Chapter 275 The strange sound, the pedestrian path of the ancient building
At this time, Xiaole stopped talking. What he wanted to convey in his heart had been expressed with the greatest effort.
Ping Ping's hand holding Xiao Le was trembling slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Repay evil with kindness, I have been by your side for so many years, and it is all for a purpose.
You clearly know this, but you still regard me as a friend. From now on, I will do my best to protect you."
Looking at this atmosphere, several people in the room looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
At this juncture, it is definitely impossible to take action.
Tang Sanmu said: "Everyone, since the rightful owner has said so, what do you think?"
The burly man just now touched his head, then looked at Xiaole's parents: "You two have a say, what do you think?"
The couple looked at each other, and then sighed. In fact, it was no longer necessary to say anything at this time to understand what they meant.
The burly man waved his hand: "Come on, just pretend I didn't ask.
Since you have decided so, then let’s go with it.”
Then he looked at the other three people.
The three people also nodded, almost all the resentment in their hearts was vented.
He just turned around and left. Xiaole's parents Heping stood in front of the camera and said thank you before hanging up the microphone.
And at the stall where the two parties were joining the bar, there was another person who had applied for the bar and was at the party.
Tang Sanmu sent Lian Mai over and muttered: "Next one."
This person's ID is Feng Xue Piao Yao, and he is also a young man in his early twenties.
He looked very smart, his eyes rolled around, and he watched Tang Sanmu bow deeply and say hello to all his weapon friends.
Then he walked to the room with his cell phone. There was a set of recording equipment placed in his room.
Feng Xue Piao Yao said: "Master Tang, I went out to record recently and recorded some strange movements.
This sound doesn't feel right, it seems like something is asking me for help, please listen to it."
After finishing speaking, seeing Tang Sanmu nodding, he set up the equipment and slowly played the sound inside.
There was a burst of noise at first, and slowly, the noise turned into the sound of someone walking.
When the sound played here, Feng Xue Piao shook the machine and paused: "Master Tang, this sound was originally recorded by capturing the voices of people talking there when I was shooting a short film.
But the strange thing is that the sound of people talking was not recorded at all, but instead these weird sounds were recorded."
Tang Sanmu nodded, then frowned and asked: "You mean, there should actually be voices of characters talking here?"
Feng Xue nodded: "Yes, a conversation between two men."
Golden Requiem: It made me want to listen to it again, but I didn't hear any voice.
I am Little Pineapple: I also passed by without hearing anything. I thought there was something wrong with my ears.
Nether Maniac: Could it be that the recording equipment recorded the sounds of other things, but instead covered up the original sounds?
Fang Qinggu nodded and said: "Then please play it again, friend. I also want to listen to it again."
Feng Xue nodded, fiddled with the device, and then played the sound again.
Quiet, at first, it was extremely quiet. After a few seconds of silence, there began to be a rustling sound, as if something was gently rubbing.
Tang Sanmu frowned slightly when he heard this sound: "It seems like something is floating by, like a fallen leaf, or even something lighter."
While he was speaking, Feng Xue also hurriedly turned off the device and paused the sound.
So as not to affect his thinking.
"Have you heard anyone talking? You may not have been listening very carefully in the live broadcast room. What about you, fellow fans of Snow Wind? Are you sure you can't hear any voices?"
The friends all expressed that they heard nothing, and Feng Xue also shook his head: "I have confirmed it several times, and it is absolutely true that I heard nothing.
The voices of these two actors are so familiar to me. If they are speaking in the voices, I can tell them immediately.
At first, I thought there was something wrong with the device until I heard other sounds.
Only then did I realize that it was not a problem with the equipment, but maybe there was something fishy about this place!"
Feng Xue said in a deep voice with a serious face.
At Tang Sanmu's signal, the video continued to play, and after the rustling, footsteps came again.
Ta-ta-ta!
The sound seemed to come from the deep corridor, and in the distance, there was a faint sound of singing.
"Did you hear it, friends? I heard the sound of someone walking."
