Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 503: I found you
Chapter 503 I found you
Tick tock, tick tock...
The sound of water droplets falling came from the top of my head. My eyes were filled with fear, and I fixed my eyes on the floor tiles in front of me. Slanted words.
"I found you!"
Fear crawled down my spine like a poisonous snake into my brain. My scalp tingled and I shivered before I could react.
A drop of cold water dripped from the roof onto the back of my neck. My neck twisted a little like a rusty gear, and I raised my head to look behind me.
A part of the board on the top of the combination cabinet was pried open, and half of the scary stuffed bear got into the cabinet at this time!
The broken left hand was exposed, its head had been split in two, and the front half was hung upside down on the back, as if stuck in the gap on the top of the cabinet.
"If I'm a minute late, no, come out in ten seconds..." My face was livid, and the scene in my mind was forcibly interrupted by me, and I didn't dare to continue thinking about it.
"It's time to end." This opportunity is really rare. My endurance is much stronger than that of ordinary people. It only took less than a second to get out of fear, and my will manipulated my body to make the most reasonable judgment.
Raising the water glass in my hand, I poured the salt water on the stuffed bear without hesitation.
The body of the dirty plush doll is already soaked, and it is reasonable to see nothing when splashed with salt water, but the strange thing is that the body of the originally motionless plush toy deteriorates after being splashed with salt water. The rotten cotton wool began to swell outward like a twisted and struggling insect whose body had been cut off.
"Salt can drive away evil spirits, it seems that this plush bear is really not clean!" I put down the water glass, stepped forward, suppressed the fear in my heart, and opened my mouth to spit out the salt water in my mouth.
I moved my numb tongue, and when I was about to say the three words I won, an accident happened.
The stuffed bear cotton wool that was splashed with salt water was pulled out together with the rice. Its body became smaller and fell directly into the cabinet.
"Damn it!" I seldom swear during the live broadcast. This time, I was really forced to do nothing by this dream. I was targeted again and again, as if deliberately forcing me to act according to the memory of the dream owner. Same.
The eyes involuntarily looked at the combination cabinet, but before seeing the plush bear, a worse situation happened.
The TV flickered violently a few times, and then went black!
This dream seems to be challenging my limit. Almost as soon as the light disappears, I take out the cell phone of the underworld show and shine it on the cabinet door. At this time, I don't care if I will expose myself.
"The game ends normally, you need to pour the salt water in the cup on the stuffed bear first, then spit the water in your mouth on it, and finally you have to shout three times to win. I just spit out the salt water At that time, the plush bear just fell into the cabinet, and now I want to end the game according to the rules, I have to prepare another glass of salt water."
I don't know who invented this game, and what is the use of each step. At this time, I don't have time to go deep into the reason, and I just want to crack the dream as soon as possible.
In two or three seconds, I figured out a way, kicked the cabinet door shut, and ran straight to the kitchen.
The biggest difference between me and those horror movie protagonists is that I will never waste a moment of time, let alone yell something completely meaningless.
In the midst of this extreme danger, I was highly concentrated. Relying on the memory in my mind and the faint light of the mobile phone screen, I rushed into the kitchen quickly.
When I stepped into the kitchen, the door of the bedroom combination cabinet opened silently, and the plush bear with cuts all over the body was lying on the cabinet door, and the eyes made of black buttons were fixed on me.
The fruit knife was entwined with old cotton wool and red thread, and it suddenly moved!
It crawled on the floor like a resentful foundling, with its rag head hanging on its shoulders and cotton wool sticking out from the middle of its face, it crawled over! It's fast!
"Where's the salt?!" In the nick of time, the mind honed through many live broadcasts played a big role. Although the fear in my heart was indescribable, it did not affect my thinking and hand movements.
The plush bear is getting faster and faster! In a blink of an eye, it had already crawled out of the bedroom and entered the living room. Its old limbs supported the body, leaving a long water stain.
"I found it!" The room was very dark, and my vision was greatly limited. I relied on my memory of the first time I prepared salt water to touch the salt bag and kettle on the chopping board.
Pour water, sprinkle salt, and pour it into my mouth. The whole set of actions was completed in one go. With salt water in my mouth, I held up the mobile phone of the underworld show, facing the kitchen door.
There's nothing there, but I know the stuffed bear must be around there.
With salt water in my mouth, I couldn't speak. During this silent confrontation, the TV in the living room returned to normal.
The screen flickered, and a black and white picture emerged, illuminated by a faint cold light.
Behind the kitchen door, half of the worn-out doll's head was exposed crookedly.
"It's already come in? Still hiding at the door?!" Without saying a word, I strode over to spit the salt water in my mouth at the plush bear, and then shouted three times——I won.
"Is the game over?" I raised the kitchen knife on the chopping board and stared at the stuffed bear warily: "It seems that nothing has changed? Is it really over?"
I really wanted to chop the plush bear into pieces, but when I thought about the weirdness of this dream, I resisted the urge and decided to follow the rules of the game.
The apartment kitchen is still using an old-fashioned gas fire. I tried to light it a few times, but I went to the living room and found a lighter and a few books. I piled them together and lit them. I suddenly discovered a problem. The plush bear soaked in the bathtub for almost an hour could not be burned at all. The flame was quickly extinguished, and there was an unpleasant smell in the room.
"This game also sets a trap at the end. If you want to burn the stuffed bear, you have to dry it. , Those who play this game must have already encountered an accident." Looking at the stuffed bear that was blackened by the fire and became even uglier, I couldn't help but took two steps back.
"If the TV screen goes black again, will this stuffed bear get up?" Thinking of this, I looked at the TV, and the black and white picture was mixed with large snowflakes caused by signal interference. What, but I'm different, I have judgment, and what I'm best at is finding out the details of changes in a complex environment.
"The screen will flicker slightly every 1.5 seconds. At this time, there seems to be something else mixed in the picture." I walked to the TV, and after repeated identification, I was sure that what was mixed in the black and white picture on the TV was a The little boy who was physically punished, his lips kept opening and closing, as if he was talking about something.
"I seem to have seen this kid before." Thin, short, hunchbacked, isn't this the little boy I found in Ye Bing's group photo?
"Why did he appear in Ye Bing's dream? Or is this his dream? Something is wrong! I entered Ye Bing's dream. Why did this little boy appear? What is he and Ye Bing? Relationship?" From Ye Bing's information, it can be seen that the two have been studying in the same class from the time they entered elementary school until they graduated from elementary school, and all the clues were cut off after graduating from elementary school. , disappeared from Ye Bing's life completely and without leaving a trace.
"What is he talking about?" I don't know much about lip language, so I can only imitate my mouth and try to read a word - "Nine?"
"The number 9, or the Chinese character Jiu? Does it have a special meaning? Does it represent some kind of agreement?" May be different from normal people.
I stood up, looked at the clock on the wall, and suddenly found another problem, the clock stopped, and the time was fixed at 3:49 in the morning.
"Time stops? Or does the memory of the dream owner end at 3:49?" I was still immersed in my own thoughts, and the TV screen behind me went black again without warning.
Frozen in place, I hurriedly used my mobile phone to look for the plush bear.
"Where is it?" There was only a long water stain left on the floor, extending all the way to the door of the living room. I walked over carefully, put my hand on the door, and gently pulled it.
"The door is open!"