I know that I will wake up in three seconds.
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two.
three.
You Yuwei woke up.
She wiped the dream saliva from the corner of her mouth and opened her eyes drowsily.
When did you fall asleep?
Never mind, never mind, it’s time to get down to business.
You Yuwei is eighteen or nineteen years old. She has a pretty face and a pair of big bright eyes that seem to glow in the dark. Her slim figure is covered with a yellow robe.
She turned out to be a female Taoist priest of the seventh level of red fire.
Bang!
Taking out the mahogany sword from her body, You Yuwei took out a yellowed manual.
This manual clearly says, "Record Book of Victims of the Red Mansions."
You Yuwei walked to the gate of the red building and looked at the talisman she drew on before going to bed with satisfaction.
This talisman was painted quite neatly, and it also used a little bit of real blood that she pricked with a needle while the master was sleeping.
Well, even if there is a ghost in the Red Mansion, he can't escape now.
But why did I fall asleep?
You Yuwei is still a little strange.
The first floor of the Red Building is the lobby, and the elevator has long been out of service.
She went up the steps and came to the second floor.
As soon as I walked out of the fire door, I heard the sound of stinging, stinging.
There was an old woman squatting on the ground, sharpening a kitchen knife.
You Yuwei walked up to the old woman, glanced at the manual in her hand, and said, "Old woman, your kitchen knife is sharp enough, why are you sharpening it?"
The old woman raised her head and glanced at You Yuwei, then lowered her head: "I'll sharpen it again, but it's still not sharp enough. My grandson will come back later and wants to eat bones. He likes to eat bone oil. If the knife is not sharp, it will keep chopping big bones. Will he?
happy."
"How old is your grandson?"
You Yuwei asked.
"I'm just 7 years old and I'm in primary school. It's the time when I'm growing."
You Yuwei shook her head: "No, mother-in-law. Your grandson is now 19 years old. He and his mother have immigrated and will not come back."
The old woman suddenly raised her head again, her originally kind-hearted face turned ferocious and distorted when she heard that her grandson was not coming back.
In the blink of an eye, the black eye became as big as a pinhead, and it was all white.
The eye sockets also stood up on his face, and his yellow face was black and burnt. He screamed sharply: "My grandson will come back, my grandson will come back soon."
She picked up the kitchen knife in her hand, the blade gleaming with cold light, and was about to kill You Yuwei: "You have a good thigh bone, my grandson will definitely like to chew it. Stay and cook for me!"
You Yuwei sighed, picked up the peach wood sword, and knocked the kitchen knife out of the old woman's hand.
The edge of the sword pressed down and pressed the old woman to the ground.
The old woman struggled desperately, her struggling body twisted, and even her hands and feet were twisted off.
You Yuwei looked at the text on the death manual and read: "Jiang Huimei, born in Tang Dynasty in 1951, died at the age of 71. Rest in peace!"
The old woman had no arms and legs and said in a sharp voice: "I am not dead, my grandson will come back. Please let me go quickly. When my son comes back, he will definitely kill you."
You Yuwei covered the old woman's face with the death manual, and the old woman's words suddenly stopped.
It turned into a white smoke and flew into the death manual.
You Yuwei crossed out Jiang Huimei's name and walked deeper into the corridor.
The red building was filled with earthbound spirits who had been burned to death, and none of them knew they were dead.
For more than ten years, I have been lingering in the building without leaving.
Every day is like normal, living the life before I was alive.
You Yuwei accepted a commission to liberate all the earth-bound spirits in the building.
Jiang Huimei is the first.
There are one hundred and seventeen more.
Moreover, she has another purpose for this trip, which is to find her senior sister You Yuhui.
Senior Sister was also entrusted to come to the Red Mansion for business some time ago, but she disappeared. You Yuwei did not think that Senior Sister had died in the Red Mansion. After all, Senior Sister was a first-class Orange Fire real person.
He is much stronger than himself.
The mere earth-bound spirit in the Red Mansion couldn't do anything to her.
There are five families on the second floor, and three families still lived there before the fire.
All three families were burned to death.
You Yuwei looked at the house number in front of her, 203.
The door was closed, but unlocked.
A scary red light shot out from the door.
You Yuwei grabbed the mahogany sword in her hand and kicked the door open.
