Live broadcast: Continuous wheat?The kind of sniper attack across the entire network

After Su Ting's hand really grabbed the face in the painting, the players went completely crazy.

The shrill and sharp screams hurt people's eardrums, as if they would pierce them in the next second.

"Ah, what the hell is this! Su Ting, let go! My ears are going to explode!"

"Ahhhhhh! Mom! I want to go home, I don't want to play anymore!"

The players at the scene were driven crazy by this movement. If the environment was not too dark and they could not see the path under their feet, they would have been running around like crazy at this moment.

Because they knew that the outside of the ancestral hall might not be safer than here, several players directly hugged each other into a group.

The screams and cries were mixed together, and the audience in the live broadcast room felt their ears hurt.

Not to mention the few people present.

"Su Ting! You... let go! My ears are going to go deaf!" Dai Ye couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help shouting in pain to Su Ting.

Su Ting ignored the ghosts roaring and screaming over there, and her fingers turned into claws.

The face in the painting has been completely distorted and no longer resembles its previous appearance, leaving only a hideous and terrifying look.

A trace of bloodthirsty cruelty flashed in Su Ting's eyes. She dug her nails into the face and shouted: "Come out!"

The next second, there was another scream.

Everyone felt like their heads were going to explode.

【Oh My God!This sonic attack is too powerful!I turned down the sound of the video to the minimum and it made my head hurt (covering my face)]

[I have muted the sound, and now my ears are still buzzing (peaceful)]

【What on earth is this?Is this show crew taking revenge on society? 】

[I want to know where the show team got such terrible sound effects?horrible! 】

……

The viewers in the live broadcast room still thought that everything that happened in the live broadcast room was the effect of the program arranged by the program team.

Do you want to take revenge on society by complaining about the show's crew creating such hellish effects?

Furthermore, it seems that this program was not designed in this style at the beginning, right?
When did it become this style of painting?

What the audience didn't know was that the guests at the scene were really just a stone's throw away from death.

"Su Ting! What are you doing?" Ye Hanwei was shocked by Su Ting's behavior. She didn't expect Su Ting to be so unafraid of death.

"Let go! Do you know this will kill everyone?"

Hearing what Ye Hanwei said, other players finally couldn't help it anymore.

"Do you want to kill us? Why are you such a vicious woman?"

"I don't want to die! Woohoo, I want to go home!"

"It was fine before, but nothing happened! It's all Su Tingfei's fault for touching the painting! Is it okay now? We won't all die here, right?"

"No...no way! Isn't there Miss Ye?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Ye Hanwei and regarded Ye Hanwei as the savior.

Only Dai Ye didn't speak, covering his ears and looking at Su Ting with a frown.

He believed in Su Ting's ability, but he was just a little worried about Su Ting.

At first glance, that thing was much more powerful than the one he encountered before. He didn't know how strong Su Ting was.

He was worried that Su Ting wouldn't be able to fight this thing, and he was also worried that Su Ting would be injured.

Su Ting ignored Ye Hanwei and the players' complaints and violently tore the face off the painting.

Miraculously, after the face was torn off the painting, the voice gradually became weaker.

Finally, it drooped on Su Ting's hand, looking like an ordinary painting.

After the voice disappeared, Su Ting took the dough and looked back at Ye Hanwei and others.

"what are you saying?"

Her body was half-hidden in the darkness, the expression on her face was half-bright and half-dark, her eyes seemed to have been hardened by ice, and she was still holding a piece of face that was still twisting and struggling in her hand.

It was just a question without any emotional ups and downs, but others seemed to hear cold murderous intent from that sentence.

At this moment, Su Ting seemed more terrifying than the horrific human face paintings on the wall.

Several players subconsciously stepped back. Only Ye Hanwei and Dai Ye stood still.

Ye Hanwei stared at Su Ting with obscure eyes. She didn't expect that Su Ting was really capable.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the dough Su Ting was holding in her hand. She was very sure that there was an evil spirit attached to that dough.

Even if she were to deal with it, she didn't dare to say that she could win it so easily, but Su Ting seemed to suppress the evil spirit without spending much energy at all.

At this moment, he was in Su Ting's hand, and he had no power to resist.

It has to be said that this clear understanding made Ye Hanwei feel unhappy and finally started to look at Su Ting.

Dai Ye didn't have as complicated thoughts as Ye Hanwei. His thoughts were very simple. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Ting was not injured and had subdued the unknown thing.

