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Bai Lian turned and looked at him, "Are you okay?"

Ji Huaizhen looked at him blankly and shook his head. After a moment, his eyes slightly opened, and his black pupils were full of surprise.

"Bai Lian, it turns out you can exorcise ghosts!"

"When did you learn this? Can you see ghosts? I saw Taoist priests use talismans in TV dramas. Can you use them too?"

Bai Lian:......

He asked a series of questions at once and I didn't know which one to answer first.

In the end, Bai Lian chose the simplest answer.

"Ah."

Director Feng and everyone else who watched the last scene of the live broadcast showed the same shocked expression.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you!

For a moment, it was eerily quiet.

Director Feng said seriously, "No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened today, or you will be fired."

The assistant director asked carefully, "Director Feng, should we continue?"

Director Feng's gaze fell again on the endless stream of comments in the closed live broadcast room.

"Other people's live broadcast rooms continue, and contact Bai Lian, Ji Huaizhen and the photographer through the hidden phone."

Bai Lian squatted down and looked at the unconscious photographer and lifted his eyelids.

Well, I was scared to death.

Ji Huaizhen asked: "Is he okay?"

Bai Lian didn't raise his head, and pinched his philtrum directly, "It's okay, he just fainted from shock."

The photographer felt pain and opened his eyes.

When he saw that it was Bai Lian and Ji Huaizhen, he relaxed a little. The photographer looked around in horror, "Teacher Bai, Teacher Ji, that ghost..."

Bai Lian tilted his head and said in confusion, "Brother, are you talking about the staff member who dressed up as a ghost? He told us to say sorry to you and scared you to death."

The photographer was a little confused. The ghost was so real, could it be a human in disguise?

Without giving him much time to think, a phone call came in.

The photographer answered the phone. I don't know what was said on the phone, but he nodded repeatedly and said "yes."

Not long into the call, the photographer picked up the camera, took a look, and turned on the live broadcast room’s camera.

"Teacher Bai, Teacher Ji, please continue recording!"

Several screams were heard not far from the door. Bai Lian and Ji Huaizhen looked at each other and walked towards the source of the sound.

It turned out that several other guests had also come here.

As soon as Xiao Mianmian entered the haunted house and saw the weird murals and dim environment, she began to tremble.

Just now, Xiao Mianmian suddenly felt a chill on her back, especially the back of her neck, as if someone was blowing the wind behind her. She couldn't help but scream, and the other three were also scared by her.

The haunted house is relatively empty.

Even the slightest sound can be amplified infinitely, not to mention a person's scream.

As an old hand at variety shows, Wu Ge couldn't help but feel scared when he encountered such a situation.

What’s more, Xiao Mianmian is a delicate person.

And Wu Ge also wondered if the haunted house had air conditioning turned on? It was too cold!

Travel blogger Chen Jia was braver than Xiao Mianmian. She did not argue with Xiao Mianmian. She just raised her hands and rubbed her arms. She got goose bumps from the cold.

Mo Wuming, who was always taciturn, pursed his lips slightly, his face looked unsatisfactory, with fear still in his eyes. He lowered his head and did not dare to look around.

With tears in her eyes, Xiao Mianmian looked around while shivering herself.

"I'm sorry, I, I really couldn't help it. It felt like someone was blowing air on the back of my neck just now."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jia looked behind her and saw no one there. She thought it was just Xiao Mianmian's psychological problem and spoke frankly.

"Don't scare yourself. There's no one behind you. It's probably your psychology that's playing tricks on you."

Is it really?

Xiao Mianmian looked back and saw that there was indeed nothing. Maybe she was really overthinking it!

Angkor waved his hand.

"Don't think too much. This haunted house might be air-conditioned, so it's so cold. Let's find the music box and leave."

"Mianmian, if you are really scared, just follow us closely. Safety is the most important thing."

The four of them continued walking forward, carrying the clues they had found along the way. After walking for nearly ten minutes, Angkor raised his head and looked. Why did he feel that this place looked a little familiar?

This idea planted a seed in his mind.

They walked for nearly ten minutes, and the doubt in Wu Ge's eyes became more serious, and he stopped.

"Angkor, is there something wrong?"

Chen Jia watched Wu Long stop and look around, and the feeling of something wrong in his heart came up again.

Wu Ge said: "Do you feel that this place is familiar?"

Several people looked up. Xiao Mianmian's eyes widened for a moment and she hugged her trembling body, "This, this is where we just set out!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people present changed. Not only the guests, but even the photographer who was following behind broke out in cold sweats for no apparent reason.

This... They have been filming variety shows for so long and have never encountered such a thing.

They are in this business, so they naturally know that some things in this industry are credible, so...

Chen Jia: "We have hit a wall."

The temperature in the air seemed to drop a bit, but the live broadcast continued. The audience felt a little scared when watching it, but they just thought it was the effect of the show.

The real experts knew at a glance that they had encountered a dead end, but they just watched the show.

Director Feng stared at the live broadcast screen with frowned brows.

"Director Feng, should we send someone to take a look?"

Someone nearby stepped forward and suggested that after all, the current situation might not be what they could have expected.

Director Feng was silent for a moment and then agreed.

The assistant director hurried over with a few people dressed like Taoist priests. They couldn't afford the consequences if anything happened to them.

"What are you doing standing here?"

A gentle voice was heard, and Bai Lian and Ji Huaizhen walked out of the passage with puzzled looks on their faces.

Chen Jia opened her mouth wide, tilted her head to look behind them, her eyes lit up with hope, and asked, "When did you come in?"

Bai Lian touched his chin and thought for a while.

"About eleven o'clock!"

The light in the eyes of Chen Jia and others seemed like a fleeting meteor, and disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Mianmian murmured, "It's over, it's over, we can't get out!"

Several people looked at the photographer, and the live camera had been turned off.

Just a few minutes ago, Director Feng received a special phone call. After hanging up the phone, all the live cameras were turned off except for Director Feng's side which could see the situation in the haunted house.

The photographer swallowed nervously, and under everyone's expectant gaze, he pressed the dial button with trembling fingers.

After a few seconds, a strange and emotionless electronic voice was heard.

"Sorry, your number is out of service..."

Other photographers' phones are still like this!

For a moment, everyone's eyes were dimmed, except for Bai Lian and Ji Huaizhen.

After the incident with the male ghost just now, Ji Huaizhen now trusts Bai Lian very much. Seeing that Bai Lian has no fear on his face, he is naturally fearless too.

"What are you all standing there for? Aren't you going to go out?"