After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

He Yu looked at the director who suddenly disappeared from beside him and appeared at the door: "..." Ghosts are not as fast as you.

"The little girl is quite cute." He stood up indifferently, and pulled back the director who stood up against the door, "Don't be like this, it's impolite."

director:"……"

If it weren't for the cake, which magic can't do at all, gradually disappear, he would definitely think that the little actor has gone crazy.

"Continue to the topic just now." He Yu looked at the little girl with a worried face, and the ghost next to her still looked cute, "There are dirty things in the attic. If you don't get rid of them, three days of recording may cost you a few lives."

Seeing that the director had calmed down a bit, he took a deep breath: "I asked the two of them to watch from the first and second floors, so as not to cause accidents to others."

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that yin and yang eyes will suffer misfortune, whether it hurts himself or others, no matter what, he does not want the latter to happen.

The director was taken aback by the fright: "Two?"

He Yu hummed, and said that after staying with Yan Zen for a long time, he really couldn't remember that other people couldn't see these things: "A little girl who was also mentioned in your script, and another..." He hesitated for a while. , "I raised it."

The director slowly sat down on the sofa beside him, He Yu poured him a glass of water, and the live broadcast started in 15 minutes, and the two had to get used to each other.

He Yu actually doesn't shy away from telling others that he can see ghosts, but one person can do it, but a group of people can't.If this kind of thing is really posted on the Internet, I don't know how many sunspots will say that he has no brains to hype.

But the live broadcast still has to continue, everyone is in a separate live broadcast room, there is no reason for He Yu not to show up.

The first and second floors are fine, but the biggest problem is the attic in He Yu's mission.

"Ghosts that are invisible to the naked eye can sometimes be photographed by camera equipment." He Yu said while eating a small cake, and put two pieces on the yellow talisman from time to time.

"So there are only two ways to terminate today's live broadcast or just bite the bullet. Even if you don't go to other places in the attic, there are such things." He Yu looked at the director who was about to go crazy. The girl first went around the first and second floors, and counted how many such things there were.

"It's impossible to terminate," the director had to regain his composure. All issues will be discussed after today's event is over. "It's been a long time since the online promotion has been posted, and another announcement now may cause big trouble."

He Yu glanced at the time on the phone, there are still 5 minutes, the cameras at the door of each room are ready, and the director has to go out a little earlier.

"Then let everyone read a section of the live broadcast without any edits before the live broadcast." He watched the two ghosts come back, and the little girl reported him a terrifying number. Clarify." His face was not very good.

The director said a few more words to him. Before leaving, He Yu told the director to be mentally prepared.

When the live broadcast started, Ge Miao was the first to appear in his live broadcast room, almost stuck for a second, and "broke out" as soon as the hour arrived.

"Hello, everyone." He greeted everyone with a smile. Since he couldn't see the barrage, he didn't have much to talk about. He only briefly introduced the rules.

Just two steps away, he muttered "Oh oh oh I almost forgot" and then turned his head: "The director team asked me to read a passage." He looked at the line on the phone with a strange expression, "'There is no post-production in this live broadcast. Editing components, everything is the real effect presented in front of the guests'."

After he finished speaking, he put down his phone and couldn't help complaining: "Can the live broadcast be edited? Is it so high-tech, our director doesn't even allow beauty."

Ge Miao waved towards the camera. In order to create an atmosphere, the lights in the whole room were not turned on, and only a glimmer of light from the mobile phone was left in the dark.

The bullet screens in the live broadcast room were posted very quickly.

【Hahahahaha I'm a little curious about the director's expression now】

[Woooooooo my little Miaomiao is so healthy without a filter]

[May the ghosts played by NPCs in the program group scare me]

[Upstairs is an absolute fan of Jimei hahahahahaha]

In the cheerful atmosphere of the live broadcast room, Ge Miao briskly took out her clue: the ring.Shown to the camera.

The whole room was filled with silence, and his voice subconsciously lowered. He touched his pocket and found two yellow talismans drawn by He Yu: "The yellow talisman given by brother Yu, let me stick it on the ghost's forehead."

[! ! !Yufen, I wrote a book in blood alone]

[Upstairs, hahahaha, I will definitely buy a stack of evil spirits to ward off evil spirits]

Ge Miao knew the location of the ring from the very beginning because of He Yu's help, but she found several wrong places for the effect of the show.The program group has blood stains in various places, which looks quite real.

When he was going to the right place, he took another look at the two talismans that he had placed so well: "Brother Yu bit his finger and drew it for us. It's really ruthless."

A large number of Yu fans who crawled over the live broadcast room because of Huang Fu's incident were completely blown up.

【What happened to my Yu finger】

【So he painted everyone!The Weibo lottery is not considered in the program group test! 】

[What kind of sand sculpture skills do I Yu have? Hahahahahahaha, is the dignified boss a fortune teller?]

