Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 33: Walk with a dead body

Chapter 33 Walking with a dead body

"Sakura! Hideki!" I frantically slapped the iron sheet on the water storage tank: "Open the lid, open the lid quickly!"

No one responded, and I was going crazy with anxiety. There was no air circulation in here, and after shouting a few times, I felt dizzy and out of breath.

The arm gradually weakened, and the mobile phone in the palm of the hand slipped to the ground.

The jar wasn't too big, but I couldn't find where the exit was. I fumbled inch by inch until my face turned blue and my veins burst.

I have never experienced anything like this before, and I only felt real fear in this sealed water storage tank.

It had nothing to do with ghosts, it was a pure fear of death.

Severely hypoxic, I rubbed my cheeks with both hands, and my fingernails dug out bloodstains. It was too painful to cry out. I curled up at the bottom of the tank like a live fish that had been drained of water.

"Why are you killing me?"

In a daze, that voice sounded again.

I tried my best to open my eyes, as if I saw a boy with bleeding pinky jump into the water storage tank, he closed the lid with his own hands, and slowly sank into the dark and cold water.

Lonely and fear surrounded him. Facing death, his body began to struggle instinctively. He even called for help, but no one answered, until all organs stopped functioning, his body lost temperature and became stiff.

"I don't want to die, but why do you want to kill me?" The stiff body that should have died floated to my side, staring at me with bulging eyes like dead fish: "Why did you want to kill me?"

Having fallen into a semi-conscious state, I tried to push him away with the last of my strength, but it was of no avail. A pair of hands with biting coldness grabbed my neck.

"Why are you killing me!"

"Crack!"

The face was slapped heavily, the darkness in front of my eyes was broken like a mirror, and a delicate and delicate face was looking at me.

"Sakura?" I found myself lying in the tin can, my body was wet.

The boy I saw and the voice I heard before all no longer exist, it seems to be just my hallucination.

"Are you okay?" Hideki stood above the water tank: "Fortunately, Yingzi found something wrong, otherwise you might never wake up."

I staggered up, lay down on the water inlet to breathe the air outside: "What I saw just now seemed to be the scene of Guo Junjie's death. He was screaming and struggling, saying that you killed him."

"Everyone in Xinhu High School is in danger, who cares about him? Besides, if we can kill him in advance, maybe the tragedy will not happen." Xiumu also has some truth in what he said: "Guo Junjie has always been Watching us in secret, he won't let you conduct the investigation smoothly."

After Xiumu said this, I also understand that my current situation is very dangerous, and I may be killed by that resentful ghost at any time.

To be honest, I was really scared just now, and I was tricked unconsciously. There is still a shadow in my heart. I guess I will not dare to enter a small and closed space alone for a while.

"Yakko, you stay here with me first, I'm a little flustered." Regardless of whether Yingzi is a human or a ghost, at least she saved me just now, and I should trust her a little more.

Finding the slipped mobile phone, I took a photo towards the corner of the jug, and the tattered school uniform was still thrown there.

"This should be Guo Junjie's relic." He picked up the school uniform and spread it on the tin can. There was nothing unusual on the back, but there was a mass of black blood on the place where it touched the chest.

"It's a bit strange." The blood stains on the school uniform were soaked by the blood from the wound on the chest of the deceased. The strange thing is that the blood stains are evenly distributed, and it doesn't look like a penetrating wound caused by a sharp weapon.

I compared the school uniform to myself, and pressed my hand to the place with the heaviest blood stain: "This place is the heart."

What kind of wound can cause uniform bleeding and is difficult to heal?

Two words appeared in my mind: "Skinning!"

Reminiscent of Guo Junjie cutting off his little finger and giving it to Shen Mengting as a gift, my last sympathy for Guo Junjie disappeared, "He is completely crazy. Although such a person still has a human appearance, his actions are just like devils. , Mental distortion, reckless."

Looking in the pockets of the school uniform, I also found a class photo, but unfortunately, it has been soaked in water for too long, and all the faces on it have been blurred.

"When he was dying, he still carried the photo, not because he had nostalgia in his heart, it was more like a medium of curse, he wanted everyone in the photo to have a bad death." I put the photo on I put it in my pocket with Guo Junjie's last love letter, searched around, but there was no clue.

"Let's go, go burn the trench, this nightmare should have an end."

