Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

Seeing everyone in the comments saying they were scared, Ji Chu became playful and even his tone became sinister.

"In addition to those, the customs of Fengmen Village are also quite strange. Although it is located in the Taihang Mountains and is a pure Central Plains area, the funeral style is completely different from the customs of other Central Plains areas. For example, the dead must wear masks, and the coffins of the dead are kept at home. The bodies are left there but not buried. Even if they are buried, they are buried near the house. As the saying goes, the dead do not leave the village, and the dead and the ghosts live together."

"In fact, considering the location of Fengmen Village, the yin energy in this village is not so strong that it has become a deserted place. Perhaps someone in the village ruined the feng shui pattern, which led to the village's yin energy being too strong and even the river in the village drying up."

"As for what that person did, it was so long ago that I can't figure it out."

[This village gives me a feeling of "Old Corpse in the Mountain Village", as if a ghost will appear in Wang Hu's camera in the next second.]

[“Old Corpse in the Mountain Village”? Isn’t this a coincidence? A few days ago, I was thinking about challenging the shadow of my childhood, but now it has become the shadow of my middle age! ]

Ji Chu smiled and said, "Are you afraid, Mr. Wang?"

Although he was scared by Ji Chu's words, Wang Hu still said with all his strength: "What am I afraid of!"

"Since Mr. Wang is not afraid, why not take us to the ancestral hall? Maybe he can help us solve those unsolved mysteries!"

"Let's go!" Wang Hu was provoked and shouted with his neck stiff.

Because Wang Hu's movement was quite large, the searchlight on his head swept across a dark house in front of him. A pale human face suddenly appeared in front of everyone and then quickly disappeared.

[Mom, help! ]

[Fuck, is there really a ghost? ]

[Wang Hu, it's already 10 o'clock, and there are still two hours until 12 o'clock. You should go home quickly and stop committing suicide! ]

The sudden scene scared the audience in the live broadcast room so much that they frantically posted comments to protect themselves. Even the audience on Wang Hu's side were nervous, but most of them were just there to watch the fun.

Take Ma Xingyu, the top brother in Wang Hu’s live broadcast room, for example. If the things he wanted to see were not getting more and more outrageous, Wang Hu would not have done things that were more and more outrageous just to make money.

【Ma Xingyu: Brother Hu, why don’t you go in and take a look? 】

Wang Hu shone the flashlight in his hand towards the house where the ghost face appeared, but no matter what angle he changed, the ghost face did not reappear. Instead, the light shone on several coffins placed outside the house.

In order to hold the top spot on the list, Wang Hu could only walk towards the house in front.

[Ma Xingyu sent super rocket x20 to anchor Wang Hu! ]

The special effects of Pilibala seemed to give Wang Hu enough confidence, and his steps became more determined.

Less than a minute later, Wang Hu entered the house where the ghost face appeared. The house was dilapidated, with a lot of moss and branches growing in the corners.

There was a table right in front of the hall, on which was placed an old-fashioned radio and a few dirty bowls.

Next to the radio, there was a photo of an old man. The old man had his eyes narrowed and no emotion could be seen on his face.

Wang Hu was obviously relieved: "It's just a portrait, look how scared you are!"

[So the ghost face appeared just now because the light happened to hit the portrait, right? It scared me to death! ]

[This place is really weird. The house is so run-down, but the portrait looks like new.]

As the top brother on the list who just gave out 4 gifts, Ma Xingyu certainly didn't want to waste his money.

[Brother Hu, this is it. It's too unchallenging. Why don't you just smash this portrait? ]

Ji Chu frowned: "This portrait is not a prop of the haunted house. It is indeed the deceased old man of this family, and his descendants are still alive. If you rashly smash it and let them know, the ghost may not bother you, but the living people will definitely not forgive you!"

[Ma Xingyu: You are just bluffing. Even if the portrait cannot be smashed, the radio next to it should have been broken a long time ago. I remember that Brother Hu always carried batteries with him. Why not install them and see if it works?]

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted rebuttals from others.

[What the hell, this radio looks like it's from the last century. If it could make sounds, I'd poop while standing upside down!]

Wang Hu would definitely not refuse the request of the top brother on the list. He picked up the radio, opened the cover at the back, found two suitable batteries from his bag and stuffed them in.

Suddenly, a red light flashed on the radio, shocking everyone.

[What the hell? This is even possible? ]

[Brother Hu, see if you can make some noise. I want to see the guy upstairs pooping upside down! ]

Wang Hu didn't know how to use this ancient product, so he pressed a button and heard a crackling sound from the radio.

Beneath the sizzling sound, there seemed to be an inaudible opera with a very strange tune.

[Does it really work? ]

[What is this song about? I think I heard words like marriage or something.]

Wang Hu’s fans are adding fuel to the fire again.

[Brother Hu, this radio should be the favorite thing of the old man in the portrait. You can take it away and see if he will cause trouble for you! ]

[Ma Xingyu: It’s no fun to take it away. If you’re going to do it, do it drastically. For example, smash it and see if the old man will be angry! ]

The audience in the live broadcast room at the beginning of the season were stunned. They did not expect that Wang Hu's fans were so mean and did not take human life seriously.

[It is an old man's relic after all. It is not easy to preserve it until now, and it is even more rare to be able to make a sound. Why do you have to destroy it? ]

[Are you really Wang Hu's fans? Are you so happy to see the anchor you like testing the edge of danger? ]

Wang Hu saw that Ji Chu's fans were blaming his own fans, but not only did he not come out to smooth things over, he even spoke with disdain.

"The style of my live broadcast room is not about living a peaceful life. What I want is to vigorously dispel superstition. You should stop worrying about it!"

[How can you be so ungrateful? I spoke up for you and you stabbed me in the back! ]

[Okay, you're so brave, if anything happens later, remember not to ask our anchor for help! ]

Wang Hu snorted coldly and was about to raise the recorder in his hand and smash it on the ground. When he glanced at the portrait above, he found that the old man who had squinted his eyes had opened his eyes wide and was looking at him angrily!

"what--"

Wang Hu screamed in fear and fell to the ground. The radio slipped from his hands and landed steadily on the table.

Because the live camera was turned around so he could film himself smashing the radio, no one saw the shocking scene in the portrait.

【What's wrong? 】

【What did Wang Hu see? 】

[Tsk, the name fits the person, why are you so scared? 】

It has to be said that those who are able to broadcast live to dispel feudal superstitions are much braver than ordinary people. If it were someone else, they would have been scared out of their wits and would have run out of the door.

Looking at Wang Hu again, he actually dared to look up at the portrait.

After seeing the old man in the portrait had squinted again, he rubbed his eyes and seriously doubted whether he had just had an illusion.

[Anchor, what did you see? Tell us quickly.]

[Heh, I'm afraid you saw a real ghost, Wang Hu, you should admit defeat right away! ]