[Miao Fan just asked a few questions upstairs, what kind of versatile brother did you fans hahahahahahahahahahahaha]

He Yu walked out of the room and greeted everyone. He had a clear purpose and went to the third floor first.

During the day, everyone didn't move around much, and it was morning again, and the things above were not disturbed.But it's different now. It's too dangerous for everyone to walk around when the lights aren't even turned on at night.

"There are ghosts upstairs," He Yu went straight up, leaving the poor cameraman behind, "Let's deal with it first."

He Yu's task was originally the most difficult, because the entrance to the attic was in another hidden place, but He Yu came, and he directly opened the door that was integrated with the wall, without even pretending.

The live broadcast room was friendly, and occasionally a few fans crawled over from the next door to ask him if his finger was okay. They didn't understand how He Yu found the door at all.

Not in the mood to chat at all, He Yu hurried up the stairs, making heavy footsteps.

Going further forward, there was a window in the middle of the stairs, through which some light came in. He Yu didn't move forward too much, just in time to collide with the npc pretending to be a ghost.

He Yu stared at the npc: "..." It's hot, it's fake.

The npc originally wanted to scare him, but later felt that doing so with someone who could look at him calmly might be humiliating himself.

He Yu hesitated for a moment, and took off the npc's rubber headgear: "Lend me to play."

The bullet screen laughed.

[What the hell is this hahahahaha Yubao, think about the effect of the show]

[npc: I don't want to lose face! 】

[No sense of experience hahahahahahaha]

He Yu saw the umbrella bucket, pretended not to notice anything, and continued walking forward.

A cloud of Yin Qi, heavier than the one with Yan Zeng.

He Yu had a premonition that he would meet a ruthless character this time, and he had the idea of ​​turning the variety show into an action movie.

【What is Yu Bao looking for? 】

【Wearing a ghost mask is really scary hahahahahahahahahaha】

The cameraman watched He Yu walking towards the empty front, but his steps became more cautious.

He Yu glanced at him, and immediately drove him off: "I'll do it myself, you go down...be careful."

The barrage in the live broadcast room was slow, and they were a little confused until He Yu put the camera on a wooden barrel and straightened it.

An unidentified object that occupies the area of ​​one wall can barely be seen to have a human face, the skin of the whole body is cracked, and black-red liquid can be seen on the ground.

Its eyes were red, it stared at He Yu, bared its teeth and claws, its long hair fluttered in the air, and white mist exuded from its body, making people feel cold at first sight.

Before He Yu could start moving, the skin on the ghost's face began to peel off, turning into a white skull and roaring.

Everything was recorded in the live broadcast room.

[Holy shit, this can't be a human disguise, right? ? ? 】

[You told me there is no later stage? ! 】

[If there is no later stage... what is this all about Yubao! 】

[Know a little bit of special effects production, it is estimated that the international blockbusters can’t match this, and it’s a live broadcast, it’s really impossible...]

He Yu was submerged in the freezing smoke, and he reappeared in the camera. It was his right hand holding a talisman, meditating on something.

Gradually, the white mist dissipated, and He Yu stood in front of the unknown ghost without showing any fear.

He frowned and threw the hood aside. The golden talisman in his hand just now turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.

He glanced at the camera and said sincerely: "It's not an edit, after running here and downstairs, this thing is beyond expectations."

Originally, He Yu thought that it should be done in two to three minutes, but now there is a deadlock of more than ten points.

The few people who were broadcasting live downstairs all heard the loud noise upstairs.

The ghost's claws rushed towards He Yu again, extremely fast, and the claws grew rapidly in the air, threatening to put He Yu to death.

He Yu asked in his heart how much resentment this must be.

He used his blood to hide and paint again, and the agility he had gained from working part-time and exercising his body was not something to be overshadowed.

He blew on the talisman, the whole person soared into the air, reached the same height as the ghost, picked up the talisman floating in the air again, and stuck it on the ghost's forehead: "Feng!"

A burst of golden light surrounded He Yu. He looked like a fairy who came down from the earth, wearing clothes made of white tulle, and his slightly long hair fluttering gently.

He closed his eyes, everything was silent because of him.

The barrage stopped, and everyone held their breath. There was no Via, no editing marks, only a long scratch on the original intact ground.

A cloud of black mist appeared where the ghost had previously existed, about the size of a football. He Yu's bright red blood was dotted on the empty talisman, and when he got close to the black mist, a pattern appeared on it.

He carefully put the talisman away.

Yan Zen finished filming early today, and when he got home, it was time for He Yu's live broadcast, so he watched the whole thing.

Yan Zen: "..."

If the live broadcast hadn't ended yet, he would immediately want to run to that haunted house.

It's not that I'm worried about He Yu, but I'm afraid that he will raise all the ghosts he sees.