really bold.
Now that I have really encountered a supernatural being, this kind of reaction is completely normal.
"Family members, don't worry, it's just an ordinary power outage." Wang Qi did not forget to comfort the audience in the live broadcast room, "This crematorium has been there for decades, and the lines are seriously aging, so a sudden trip is nothing..."
Tripping is a normal phenomenon.
It's just that it happened in the crematorium, which makes people feel scared.
This is a very typical environmental effect.
If you are in a crowded shopping mall and encounter a tripping situation, you probably won’t have any other ideas other than jumping up and down and scolding your mother.
Wang Qi comforted everyone and asked Lao Huotou: "Where is the electric switch here? We have to go and check."
Old Huotou squatted in the corner, mumbling incessantly, but did not answer Wang Qi.
So Wang Qi asked again.
Then he raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "In...in the cremation room!"
What is the scariest place in the crematorium?
It must be the cremation room!
The electric switch of the Baishi County Funeral Home and Crematorium is in the workshop where the incinerator is located!
"Oh, let's go over and have a look."
Wang Qi had no special reaction and was ready to leave as he spoke.
Anyway, I had planned to go on another inspection tour. His atheist Xiaoqi was doing science popularization, that’s how responsible he was.
But the live broadcast room has already exploded.
"Xiao Qi is seeking death again!"
"The anchor listens to me and should stop the live broadcast immediately!"
"This crematorium is really unclean!"
"It's useless. Don't you know that our Xiaoqi is the anchor who likes to commit suicide the most?"
"Xiao Qi, please, please withdraw immediately. There is really a ghost. Even horror movies would not dare to act like this!"
Watching the barrages flashing through the live broadcast room, Wang Qi smiled happily.
Everyone is very active, and the atmosphere in my live broadcast room is really good.
"Family members, please rest assured. Since I want to popularize science for everyone, I must be responsible to the end and will never give up halfway..."
Wang Qi said, walked to the door and opened it.
In the darkness, a strange figure suddenly appeared outside the door.
It's a paper man!
Dressed as a slave in ancient costume, he is holding up a paper knife in his hand.
This is a standard paper figurine made from paper figurine Chuzha.
The painted face seems to be showing a sneer, which is indescribably ferocious.
The paper knife in his hand is about to hit Wang Qi!
Wang Qi turned sideways to the door and did not see the terrifying paper man, nor did the selfie stick camera capture it.
Just when Jiang Ting couldn't help but exclaimed.
Xiaozhang quietly touched it and smashed the paper man to the ground with a stool.
His movements were light and he quickly added a few more kicks.
Not a single sound was made the whole time.
The paper man is apparently also unable to speak.
"...There are no ghosts in this world. As long as you understand this in your heart, you will no longer feel scared no matter where you go!"
Wang Qi was convincingly explaining the truth to the audience in the live broadcast room.