She was stunned after that.
Instead of seeing the family of three who owned the house on the death register, I saw a group of young people with small cameras, reflectors and fill lights.
Two men and one woman.
The woman wore Internet celebrity makeup and was live broadcasting to the mobile phone screen. One of the two men was handling the multiple images in the live broadcast room, and the other held a fill light in his hand to fill in the light for the Internet celebrity anchor.
When they heard the sound of the door being kicked open, the three of them were startled.
When one of the young men saw that the person who came in was a female Taoist priest, he couldn't help but cursed: "Who are you? You didn't knock on the door when you came in. Didn't you see that our sister Wenwen is live broadcasting?"
You Yuwei is a little confused, what's going on?
In this Ligui Tower, there are actually people who are not afraid of death and dare to come in and live broadcast!
"Hey, what about you."
The young man stepped forward reluctantly and pushed You Yuwei out unceremoniously.
You Yuwei didn't move her body. She reached out and grabbed the young man's arm and pressed down.
The young man was immediately knocked to the ground, screaming in pain, his hand was about to be broken, and he begged for mercy.
You Yuwei let him go and took a step forward: "You know where this place is, but you dare to come here to live broadcast?"
The young man was frightened by You Yuwei's move. He didn't expect that a petite girl could have so much strength.
It's simply a humanoid monster.
The female anchor named Sister Wenwen was very interested in You Yuwei, and said with a smile: "Hello, Taoist nun, of course we know that this is the Red Mansion, one of the top ten supernatural places in Spring City. Hehe, we want this effect."
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
You Yuwei frowned.
"Of course we are afraid of death, but we are even more afraid that the live broadcast room will not be popular. Not to mention where in the world do ghosts come from!"
Sister Wenwen happily invited You Yuwei: "Little sister, you look so beautiful. Why don't you open an account and try live broadcasting? You are so smart and energetic, maybe you will be more popular than me."
"not interested."
You Yuwei shook her head.
"It doesn't matter, it's very easy to get started. The organization specializes in supporting new and beautiful anchors." Sister Wenwen licked her face and invited You Yuwei to join her company.
You Yuwei waved her hand: "You should leave early. Be careful not to leave after dark."
After saying that, he turned around and left room 203.
The young man who was beaten by You Yuwei gave a 'cut' sound and walked back to Sister Wenwen: "Sister Wenwen, continue the live broadcast. The popularity of our live broadcast room is super high now."
He looked at the mobile live broadcast room like crazy.
Sister Wenwen was also excited: "Yes, after I heard that we were going to live broadcast in the Red Mansion, many fans gave me rewards. Maybe more than 100,000 people will come to watch my live broadcast room tonight.
Sure enough, it is right to transform into live streaming of soul exploration. If you bring more goods then, you will definitely make a fortune."
Another young man suddenly said nervously: "Sister Wenwen, hurry up and find a new live broadcast theme. The number of people in our live broadcast room has decreased. There are only more than 30,000 people left."
Sister Wenwen's face stiffened and she seemed very angry: "It's really hard to take care of fans nowadays, how about I wear a low-cut dress?"
"You already wore it last time."
"Wear less? Pull your chest down here?"
"Sister Wenwen, our live broadcast room will be banned if you do this."
"Tch! What should we do? We are all here at the Red Mansion and there is nothing. Could it be that we want to act out some supernatural events ourselves?"
Sister Wenwen came to the phone, looked at the number of people in the live broadcast room, frowned and said: "There are only more than 20,000 people watching, no, I really have to take off my clothes and expose my proud pair..."
The young man quickly pulled her and pointed at You Yuwei who was walking out.
"Sister Wenwen, it's better to follow that female Taoist priest. Since we can't see supernatural things, that female Taoist priest must be able to do it. When a Taoist priest like her enters the Red Mansion, she either catches monsters or exorcises them.
Follow her and you might be able to take an unexpected and explosive video!"
Young man offers advice.
"good idea!"
Sister Wenwen's eyes lit up, and she quickly ordered the two of them to carry the equipment, run out of the room, and follow the place where You Yuwei disappeared.
The three of them were filled with the number of people and popularity in the live broadcast room.
But the strange thing is that the number of viewers is displayed in the mobile live broadcast room...
Chapter completed!