"It's not just walking, there seems to be other smaller sounds, but it's very difficult to catch!"
"Holy crap, are you serious? Are your ears so sensitive? Why didn't I hear anything?"
The equipment friends were discussing one after another at this time, and everyone was full of surprise.
What happened tonight was very bizarre and made everyone very excited.
Even though it was already past eleven o'clock, everyone seemed unaware of their fatigue and still stared at the screen with their eyes wide open.
At the other end of the live broadcast room, a friend’s family member urged: “What time is it, why don’t you go to bed?
Aren’t you still going to work tomorrow?”
The user who was urged quickly told the strange thing about what happened to the people around him, causing the people around him to also fail to fall asleep and stare at the screen together.
The live broadcast room was very lively at this time, and everyone was discussing the sounds they heard.
In the end, everyone's discussion turned into questions. They were all asking what Tang Sanmu heard.
Tang Sanmu thought for a while and said calmly: "The sound of walking was made by a woman, it seemed to be coming from the corridor, because she was wearing high heels.
In the distance, there was the sound of singing, probably something like playing a disc.
Outside, there are birds chirping and the wind blowing leaves."
Feng Xue took a deep breath in surprise: "As expected of Master Tang, he is so meticulous.
I heard what you said several times before I understood it, but I was a little afraid to confirm it.
Because the place where I recorded the video is an abandoned old building, there are basically no trees outside.
It was indeed recorded in the corridor, but there were only staff in the corridor at that time, and no one was wearing high heels at all, let alone singing.
These sounds are all very unreasonable!
But if it’s just these sounds, I don’t think it’s a ghost. You’ll understand later when you hear it.”
After speaking, the sound continues to play.
The sound of high-heeled shoes gradually became distant, and gradually turned into the sound of many people walking, very hastily, as if they were pushing each other.
As he walked, he was still making noisy shaking sounds. The messy sounds became stronger and stronger, and the sound played became shriller.
Slowly, it began to turn into a scream. There was only one person screaming, but the scalp of everyone who heard it was numb.
When this sound came, all the previous sounds seemed to be covered, and there was no messy feeling at all, and there was no weirdness at all.
All the coldness, despair, and weirdness were all wrapped up by the bursts of miserable screams.
The sound became louder and louder, as if it was about to pierce people's eardrums, and then there was the sound of nails scratching the wall.
The creaking and creaking made many equipment users get goosebumps all over their bodies.
Then a woman's voice came: "Help me! Help me!"
At the same time as these two calls for help were made, all sounds suddenly stopped and the surroundings fell into silence again.
The recording is still playing, but there is no sound at all.
Another ten seconds passed until the recording finished playing, but no more sound was heard.
But even so, Feng Xue finished playing the recording and murmured tremblingly: "How about Master Tang, do you hear the weirdness in this?"
Tang Sanmu frowned slightly: "If there are no such sounds in your studio, then anyone can hear them without me having to tell them that they are weird, right?"
Feng Xue smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I didn't express myself clearly. What I meant was, can you tell the source of the weirdness from this voice?
I used to watch your live broadcasts often, and I also know that many times, non-human things also need human help.
I was wondering if these noises and cries for help were a sign of me asking for help?
Is there something you want help from, so you made these sounds on purpose?"
Tang Sanmu shook his head: "This voice doesn't sound like it, it's too ethereal and has no purpose.
If you are brave enough, I think you can revisit your old place, hold your phone and let us take a look for ourselves."
This burst of sound is really weird, as if it is recording some stories that happened in the past.
Tang Sanmu was also very curious, so he put forward this opinion.
Feng Xue was silent for a moment after hearing this. After all, the sound in this device was so weird. If possible, he really didn't want to experience it a second time.
But I think of those magical experiences I had when I watched Tang Sanmu’s live broadcast.
Now that this experience seems to be happening to him, he still has some expectations in his heart.
After a few seconds, Feng Xue finally took a deep breath: "I know about Master Tang, I'll go take a look!"
After saying that, Feng Xue went out and started the car, and then asked: "Do you need to get recording equipment or something?"