Perhaps because he had experienced life and death like before, Dai Ye was much calmer than others.

"Su Ting, are you okay?"

Su Ting glanced at Dai Ye and shook his head.

"That one on your hand..." Dai Ye pointed to the piece of dough on Su Ting's hand, "Has it been solved?"

Su Ting raised the hand holding the thing and said, "This? How are you going to solve it?"

"What...what is this?" Dai Ye looked at the thing squirming in Su Ting's hand, and his scalp felt numb.

Don't dare to get close at all.

Su Ting shook the thing in his hand and explained: "This thing is useless, it's just a clone. It can't even hurt people, it's just to scare people."

Seeing how easily Su Ting explained, everyone took a step back.

Just to scare people?

They were almost scared to death, okay?
When Su Ting explained to Dai Ye, the audience in the live broadcast room finally realized something was wrong from the conversation between the two.

【etc!Why don't I seem to understand what they are saying? 】

【+1】

[Why does it feel like...it wasn't arranged in advance? 】

[What does the previous one mean? Doesn’t it mean that they really hit a ghost?Help, don't get too involved! 】

[But the reactions of those players don’t look like acting...]

……

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they are just waiting to sprout and bear fruit.

Although there are still so many people in the live broadcast room who don't believe it, some people have begun to doubt it, and more clues will only be discovered in the live broadcast.

Seeing this situation, the people in the live broadcast team were a little unsure.

"Director Chen, should we stop the live broadcast first? If we continue like this, we will definitely be discovered."

The insight of contemporary netizens is no joke. If you really start checking, you will be able to take out your pants in minutes.

Chen Jinhong frowned and stared at the situation in the live broadcast room for a while.

"Now that the live broadcast room is closed, why don't we say that there is no silver 300 taels here? They will only become more convinced that our program team has a guilty conscience. Then won't their speculations be more confirmed? And..."

"and?"

Chen Jinhong continued: "If you turn off the live broadcast, how can we know the situation inside immediately?"

The leader of the live broadcast team was stunned and obviously reacted.

"Then what should I do? If I continue to live broadcast, my secret will be revealed sooner or later."

Chen Jinhong thought for a while and said, "In this way, let the post-production and publicity staff try to steer the topic in the direction of the script. Let's say that the performance of the guests on the show is completely in accordance with the requirements of the script!"

When the people on the live broadcast team heard it, they seemed to think it was feasible.

"That's fine too."

Various departments of the program team tried their best to cover up the truth of the program, but netizens are not fools.

In addition, several guests have lost contact with people outside since entering the secret room.

The venue control tried to use the walkie-talkie to contact the guests inside, but the signal could not be received at all.

The live broadcast of the program can continue, but the intercom equipped at the venue has no signal.If this is the case, it can be said that the intercom is not high-end enough and the signal cannot be transmitted.

However, the headphones provided by the program team to the guests could not receive external signals, so there was no way to continue to say that it was an equipment problem.

Apparently the magnetic field inside has changed in some way.

Guests inside could not get out and could not receive signals from outside.

So they can only worry outside.

……

Ye Hanwei has not spoken since Su Ting took the face off the painting.

Several other guests also leaned closely together and said nothing. They looked at Su Ting with a hint of embarrassment and a hint of fear.

Su Ting turned a blind eye to the gazes of these people and scanned the paintings on the wall one by one, his eyes shining with eagerness.

Even the audience in the live broadcast room could see what she wanted to do, so how could they not see it in the portraits facing Su Ting?

So next, everyone saw an incredible scene.

Whichever painting Su Ting looked at, the faces on that painting would quickly disappear.

In the end, only a body without a head is left.

If it were just a painting like this, it could be said to be a coincidence.

But this is the case for several paintings in a row. It is really hard for people to continue to say that it is just a coincidence.

"What's going on?" Dai Ye asked in surprise.

Ye Hanwei's eyes flashed, unwilling to believe that it was because of Su Ting.

The players at the scene were still arrogant at first, thinking that it couldn't be because of Su Ting.

But then, Su Ting stared at the paintings on the wall where he was standing, turning them into headless paintings.

Then he turned around and looked at where Ye Hanwei and the others were standing, and the same situation happened again.

I know that all the paintings in the ancestral hall have become headless.

The scene was silent, and several ordinary players looked at Su Ting with horror on their faces.

