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Chapter 33 033. Forward to repay society

Unconsciously, the barrage on the screen gradually became sparse, and the audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be immersed in the story told by Dahu.

As if walking in that weird, cold funeral parlor filled with a faint smell of decay, Dahu's clear voice became hoarse and deep, like a ghost, lingering on the back of everyone's neck.

Especially when Dahu imitated the security guard in the story, his tone was something that someone who had not killed many people could not imitate.

"I know you are here"

Dahu didn't know how this sound came out of his mouth. He studied broadcasting, not dubbing. He couldn't get such a low and weird voice out.

But the next moment, Dahu knew that the limits of human beings did not stop there.

"So hot. So hot."

The voice of pain, struggle, and suffering that came from the corpse's throat, like a hot flame, roared out of his mouth, and even Dahu himself was startled.

Even so, he did not stop reading aloud.

Dahu felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter. He seemed to be in a closed and small space. The surroundings were getting hotter and hotter. Some kind of frightening roar filled his ears.

Soon, Dahu understood where this was.

This is the crematorium!

His eyes were wide open, and his expression was ferocious and painful. If any audience carefully observed the scene of the camera located in the lower left corner of the screen, they would immediately call the police in a panic.

It was a blue-black face, only the color of coagulated blood, and it looked like a corpse.

Only the mouth that constantly opens and closes and spits out words shows that this person is still alive.

But where are the viewers in the live broadcast room who have such spare time to watch Dahu?

The originally cheerful live broadcast room seemed to have fallen silent. No one sent comments or left messages to reward. Everyone was listening quietly, like a preaching scene of some weird religion.

There were also outside viewers who clicked in through the rankings, but they stopped after listening to only one or two words from Dahu.

As if entangled by golden threads, their attention was completely attracted by the story.

How long this situation lasted, no one knows.

It wasn't until Dahu finished reading the last word that he suddenly came back to his senses.

The whole person felt a sense of fear and horror.

"What did I just do?"

Dahu couldn't help but tremble as he read the end of the novel.

He had also read a lot of horror stories during this time, some were ridiculous and some were horrifying, but this one gave him the feeling of being evil.

So fucking evil.

He smiled with some difficulty, said into the microphone to go to the bathroom, stood up and left the live broadcast room.

As soon as he walked out, Dahu's breathing became heavier and his pupils contracted.

His back was soaked with cold sweat.

Slowly walking to the bathroom, Dahu patted his face with his wet hands, raised his head, and saw a dark face in the mirror, with a pair of gray eyes without pupils staring at him.

"!!!"

Dahu was startled, but in the blink of an eye, only his own face with a very bad look was left in the mirror.

He muttered inwardly and returned to the room.

At this time, the comments sent by the audience one after another were displayed in the live broadcast room.

[Holy shit, isn’t this story a little weird? I felt like I was actually in a funeral parlor just now]

[Oh my god, my mother suddenly knocked on the door in the middle of what Huzi was talking about, and I was so scared that I peed]

[This author is trying to tell a very new kind of ghost story]

[How are you, Brother Huzi? 】

[I just went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Damn, there seemed to be a ghost in there. I was scared to death.]

[My cell phone rang at the end. I was so frightened that I just threw my hands away. Fortunately, the phone was strong and not broken.]

[There is something special about this account. The author doesn’t look like a novice. Isn’t it a big shot who opens a small account to fry fish? 】

[I just came back, have you finished speaking? I just quit after listening to half of it, which is a bit scary]

It seems that not only Dahu himself, but also the audience were frightened by this story.

Dahu glanced at the Shudong.com account again. There was only this novel here. There were more fans than before. Maybe the viewers who were watching his live broadcast were curious and paid attention.

He also clicked follow.

Not for anything else, just to see what new work will be done in the future.

"It's off the air. It's off the air. Everyone, go to bed early tonight, otherwise the security guards of the funeral home will come looking for you."

Dahu saw that his expression on the camera was not very good, so he downloaded the video at the speed of light and turned off the push stream.

He looked at the page of Shudong.com and the comments under the novel. Suddenly, a strange feeling emerged.

The corners of Dahu's mouth suddenly opened and curled up, and he quickly forwarded it to his anchor group to repay the society.

[Dahu]: This novel is quite interesting and suitable for reading before going to bed.

[Sunset]: Teacher Dahu is up so late and telling ghost stories again?

[Burning Heaven]: Brother Hu Zi’s live broadcast room is a bit popular tonight. What big job has he done?

[Wen Xiaonuan]: Brother Huzi posted the link to the novel so late, maybe it’s not a horror novel.

[Dahu]: It’s not a scary novel, but a very interesting one.

Dahu typed on the keyboard and worked hard for more than ten minutes. When there was no news in the group, he rubbed his eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He seemed to see a few golden threads hanging from an infinite distance. It's wrapped around his arm.

"too tired."

He explained, quickly going to bed.

In his dream, Dahu seemed to dream that he was back in the funeral parlor. The solemn, cold, and eerie atmosphere enveloped his dream, and even the knocking sounds were so real.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

Dahu suddenly woke up and found that the sound was not an illusion, but sounded in reality.

I don't know which house upstairs is renovating again, and the sound of knocking on the wall is continuous, which makes people panic.

He looked at his phone. It was around eight o'clock in the morning.

"It's really stupid, decorating it so early in the morning."

Dahu cursed and got up, checking his phone while squatting on the toilet.

As soon as I opened the group, I saw 99+ group messages.

He didn't bother to finish flipping through it, so he casually looked at the new ones and found that one thing had been discussed all night.

[Sunset]: I'm really screwed. This novel recommended by Teacher Dahu is so weird. I didn't sleep well all night and had several nightmares.

[Wen Xiaonuan]: I didn’t sleep all night! ! ! I don’t even dare to go to the toilet! ! !

[Burning Heaven]: I am different. After reading it, I forwarded this novel to my fan group. Hundreds of people had insomnia with me last night, hehe.

[Bounce Strawberry]: You are still ruthless. Why didn’t I think of it? I will repost it now.

These anchors seemed to be more or less frightened after reading the novel. Then, like tigers, they forwarded the novel to other groups so that more people could see it.

Dahu opened the Shudong.com app, took a look, and found that the "Scientific Exploration Bot" had almost 8,000 fans, and the comments under that novel were hundreds more.

Most of them were scolding the author for writing something that was too evil, and some people said that they forwarded it to their friends and their mood was very stable.

His phone vibrated again and found that it was @himself in the anchor group.

Dahu clicked on it and found that it was a recorded video.

[Record of Liuyun being frightened when he saw Teacher Dahu telling ghost stories]