The old ancestor became the favorite of the entertainment circle by showing bad manners!

Chapter 150 Slimy Touch
Jingmo was only accompanied by the photographer brother, but the surrounding was too quiet, the photographer brother's legs were a little weak, and he always felt chilly on the back of his neck.

Qin Zu looked at the screen for a while and stopped paying attention. Of course, there is no doubt about Jingmo's strength. Even if such a serious matter in Xiying Town can be solved, it is nothing to go to a haunted house.

As for the blood matter that Jing Mo mentioned before, he has been quietly investigating, but the resistance is too great to handle.

The live broadcast of Tianyu City.

Seeing that the photographer beside her was trembling, Jing Mo said, "Don't be too scared, I'm here."

Photographer: "Don't be afraid. Before it started, someone was possessed by a little ghost. Now we come in, and I don't have a talisman. I don't know when I was possessed."

Pausing for a while, he whispered: "Master Mo, you must cover me. If I am possessed, don't hesitate to do it directly."

Thinking of the boy before, he was so crushed that he couldn't stand up straight, it was too scary.

Money is getting harder to earn these days.

——[Pfft~ This is the first time I saw a photographer scared. 】

——[To be honest, the photographer brother is already very good. If it were me, I would never be able to walk. It's too scary. 】

—— [I have to say, the program team is really perverted. 】

This time the program group asked the guests to find their companions. The so-called companions are to find the same things in them.

Such as color, such as clothes, such as shoes, etc., two people in a group, after finding each other, will get a task card, follow the instructions on the task card to complete, even if you win.

This old house is a courtyard with two entrances, and the place where Jing Mo is staying now is the innermost room, it is cold, damp, and so quiet that even the photographer's breathing can be heard clearly.

--forecourt.

The moment Gu Keer's blindfold was taken off, she was so frightened by the scene in front of her that she almost fell down, because the place she was staying in was a side room, and there was a person hanging from the beam in front of her, and she was wearing a dark dress. long gown.

Gu Ke'er grabbed the photographer, suppressed her fear and said, "Brother Sheshe photographer, is this real or fake?"

Gu Ke'er stuttered, but no one laughed at her, because the audience in front of the screen was terrified and yelled, only regretting that they hadn't blocked it with barrage just now, and now the horrifying scene just now appeared in their minds.

——【The program team is really crazy! ! ! 】

——【Fuck you, I will definitely have a nightmare tonight. 】

——【As a man, I have to admit that Gu Keer is more courageous than me. I'm so scared that my heart is still beating wildly. 】

——【It has to be said that the program group knows how to control traffic. 】

——[How many times have the program group watched Into the Haunted House? Damn, I have completely learned the essence. 】

on site.

The photographer shook his legs and said tremblingly: "It must be fake!"

Gu Keer noticed his trembling, and asked in puzzlement, "Since it's fake, why are you trembling?"

Photographer: "The back of my neck is swishing, I'm flustered."

Gu Ke'er quickly looked behind him, but saw nothing. She suppressed her fear and said, "Then let's leave here quickly and go find Master Mo."

Without saying a word, the two hurriedly searched for the door.

In a remote room, Zhu Jinhua, who has poor legs and feet, saw herself standing on the edge of a large water tank, especially when she saw the reflection in the water. She didn't have Gu Keer's concentration and courage, so she was frightened by the sudden shadow. Call.

She knelt down with her head in her arms and screamed desperately, yelling 'Girl save me'.

Although the photographer was mentally prepared in advance, he was still startled by her sudden scream. He took a deep breath and said to Zhu Jinhua, who was squatting on the ground trembling, "Stop calling, don't invite any guests, let the guests here Something was brought in."

This sentence was really useful, Zhu Jinhua tightly covered her mouth, the photographer saw that she had finally regained her composure, and said, "What you saw just now was your own reflection, not someone else's."

The photographer really wanted to remind her to leave here to find other guests, but he was just a photographer, so he couldn't say much.

Zhu Jinyu stumbled and stood up and walked out, but she was frightened by the reflection just now, so she walked staggeringly. Before leaving the room, she reached out to support the wall, but the touch was sticky.

Surprised, Zhu Jinhua quickly raised her hand and asked the photographer behind her, "Why is this wall wet?"

"Damp? It shouldn't be."

The photographer pointed the lens at the wall and took a picture. It wasn't damp as Zhu Jinhua said, but there were mold spots on the wall. There were large patches of it, and it looked very permeable.

Zhu Jinhua felt that her hands were still sticky, she looked at them with the help of the light, it was quite clean, and there was nothing there.

She said strangely: "It's a strange, disgusting touch. I can't describe the feeling. And I'm sure it was sticky when I touched it just now."

——【Zhu Jinyu won't touch something unclean, right? It doesn't look like she's pretending. 】

——[+1. I also think that her appearance is not fake, but she really doesn't have any on her hands. 】

——[What do the program group think, the mold on the wall is too heavy, aren't you afraid that the guests will get sick? 】

Zhu Jinhua didn't dare to stay here any longer, and hurriedly left with the photographer.

When she stepped out of the threshold, she collided head-on with a gust of wind. She let out an "ah" and said to the photographer, "I feel so uncomfortable, my breathing is uncomfortable, and my chest is tight."

Photographer: "?"

He felt it carefully, and there was nothing wrong with it, and said, "Maybe you absorbed too much mold just now, and I feel fine now."

This time it may be because the guests are arranged to act alone, so the photographers following the shooting can talk.

Zhu Jinhua clutched her chest and lowered her head to gasp for breath. She held onto the wall again in discomfort. The sticky feeling reappeared. She panicked and said, "That damp feeling is back again. You move the camera closer."

The photographer didn't dare to neglect, he knew that this place was evil, so he didn't doubt her words, but moved the camera closer.

Then it was horrifying to find that red blood was slowly flowing from the wall that Zhu Jinyi was holding on to.

This scene frightened the audience in the live broadcast room. Zhu Jinyu also screamed and raised her hand quickly, but the amazing picture subverted everyone's cognition again.

After Zhu Jinyu took his hand away, the wall returned to normal. Except for mildew, there was no red liquid at all.

——【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

——【Fuck, who will explain to me what's going on here? 】

——[No exaggeration, my scalp is numb right now, and my hairs are all standing on end. 】

——[No wonder Zhu Jinhua said it feels sticky and disgusting.Can this not be disgusting? 】

—— [I just want to know, is that really blood?What blood?human blood?Or is it the special effects made by the program team or some kind of paint? 】

——[666. Your paint will automatically disappear and appear. 】

(End of this chapter)