MTL - My Five Elements Lack You-Chapter 58 Sunset
The time is close to twelve o'clock, the streets are empty, and there is no passing car.
A few people were at the crossroads, surrounded by a bowl of rice, waiting quietly for the scent of the top to burn to ashes. This process is about ten minutes. During this period, Xiaomi has been interacting with the audience in the live broadcast. The audience asked Xiaomi to be afraid. Xiaomi’s expression is pitiful and she is a little scared, but she is not particularly convinced of these things. Everyone will be when she is breaking the superstition. Of course, in this process, the audience's gifts still have not stopped. At this time, it is almost late at night, and the popularity of the live broadcast room is getting higher and higher. Zhou Jiayu looks at the popularity of the three million is a bit stunned: "There are so many people watching ?"
“Is the data changed in the background between the live broadcasts?” Shen Yiqian asked.
Zhou Jiayu shook his head: "No need, this data will not change, she is the first."
At this time, most of the anchors have already gone to rest, and tomorrow is the day of work. If the general situation, there is a high value of hundreds of thousands of people, but the popularity of Xiaomi’s live broadcast is still rising. From two million hard and rushing to go to three million.
"It's very interesting." Lin Biao said coldly. "I think this data is really true, but I don't know if it is a ghost."
The expressions of several people are not very good, even dignified.
The fragrance of Xiaomi has already burned to the end. She laughs, bends over the bowl, then simply stirs the incense and rice with chopsticks, so that the two things are completely integrated, saying: "Already ready, we want Open it."
She divided the rice in the bowl into a few points and handed it to her companions.
The companions took the bowl and started to paste white rice one by one. Among them, a girl with relatively small courage showed some hesitant expression. Xiaomi was a small voice: "If you can't accept it, next time. It is not possible to broadcast live together. After all, we are also talking to the audience and we are responsible for the audience."
When she said this, the audience in the live broadcast room began to squat, let the girl swallow the meal quickly.
In desperation, the girl swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice mixed with fragrant ash, but she was the least eaten among them.
Xiaomi ate all the remaining rice, then threw the bowl into the trash can next to him and said, "Oh, it seems that it has no effect."
The streets are very quiet, except for a few of them, there is no pedestrian, and no one can be seen. The wind is very big, blowing and blowing, blowing the hair of Xiaomi.
Several of them looked around as if they really wanted to see something dirty, but from the expression that they had nothing to change, this idea seemed to fail.
"I really don't have it." Xiaomi said, "I said this is a feudal superstition. You must not believe it at random. There is no ghost in this world..."
When she said the last word, suddenly someone made a scream.
Xiaomi was scared and stunned, and his expression even became awkward: "Are you sick? What do you call so bad?"
The screaming girl is the one who eats the least rice. She squints with her hands and hands, and the whole person is kneeling on the ground, and her mouth is mad like: "Shadow - Shadow - Our shadow -"
Xiaomi frowned and said: "Nervous disease!" However, when she lowered her head and looked at the shadow that the girl said, the expression was completely frozen.
Zhou Jiayu saw a deep fear from her eyes. At this time, the camera had not turned to the shadow. They didn't know what happened, and they heard a scream of the same scream in Xiaomi's mouth.
"The trough, what is this, our shadow?" The picture suddenly shook, and Zhou Jiayu could only faintly hear the general content, shadows and shadows from the horror of several people.
The same doubts as Zhou Jiayu, as well as the audience in the live broadcast, only Xiaomi, who has always attached importance to the audience's reaction and his image, has no time to take care of it. Judging from the lens, they seem to be trying to run in one direction. The camera hangs down directly from her chest. The picture is very messy and I can't see the situation around.
"Where are we, where are we?" A scream of screams, and then Zhou Jiayu heard a huge brake and crash, the picture was directly black, and the live broadcast was interrupted.
Just at the moment of the live broadcast interruption, Zhou Jiayu noticed that the number on the upper right of the live page stayed for a moment on the number of 4.444 million, and then almost instantly, it changed back to more than one million.
There is no doubt that this Xiaomi and her friends have really encountered something dirty.
The room was quite quiet. Everyone didn't talk for a while. Finally, Shen Yipeng broke the silence and said, "Is it okay? I finally heard the sound of the car."
"Forget it, go back to rest." Lin Biao said, "It’s useless to worry now. It’s dawn tomorrow, I’ll ask someone to check it out.”
It seems that this can only be done. It’s almost a little early in the morning, and it’s useless to worry.
A few people summed up and went back to the room to rest.
Zhou Jiayu looked at the forum before going to sleep, and found that the forum said that it was all about this matter, and Xu Jinyu also sent him a private letter and asked him to watch the live broadcast tonight.
Zhou Jiayu said that he watched the live broadcast.
