"Teacher Zhao, you...are we going to end the live broadcast so soon?"
In the gallery, Wang Siyun frowned and asked the middle-aged man beside him.
The gallery behind him was beautifully decorated, with winding corridors, deep and quiet. It was one of the seven haunted places in Lujiang City.
His partner was named Zhao Junxuan, who was about 40 years old. He was gentle and elegant, and gave people a sense of maturity and stability.
During the live broadcast, Zhao Junxuan often portrayed himself as a calm and reliable image, so he was often respectfully called "Teacher Zhao".
In order to get close to Zhao Junxuan, Wang Siyun tried his best to please him, and finally waited for the opportunity to partner together.
However, they had only been live for a short time, and "the crying woman in the gallery" had just found some clues, but Zhao Junxuan suddenly stopped the live broadcast. How could he accept this?
Facing Wang Siyun's doubts, Zhao Junxuan was not angry and still maintained a kind temper: "This time, I wanted to use the reputation of "Seven Ghost Lands" to impact the top of the supernatural channel list."
Speaking of this, he checked carefully again to make sure that he had turned off the live broadcast and the fans and viewers could not hear the next words, so he continued to speak with confidence.
"Xiaoyun, you know that traffic is the lifeblood of our business!" Zhao Junxuan sighed, with a helpless tone: "I had planned to do some thrilling gimmicks tonight to attract more viewers." "But who knew that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway, and a new anchor appeared from nowhere, exploring the old house of the Luo family, and directly rose to the first place in the recommendation position, stealing everyone's limelight." "Now the audience has gone to his live broadcast room. Even if we come up with a gimmick tonight, we can't attract much traffic. It's better to temporarily stop broadcasting and wait for the newcomer's limelight to pass. We will come back here to explore, so that we can maximize the benefits." Seeing that Wang Siyun still looked unconvinced, Zhao Junxuan patted his shoulder with an expression of an experienced person: "Don't be too discouraged. Although our live broadcast time tonight is short, the effect is very good. It has attracted a large number of new fans in a short time." Hearing him say this, Wang Siyun couldn't help but flash a haze between his eyebrows. They attracted a lot of new fans tonight...but what does this have to do with him?
Most of the audience came for the name of "Teacher Zhao", and the traffic brought by these new fans was naturally absorbed by Zhao Junxuan. How many people knew his name, Wang Siyun?
According to the original plan, after they reached the top of the list, Zhao Junxuan would eat meat and he would drink soup, and everyone would be able to attract a lot of fans.
But now...the traffic is too small, Zhao Junxuan didn't even leave him a little soup.
Wang Siyun, who likes to be the first in everything, can't help but feel a little annoyed at this time.
If he had known that he couldn't even drink a mouthful of soup, he might as well go to the Luo family's old house to explore...No! If it weren't for that new anchor, he and Teacher Zhao would have reached the top of the list long ago, and they wouldn't have to go off the air early.
That newcomer who suddenly appeared blocked his way!
When Wang Siyun thought of this, he was so angry that his teeth itched.
He unconsciously took out his mobile phone and clicked into Yi Qi's live broadcast room. He watched for a while with indignation, then relaxed his brows a little, and a trace of gloating appeared in his eyes.
The newcomer who blocked the road seemed to have encountered trouble in the old house of the Luo family, and even needed the company to ask the relevant departments for help to go to the old house for search and rescue...
I hope that the newcomer will die in the old house and never get out!
He thought darkly in his heart.
...
The old house of the Luo family did encounter trouble.
It's just the trouble of the search and rescue team.
In recent years, due to the increasing frequency of supernatural events, many residents are in danger every day.
Especially those adventure anchors who love to die are high-risk people.
These supernatural things are pervasive, and they can't be prevented or banned!
The government had to recruit professionals and set up a search and rescue team to rescue such cases.
When Si Jiuliu realized that something was wrong, he immediately asked the search and rescue team for help.
The search and rescue personnel were dispatched very quickly. Within ten minutes, they arrived in front of the Luo family's old house under the cover of night and kicked open the door of the old house with a very handsome posture.
But the old house was empty, without a single person.
There was no anchor waiting for rescue, no Taoist priests pretending to be someone else, and even no signs of recent human activities.
It was as if no one had ever been here.
But when I opened Yi Qi's live broadcast room, the scenery inside was still the interior of the Luo family's old house, indicating that they had not left here yet.
But they were like the Luo family members who disappeared ten years ago, with no trace at all.
Si Jiuliu had to use private messages to try to contact the other party again.
Where are you guys?
Soon, the other party responded.
Luo family's old house, in the center of the living room.
Impossible, the search and rescue team searched the living room as soon as possible and did not find you.
Can the search and rescue team see the strange Taoist priest outside the door?
No, they didn't see anyone.
Now, the Taoist priest is standing outside the window, looking at us through the window.
Yi Qi stood in the living room, and when he responded to this, he couldn't help but look up and look out the window.
The lazy Taoist priest was sitting on a chair under the eaves at this time, staring into the house with golden eyes, with a happy expression on his face, as if he was waiting for the show to start.
Seeing Yi Qi noticed him, the lazy Taoist priest even condescended to get up from the chair, jumped and waved at him, as lively as a naughty boy who had eaten candy beans.
