Chapter 474 It's Very Cold Today Because There Are Four Ghosts
Sen said that he had never seen it before.
Everyone abroad is a vampire.
I heard that the ghosts in China all use floats. They are beautiful and ugly, and come in all kinds of shapes.
Yan Fei turned on the live broadcast, and the man's voice came out:
"Because there have been more and more strange things about it recently, the superiors actually sent people to investigate, but nothing was found. The superiors had no choice, so they built a wall around the imperial concubine's tomb. Just to prevent anyone from accidentally breaking in.
Go in... look, it’s just ahead!”
In the video, a group of people are walking in the night.
Although there were bright lights illuminating the road, the surrounding dense darkness could not be dispelled.
Two people on the left and right, also wearing black cloaks, are the most conspicuous among this group of people.
The camera moved slightly upward following the sound, and what we saw was a wall nearly four meters high.
The team walked over.
"I brought the ladder here in advance today. Otherwise, the wall is so high, we wouldn't be able to get in. The imperial concubine's tomb is inside. Come on, let's climb the ladder in... Huh? Wait, why are there so many shovels on top?"
The camera panned following these words.
Then, everyone saw that a rusty shovel was inserted into the wall. Moreover, the angle was weird and contrary to common sense.
The shovels are all dull.
Moreover, the hardness of things made of iron sheets is limited.
How was this inserted?
Zuko was even more stunned.
He remembered that when he came here before, there were no shovels.
"Look, there's a fruit knife on it!" Zhu Xiaoqing next to Feng Chen exclaimed.
Everyone looked at it immediately.
Fruit knife?
Indeed there is.
But why is the shape of this fruit knife so weird?
This is not a fruit knife, this is a dagger!
Look again at the dagger and shovel stuck in the wall.
After all, Feng Chen was an anchor specializing in outdoor adventures. He was well-informed and immediately said, "This is someone climbing the wall with a shovel and a dagger."
Chi Zao glanced at him and secretly said that his eyesight was pretty good.
"Is this what the tomb robbers left behind before?" Wang Yuan spoke up, not to be outdone.
Zuko looked over there and shook his head, "There was no such thing before, it must have appeared recently. Is there anyone who is not afraid of death and has entered this tomb recently?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was confused, wondering who would come here without any problems.
But if you can circumvent the wall in this way, there should be something...
"Let's go in and take a look first." Feng Chen brought up business.
Zuko nodded, immediately moved the ladder, put it on the wall, then took the lead and climbed up first.
Next came Feng Chen, Zhu Xiaoqing, Wang Yuan and his "Master Xie".
Chi Zao fell behind calmly.
Maybe it was because the atmosphere of climbing on the wall was a bit strange, or maybe it was because the surroundings were too quiet, the temperature dropped, and the atmosphere was tense, so no one noticed she was behind.
The staff at the back and the team director saw it, and they also wanted to go in. However, it was not convenient for them to remind them.
Until the photographers started to climb up.
Only someone in the live broadcast room reacted:
【Wait, someone seems to be missing?】
[Brother Chen’s Master Xie is still behind! Brother Chen, don’t forget Master...]
[Brother Chen, please look back immediately! You have lost a big boss!]
[Haha, the fake master ran away? Or was he exposed? Are you afraid to go in? If you are afraid, just say so and we will let you go home! 】
Feng Chen and others didn't realize who they were missing.
The photographer himself was also very nervous.
The camera is very heavy, and it is really difficult to carry it up the ladder.
He is halfway up.
Sudden.
I don't know what happened, but the photographer just felt a cool breeze blowing by.
When my ankles feel cold, it's like a biting wind blowing into my legs.
The legs he was climbing up suddenly became weak! He stepped on the air, and the body carrying the camera fell straight back!!
The moment the feeling of weightlessness hit, the photographer's face changed drastically and he even exclaimed.
There is only one thought left in my mind: He is finished!
However.
Right in the middle of the electric light and flint.
A hand behind him suddenly supported his back, holding his body back as he fell backward.
In the live broadcast room——
Everyone only heard the photographer scream, and then the camera spun around, as if it had swept across a black figure wearing a hat. The next second the camera stabilized. But in the stabilized shot, there was only one wearing a hat.
The mask shows a face with both eyes, and the camera is upside down——
It looks like it was taken from top to bottom and backwards.
