Chapter 0005: Start Live Broadcast

At this moment, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room were in a frenzy

Upstairs, I see it now, you are just a plant for the host

I switch the lens, as there are many friends around, which may help me see more things

"Hey! Those upstairs, I haven't read much, so don't deceive me! Where is the female lead? I don't want to see a male lead with kidney deficiency; I want to see a fair-skinned, beautiful woman with a big chest and long legs."

I shook my head, and the fear within me was somewhat alleviated by the playful antics of the viewers

They are just clamoring to see some online performance, and I am explaining with a bit of a headache

However, the heavens do not always fulfill human wishes. Before long, the tranquility of the room was abruptly shattered by a sudden knock on the door

The scene shifts, and a pale face of a man in his twenties appears on the screen

The host has great acting skills! I almost got deceived. This young lady dressed as a ghost has a nice figure! Let's see her face, I strongly request to see her face!

I have heard of this bun shop, it is truly quite eerie. It is said that all the women have long black hair, wear red long dresses, and have their throats cut, bleeding to death!

Room 4 has consistently shown no abnormalities, and the water friends have been cursing me as a fraud, while the rising popularity continues to decline. However, I am not concerned at all and only hope that this night can remain calm.

The locked door was unexpectedly opened, and a woman with a book walked in.

Boss Li's battle with Bald Qiang? Goodness, this is quite extreme!

My first instinct is that the woman has returned

I have also heard about it and seen photos from the scene, it was truly bloody... Nowadays, people really prioritize money over life, willing to do anything for fame.

Hurry! Close the door! Close the door! The woman shrank in fear to the corner of the bed, as if there were something extremely terrifying outside

How could it be you? My eyes widened in disbelief

At this moment, there is not a single viewer in the live broadcast room, which is rather desolate

This woman in the red dress is the one who handed me the black phone the day before yesterday, the woman with mental illness

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room instantly decreased by half

Of course I saw it, let me predict the following plot: the host battles two red-dressed female ghosts throughout the night, ultimately exhausting himself to death, truly terrifying!

What comes into view is a woman with long black hair, whose large body appears small in the perspective of the cat's eye, making her look particularly strange

Click!

Indeed, the moral standards of society are declining

Staring wide-eyed at my own reflection on the screen feels quite strange, and sitting alone in a gloomy room where someone has died gives me an eerie feeling all over

"Open the door." The woman's voice was slightly altered, and her pale hand rested on the doorknob, followed by the sound of the doorknob turning.

The woman seems not to recognize me anymore, her expression showing no signs of emotion, her gaze hollow like that of a puppet

I have to communicate with these friends online, and there are still long nights to get through. I can't just sit idle in my room all the time

The crimson skirt swayed, and the woman, like a specter, walked barefoot to the bedside, sat down, and remained motionless with her head bowed

Who are you

"How did you come here? What exactly is wrong with this phone?" I asked the woman, leaning in a bit closer, my voice filled with anger

As time passes second by second, the popularity of the live broadcast room continues to rise

My heart tightened as I closed the door and quickly locked it.

I am not joking at all; I used to live nearby, and just being close to that bun shop gives me a creepy feeling. Host, you are truly brave

The host and the two young ladies appeared somewhat unfamiliar with each other, but the atmosphere was well created, successfully arousing my curiosity

Hello, Boss Li; Goodbye, Boss Li

I hesitantly walked to the door and peeked outside

Although I have watched many live broadcasts, this is my first time as a host, and I am unsure how to liven up the atmosphere

Live broadcast is starting ... ...

Some viewers believe, while others do not; your exchanges have certainly enlivened the live broadcast room

"Strange Tales Live Room? What is this?"

Black long hair, red long dress, a young woman, hit, completely hit! Is she human or a ghost?

Where is the promised beautiful dancer, undressing online

I knew I was being deceived again

I turned back and saw only the open door and the dimly lit corridor outside

I stood at the door, filled with uncertainty, hesitant to approach her lightly

Hello everyone, welcome to the ghost story live broadcast room. I forced a smile at the camera and awkwardly greeted the audience

I said, there must be a female host

Dear viewers, this is a serious live broadcast, featuring a peculiar adventure program. There is no female lead, only a righteous male host. My surname is Li, and you can call me Boss Li

However, the audience seems quite adept at entertaining themselves; within a brief span of about ten minutes, various comments have already started to flood in, showcasing the true nature of the viewers.

I was startled and quickly stepped back

This is the legendary Room 4, and tonight I will be staying here... I walked around the room with my large-screen phone, showing the situation here to my friends online.

However, it seems that the audience was drawn in by some kind of colored advertisement

Look at this dimly lit small hotel, look at this male protagonist with a face that suggests kidney deficiency, look at this persistent sense of déjà vu from the video, there is only one truth... that is—live online performance

Let me introduce to everyone the place where I am. The Eight Immortals Steamed Bun Shop, I wonder if you have heard of it? Yes, it is the steamed bun shop known for its human meat char siu buns.

I apologize, but may I switch rooms with you tonight? Here is the key to room 3. I bent down and pushed the key through the gap under the door.

I stared blankly at myself on the screen, feeling somewhat unaccustomed for a moment

After the baozi shop closed, the owner converted the property into short-term rentals. It is rumored that in Room 4, a woman meets a tragic end here every six months

What?

I inadvertently caught a glimpse of the bullet screen, and my body stiffened; despite it being a scorching hot day, I felt a chill run through me.

I have my doubts; will there really be an audience for this bizarre ghost story live stream?

This is my room A low, cold voice came from outside the door The woman outside had her head bowed, her long hair covering her face I could not see her features, but I could tell she was wearing a red long dress

"The pants are all off, and this is what you show me?"

Knock knock knock

Wow, that's really scary... So, are there really no sexy female streamers

At this moment, the woman slowly raised her head, her long black hair cascading to the sides, revealing a mature and beautiful face that bore a vacant expression

Who

With one hand holding a Swiss Army knife and the other holding a large-screen smartphone, I arrived at the door and pressed my eye against the peephole

Bullet screen integration in progress

Close the door quickly, don't let it in!" the woman shouted in a high-pitched voice

Madam, wait a moment...

Fortunately, it wasn't long before some audience members came in

What on earth? I clearly clicked on the beautiful avatar, so why did this strange thing come up?

The woman froze for a moment, her vacant gaze slowly focusing, but her eyes passed over me, looking behind me. Suddenly, her eyes widened in terror.

The young lady's acting is somewhat exaggerated, however, the breathy benefits, I like...

Wait, didn't you see that on the other side of the corridor, there is a woman wearing a red dress as well

The woman's scream ceased, and she huddled breathlessly at the foot of the bed, her chest rising and falling.

At the other end of the corridor, at the dark stairway entrance, strange sounds faintly emerged, as if something truly was approaching.