"Please be careful. It's really dangerous here. I just accidentally stepped on a hole."

Xiaomi, who was holding a live show in front, was nervously interacting with the group of viewers in an orderly manner while holding up her mobile phone.

This ancient house has been in disrepair for several floors, plus the rooms on both sides, I don’t know how much garbage has been stored.

The floors in the corridor also feel a bit decay, and the sound of "creaking" when walking on them is whispered.

Even though Xiaomi has been here for less than ten times by himself and has been rehearsing together for a long time, she is still cautious here.

Accidents are always everywhere, although their small team has already set up the stage in advance and strives to make the live performance more exciting.

But that is not completely safe. The reason why accidents are accidents is unexpected, as the name suggests, so Xiaomi still dare not take it lightly.

The decay in the hall is very rich, and there is a kind of damp, smooth and dry air. Even through the screen, it makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

As for the ground, it is covered with various garbage and debris, I don’t know when it was left behind. When some places are stepped on, the wooden board will decay and directly step on a deep pit!

After a brief look at the road ahead, Xiaomi took a deep breath and began to explore again.

I have to say that the mentors hired by their team from the National Higher Drama Academy of Daxia are really getting what you pay for.

Yan Xiaomi's every move in this darkness was exciting. The nervous and scary expression when exploring this unmanned ancient house was even more prominent. The audience who were screaming outside the screen couldn't help but hold their breath, and they all seemed to be pulled into this deep ancient house to explore with her.

But no one knows that Yan Xiaomi’s current nervous and scared expression was not entirely fake.

Because the plot at this time has begun to surpass their scripts.

"Old Zhang, Sister Min and the others should make preparations! Why didn't it happen? It couldn't have happened? Something really happened..." Yan Xiaomi's little heart was pounding and jumping non-stop.

According to the script, a blood-stained dirty ragdoll should appear in front of her now. When she was about to lower her head and pick it up, a gray shadow would pass by her, and she would yell and attract everyone's attention.

But now nothing should have appeared. In other words, Yan Xiaomi didn't know how to continue acting.

"Is there really a ghost in this world?"

"If there are really ghosts, will you just mess with dirty things when you play like this?" The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly began to flood the screen, and a string of long text floated out in larger and thicker shapes, attracting attention.

Yan Xiaomi looked closely and said, "Oh, it's a big guy, and he has rewarded him with a lot of planes and rockets."

Yan Xiaomi can ignore what they say for those who haven't even posted the reward list.

But I have to find a way to get it back to what this person said, after all, that's a big money owner!

If you really lose this person, it would be heartbreaking.

"This friend, you can't say that."

The anchor girl just blinked at this, and then didn't panic, saying in a joke-like tone like a friend: "In the past two years, have you not discovered that the horror industry in the alien spirits is very popular? Whether it is horror movies, horror novels, horror comics, horror games, and live broadcast exploration of supernatural events, they all seem to be blooming everywhere, expanding greatly around the world. Do you know why this is?"

Suddenly, Yan Xiaomi's voice dropped a lot, with a cautious look on her face.

In an instant, there were countless barrages on this live broadcast platform, some said they were pretending to be magical, some said they pretended to be mysterious, and some said they were definitely dark. Of course, most of them were making noises like Buddhist salted fish.

Once again, the screen was blocked tightly, making Yan Xiaomi happy.

"Don't believe it. Putting aside science, we'll talk about metaphysics here. If we only talk about the mysticism from the perspective of mystery, existences such as alien spirits and terror, if they exist, they are the soil they need, which extends from the human heart, and their "fear" and "terror" are all the time.

It is said that "If you believe, you have it; if you don't believe, you have nothing." In the settings of the gods in the Western DND system, faith and fear are the sources of growth for those gods.

Only when you believe in them or are afraid of them, then they are real and unchanging existences for you.

People are scary and scary. Isn’t it because people have always believed that there are ghosts?”

"But..." Suddenly, Yan Xiaomi changed her tone, and before she knew it, her tone seemed a little gloomy and terrifying: "Reverse versa, if we don't believe in the existence of these strange spirits, or unravel their terrifying secrets and completely expose them to the sun at twelve o'clock in the afternoon, then our fear of them will definitely drop to freezing point! Without fear, there will naturally be no fear.

The country is developing the alien spirit industry so vigorously and desperately giving the green light to our industries. Isn’t this a problem?”

"Damn it! I think so."

"That's right~~~ This wave of reverse proves whether there are ghost operations in the world, it's really 6 times..."

...

In the live broadcast room, the barrage that never stopped was silent in vain, and in the blink of an eye, it became even more surging.

"Fuck, come and have a look. The little girl in this live broadcast room has a lot of ideas." A girl was like she discovered a new continent in Daxia Federation, and waved her hand to greet the people who were close to her to come and take a look.

"What, let's see." Hearing the words, the others surrounded him, and they all saw Yan Xiaomi's talk.

"This is OK? Our work has this effect? ​​Why don't I know?"

"Wrong, wrong. Although her theory is also round, the causes of those strange ghosts are all wrong!"

"Hahaha...If we can know the causes of the fear of alien spirits, why are we so passive? If they are really born because of "fear", then that's simple."

"The little girl didn't understand that "fear" is just the secondary cause, not the main cause. Otherwise, there would be so many horror and alien spirit games that have been passed down since ancient times, and countless horror stories and myths. If this is all due to "fear", there will be more ghosts on our planet than people."

The people here are also talking about it, but they also shook their heads at the same time, obviously sneering at Yan Xiaomi's remarks.

The little girl blinked and was about to turn off the phone.

Suddenly, I heard a shrill howl from the screen, and the lingering sound lingers on the beams and lasting for a long time.

"Wait, wait-!! Whose voice is this?"
Chapter completed!