Compared with the weird atmosphere at the scene, the audience in the live broadcast room was a little confused.

【What's going on here?Isn't this arranged in the script? 】

[Why do these people’s reactions look so strange? 】

[Is this also a special effect?What kind of prop is that in Su Ting's hand?It looks so real, I want it! 】

[…Doesn’t anyone think that this might not be a special effect at all? 】

【…】

[Wouldn’t that be more exciting? ! 】

……

Some people are afraid of horror, and some people like it.

Compared to those timid players, some bold players made completely opposite statements in the live broadcast room.

[Is this a script?That's it?Is it scary? 】

[Just a grimace?I thought why, my roommate insisted on dragging me to watch it, it was boring. 】

【ah?Are these all special effects?I thought it was true, but I was bored and left. 】

……

Chen Jinhong looked at these two polarizing barrages and scratched his hair in worry.

It is a show that focuses on supernatural horror, and I would like to put the word "real" on the faces of the guests, but in fact it is all scripts.

His program, which has nothing to do with supernatural horror, wanted to fill the screen with the words "purely fictional", but what they encountered were all real horror events.

What is this all about?
Chen Jinhong even began to think, would it be better if he changed the positioning of his program?
When Chen Jinhongchou was bald, in the live broadcast room, after Su Ting scared away the faces in the portrait, the lights suddenly turned on in the ancestral hall.

"what!"

The guests were shocked at first, and then burst into tears of joy.

"There are lights! Great! Woohoo..."

Several guests hugged each other and cried.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched this scene, and they were moved and felt that it was a bit exaggerated.

Is it really that scary?

"The light is on? Does it mean that the thing has left here?" Dai Ye asked in surprise.

Ye Hanwei said nothing, frowning and observing the ancestral hall.

Su Ting shook his head, "Not necessarily, be careful."

When Dai Ye heard this, he relaxed a little and immediately became excited again.

Others also became nervous again because of what Su heard.

"No...it can't be right? Aren't ghosts afraid of light?"

"What I'm afraid of is the midday sun, not the lights in your house." Su Ting said quietly.

The person who spoke immediately closed his mouth and hugged his companion tightly.

Ye Hanwei glanced at Su Ting and said, "It's not just the midday sun that can restrain them. Most ghosts don't choose to appear in places with light."

"Really?" Su Ting glanced at Ye Hanwei with an unclear meaning.

Ye Hanwei frowned and was about to ask when she suddenly heard an exclamation from beside her.

"Look! Is that Nan Xi?"

Everyone looked over immediately.

On the left side of the table where the memorial tablet was placed, Nan Xi was sitting unconscious on the table.

Because there is a pillar blocking this side, it just blocks Nan Xi tightly.

If I hadn't walked over to check, I wouldn't have discovered that there was someone hiding here.

Nan Xi was still wearing the red dress, but she always felt that something was different.

The players were surprised to find Nan Xi, and for a while no one cared about this strangeness.

"Nan Xi! Wake up!"

"Nan Xi, are you okay? Wake up quickly!"

The players gathered around Nan Xi and tried to wake Nan Xi up.

Dai Ye and Ye Hanwei also came over.

Only Su Ting stood still and stared expressionlessly at Nan Xi, who was surrounded by the crowd.

The anti-fans in the live broadcast room watched this scene and naturally they would not miss the opportunity to criticize her.

【hiss!Doesn't Su Ting look too cold-blooded like this? 】

[Didn’t Su Ting and Nan Xi have a good relationship before?I remember Nan Xi liked Su Ting very much. Why was Su Ting not anxious at all when he saw something happened to Nan Xi? 】

[Isn’t Su Ting this kind of person to begin with?What's weird? 】

……

Su Ting stared at that "Nan Xi" with increasingly cold eyes.

At the same time, the eyes looking at Ye Hanwei were also full of inquiry. Even if other ordinary people couldn't see it, why didn't Ye Hanwei, the most talented onmyoji of the Ye family, see that something was wrong with this "Nan Xi"?

"Why doesn't Nan Xi wake up?" Dai Ye asked Ye Hanwei beside him anxiously.

Ye Hanwei frowned and asked the others to step aside. She stepped forward and squatted down.

He stretched out his hand to feel Nan Xi's breath.

The moment he stretched out his hand, a sudden change occurred.

"Nan Xi" who had her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were scarlet, and she opened her mouth to Ye Hanwei's hand.

"what--"