Li Miao entered the haunted house.

Like Liang Xiaoyu before, he appeared directly in the yard.

Standing in the middle of the yard, he looked around and his eyes fixed in the direction of the gate.

Immediately, he ignored the two windless cherry blossom trees in the middle of the yard and walked straight towards the gate.

The thick and simple wooden door is not locked.

Li Miao pointed the lens at the outside, fixed the selfie stick to his waist, pressed his hands against the door, and tried to push the door open.

In the live broadcast room, the audience looked at the shaking camera and asked one after another.

"I want to see what is outside the door," Li Miao explained seriously, "Will there be other fierce ghosts, or it's just like plants and zombies, it's a pity that it can't be opened."

He said regretfully: "Next time if you have a good martial arts friend, you can try opening it."

The audience was speechless.

[Brother, your heart is really big.]

【Sashiko felt provoked.】

【Haha, I look so thin that I’m so thin, I’ll make a living when I come up!】

Li Miao glanced at the barrage, shook his head gently, and walked into the nearest room.

This looks like a girl's bedroom, with a large mahogany bed facing you, with pink sheets on it and a pink quilt on the side.

He turned his head and looked at the small makeup mirror opposite the bed.

A figure flashed through the mirror.

Li Miao didn't care at all.

He looked around and opened the bed sheet and looked at it. Suddenly he noticed that there were a few strands of hair leaning over under his feet.

Li Miao was delighted and hurriedly raised his foot to step on his hair.

"I found a good thing, and it actually had hair!" he said excitedly.

There was a shortage in the live broadcast room.

Everyone watched one hand appear in the camera, pulling the hair out.

A handful of black hair, about one meter long, fell all over the ground.

"Just cut off the hair, nothing." Li Miao sighed.

After saying that, he suddenly felt a coldness behind him.

He immediately turned around and had nothing.

In the makeup mirror, I don’t know when there was an extra woman wearing makeup.

With his back to him, his form was charming.

There was no one at the makeup table.

"Let's talk about the principle of this. Does Sadako have the ability to control the mirror?" Li Miao held his chin and thoughtfully.

The person in the mirror seemed to feel provoked, and suddenly turned his head, staring at him with blood-red eyes.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was startled with a sudden scene on their backs.

In their impression, when Liang Xiaoyu experienced this scene before, the person in the mirror turned his head little by little.

Li Miao was not moved at all, but shook his head and said, "This makeup is not scary enough, and this action is too abrupt."

He said seriously: "Any horror atmosphere needs to be brewing a little bit."

"The most scary thing about ghosts is two points. One is that their existence itself exceeds human understanding. Humans themselves are afraid of unknown things."

"The second is because of its unpredictability..."

"People always feel that it is everywhere, not knowing where it will appear in the next second, what it will do..."

"So you should create a little sound effect first. When someone goes to see it, you don't have to show anything. When the other party breathes a sigh of relief, you can display something appropriately, such as a red embroidered shoe with blood..."

"What you want is to create contrast, and the core of the terrifying atmosphere is to surprise you!"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly heard a "bang".

Turning his head and looking in the sound, he saw nothing.

Turning his head, he suddenly found that there were a pair of red embroidered shoes in front of him.

Blood was seeping through the soles of the shoes.

Li Miao was amused and crying: "I tell you that you can't copy homework, you are a Japanese devil, what kind of embroidered shoes are you?"

He raised his legs and kicked his shoes away.

The live broadcast room was in full bloom.

【Sashiko: You are the ghost!】

【Haha, how can you scare ghosts?】

【Brother, I am not afraid at all when I see you break into the haunted house.】

[I think I can do it if I break into the haunted house like this.]

[The rain thief takes a good look, this is the correct way to break into the haunted house.]

[After this comparison, a certain anchor is really a coward.]

【Shadow all our women's faces.】

...

Liang Xiaoyu, who was holding her private phone to watch the live broadcast, almost got angry.

This guy looks thin and weak, why is he so bold?

No ghosts are afraid!

After walking around the bedroom, Li Miao walked straight out.

The yard was covered in blood.

He didn't care at all and just walked to the second room.

It looks like a warehouse with a heavy and yin energy.

Li Miao stepped forward and searched in the warehouse.

When I opened a box, a head came out from it.

He looked at the head and looked at him.

Blood was oozing from the head and eyes, and an exaggerated curve appeared on the corner of the mouth.

The man looked exactly the same as him.

"This praise," Li Miao calmly put the head aside, and shook his head, "It was a bit unexpected, but unfortunately his facial expression was too exaggerated. It should arouse people's fear bit by bit. When people are restless, they will apply a strong medicine."

He searched in the warehouse and finally saw a shovel.

Just as he grabbed him, Li Miao's cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

"Ghost call?" He whispered to himself and answered.

There was a screaming woman on the other end of the phone: "I don't want to die, save me, I don't want to die, don't kill me."

He glanced at the phone number, frowned and read it out: "Is there anyone who recognizes this number?"

"Don't talk if you don't know."

The live broadcast room was a little quieter.

Just as Li Miao was about to reveal this topic, he suddenly saw a barrage from a person with a nickname of a string of numbers.

[Can the anchor read the mobile phone number again? This seems to be the mobile phone number of a colleague of mine.]

Li Miao raised his eyebrows and repeated his mobile phone number.

The digital man said excitedly: [It was really her, she died unexpectedly! I heard that she jumped off the building after arguing with her husband.]

Li Miao couldn't help but frowned.

He felt something was a bit tricky.

The digital man continued: [The voice just now seemed to be hers!]

Li Miao pondered for a moment and said, "This... If there are people from relevant national departments here, you can try to check based on this clue. If necessary, I will cooperate unconditionally."

After finishing his speech, he saw the live broadcast room full of surprise and everyone was talking about it with a brainstorm. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, not knowing what to say.

After a moment of silence, he carried the shovel and stepped on the blood all over the ground and walked under the cherry blossom tree.

"It's very strong bloody smell. The blood should be real, and I don't know where it got it." Li Miao commented, "But I suggest not being so rude. If you just want to scare people into the room, you can show some ghosts and other things under the cherry blossom tree."

"When someone really wants to escape from the room, you can wait at the door and make some blood as the background."

...
Chapter completed!