Weird recovery: This popular science anchor is inhuman

Chapter 20 Ahhhhh! !Fuck me! ! ! [Seeking recommendation, asking for investment, asking for follow-up reading]

That's right.

Yang Ming had analyzed Yu Hui's live broadcast style. If he was live broadcasting, he would definitely come over and fish out the corpse in the water for the audience to see.

Then I will act first!brother!

He waved to the two behind him.

"You two come here to help, I'm going to fish this corpse out of the water to see if it's a plastic model or an inflatable doll!"

"Brother Yang, please stop..."

"Yeah, Brother Yang, this thing is creepy..."

"What are you afraid of, get it!"

Yang Ming put the selfie stick into the water. At this time, because the root was broken by him, there was blood flowing out of it, and the water on the bank was stained red, and the bottom could not be seen.

His selfie stick then hooked onto the underwater body.

"It's still a little heavy, not like a plastic model."

"I also felt it. Maybe it was to sink to the bottom, and something like a brick was tied underneath."

The corpse at the bottom of the water was pulled back by him little by little, and was soon dragged to the bloody red area.

It was already impossible to see clearly under the water, and the moment it came into contact with the blood, the underwater corpse suddenly opened its eyes.

Scarlet eyes looked through the water, observing the three people above.

"What's the matter if you can't pull it!"

"Is it that heavy?"

"Is it because the aquatic plants are stuck under the water surface?"

Yang Ming frowned, the surface of the water was stained red with scarlet blood, not as clear as before.

He lay down on his stomach, with his face pressed against the surface of the water, and opened his eyes to see something on the surface of the water.

A pair of weird eyes were face to face with him, a distance away from the water.

within five centimeters of each other.

"Strange, I can't see clearly."

The camera brother persuaded: "If you can't get it, forget it."

"Well, there are many more in the future, not bad for this one."

Yang Ming nodded, since this can't be done, let's let it go temporarily and let this kid keep something.

Let him go first.

He grabbed the selfie stick, picked it up, and pulled it twice, but the selfie stick didn't move at all, and he couldn't pull it back at all.

"The selfie stick got caught on something too, so I can't take it back."

He stretched out his hand and pulled hard, but felt as if there was a reaction force pulling him down.

"Come and help me, pull the selfie stick up, no matter what it hooks, just tear it off."

"Brother Yang, can you hold on to this pole?" the assistant asked suspiciously.

Yang Mingming said: "I bought it for a few hundred yuan, and it won't break if you are hung on a pole."

The cameraman handed the camera to Yang Ming. As a manual laborer, his strength is stronger than the other two.

Yang Ming, who was holding the camera, backed away. The other two grabbed the selfie stick, looked at each other, and pushed hard.

wow~
A huge black shadow under the water was lifted out by the two of them directly, and the water splashed all over the ground.

The black shadow thrown high just happened to press on the two of them.

It's an underwater corpse.

The corpse was soaked pale, and the facial features were well preserved. When it was pressing on the two of them, its eyes suddenly opened.

The camera brother suddenly had a cardiac arrest.

The assistant looked terrified.

The three of them were face to face, less than five centimeters apart, almost touching each other.

Corpse: "..."

Camera guy: "..."

Assistant brother: "..."

The corpse showed a kind smile: "Hey."

Camera: "..."

assistant:"……"

The six eyes are opposite.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

The two screamed in unison, and the tense defense line in their hearts completely collapsed the moment the corpse laughed.

The terrified two people pushed the corpse out suddenly, one left and one right, and fled away in the distance.

Only Yang Ming was left holding the camera in place, at a loss.

The corpse on the ground stood up stiffly, looked at the two fleeing, and scratched its head in doubt.

Then he walked to the side of Yinnu's head and sat down, picked up the Yinnu's head that Yang Ming had taken off, held it in his arms, and gnawed it like an elbow.

Even if Yang Ming mustered up his courage, he could tell that something was wrong with the picture in front of him.

This whitish corpse soaked in the bottom of the water is a real corpse...

Not dead yet.

And what it is eating is the model head that I just picked off, but why is there blood on this model head...

It seems that there is another person in front of him.

The corpse giggled, very innocent, and scratched its head in embarrassment, as if it was shy about eating alone.

It raised its hand and struck the hand knife, split Yin Nu's skull, split it into two, grabbed a handful of brains and handed it to Yang Ming generously.

Those who see have a share.

Quite generous.

"AH!! Fuck me!!!"

Yang Ming's hand holding the camera trembled slightly, screamed in horror, and ran away. Who knows if this guy will split his brain next.

Regarding Yang Ming's escape, the corpse was a little puzzled. It scratched its head to express its incomprehension, stuffed its brains into its mouth, and enjoyed it by itself.

Yang Ming, who quickly escaped from the side courtyard, carried the camera on his shoulders, and ducked into the door whenever he encountered it, for fear that the things behind him would catch up.

At this time, the photographer and his assistant no longer knew where they had fled.

Yang Ming stopped to observe the surrounding environment, this place is no longer a remote courtyard, he trotted all the way with the camera in his arms, he didn't even notice how far he ran.

When he looked around again, he found himself in the backyard.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, come here quickly."

Beside an ancient well not far away, there was an old tree standing beside it, with a thick body, leaning against the edge of the ancient well. The assistant brother poked his head out from behind the tree and called out to Yang Ming.

Yu Hui frowned, and tapped the pause button abruptly.

He leaned forward to look at the assistant who was pointing at the screen.

"It's fake!"

In the picture, the assistant only sticks out his upper body, waving to this side, but behind him, there is a deep cloud of evil condensation, like a shadow attached to his back.

Yang Ming couldn't see it, and walked over there with the camera in his arms.

It's safer for two people to be together than alone. Yang Ming was also extremely nervous at the moment, panting heavily, and after seeing his own people, he quickly walked under the ancient tree.

"Brother Yang... Come here... Come here... Come here..."

As the voice of "assistant brother" in the distance became more and more erratic and hasty, Yang Ming's body was suddenly startled, his consciousness was a little drowsy, his body involuntarily let go of his guard, his eyes were dull and he moved towards him step by step. The old tree went.

"Hey...yes, come here, come~"

Behind 'Brother Assistant', the dark shadows began to condense, like the tail behind Nine Tails, poking out in the darkness, his exposed body also began to dry up, shrink, and turned into a human-shaped tree.

Yu Hui's eyelids twitched, "An ancient tree becomes a spirit, a dryad, a rare thing!"

Plants are different from animals, they don't even have a mind, if they want to become refined, it is much more difficult than animals.

It's impossible to do without some adventure.

in the lens.

Yang Ming approached the ancient tree little by little, and the smile on the plant behind the tree became deeper and deeper.

At this moment, Yang Ming was fascinated, completely unaware of his actions.

Just as he was getting closer to the ancient tree, the dryad also opened its fangs, ready to strike.

Suddenly, the phone rang in a hurry.

"what!"

Yang Ming woke up suddenly.

The dryad quickly returned to the appearance of the assistant brother, and looked at him with a smile.

Take out your phone.

The caller ID is exactly the note of the assistant brother.

(End of this chapter)