"Cuihua, you quietly call the three of them, secretly protecting them. I am worried that there are really resentful spirits in the hospital and will harm them." Li Xianyu whispered.

"They are not in the same place, I can see only one person at most." Cuihua was embarrassed.

"Grandma and I will pay a little attention, don't worry." Li Xianyu touched its head, it was so comfortable, smooth and warm. As expected, it would be addicted to petting cats. She couldn't stop urging and could not help changing her left hand to her right hand.

Cuihua slapped his hand with one claw, jumped down from her shoulders lightly, and disappeared into the darkness.

The elevator was no longer usable. A group of people walked up the stairs, the steps were covered with dust, the walls were mottled, and the footsteps of everyone echoed in the dark space.

When we arrived at the second floor, the corridor was dark and several worn benches were placed against the wall on the corridor, covered with dust.

Wang Sizhuo looked at the end of the corridor. The walls of the hospital were blue and white, with an old ward door, and the air was filled with the smell of rotten wood.

Even though I knew there were no ghosts, walking in a hospital corridor that had been abandoned for more than ten years in such a late night, it still gave people a sense of depression and horror. Wang Sizhuo walked in front and everyone followed behind.

In order to create a terrifying atmosphere, Wang Sizhuo was specially asked to hold the flashlight alone.

"Hey, where is your cat?" Xiaoyou turned around and looked at Li Xianyu and said blankly.

"It ran away." Li Xianyu looked strange, with a hint of horror.

"Escape?"

"Well, I heard that cats can see things that others cannot see. When they entered the hall just now, they suddenly ran away. I couldn't even stop them." Li Xianyu turned on the light of his phone and shone on his face: "If you don't believe me, look, it still scratched me."

There is a small wound that Cuihua has just scratched out of the left jaw.

"Maybe I was scared by my screams just now." Xiao You thought for a while and guessed.

After saying that, she turned around and continued to walk, suddenly let out a light cry, and turned her head with anger: "Why are you pinching my butt?"

"I didn't pinch your butt." Li Xianyu looked aggrieved.

"No?" Xiao You looked at him suspiciously.

"No." Li Xianyu swore.

She snorted and looked at the camera: "I was pinched by someone just now, and the little brother behind me said it wasn't him who pinched me. What should I do? I'm so scared."

"It's a ghost."

"He wants to take the opportunity to eat your tofu and beat him."

"Little brother, pinch my ass, come quickly."

Various barrages floated up, and there were more and more audiences in the live broadcast room.

Li Xianyu looked down at his palms, savoring the soft and elastic touch. The girl's butt egg is so great, it's round, and she often goes to the gym.

However, this beautiful anchor is Little Red Riding Hood, and her grandmother has been eaten by the wolf. What's the use of being beautiful?

"Maybe it was because I grabbed it too hard." He thought to himself.

He wanted to create a horror atmosphere so that the beautiful anchor could give up, but obviously the trick of grabbing her butt was too despicable, and she didn't believe it at all, and believed that Li Xianyu was eating her tofu.

The same is true.

Do you want to go crazy suddenly, pretend to be a ghost, then stab yourself a few times, and chase them?

If they do this, they are more likely to escape and call the police and ambulance, and there will be no task tonight.

Li Xianyu shrugged at Grandma Zu, forget it, take one step at a time, the little resentful spirit should not be a big problem.

Grandma Zu glanced at him, and she was really unrecognizable. She planned to see what she would encounter tonight. If the task was completed successfully, it would mean that the great-grandson's physical condition was accidental. On the contrary, she completely believed in the great-grandson's strange physique.

When he reached the end of the ward, Wang Sizhuo suddenly exclaimed: "What is that?"

The flashlight illuminates the wall, and there is a hideous ghost face painted on it, blood-red and lifelike.

"How could there be such a thing in the hospital?" asked another girl named Xu Qingqing.

"I remember a legend about the hospital." Wang Sizhuo said in a deep voice: "A patient in the hospital once drew a face on the wall with blood, then committed suicide, and then beat him. After that, every midnight, this face will appear, and those who see it will be misfortune."

In the dead room, everyone's breathing was heavier, and a terrifying atmosphere filled with it.

Li Xianyu smelled a faint smell of paint, and the painting had just been painted.

At this time, footsteps came from the corridor.

"What's the sound?" Xu Qingqing said tremblingly.

Xiao You specially gave her a close-up so that the audience in the live broadcast room could see her horrified expression.

"The sound of footsteps, how could there be footsteps..." Wang Sizhuo also changed color.

"Da da da da~"

It was like the sound of high heels hitting the ground, slowly approaching the room.

A group of drama artists.

Li Xianyu complained in his heart.

