The driver didn't respond and kept driving. Gong Qi couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he saw the driver didn't reply. After all, he was a man and didn't have the delicate thoughts of a woman.

Gong Qi shouted directly at the driver without thinking: "Hey! What are you talking to? We are going to Panyang County. Follow our requirements and leave immediately, or I will file a complaint against you."

When the driver heard this, he paused for a moment, then let out a creepy smile. He slowly turned around to look at the two of them, and said with a sinister smile: "Gong Qi, have you forgotten who I am? Don't be afraid.

, I’m here to pick you up, Jiejiejiejiejie..."

After the driver finished speaking, Gong Qi could see clearly who the driver was. It was the dead Mao Xiaoming. Mao Xiaoming's tongue was almost hanging on his lap. He squinted his only remaining eye and looked at the two of them sinisterly. The other

A large amount of blood oozed from the empty eye sockets.

Gong Qi and Yuan Xiaohui shouted in horror when they saw this. At this moment, the turtle car had already driven to the edge of the cliff. Mao Xiaoming laughed darkly, and the car fell directly off the cliff.

The bodies of Gong Qi and Gong Qi were discovered the next morning. Gong Qi was dead when he was fished out, with his right eye pierced by a branch, while Yuan Xiaohui became a vegetative state.

Because two residents of House No. 44 died in succession, some people began to dig deeper into the house.

What is unbelievable is that there have been many murders in these two households before. Since then, House No. 44 has been marked as a haunted house, and no one dares to live there.

Until the 21st century, the online anchor industry emerged, and many people joined the self-media industry. However, no matter what they do, they require early investment and appropriate luck.

Chen Xiaohong is one of the self-media anchors and the owner of a studio. Unfortunately, her popularity has always been at the lowest level and her income is very little.

Just when Chen Xiaohong was worrying about how to increase her popularity, the only remaining photographer in the studio came over and asked: "Boss, when will my salary be paid?"

"Well... Lili, you also know that our studio is not very prosperous right now. Wait until next month. I will definitely send it to you next month."

Chen Xiaohong patted her chest and assured Lili that although the studio had been losing money, Lili still believed in Chen Xiaohong's words.

"Okay boss, I believe we will succeed one day, come on!"

Lili raised her fist and stuck out her tongue at Chen Xiaohong. Chen Xiaohong smiled bitterly and waved her hand to signal her to go out to work.

Just when Chen Xiaohong was at a loss what to do, the voice of the old man coughing suddenly came from the QQ dialog box.

Chen Xiaohong opened QQ and took a look. It was an application to add a friend. The netizen’s name was, ‘The Wrongful Soul of the Ancient House’.

Chen Xiaohong raised her eyebrows, wondering how someone could come up with such an online name. After clicking to agree, the ghost of the ancient house sent a message, "Hello, anchor Chen Xiaohong, I have an opportunity to make you popular.

"

Chen Xiaohong frowned when she saw this message, and typed on the keyboard to send a message, "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"Haha! I have seen your live broadcast before, but to be honest, it is not very new, but I have a good subject. Do you know about the haunted house live broadcast?"

"Haunted house live broadcast? What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, it is to live broadcast in a house where people have died. People nowadays live too comfortable and like to pursue excitement. However, the so-called haunted house is just talking about it. What era is it now, how can there be ghosts!"

When Chen Xiaohong saw this information, she was suddenly enlightened. Horror live broadcast is indeed a good subject, and since there are few others doing it now, it may indeed be an opportunity to become popular.

However, Chen Xiaohong was still wary of this netizen, and quickly typed on the keyboard to send a message, "Who are you, and why should I trust you?"

As soon as the message was sent, a photo was sent from the other side. The photo showed a man wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. His dressing style was like a Mao suit from the time of liberation. His appearance was elegant and elegant.

Chen Xiaohong didn't think much about it, thinking it was a period photo taken. At this moment, the ghost of the ancient house sent another message.

"The photo is me. I am also a live broadcast enthusiast. I will live broadcast with you when the time comes. I have already chosen the location, Dongming Road, ancient residential area, Residence No. 44. You can check it on Baidu

Let’s talk about the rumors about House No. 44.”

After sending this message, the ghost of the ancient house went offline directly. Chen Xiaohong looked at the message and murmured: "The name does sound like a horror anchor, and this person is quite handsome, and he doesn't look like a bad person. If

Live broadcasting with him might actually become a hit."

Chen Xiaohong closed QQ and opened Du Niang, and began to search the Internet for rumors about residence No. 44.

"Hey! There really is this haunted house. Forty years ago, two murders occurred in House No. 44. Two people were hanged from the big locust tree in the courtyard. Their right eyes were gouged out. The two heads of the household accidentally fell down.

, one died on the spot, and the other became a vegetative state due to brain injury.”

Chen Xiaohong looked at the news and scrolled to the bottom. There was a line of small words written at the bottom. Do not enter this house. Anyone who enters this house will be cursed.

Chen Xiaohong smiled disapprovingly when she saw this line of small words. Naturally, she would not believe these nonsense. Most of them were just a picture at the beginning, and the content was all edited.
Chapter completed!