Ten minutes later, the small table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, including crispy rice, potato chips, spicy strips, cakes and various braised takeaways.
Yun Qiuce was eating and watching the live broadcast, with Yun Qi sitting in the middle and Liu Hua next to him.
Behind them were a bunch of foodies attracted by the smell of food.
After the last battle, the team in Yun Qi's painting showed slight changes.
Jin Su has made atonement for his crimes, and Yun Qi has let him go back to pursue true love, as has Tang Lan.
The two adjusted their teams and joined some captured hell ghosts.
At this moment, these guys popped their heads out of the painting one after another, emerging half of their bodies to fight for the snacks on the table.
The dragon stretched out its upper body, grabbed a pack of spicy sticks with its huge claws, used the sharp spikes at the front of its claws to accurately open the package, poured the whole bag of spicy sticks into its mouth and chewed it, making him shudder.
Haha non-stop.
Of course, Peacock would not miss the opportunity to mock him, "You are so afraid of spicy food, why do you have the nerve to be our boss? Why don't you give up your position to me, second child?"
Jiaolong; "Are you looking for trouble?"
Yun Qi shook her head, Bai Ci's little face was extremely serious at the moment, "Uncle, I always feel that what happened last time is not over yet."
Two humans were sitting on the sofa, with a dead soul squatting next to them. Behind them, there was a dragon head, a bone dragon head, a peacock head, two beautiful women's heads, and behind them there were densely packed animals floating in the air.
The expressionless hell ghosts, they look dull, but their eyes will move according to the screen on the tablet.
Like all supernatural live broadcasts, the picture is very dark, with only the light of a flashlight and scary and eerie background music.
It doesn't matter. It turns out that the headlines of various forums have posted advertisements, saying that they want to help the public open up the correct path to understand the world and let everyone understand the true appearance of the world they live in.
Yun Qi suddenly said: "Don't make trouble."
Yun Qi never intervened in these minor disputes and let them resolve them internally.
As the camera moves forward, the flashlight illuminates the dilapidated ground, old cars covered in dust, shreds of paper blowing in the wind from the street, and the whining sounds from the broken glass of the buildings on both sides.
The number of viewers soared at the beginning of the live broadcast, from hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands, to millions, and finally to tens of millions, and the numbers are still rising.
"Family, did you hear it? The sound is getting closer and louder. It seems like something is coming here. Let's move on."
The flashlight's light shone forward and illuminated a huge object, so big that it was impossible to see its complete form at a glance.
"Ah?" Yun Qiuce's heart trembled. It's impossible, right? The last time the evil spirits from hell invaded, Qin Luo transformed into Emperor Dongyue on the spot and punished the traitors.
The anchor kept chattering and then walked down a long street.
The anchor glanced around with a flashlight and said, "Look, everyone, there are no ghosts here, and our team members have all evacuated, so this is a real live broadcast. My purpose is to let everyone see clearly the reality of what we live in."
World, what kind of masks are those people who pass by you day and night wearing? Are they really human beings? They live under the same sky as us, what kind of moods and what kind of life patterns do they have..."
Yun Qi and Yun Qiuce had also come into contact with the supernatural live broadcast team before. At that time, the team was relatively well-known, but the popularity was far different from this time.
The anchor gasped for air, "Family, this live broadcast is different from the previous ones. As a popular anchor of supernatural live broadcasts, I can admit that the previous live broadcasts are all lies. The ghosts you see are disguised by our team members.
At the same time, it will also create a variety of scary atmospheres, such as background music to immerse everyone in it. It won’t happen this time, I will turn off the music.”
Yun Qi knitted her brows with a serious look on her face, "This was planned."
"What I am on is the largest and longest commercial street in the abandoned town. Before it was abandoned, it was bustling with people and traffic. It can be said to be the most vital long street in this town. But now, if you look at it, there is nothing there anymore.
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They snorted at each other and turned their heads to ignore each other.
After that, the music really disappeared.
The tremors on the ground became even more severe. You could feel the earth shaking through the camera. The broken glass of the buildings on both sides made an undulating whimpering sound, as if countless beasts were roaring.
Sure enough, Xiaoqi is still awesome.
The live broadcast finally started, and Jiaolong and the others stopped arguing and focused on watching the tablet screen.
The anchor continued to walk forward, and suddenly there was a tremor in front of him. The anchor hurriedly pointed the camera at the ground, and could clearly see the dust on the ground shaking, as if a group of huge things were walking towards here.
If you have a third-party perspective, you can see this weird side.
The mountain ghost sighed, "Two great grievances."
"Hey, it's quite interesting." Yun Qiuce said.
Peacock, "If you tell me, I can see it too."
"What is that thing in front of you?" the anchor said, raising his head, shining the flashlight on it, and finally saw the head of the thing.
Before he could ask, the live broadcast had officially started.
The dragon and the peacock rarely reached an agreement and were about to beat up the mountain ghost.
It was like a group of quarreling children in kindergarten meeting the teacher. Everyone immediately shut up and watched obediently.
In front of the tablet, Yun Qiuce, Jiaolong and the others said in unison, "Ghosts from hell?!"
"It's strange. Although the supernatural live broadcast is popular, it does not conform to the public trend after all. It can only be a niche hobby. Why are so many people watching this live broadcast?" Yun Qiuce was also surprised, so he searched online on his mobile phone.
The live broadcast continues.
The Snow Mountain Goddess elegantly chewed the ice cubes in her milk tea and watched the show silently.
Jiaolong, "According to what I can see, what he took is real and not made by you humans' special effects."
The anchor said and strode forward.
The atmosphere of terror is full!
Because the light was dim, that's all that could be seen, which was no different from an ordinary deserted long street.
"But, can this kind of advertisement be published? Not to mention the platform review, even the 49th Bureau will control it." Yun Qiuce said in confusion.
Mountain Ghost: "Wait a minute, when did you become the boss? I always thought I was the boss."
Yun Qiuce felt that if each of them was given a small bench, they could probably sit in a row.
Even the hell demons behind them looked at each other blankly.
"Oh, I remembered. I said that feeling just now was so familiar. This long street is exactly the street where the evil spirits from hell invaded a few days ago." Yun Qiuce shouted.
Jiaolong, "I also remembered, I was in this place that night," he stretched out his dragon claw and pointed to a corner on the screen, "I was here to intercept the evil spirits of hell."
"Yes, I also remember that street." Peacock added.