That's——
The forgotten Master Xie!
At this moment, Master Xie was standing on the ladder, standing under the photographer, supporting the photographer who almost fell off the ladder.
The photographer leaned back and tightly grasped the camera in his hand to capture her upside down.
Her eyes were dark purple, unruffled, and as deep as the middle of the night.
Although the camera did not capture the photographer almost falling, it was just a spinning shot, but it was enough to explain what just happened.
The live broadcast room was instantly excited!
【Master Xie saved the photographer?!】
【Holy shit! She's so cool!】
[Wait, am I the only one who noticed that this is on a ladder? Am I the only one who noticed that this master saved a grown man with one hand? She is the real Master Xie, right...]
[I originally stood for Brother Yuan, but now I want to stand for Brother Chen...]
Chi Zao didn't know that this scene had been seen by netizens, so he pushed the photographer up with a little force on his hand.
"Be careful. The wind here is not ordinary."
The low, dull female voice with no discernable timbre just sounded faintly.
The photographer just stood firm with lingering fear. Hearing this, he was both grateful and shocked.
He was two or three meters high, and there was a camera on him. If he had really fallen just now, he might have had his head smashed... It was Chi Zao who saved him...
Moreover, he was from Wang Yuan's team. The person who rescued him was Master Xie from Feng Chen's team.
But, what does it mean to not be an ordinary wind?
Chi Zao's voice seemed a bit weird in line with her words.
"You... thank you, thank you..." The photographer didn't know what to say, so he awkwardly thanked him.
Chi Zao said nothing more.
The photographer was busy climbing up the ladder carrying the camera.
Chi Zao followed closely behind.
After climbing down the wall, the photographer immediately changed people.
When everyone learned that he almost fell, they didn't think much about it.
Because at this moment, everyone's attention is on the entrance to the tomb ahead.
"Cousin, is this the entrance to the imperial concubine's tomb?"
Zuko nodded.
Zhu Xiaoqing suddenly rubbed his arms and said, "Brother Chen, Master Xie, do you feel it's particularly cold here... Is it because the wind has turned tonight, or..."
She hasn't forgotten what Chi Zao once said.
The heavier the Yin Qi, the cooler the place.
Is this...
Chi Zao said nothing.
But on the other side, Wang Yuan said, "It's not that it's particularly cold here. The temperature tonight is not high to begin with. It has been very cold since just now."
Feng Chen: "???"
He remembered checking the weather before setting off.
The temperature was obviously as high as 20 degrees.
Is Wang Yuan deliberately playing devil's advocate, or does he really think it's cold today? Or is there something wrong with his sensing ability?
Feng Chen didn't know that it wasn't Wang Yuan who was deliberately playing devil's advocate, nor was there a problem with his sensing ability.
But from the moment he set off, there were four more imps around Chi Zao.
And Wang Yuan has always been behind or beside her. He can be said to be the person closest to her.
[Misfortune has something to say: Recently, some relatives said that entering the tomb is very long-winded, and they have always written down the preparation and process before the tomb... To be honest, some plots are really unavoidable. If I write it directly, Zaozi
As soon as he arrived, he entered the tomb, found the fragments alone, dispelled the evil spirits and caught the ghosts, and that was it. The plot was told as straightforwardly as a running account. It was really
Will it be good to watch? You can also watch the plot of Zaozi's first live broadcast. The disaster is also written in this way. The process must be followed, and the things that must be explained clearly must be explained. In fact, everyone feels that it is slow and wordy.
, because the number of words updated every day is limited. It’s really tiring to catch up like this. I understand that, but it also takes time to update the words.
and inspiration, especially the key plots, you can understand them at a glance, but I deleted, deleted, changed and made various adjustments, hoping that you can have a better viewing experience. In the final analysis, it is because the number of words per day is limited, and it feels uncomfortable to read.
No more. So if some of you really can’t wait, or feel it’s long-winded and slow, you might as well save some time to watch it. I
I believe that if you read this paragraph in one go, you will not think that the problem is deliberately cramming the word count. I also swear on my personality that I have tried to be as concise as possible, and there is absolutely no perfunctory or filling. I have always believed that a story needs to have climaxes to be good.
.There are highs, wonderful and surging, but also lows, like the calmness of the flowing water.】