Yi Qi lowered his head indifferently and continued to reply to the message with the neural network in his mind.
The search and rescue team can't see us, but the communication equipment can still contact each other because they are in reality and we are in the subspace.
What?
Si Jiuliu was a little confused!
Obviously, this knowledge point is beyond the scope.
According to the world, you can also call it "the inner world", "the underworld", "the ghost cave" or other, but the principle is the same, all of which are different spaces constructed by some kind of power.
Don't waste manpower anymore, I will bring others back to reality.
After saying the last sentence, Yi Qi stopped replying and looked around him.
The seriously injured Li Yao still fell to the ground, and even though he was in a coma, he was still groaning in pain.
Wu Ming and Zhang Mei were holding their breath and curling up beside him carefully, looking around vigilantly.
"There is a mirror outside the gate. We can't escape. What should we do now?" Zhang Mei asked worriedly.
Yi Qi corrected her: "Not only is the outside world a mirror, we are in the mirror now."
From the moment they stepped into the Luo family's old house, they were already in the mirror world.
"And the connection point of the subspace is also in the mirror in the old house." He continued to analyze, "We need to find all the objects that can reflect light."
Hearing this, Wu Ming pondered for a moment, then jumped up: "In addition to the toilet, there must be a dressing mirror for girls in the room of the Luo sisters."
Zhang Mei also stood up and walked towards the kitchen: "The kitchen knives, soup spoons, stainless steel tableware... can all reflect light."
Before the two took two steps, they suddenly heard a muffled "bang bang" sound behind them.
When Zhang Mei heard this familiar sound, her face turned pale instantly, and she looked back in disbelief.
A vague and short figure, hidden in the dark corner of the living room, "bang bang" hit a ball in his hand.
It was the little girl whose head was chopped off, the second daughter of the Luo family!
Zhang Mei's hands and feet trembled, and she retreated again and again, and fell to the ground.
The little girl's figure did not move, still standing in the same place, hitting her head on the ground again and again.
"Hush! Be quiet, don't be afraid."
The other two were as if they were facing a great enemy, but Yi Qi walked forward slowly and squatted in front of the little girl.
He lowered his voice and asked the girl: "Before, a big sister wanted to escape. Did you deliberately block the door to scare her and prevent her from opening the door?"
Zhang Mei, who was scared, was stunned when she heard this: "Ah?"
Thinking about it carefully afterwards, she almost ran away before. If she hadn't been scared back by the little girl's head, she would have been swallowed by the mirror image outside the door!
When she thought of this, Zhang Mei's mood was a little complicated.
She was saved by a ghost?
Yi Qi continued to speak softly: "Your sister had been humming nursery rhymes before. Was she also hinting to remind us to be careful of the murderer?"
Trapped in this mirror world for ten years, Li Hong, the first mother to be killed, had almost lost her mind in hatred and torment, leaving only the desire for bloodthirstiness.
The Luo sisters, however, seemed to have retained some sanity and humanity, and had not really hurt anyone else.
The only one who was punished was Li Yao, because he hit a woman in front of the Luo sisters, which aroused the hatred of the two sisters.
The little girl still didn't speak, but just stood quietly in the dark corner, holding her head in her hands, almost blending into the darkness.
Seeing that the little girl didn't have any aggressive behavior, Yi Qi began to approach her little by little, like approaching a wounded beast cub, with all his patience and tenderness.
"Also, I hope you can bring a message to your mother, although I don't know if she can understand it now."
Not afraid of the little girl's terrifying appearance, he put his palm on her tender shoulder and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry for using fire to defend myself before."
"Although fire was not the cause of your mother's death, a scumbag did try to burn her to death. I understand why your mother is still afraid of burning after death... I won't attack her with fire again."
"I'm different from your father. I'm not that scumbag."
Perhaps a certain sentence touched the little girl's heartstrings. She was stunned in the corner for a long time, suddenly stepped back, and disappeared into the darkness again.
Wu Ming, whose nerves were tense, breathed a sigh of relief and also sat on the ground, asking: "Brother Yi, why are you talking to a ghost?"
Yi Qi's cold eyes finally showed a bit of compassion: "They are conscious and can communicate with people... They still belong to the category of human beings."
"I love human beings."
Just at this moment, the rotten floor suddenly made a "creaking" sound.
Everyone looked back and saw a very thin and tall figure swaying from the corridor.
When they got closer, they realized that it was not that the figure was too tall, but a thin girl was hung by a rope, with two pale feet swinging in the air, and the nightgown on her body hanging down, making the whole person look very long visually.
That was the eldest daughter of the Luo family, Luo Zhaodi.
The long black hair was scattered, revealing a stiff and rotten face.
Luo Zhaodi's head turned strangely as it fluttered, as if she was looking for something, and she was humming a new nursery rhyme.
"Dad hanged me, Dad buried me~"
"My bones hurt so much, dancing on the grave~"
"He hid, he hid."
"Dad, don't hide anymore, I've already... seen you!"
When she sang this, her head suddenly turned at an incredible angle, and her white eyes stared at a corner grimly.
In that corner, there was a mirror.