[A dark patch.]

[Where is the anchor? The anchor saves me——]

[So what’s going on now?]

[I didn’t seem to hear any strange sounds, so it should be fine...?]

The viewing angle in the live broadcast room was pitch black, with occasional light. That was when the camera brushed against the corner of the clothes and was exposed through a certain gap, but it was quickly covered back.

Bai Su blocked the camera.

He confirmed that the change in room style was not something he could undo.

Unless he demolishes the whole room.

It's better not to do it first, demolish the house or something.

Blocking the camera and walking around the house, Bai Su found a corner with a blank wall and nothing unusual, threw the ball under the bed, and then let go.

The moment he let go, his face appeared in the camera at a death angle. The camera's built-in night vision function made Bai Su's face quite clear.

[Hmm...]

[This angle...the familiar perspective of death.]

[Pain Mask, you are indeed a novice!]

Looking up from the chin, all that can be seen in the live broadcast room is the swaying neck and the bobbing Adam's apple. After a few seconds, the black-haired young man's face finally appeared on the screen.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his face was furrowed and he was fiddling with the camera, his lips were moving, but he couldn't be heard in the live broadcast room.

[I’m anxious, is there anyone who can lip read? What is the anchor talking about?]

[It seems... to dismantle... the camera?]

[Xiaobai wants to remove the camera??]

Bai Su really wants to remove the camera and interrupt the live broadcast, so he can go back to sleep... huh?

Just after removing the back cover, his movements stagnated.

He pinched the back cover with his fingertips and crushed it hard, and the plastic shell in his hand shattered into powder.

But the next second, the back cover appeared on the camera intact.

It cannot be dismantled.

It cannot be dismantled by conventional means. This is already a supernatural item.

With this in mind, Bai Su pressed the camera with both hands and pressed it in. He only heard a few cracking sounds, and the black-haired young man was left with a ball of broken mechanical pieces in his hand.

However, just one second later, a camera reappeared in mid-air and was still falling.

Just as the camera was about to fall onto the carpet, a hand caught it.

From the perspective of the live broadcast room, the black-haired young man muttered silently for a while and then blocked the camera again. Amidst the few reluctant shouts on the barrage, the audience heard the "click, click, click" sound.

[...this voice?]

[This sound sounds a bit like some metal being crushed...?]

[Anchor! Anchor, what are you doing!]

No matter what the barrage says, Baisu can't see it.

The black screen lasted for a few seconds, and soon the light returned to the live broadcast room.

It's not quite right to say it's bright. The only light source in the live broadcast room is a carved table lamp in the distance?

[Wait a minute, was this decoration in the room before?]

[I seem to have seen something strange...is that fluffy skirt?]

The flashing picture was immediately fixed, with a light-colored palm blocking half of the screen, and the picture returned to the perspective of death.

Bai Su did not answer the barrage about whether there was a skirt next to it or how the lampshade was engraved with flowers. Instead, he asked the audience a question.

"Is the live broadcast interrupted?"

[No.]

[It didn’t stop, but the screen went black for a while.]

[It’s not broken, so is the one on the side just now a skirt?]

Bai Su glanced to his right out of the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of the long skirt hanging on the back of the chair.

He decisively ignored the barrage and continued to hold the camera in his hand.

Since you can’t remove it, just keep sleeping with the lens attached.

Bai Su doesn't care about the radio problem, as long as it doesn't happen that a ghost comes to the camera and shouts "I'm a ghost", he thinks it's fine.

So Bai Su kept holding his hands, walked back to the bed, and put the camera upside down on the counter.

The barrage was full of question marks, but their wayward anchor ignored them and lay back on the bed.

The touch is false.

The fluffy and soft lace fabric feels like ordinary cotton in your hands, and so does the mattress.

The black-haired young man lay there flat and closed his eyes.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected to him, he only feels noisy.

Bai Su listened to the constant screams from the second floor and the first floor, and slowly sank into the depths of his consciousness... He couldn't sink anymore.

He opened his eyes faintly and tilted his head towards the door.

There were constant knocking sounds on the door, and at the same time there were explosions and human cries.

"Hurry... open the door quickly, please open the door quickly! Help me——"

……

At night, the villa comes alive.

Completely different from Bai Su's indifference when faced with supernatural beings, the other humans in the villa were going crazy.

A human female lives alone in a room, and the gender difference prevents her from living in the same room as a male.

But now she regrets it.

She should share a room with other men, even on the floor. If not, she can leave the villa and stop living there.

If she doesn’t live here, she won’t——

The human woman holds the coat draped over her shoulders, and the slippers on her feet make a slippery sound when stepped on.

There was water on her slippers.

She didn’t know where the water came from in the corridor, or when she got it when she walked by... She felt that she would not be able to get out of this corridor.

Half an hour ago, she heard the twelve bells clanging downstairs. She was still wondering if there was such a clock in the villa, so she dozed off and fell asleep.

When she woke up half an hour later, the human woman wanted to go to the bathroom, so she put on a coat and left the room.

There are restrooms on the first and second floors of the villa, so the one on the second floor that human women naturally want to go to.

She was not that familiar with the structure of the villa, but she could still remember the location of the bathroom by thinking for a few seconds while half asleep.

She remembered turning left when going out, then walking straight to the end and turning right, and there was the third door - the human woman's footsteps suddenly stopped.

She had turned left and walked straight for a long time.

Where's the corner?

The sleepyhead was instantly driven away, and the human woman's half-closed eyes opened and she could see the road in front of her clearly.

Considering that people had died in this villa in the past, the lights in the corridor were turned on, so the human woman could see that she was indeed in the corridor on the second floor.

She tried to take a few steps forward.

This time the scene changed with her pace. She gradually walked to the end of the corridor, and then turned right...

"Ah!"

The human female gave a short cry, which was unusually obvious in the silence of the night.

She walked into the original corridor.

It's not the one that leads to the bathroom, but the one that turns left when leaving the room door.

The human woman looked back in horror. The road extending to the left was there, and she tried to poke her head out... The corridor was still the same as before.

In other words, no matter whether she goes forward or backward, she will walk on the same path.

The scene faced by human women now is like a ghost hitting a wall.
Chapter completed!