You don’t have to guess that the actors outside will cause trouble. I have to say that the effect is really good, and the barrage in the live broadcast room has exploded again now. The audience said it was very exciting and scared.

"There may be something outside," Xiaoyou looked at the camera and bit her lip: "I need strength. Everyone, I'll go out and take a look."

The rich man in the live broadcast room generously brushed off the takeoff plane and rockets and urged her to go out quickly.

"I'll go with you." Wang Sizhuo said immediately. As he spoke, the light of the flashlight shone towards the outer door.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor disappeared.

This should be a secret code. The actors outside will hide when they see the light.

Li Xianyu thought to himself.

Wang Sizhuo and Xiaoyou carefully arrived at the door, and the light of the flashlight shone violently. The corridor was empty, with no one, or something that was not human.

"Are you missing?" Wang Sizhuo whispered.

"It's a pity. I'd rushed out if I had known it. This hospital looks really haunted, but as the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts and ghosts are afraid of people seven. I believe everyone is as disappointed as me. In order to avoid returning empty-handed in this live broadcast, let's play a game." Xiaoyou said.

Wang Sizhuo seriously acted as the supporting actor: "What game?"

Xiaoyou narrowed her eyes and deliberately pinched her throat: "Bixian!!"

Li Xianyu's brow jumped hard. Damn, you guys are really brave enough to play. Are you not afraid of really summoning a resentful spirit?

Is it not good to live? I have to commit suicide.

"It's better not to be fine. The hospital is very large, so we can continue to explore." Li Xianyu advised: "The game of Bixian is too unfriendly. It is easy to invite immortals and it is difficult to send immortals. Let's take it easy. If it is not good for us."

It seems that I really can invite a resentful spirit...

Everyone also complained about him in their hearts. Xiao You's voice was crisp: "That's fun. We're doing live broadcasts tonight, isn't it just for the sake of ghosts? This will bring you an exciting experience."

"I tell you, when I was in college, a girl in school played with Bixian and died in the bathroom the next night." Li Xianyu frowned: "Let's stop playing, continue to go to the next floor."

Usually, the resentful spirit will not actively attack the stranger. Only people or things related to their obsession will summon the resentful spirit. But it is different to play with the pen fairy. In ancient times, the pen fairy was called spirit-making, which was a kind of spiritual recruitment ceremony.

The resentful spirits summoned through the spirit writing will transfer the obsession to the summoner.

Fortunately, this team met him, otherwise they would have come to the hospital alone, and they would have summoned the resentful spirits and killed each other in minutes.

Xu Qingqing looked at him unexpectedly. According to the script, she was originally the one who was afraid of rejection, but she didn't expect that the role's scene was snatched by Li Xianyu.

You are very good at doing things, little brother.

Li Xianyu's objection was rejected, and everyone still had to play it, but one person was missing. The Pen Xian game had at least four people, and the ratio of two men and two women was the best.

"Don't be afraid, the big man is so worried." Xiao You said in a half-exciting and half-spicy tone: "Come on, let's play together, if something goes wrong, my sister protects you."

Li Xianyu looked at Grandma Zu, who nodded slightly.

His heart moved, and it was right. If he summoned a resentful spirit, he could just take action to solve it, and the task would be over.

They were prepared for a long time, and Xiao You happily took out a piece of white paper, a white candle, and a pen from the lady's backpack.

"The white candle is a guide for the dead. The light it emits will guide the ghosts wandering in the dark to come over and increase the success rate of the Pen Immortal. If you want to play Pen Immortal, remember to prepare an extra white candle." Xiaoyou looked at the camera and popularized science.

Li Xianyu: "..."

The last girl who said this is already cold.

"Where is a pen, it is best to use 2B, not a ballpoint pen. I don't know the reason. You just need to remember it anyway." After Xiao You said that, he held the pen and said, "Everyone put your hands on it together."

Four people sat down around the white paper and held the pen at the same time.

Xiao You's pupils were reflected with candlelight, and she stared at the white paper: "Bixian, I am your past life, you are my present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

The atmosphere in the ward was a little depressed, and Xiao You deliberately pinched his throat and echoed in everyone's ears.

Li Xianyu felt that Xu Qingqing's hand was unconsciously clenched, which meant that he was a little nervous. No matter how afraid he was, he was still a girl. However, Wang Sizhuo was very brave and glanced around from time to time.

The ward was cleared, empty, and the gloomy light of the candle illuminated the small room. The shadows of everyone swayed on the wall with the candlelight, exuding a suffocating silence and weirdness.

"Bixian, I am your past life, you are my present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

"Bixian, I am your past life, you are my present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

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Chapter completed!