There was no information back from Xu Jinyu. I didn’t know if I was asleep or if I was not in front of the computer. Zhou Jiayu waited for a while, but I didn’t wait until I went to sleep.
The quality of his sleep was good this night, at least not a strange dream, and I slept until the next day.
The next morning, Zhou Jiayu went downstairs to make breakfast. It was a bit late to sleep yesterday. Today, when everyone got up in the morning, it was almost nine o'clock. Zhou Jiayu had a convenient map. He cooked some noodles with the chicken soup left yesterday and fried a few poached eggs. He will eat it. .
Although he is a casually made food, a few people in the house are still particularly supportive, and the soup is not left. Lin Zhushui had something to go out yesterday. Today is the breakfast with them.
So taking advantage of this time, Lin Biao simply told Lin Zhushui about last night's business.
"I have never saved myself from looking for a dead person." After listening to Lin, the tone was very cold. "I am not a Bodhisattva of all living beings. I have saved so much."
Although Lin Biao is helpless, but it seems that the answer to Lin Zhushui is not strange, she said: "You are a bit reasonable." To do their own work, there are many people who need to save, most of them. I accidentally encountered these things, but there are very few such deliberately taking my own life to make games and making fun of the ghosts. She has a good temper and looks like a stomach, not to mention that her temper is not good. It is.
"But she seems to be fine." Shen Yipeng took an omelette and looked at the phone after eating. "I still have a microblog explanation today."
“Explain?” Zhou Jiayu was a bit curious.
Shen Yipeng handed over the phone and said, "Hey, look at it yourself."
Zhou Jiayu took over a poor mobile phone and found that Xiaomi really sent a Weibo. The content of Weibo is about the unexpected explanation last night.
"We didn't encounter ghosts, but suddenly there was a car coming from the crossroads. We were shocked and ran away, but the mobile phone that was used exclusively for live broadcast accidentally fell to the ground and broke. So, the live broadcast suddenly stops, don't worry, we are very good." Under her microblog, it is a group photo of several people. From the background of the photo, it seems to be taken after dawn, and the number is also On the right side of the live broadcast last night.
Strange, Zhou Jiayu was puzzled and handed the phone to someone else.
After Lin Biao got the phone, she read the Weibo directly. She said, "So they are really okay?"
The photo is normal and I don't see any clues.
"I don't know." Shen Yipeng said, "But I saw that they said they would continue to broadcast live for a few days."
“Is it still live?” Shen Erbai shook his head. “Are they trying to get rid of feudal superstitions, or just to make those gifts?”
Zhou Jiayu sighed: "It is estimated that both have it."
On the night of last night, he gave a general look at the gifts that the audience brushed. It is estimated that there are five figures in the rough, and the income is so high that it is worthwhile for some people to take risks.
"Isn't this dead?" Lin Biao's expression was a bit suspicious, but if you think about it, if the big living people really have something wrong, the police station will definitely receive a message, since this time it will be calm. Bo, it should be said that they have nothing to do, at least not a major event.
Lin Zhushui is not interested in this matter. It is very cold from beginning to end. It can be seen from his attitude. He is very unwilling to see people who are not looking for something, even to the point where they are too lazy to reason.
Nothing happened, they are still alive, and their fears seem to be superfluous.
Zhou Jiayu looked at the comments under Weibo and found that most people are still worried about the safety of the anchor. They are also urging the anchor to stop. Of course, there are also some people who don’t want to watch the fun, even Still providing some more horrible methods, I want the anchor to try it next time.
Zhou Jiayu looked at the message and suddenly noticed one of the users. The user's avatar was a bit familiar. After he opened the big picture, he found that the microblog was the one who was scared and ran downstairs. He was called Xiaoshu by Xiaomi. of. Curiosity drove, Zhou Jiayu clicked into her Weibo.
This girl's Weibo is very refreshing, mostly for some daily life. From the photos, her living conditions should be good.
However, the most attractive to Zhou Jiayu's attention is her top Weibo. It is a recruiting notice. If there are other people who are willing to participate in the live broadcast, they can contact her. The requirements are very low. One is bold. Second, it must be the city.
Zhou Jiayu said: "How many people are there in this organization?" He saw this Weibo and thought about it carefully. He found that the faces of Xiaomi’s two live broadcasts seemed to be different, but they all paid attention to Xiaoshu. I have not noticed anyone else for a while.
"I don't know." Shen Yipeng said, "They seem to have fan groups. I will add them to see."
The popularity of this millet is really high, and there are more than 20 fans in the crowd. Shen Yipeng added a newest one and found that the group is very lively. Most of the group members are talking about some and have a relationship with the spirit. Things.
Zhou Jiayu sat next to Shen Yiqian and looked at his mobile phone screen. He said, "Hey? Look at his group announcement, it seems that there are writing how to join this organization."