Climbing out of the water storage tank, the harvest is not bad. Next, we just need to follow the vines to find Guo Junjie's body.

The place where the garbage is disposed of is in the deepest part of the campus. The ground is overgrown with weeds, and the more you walk, the more desolate you feel.

The cold wind blows into my clothes, and thinking that there may be a large number of corpses buried in the ground under my feet, I quicken my pace.

"Here we go!"

Two bungalows are next to the school wall, the gates are locked, and there are strange seals on the windows.

"Anchor, we can't accompany you the rest of the way, we can't enter this house." As soon as he got close to the burning pit, Xiumu's face became ugly, his smooth skin was uncontrollably cracked sign.

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Hideki's reaction probably had something to do with the seals on the windows. I took a closer look and found that there were strange runes drawn on all the seals, because there was a lesson learned in the Anxin Hotel. , so I didn't tear it up without being reckless.

"At this time, I really need to ask a professional." I asked for help in the live broadcast room, but it turned out that there were many people who bluffed and pretended to be fake, but few of them were reliable.

"Is Liu Banxian here? Is Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain?" I just remembered Banxian now, but unfortunately he is not online today.

"Yuanchen Hanging Soul Talisman? If you tear the paper of the mere talisman, will it be torn?" Among all the barrages, there was one that caught my attention. The person who issued the barrage was called Wan Daochang.

The reason why I pay attention to him is not because what he said is so reasonable, but because this man has a very strong tone, and he opens his mouth like a **** tone that the sun rises in the east and I am the only invincible.

"Human life is at stake, what is the best strategy for you water friends?"

"Call the police, the signboard of our live broadcast room is to call the police if there is a disagreement!"

"Why call the police? You listen to me, kick the door three times first, and then use your internal force to disperse the evil spirits with your buttocks. As the saying goes, kicking a widow's door at night is the only way to become a master. "

"A group of nonsense guys, listen to me, the anchor, I am a professional, a student of the third phase of Harbin Buddhist College, proficient in Guanyin sitting..."

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The barrage was so fast that I stood at the door and didn't dare to act rashly, paying special attention to the ID of Daochang.

"Yuanchen is one of the eight-character gods, also known as Dacon, and can be described as extremely vicious. Seeing evil spirits and disasters increases, especially at the end of great fortune. Males are ugly, right and wrong, voices are thick and shameless, gluttonous and obscene; There are many disasters for women, mixed voices, adultery and rudeness, and rebellious children."

"The corpse hidden in the house was ordered to bring Yuanchen with him during his lifetime, but after his death he turned into a fierce earth-bound evil spirit. The resentment was so heavy that ordinary talismans were useless. Trapped."

I stared at Wan Daochang's barrage. Although I couldn't see the doorway, I felt that it was much more reliable than others.

"I don't know how to destroy Yuanchen Shensha? What if the Taoist priest has a magic trick?" I lowered my posture, pretending to be cold at this time, if I let him go away, I should really cry.

"Boy, are you an ordinary person trying to fight against Yuan Chen? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."

Liu Banxian said that to me back then, but Liu Banxian's way of expressing it is much more euphemistic.

"Master Daoist, if you want to be truly enlightened, please give me some pointers, I am very grateful."

"It's hard to talk about Taoism reaching the sky, but looking at the fifty years of modern times, it's hard to find a monk who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me. That's all, today I will teach you a way to escape from death!"

Many water friends in the live broadcast room expressed contempt for this stinky and arrogant voice, and I was also drumming in my heart. Is this a patient with severe secondary disease, or a fairy priest with real talents?

"Your boy is ignorant and incompetent. If you want to crack Yuanchen, you need to have the courage to go your own way. Only by facing adversity can you find a glimmer of life in the midst of nine deaths!"

"Daoist, you don't need to judge me, just tell me what to do."

"The God of Fiends is fierce. If you hit no ghosts, you can't make good fortune, and if you don't kill, you can't become authority. I want you to have no distractions, no fear, find the dead body of Yuanchen from the ghost servants in the corpse mountain, and then Walk with the corpse on your back!"

"Back, carry the corpse?"

"Find a place where you can see the brilliance and drop it from a high place. If his body is smashed to pieces, you will have no worries tonight. If his resentment does not dissipate, you will surely die."