When Jiang Ting appeared in the live broadcast room with a paper man on his back.
Countless spectators were shocked and screamed.
Before they could express their shock, they saw Wang Qi's sexy moves again.
He was actually planning to call back that ghost call!
"Xiao Qi, don't seek death!"
"It's useless, our Xiaoqi just likes to seek death!"
"This anchor is so awesome!"
"That paper man is so scary. Do you feel like its face is alive?"
"I feel the same way, Xiaoqi, you'd better not call back!"
"Dial, let him dial, this must be a prank!"
When these barrages flashed across the live broadcast room, Wang Qi had already pressed the callback button.
The buzzer sounded, and a tense atmosphere filled the lounge.
Jiang Ting was looking at the paper man in a daze. When he saw Wang Qi calling back, he said, "I have called back this number before, but I couldn't get through."
But just as he finished speaking, a burst of music suddenly sounded.
It is a very common cell phone ringing sound, which is pleasant to the ear.
But many people shuddered subconsciously.
"The sound is in this room..." Xiao Gao could still remain calm and glanced around, looking for the source of the sound.
Wang Qi had already approached the paper figurine of the old lady.
He reached out and groped around in the old lady's pocket.
The old lady was wearing ordinary, everyday clothes, also made of paper.
When Wang Qi put his hand into the old lady's pocket, he quickly took out something from it, which was a mobile phone.
The screen flashed, showing an incoming call from "Ting'er".
After Wang Qi hung up the phone in his hand, the screen of the phone also went dark.
"This, this is my mother's cell phone!" Jiang Ting exclaimed, took the cell phone from Wang Qi's hand, and looked up and down.
The mobile phone was a gift he bought for his mother with his salary, and it couldn't be more familiar.
"How could this happen?" Jiang Ting's hands holding the phone kept shaking.
The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to feel a chill coming over them.
Jiang Ting mentioned earlier that this mobile phone was cremated along with her mother, and since then, he has been receiving calls from her mother at midnight every day.
Just now he received a call from his mother, telling him that she was behind him, and then a paper figure appeared on Jiang Ting's back...
Could this paper figure be Jiang Ting's mother?
As if to confirm the audience's speculation, Old Huotou's voice suddenly rang out: "I recognize this paper man, I recognize this paper man..."
Everyone looked at Lao Huotou.
The old employee of the crematorium was leaning against the corner, half-crouched, clutching the rosary in his hand, extremely frightened.
"This was done by Lao Chu, for my wife in Jiangting!" he explained with a trembling voice.
There are two types of paper figures in Chuza, one is standard and the other is customized.
Standard paper figures are all fixed styles.
Classic beauties, handsome scholars, boys and girls, male and female dolls.
At the same time, Paper Man Chu can tie the paper figures into what the customers want according to their customized requirements.
Although it is a folk tradition to place paper figures at funerals, many people still believe in this, but they are no longer so concerned about some of the techniques.
Even if most people buy paper, they only buy standard paper.
But when Jiang Ting arranged his mother's funeral, it was specially customized.
"Old Chu is so tired. He doesn't usually socialize with others. It's rare for me to have a drink with him, so I remember this very clearly."
Lao Huotou pointed at Jiang Ting: "I felt familiar just now... I was the one who recommended you to stab this paper man!"
Jiang Ting's mother died on the operating table.
When you die, your body will be deficient. According to the elders, you will not be able to live peacefully in this way. You will have to tie your body with paper before you can leave peacefully.
At that time, Jiang Ting was persuaded by Old Huo Tou, so he went to Paper Man Chu to customize such a paper man.
"Yes, this is the paper man Chu made based on my mother's photo at that time..." Jiang Ting agreed, with a complex expression on his face, including shock, confusion, and a bit of excitement, "This paper man made me look like my mother."
Very similar."
This was also the reason why he was so stunned when he looked at the paper man just now.
"But I remember that after the funeral, I took the paper man to Mom's cemetery and burned it..." Jiang Ting continued, his voice began to tremble, and he stared at the paper man, his mouth slightly open.
open.
It was as if I couldn't help but shout "Mom".
Could it be that the paper man really appeared?
"There is really a ghost this time."
"Things passed down from the older generation are not unreasonable."
"Xiao Qi, you better not continue the live broadcast this time."
"I got goosebumps."
"Although I trust Xiaoqi's judgment, this matter is still too weird."
The audience in the live broadcast room started commenting one after another.
This familiar scene seems to often happen in Wang Qi's live broadcast room.
Many of them originally believed Wang Qi's mischievous judgment just now.
But it's really hard to explain the sudden appearance of the paper man and the phone on Jiang Ting's back.
Just like Schrödinger's ghost.
Watching Wang Qi's live broadcast, whether the audience believes it or not can all be decided in a matter of seconds...
In the camera, the lifelike paper figurine of an old lady with a kind smile suddenly became indescribably creepy.
It seemed as if he could turn his head and look at the camera at any time.
Everyone in the lounge also felt the same way.
Xiao Gao and Linlin, as professional exorcists, can sense that there is some supernatural aura on this paper man, and it can really move.
But the paper man didn't move at all.
Xiao Gao turned his head and saw Xiao Zhan standing next to him.
The zombie girl opened her eyes wide and stared at the paper man.
The body is hunched, holding a stool in his hand, ready to go.
"..."
This paper man probably doesn't want to move now, but he doesn't dare to move, right?
"This, this must be a prank, right?" Linlin's voice rang at this time. She tried her best to show a relaxed expression and appeared in the live broadcast. "I think the person who took Jiang Ting's mother's cell phone did it.
I caught this paper man, and while Jiang Ting was answering the phone just now, I secretly hung the paper man behind him..."
Of course Linlin knew it was really a ghost.
But isn’t it being broadcast live now?
What they have to do is to come up with a reasonable explanation for the supernatural events.
This is Qi Ge’s popular science method to exorcise spirits.
To be continued...