Night sand

Bao Xiaoxing ignored her fear and ran quickly towards the small building.

The fat man regained his composure and followed Bao Xiaoxing's footsteps unwilling to lag behind. The messy footsteps of the two people were infinitely amplified in the quiet environment, and the echo of"stomp" spread in the empty courtyard.

They simply skipped the wake hall on the first floor and stopped at the stairs leading to the second floor. Bao Xiaoxing wiped the sweat on his forehead and glanced at the fat man next to him.

No matter how brave the fat man was, he was still a little scared at the moment. He didn't know what Bao Xiaoxing saw specifically, but he knew Bao Xiaoxing. If he hadn't discovered something abnormal, he would never have been so impulsive.

"Grandma, what's going on?"

Fat man seems to have forgotten that they are live broadcasting

"There is someone on the second floor!"

Bao Xiaoxing replied while still holding the cloud platform.

"Come up and take a look?"

The fat man's first reaction was to go upstairs. Bao Xiaoxing grabbed him, shook his head and said,"Let's check the situation first.

The fat man frowned and said,"Why?""

"What if the people above have weapons?"

"Damn, wait for me!"

The fat man turned around and ran away. Bao Xiaoxing stood alone at the top of the stairs. He was a little scared. He reached out and turned on the overhead light. A beam of light shined on the wall on the corner platform of the stairs. Who knew who had graffitied bright red on the wall? The words.

He remembered that there were no such words when he came yesterday, and the wall was almost covered with people writing in one day.

The fans on the other side of the camera were not calm.

The well-informed fans spoke under the public screen: That is According to the content of"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra", within the three seas, there is a great hell, with hundreds and thousands of them, each with its own differences. The so-called great one has eighteen. There are five hundred times, and there is immeasurable bitterness. There are thousands times. One hundred, there is no limit to suffering.

Bao Xiaoxing only briefly glanced at this fan's speech, and was overwhelmed by the various messages that kept pouring in.

He looked intently, and the first sentence on the wall was indeed: Within the Three Seas , is a big hell.

At the beginning, the words were written very neatly, but as they went on, they became more and more sloppy. It seemed that the person who wrote had undergone a huge change in his heart, which affected his handwriting.

Just as he was thinking to himself, the fat man came running over with a dragging step. , holding a wooden stick in his hand

"I'm exploring the way ahead, follow closely!"

The fat man rarely called himself the young master, and said to Bao Xiaoxing very solemnly.

At this moment, only the truly trustworthy person can safely hand over his back to him.

The fat man took the first step and cautiously went upstairs. Go up.

They soon reached the platform and reached out to touch the words on the wall. They frowned and said,"It seems to be written in blood!""

Bao Xiaoxing pointed the camera at the ground because he stepped on a soft ball under his feet.

The fat man exclaimed:"Bat! Why are there so many bats on the ground?"

Bao Xiaoxing's mind was also full of questions. He stared blankly at some little things that were not dead yet and were still struggling and squirming on the ground.

Before he could think about it, the fat man snapped his fingers at him and said in a deep voice:" Stop looking, go upstairs and have a look."

He didn't care whether Bao Xiaoxing answered or not. He used a wooden stick to protect himself and continued to walk up.

Bao Xiaoxing stopped worrying, fearing that the fat man would leave him, so he hurriedly caught up with him.

At the entrance of the corridor on the second floor, there was The coffin was still in place, but the incense sticks in the sand basin at the head of the coffin seemed to have been changed.

The fat man did not pay attention to these details, and walked directly around the coffin, looking into the room with the open door next to the corridor.

Bao Xiaoxing reminded:"Fat man, the door in the innermost room is closed!"

"Um!"

The fat man agreed without looking back. He waved a wooden stick in one hand and lowered his head to check what was going on in the live broadcast room on his mobile phone.

At this moment, the subtitles on the public screen were scrolling faster, and fans were talking about it, wondering what was behind the door. Weird.

Fatty was just about to interact with the fans for a few words, but"Insufficient Balance", who had been silent until now, rewarded a carnival without saying a word. The public screen instantly exploded, and people were speculating on who this culprit was.

Fatty When he saw the carnival, he was shocked. Something happened to him when he received the carnival for the first time. Could it be that he was going to make the same mistake again today? He turned around and glanced at Bao Xiaoxing, and asked with a guilty conscience:"Don't you thank the fans?"

Bao Xiaoxing ran through a thousand grass and mud horses in his heart. Isn't this kind of work the anchor's job? When will it be the photographer's turn to do it?

"Thank you to the fan 'Insufficient Balance' for sending me the carnival, thank you very much!"

Bao Xiaoxing had to bite the bullet and shouted into the phone.

The fat man slowly approached the room at the end of the corridor, poked it with a wooden stick, and knocked it again. There was no sound inside.

He turned around and said weirdly:"There shouldn't be anything inside. Man, did you see it wrong?"

Immediately, he looked at the public screen in the live broadcast room and said:"Fans and friends just saw the figure's deduction 1, let me see it on the public screen."

"Fatty, be careful!"

When Fatty was lowering his head to interact with the fans, Bao Xiaoxing's voice was like a thunder, which scared Fatty and almost dropped his phone. He subconsciously moved the stick held in his right hand in front of him, assuming a defensive posture..I don’t know when the door opened, and a man with unkempt hair and ragged clothes stood quietly at the door.

"oops!"

The fat man lost his composure. He took a few steps back before gasping and shouting:"What the hell? Bao

Xiaoxing walked quickly behind the fat man and said in a deep voice:"How come there are people living in such a desolate place?""

The fat man reacted and looked at the man at the door.

"Hey! Do you understand me? Why are you here? The man ignored him and murmured to himself:"Everyone in the world calls me a great man, which seems unworthy." My husband is big, so he seems unworthy. If it is small, it has been fine for a long time.……"

"Damn it, he is still a cultural person, have we met an expert?"

The fat man didn't care about the noisy live broadcast room. He took two steps forward and asked respectfully:"Brother...brother, why do you live here alone? The man seemed to be satisfied with the fat man's tone. He turned his head and smiled at him, showing his big mouth with missing front teeth, and said with a chuckle:"Don't say it!""

Then, he stepped aside to make a way, as if inviting the fat man to come in.

The fat man hesitated for a while, fearing that he would enter the man's path, he smiled and shook his head and said:"We won't go in, we want to broadcast live!"

The man didn't say much. He closed the door and never came out again.

"Let's go, let's go, we still have to live broadcast, and all the people who came to the live broadcast room have left!"

Bao Xiaoxing stared at the phone screen and urged. After such a fuss, the black fans left the live broadcast room one after another. The fat man nodded and followed Bao Xiaoxing downstairs.

There is one last place for today's live broadcast.

Maybe there is The most dangerous place, if they guessed correctly,"we eleven" would definitely choose this place to kill.

The fat man walked in front silently, completely different from the person who was chattering at the beginning. He was really He was worried that a dead person would suddenly appear in front of him. Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, the scene of the dead person was still very scary, especially in this abandoned abandoned funeral parlor.

Bao Xiaoxing was even more frightened. The bloody corpse of the woman who was split in two is still very scary. It's still vivid in my mind, it's exactly the same as the picture"Eleven of Us" sent to them.

And will the next person who dies be the same as the second picture he sent?