Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 198 The young master in the Beijing circle wants to post with me in a love variety show 27
"I dare not talk to you, I only dare to secretly pay attention to you, Lingyan, I really like you, very much."

Ling Yan smiled: "Then you can talk to me more first."

She came down from the reef and stepped on the gravel with her bare feet: "I like your voice."

After finishing speaking, Lingyan showed a charming smile again, turned around and left slowly.

Lu Yu froze on the spot, forgot to react, and didn't move.

The cold sea water hit his legs, unable to calm his hot beating heart.

Ayano counted down.

three,

two,

one,

[Successful attack on Lu Yu]

Ling Yan's smile became wider, her long black hair was blown, brushed against her fair and delicate face, and her black eyes, which were bright and moving just now, were now filled with a gloomy, deathly silence.

The next day.

The program team sent the most courageous photographer, Mr. Jiao, to follow Ling Yan and Shen Zhixing.

The most famous haunted house in Haicheng is called "Ghost Hospital".

"In my life, I've always wanted to visit a haunted house. Hahahahaha, I never thought it would come true today." Master Jiao said with a smile, full of longing.

No one answered him, Lingyan looked around, and perfunctorily echoed: "Yes."

Master Jiao didn't speak anymore, the game has already started.

Lingyan grabbed Shen Zhixing's wrist and looked at the old and dilapidated wooden door with the red painted plaque on it. The words "ghost hospital" were written crookedly, giving people the illusion of deliberately creating a sense of horror.

After entering, the door was slammed shut, Master Jiao screamed, his ears hurt from the noise, Ling Yan turned back expressionlessly: "Shut up."

Master Jiao covered his mouth, widened his eyes, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

What greeted my eyes was the usual corridor, with green and gloomy light looming, and on the side of the corridor wall, there were unknown things protruding, with a pungent bloody smell lingering from the tip of the nose, and a gloomy singing voice in the ears.

Shen Zhixing hugged Ling Yan's arm tightly, his eyes hidden in the darkness were calm, and he opened his mouth weakly.

"It's so dark."

Ling Yan had a very good temper and coaxed him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"En." Shen Zhixing moved closer to her: "Yanyan must protect me well."

"Okay." Ling Yan answered him patiently.

Lingyan led Shen Zhixing forward slowly, and the eerie singing voice in her ears became louder and louder. Suddenly, there was a long thud, and the singing stopped abruptly, and a mournful cry for help sounded out.

"help me"

"help me"

"Who can help me"

"Fuck, what's that sound?" Master Jiao's hand holding the camera was shaking.

The comments in the live broadcast room were lively.

[Fuck, don’t shake the camera bro, it wasn’t scary at first, but you made it scary abruptly. 】

【Yayan is so calm, is there a script? 】

[Not to mention anything else, handsome men and beautiful women are just seductive. 】

[Young master from Beijing circle is so weak, but I really love his whore-like appearance. 】

[Why do I feel that the identities of the two have been reversed? 】

[Why don't you two get married in a haunted house? 】

【Xie Lingyan, your adoptive mother is lying in the hospital, and you actually participated in a romance show?If you don't fall in love and find a man, will you die? 】

[I really don't know what's the use of adopting a child?Disrespectful and not filial, if it were me, I’m afraid I’ll regret it to death]

【Upstairs, then go to hell. 】

【.】

Suddenly!

A woman in white with disheveled hair and no facial features appeared before Ling Yan's eyes.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'

There was deep disgust in Shen Zhixing's eyes, he turned his head and glanced lightly, then retracted his gaze as if nothing had happened, and stuck to Ling Yan's body tightly.

"Boom!" Ling Yan punched the faceless girl in the face.

Accompanied by a heart-piercing scream, the faceless girl was kicked heavily to the ground by Ling Yan, her butt pouted in a pitiful and funny way.

Ling Yan grabbed Shen Zhixing's wrist, turned her head and gave Master Jiao who was still at Amitabha Buddha a look: "Let's go."

"Ohhhhhhh——" Master Jiao closed his mouth, his bearded face showed a masculine aggrieved look.

At the end of the corridor, there are a total of seven forked roads, Lingyan asked: "Zhixing, which road do you like?"

Shen Zhixing casually pointed to one: "This."

Lingyan hummed in a low voice, and pulled Shen Zhixing to the path he indicated.

During the period, there were many ugly and disgusting ghosts pretending to be ghosts. Lingyan stared at them expressionlessly, and Master Jiao behind him was screaming with his loud voice, and the sound broke.

After being stared at for about five or six minutes, the "ghost" seemed to realize that Lingyan could not be frightened, so he exited in embarrassment.

Facing the pitch-black camera, Ling Yan arrogantly spit out two words: "That's it?"

Shen Zhixing stood behind her, a gentle smile appeared on his stunning and secular face.

The next location is the most rumored morgue in the "ghost hospital".

As soon as Lingyan, Shen Zhixing, and the fussy Master Jiao entered the morgue, the door was suddenly locked, and Master Jiao pulled the door in fear. His strong professional ethics prevented him from losing the camera.

"Why can't this door be opened, what should I do, Lingyan?!"

"Can you be quiet?" Ling Yan helplessly supported her forehead.

Master Jiao was about to cry: "I'm so scared."

"...Oh." Aya Yan remained expressionless.

Master Jiao:
A strange green light suddenly appeared, and red blood was splashed on the refrigerator on one wall. On the long tables around, there were more than 40 corpses covered with white cloths. There was a stench of rotting corpses in the air.

A green spotlight shone in the corner, and the eyes of Ling Yan and the others were attracted to it.

In the corner, there is a girl doll wearing a pink skirt, the corner of her mouth is grinning, and her black grape-like eyes are inexplicably weird, as if she is staring straight at you.

suddenly!

The doll's mouth moved and let out a sinister laugh.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack."

"Crack, clack, clack, chick, chick, it's broken."

"The heart took the small intestine of the right hand, took the left hand, put down the head and put down the liver, and Mary picked up the blue eyes and watched."

"..."

The horrible nursery rhyme singing, combined with the gloomy and frightening melody, filled the morgue, leaving an echo.

The doll's dark eyes seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, and the smile on the corners of her lips was getting wider and creepier.

The music played was supplemented by the howling of cold wind and the scream of a woman crying. Master Jiao had never seen such a scene before, and his legs trembled in fright.

Shen Zhixing frowned, observed Lingyan's complexion, seeing that she was not uncomfortable at all, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Ling Yan bent her lips and smiled, facing the camera, she whispered softly, "I'll teach you what to do in such a situation."

The audience in the live broadcast room were clamoring frantically: What should I do?
Lingyan lazily raised her eyelids to look at Master Jiao, her voice was exceptionally calm.

"Don't shake."

(End of this chapter)