Now, the situation became completely strange.

While Yu Cha subconsciously held his breath, the audience was also crazily flooding the screen on the tablet computer in front of her.

The person who will watch Yucha live broadcast at this time is either her own fans or someone who has a certain interest in this type of live broadcast. However, even if the audience who have watched many so-called supernatural live broadcasts are a little confused about what happened tonight.

"I bet 50 cents, this is 100% acting"

"I understand the truth, and I think I'm acting, but why? Pangpang doesn't need to rely on this method to increase his fans."

"The previous NC fans won't explain"

"What else can it be if you are not acting? Yin-Yang Eyes? Medium? Please be careful of being checked in the water meter."

"But if this is really a script, I honestly said this is the most thoughtful performance I have ever seen, although the background of the story has not been explained to us clearly."

Regardless of what others think, Luo Feng has no intention of paying attention to Yu Cha and those viewers watching the live broadcast. He is in a state of high concentration and tension.

Compared with the somewhat mindless event task last night, although today's task is just as confused, it at least points out the object of the task from the beginning.

Almost without thinking, Luo Feng could guess the "her" in the task description, and the one who was lying on his back at this time was probably the one who was lying on his back.

In this way, there is only one problem left - how should he communicate with a suspected undead object?

After thinking about it, Luo Fengsi didn't come up with any good idea, so he could only rely on this semi-threatening method to fight for a little possibility of dialogue.

For some reason, after he found out what was pressing on his back, he also found that his limbs became extremely stiff. The cold air from his back seemed to be constantly invading his body and spreading to his limbs, which led to the situation that Yu Cha had seen before.

In any case, you must first ensure your own safety.

This is the conclusion that Luo Feng came to after the initial shock.

He was not sure whether his actions were effective, but he only had so many things he could do. If the task failed, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

"If you're interested in me... then talk to me about it?"

After trying hard to explain his suggestions, Luo Feng held his breath and listened carefully to the movements in his ears.

The surroundings were quiet, and Yu Cha, who was standing beside him, closed his mouth inexplicably and stared at him intently, with a very nervous expression, as if an extremely scary scene would appear in front of her at the next moment.

However, the fact is that Luo Feng did not hear any response except for the violent heartbeat in his chest.

He had thought that ghosts might not be able to communicate with words alone, but he could not think of any psychic method that could be achieved under the current conditions.

What's more, the oppression on his back always exists, that is, the ghost is still there, but she can't hear Luo Feng's words or she simply doesn't want to respond to Luo Feng.

So, should I change the content to attract the other person's attention?

At this time, Luo Feng's slightly confused thoughts suddenly remembered something. He tried to take a deep breath, and then said with difficulty again: "I know the murder that happened here fifteen years ago..."

In an instant, Luo Feng clearly felt the person on his back move.

The drooping wet and cold arms slowly tucked up from the side of his neck like a snake, and then a pair of hands pressed on his shoulders. It was not very hard, but it was enough to make Luo Feng's muscles tense up in an instant.

Is this a sign of interest?

Luo Feng couldn't get the answer for a while, but it was better to have a reaction than not, so he tried to continue talking.

"I got a note...it records some things about this hotel..."

"I'm not very clear about this because there are not many records above... but I know that there might have been a murder in this hotel fifteen years ago, and there were three people in total... I want to ask, are you one of them?"

What? A murder occurred in Fenglin Hotel? And what he said was...he really...

While Luo Feng was trying to make a cliché to the one he was on his back, Yu Cha, who also heard this, was shocked.

She suddenly didn't know what judgment she should make.

Should I determine that Luo Feng is just a mental patient? Or should I choose to believe what Luo Feng said?

Of course, she was unwilling to believe that Luo Feng could really talk to the ghost, but if she put this aside for the time being, she was also trying to understand the logic in Luo Feng's speech.

But if there was a murder case in Fenglin Hotel, why didn’t she find it online? Could it be that her search engine is really that bad?

Just as the young female anchor was in her own thoughts, Luo Feng was also thinking about it.

After tentatively asking the question, he still did not get any answer, but he keenly realized that the hands pressed on his shoulder suddenly increased a little force.

It's a bit inexplicably terrifying when I think about it.

Obviously, the things lying on his back at this moment cannot be a living person, but she can touch part of herself to him. The nature of this phenomenon is actually no less than that when you suddenly see a person in the mirror come out.

Trying to suppress the extreme discomfort in his heart, Luo Feng pursed his lips and continued to whisper: "I don't know what is on me that aroused your interest, but yesterday I stopped me from killing that perverted person... It should be you? So I think, you should not be hostile to me, or to say we don't have any hostility?"

When talking about the word "man", Luo Feng paused without notice.

In fact, even he himself didn't know why he felt so awkward at this moment, as if he was really treating the object he was currently in conversation as a ghost.

She used to be a human being, but now she is not.

This is why she is afraid of.

What? Last night?

Yu Cha next to him felt that he had heard another amazing "revelation".

She did remember that last night when Luo Feng was about to smash the high heels in his hand, his movements stopped strangely.

At that time, Yu Cha didn't think much, but thought that Luo Feng suddenly woke up from his crazy state, so he mustered up the courage to go forward and dissuade him.

But now, after hearing Luo Feng’s own statement, the facts seem to have other “inside stories”?

Yu Cha was thinking, and suddenly saw something in his eyes. He couldn't help but look up and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Including the audience who were talking in barrage at this time, they briefly entered a quiet state.

Because... they saw a very unscientific scene.

The notebook in Luo Feng's pocket floated out of thin air!
Chapter completed!