After the car started, Feng Xue's hands were still trembling slightly, and she couldn't help but ask: "Master Tang, I still want to ask one more question, can you guarantee that there is no danger?"
Tang Sanmu nodded: "Don't worry, nothing will happen.
Just to take a look, whether it can be solved depends on the situation on site."
At this time, Tang Sanmu had some guesses in his mind, but he needed to see more specific circumstances before he could truly make a conclusion.
Not long after the car drove, Feng Xue led the friends to a dilapidated building.
This place is really old, and it is actually not unfamiliar, because after it was abandoned, some film crews often came here to shoot scenes.
The surroundings are protected, and it is really not easy to get close unless you are a relevant practitioner.
This old building has appeared in many film and television works.
The wind and snow slowly walked into the old building. The floor had been in disrepair for many years, and the creaking sound made people feel hairy.
Especially when combined with the sound of birds chirping from time to time outside, and the cat's howling like a baby in the spring.
It adds a bit of mystery to this desolate ancient building.
Feng Xue bravely walked forward, talking to the live broadcast room friends and Tang Sanmu about some things as they walked forward.
Tang Sanmu also responded, he knew that Feng Xue was trying to eliminate the fear in his heart.
In fact, Tang Sanmu understood that Fengxue didn't have to come at all. Curiosity was a factor.
But the most important reason why he was trying to connect with him was that the scream was so shrill that it made him instinctively feel pity.
He was always thinking that there might be some spirit being suffering, and wondering if there was anything he could do to help.
Now he walked upstairs and stood in the corridor on the third floor. He held his mobile phone and adjusted the rear lens: "Master Tang, this is where I recorded the video. Those sounds were recorded from this place."
It was quiet at the moment, except for the wind from outside that penetrated through certain gaps and made a whistle-like sound.
Cats sometimes scratched on the wooden boards below, and birds even hit the windows of the old building.
I am Little Pineapple: I remember this place was well protected before, right? There were people coming to maintain it, why is it like this now?
Golden Requiem: Yes, I also have the impression that people could still visit it before!
Nether Maniac: Alas! After all, times have changed. Think about what time it is now. Everyone is thinking about the end of the world. Who has the heart to do this?
All friends felt regretful that the theory of doomsday still had a huge impact on people's lives.
People nowadays live a somewhat numb life, as if they are just waiting for death to come.
Even some friends in the live broadcast room think so. They come to the live broadcast room every day just to see when the end will really come.
The rear camera, combined with the flashlight Feng Xue specially brought, mapped the corridor very clearly.
The corridor at this time can only be described as dilapidated, with rat droppings all over the floor.
Tang Sanmu couldn't help but muttered: "Friend Qi, why don't you come and take some pictures in a place like this?"
Feng Xue smiled awkwardly: "Isn't this how to express the desolation? It feels much better than the created scene."
As he spoke, he walked forward slowly, the wooden boards creaking from time to time.
It looks really peaceful here, and it feels like nothing is going to happen.
Because at first glance, it gives the impression that this is a place where even ghosts would not want to come.
"It's roughly this location. The sound comes from this location."
"What you hear should not be the sounds of this era, but the sounds of the past.
I remember that the floor sound played in the equipment was very clear and crisp, and it could not have been produced by something so rotten."
Feng Xue nodded: "I think so too, so I wonder if the soul is trapped in some illusion.
Hasn’t your live broadcast room appeared before, the soul of the building?”
Tang Sanmu thought for a while: "Let's take a look first to see if the illusion can be shattered and the real scene can be presented."