After Shen Yipeng opened, I saw that the group announcement was really there. It was written in great detail and the conditions were a little more than those on Weibo. It was said that it was necessary to fill in the information. After the initial review and review, the internal group could be added.
Shen Yijun said: "So trouble? But it seems that people should be quite a lot..."
Zhou Jiayu quite agrees with Shen Yipeng’s statement that these dozens of groups add up to tens of thousands of people, and the organizers have to estimate that there are hundreds of them.
"Otherwise, if we fake an identity, let's go in and see?" Shen Yipeng proposed.
"Let's just do it." Lin Biao's interest also cooled down. It seems that the impression of this group and the anchor is not very good. Also, they used to eat this meal. They watched people like Xiaomi ignore their own lives. It’s normal to be safe and arrogant. And since now that there is no life, then why bother to insert a foot.
Zhou Jiayu said: "Oh, look."
So he and Shen Yipeng negotiated to engage in a fake identity, and mixed in to see. This information review is very strict, and even requires a photo of the ID card. Shen Yiqian thought about it and went to Mito Xiuxiu, and then used his photo to create an ID card.
Zhou Jiayu looked stunned and thought that there was such an operation. Shen Yi was sighed and said: "Before I was here at the age of fourteen, I was an internet addiction teenager. Later, I stopped."
In combination with what Shen Yiqian said before, Zhou Jiayu thought that when he was fourteen years old, the days should be wonderful.
The two of them are smashing the computer, and everyone else has gone to do their own thing. In a few days, Shen Yusi and Shen Erbai seem to be going out to buy special jade. This is the task that Lin has told him to do. They are naturally doing their best.
After knowing that there was no dead, Lin Biao had no interest in Xiaomi’s anchor. According to her, since she was fine, she was too lazy to participate. As for whether she would be unlucky, she was looking for something, she was only I am too lazy to manage it.
Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqian are simply curious, and Lin Zhushui does not have the meaning to control, a pair of attitudes from them.
The process of reviewing in this group was a bit slow, but during the period, Zhou Jiayu found that people spent most of the time talking about the magical game. At night, it was very lively, and even the group friends actively played live games. Games such as pens are the most popular because the venues and tools needed are relatively simple.
Zhou Jiayu had a reply to Xu Jinyu’s news last night. Xu Jinyu returned a private letter to Zhou Jiayu, saying that something was wrong.
Zhou Jiayu is a bit confused: "Is it an accident? Are you talking about live broadcast? But the anchor is not still posting Weibo today? People should be fine."
Xu Jinxi did not reply, sent a picture to Zhou Jiayu, Zhou Jiayu opened the picture, saw the picture above and took a breath, it was a tragic scene of a car accident, a truck hit On the wall across the road, the wall was almost collapsed by the truck, and there were several passers-by lying on the ground.
After Zhou Jiayu looked carefully, he found out that the truck had been in the place where he had seen it before. That’s right. This is the place where Xiaomi lived last night.
"Five deaths and one injury, the injured person is still in the hospital, the truck driver is gone, and now after the initial inspection, it is said that the brake failure caused." Xu entered the sentence again.
Zhou Jiayu: "...when did the car accident happen?"
Xu entered the road: "Last night."
Zhou Jiayu looked at the picture and his expression was a little stiff. He said that he had a head in his head and said, "Hey, what is this?" He also saw the picture opened on the desktop. "Is this a photo of a car accident?" ”
Zhou Jiayu nodded: "Yes, this car accident happened last night."
Shen Yipeng said: "Last night? Are they not broadcasting live? Or is this the last night?"
Zhou Jiayu did not say anything, but asked the names of the people who had entered the accident.
"All young people." Xu entered the road. "But these six people have not appeared in the live broadcast."
Zhou Jiayu said: "There have not been six? It means that they have nothing to do with the live broadcast?"
Xu Jin said: "I don't know, the rest of the people are in a coma. I don't know if I have to wait until he wakes up."
Seeing so much information, Zhou Jiayu also obviously felt that something was wrong. Xu Jinwei comforted two sentences and said that he didn't have to worry too much. His master had taken over this matter and began a detailed investigation.
Since Xu Jinyu said so, Zhou Jiayu did not worry too much. After all, Xu Chengyu’s master can be a judge of the competition together with Lin Zhushui, and the strength is definitely not much worse.
In the next few days, Xiaomi still appeared on the live broadcast platform, and lived a variety of strange and strange ways. Because of that night's accident, her popularity was getting higher and higher. Many people stayed up late to cultivate the fairy. Watch her live stream.
Zhou Jiayu told Lin Biao about the information that Xu Jinyu told him.
After Lin Biao listened to it, he made a judgment for a while, and made a judgment similar to Zhou Jiayu. Since Xu Cheng’s master Xu Jian took over the matter, they didn’t have to worry too much.
However, after knowing that Zhou Jiayu and Xu Jinyu had a connection, Lin Biao asked a few questions about the relationship between Zhou Jiayu and Xu Jinyu. Of course, she asked more euphemistically, Zhou Jiayu did not feel What's the problem.
"At that time, he participated in the competition with him." Zhou Jiayu answered very honestly. "He later posted the name on the forum with the name of the dead girl, deliberately deceiving the group of people without using a mobile phone..."
Lin Biao: "..." It turns out that Xu Jinyu is the ugly vest.
Although Lin Biao means that they don't have to deal with this matter, Shen Yi's fake identity is still in the inner group of Xiaomi's psychic organization according to the previous plan.
After entering, Shen Yipeng discovered that the people in the internal group were actually much more than they had guessed, and had already reached more than a thousand.
The reviewers seem to prefer younger ages, and they are quite tolerant of Shen Yipeng, who is still a few months old, and he is more enthusiastic after knowing the family background of the left-behind children.
Zhou Jiayu said: "There are so many people in this group?"
Shen Yipeng said: "Yes, and most of the ages are quite small."
Zhou Jiayu thought about the raw face that appeared in the live room last night. He didn't pay attention to it before. Now think about it, those people don't look old at all. I want to be a newborn calf and not afraid of tiger. Xiaomi is the one they are looking at. People young and fearless?
Shen Yipeng has experienced so much with Lin Bingshui. There has been no such innocent thought that there is no ghost in the world. It is impossible for him to go out to play the spiritual game. It is impossible in this life, so I see the group. When he was on the scene of a large death, he shrank himself on the sofa and wrapped himself up with a small quilt, and became a dog: "These people are really big."
Zhou Jiayu quite agrees.
Shen Yipo said: "There are still more than a dozen ran out to play this kind of game today, change me..." He looked at the dark sky outside the window, and said very seriously, "I changed to sleep in the bed." ""
Zhou Jiayu said: "They didn't play with Xiaomi?"
Shen Yipeng said: "No, organizers are actually more than Xiaomi, but Xiaomi is on the air, so it can attract a lot of fans, and so on, and there are other people to play with."
Zhou Jiayu did not understand a bit: "So what are they doing?"
Shen Yijun said: "Probably the map stimulus?"
The eyes of the two met, and they all remembered something that knocked on their door some night. The stimulation was really exciting, and their fragile heart could not stand it.
Zhou Jiayu quickly smashed two weasels to ease the fluctuations in the heart.
Shen Yiqian did not have a weasel to lick, so he wrapped his little quilt tighter, and muttered in his mouth: "It is not easy to see dirty things? Go out with you to eat the night owl, this thing will not work together... ..."
Zhou Jiayu: "...Black, you can easily lose me by saying this."
Shen Yipeng said: "Is it not?"
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Recalling what happened in the past, he felt that he had no way to refute Shen Yipeng.
"But they are not very far from us." Shen Yi is poor. "It’s in the city next door. When I get inside, we might be able to broadcast live with that Xiaomi."
Zhou Jiayu looked at the appearance of Shen Yijun, and immediately said that even if he did not, he would not go.
Shen Yipeng said: "Ah, then I am going alone?"
Zhou Jiayu said: "I am going to play with those physiques, isn't it looking for death?" It doesn't matter if you don't play, it's estimated that even the body can't come back.
Shen Yijun said: "It makes sense..."
Then Shen Yi poor decided to wait a few more days to see what the ultimate purpose of this group of people is.
However, Shen Yipeng had not waited for any results. Xiaomi had another accident. This time, a group of them played **** Mary in an old building. During the live broadcast, the audience heard a huge noise. And a few people screams, then the live broadcast was interrupted.
The next day, a news article went to the newspaper and said that the old building that was going to be demolished suddenly collapsed. As a result, some people found the bodies of young people in the ruins...
But what makes people feel the most incredible is that Xiaomi, which should have been buried in the rubble, is still unscathed. She sent a Weibo, saying that she and her companions were not injured, and fled before the accident in the old building. The few dead young people have nothing to do with her.
Under the Weibo, which is safe, it is still accompanied by a group of smiling people.
The background of this photo is still a picture of the sun, but Zhou Jiayu found something wrong this time. He pointed at the photo and said reluctantly: "Shen Yi poor, look at this photo."
Shen Yipeng said: "What happened?"
Zhou Jiayu said: "How do I feel that this is not like sunrise, but... sunset?"
Shen Yi’s expression also froze.
The author has something to say: Zhou Jiayu: Why don't you eat?
Lin by the water: full.
Zhou Jiayu: What to eat?
Lin by the water: jealous.
Zhou Jiayu: ..._(:з"∠)_
