"Sure enough, run away quickly. I feel that this dormitory looks so scary!"

"Run? Where to run? Somewhere else might be more scary."

"Damn it, everyone should have seen it! The anchor turned his head and looked in the mirror, and the thing disappeared!"

Xia Yihui turned his attention to the barrage and thought to himself that since everyone had seen it, there might be something unclean. But for some reason, when he looked into the mirror, the thing wanted to hide.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked back to the dormitory, heading straight to the table covered with white paper.

When he was searching the house just now, he saw a SLR bag on the table with white paper... Since the ghost didn't come forward and insisted on avoiding him, he would only take the initiative to click.

The SLR bag was placed in the bookcase in the upper right corner of the table. Xia Yihui reached out to take the bag down, and a layer of fine dust was immediately stained with his hand. The zipper was opened, and the dust swelled and he coughed continuously.

Although it has been a long time, the battery will not consume power for no reason, so this SLR can be used barely, but the operation is a little slow and aging.

After getting the SLR, Xia Yihui was about to turn around and return to the balcony, but his movements were very sudden.

He slowly placed the SLR on the table, reached out and picked up a piece of paper on the table, and wrote a line of words crookedly on the paper.

——I'm watching you

There are just a few words, without any punctuation marks. They are just bare lines of words, which makes Xia's scalp explode.

The temperature around the body seemed to drop several degrees suddenly, and the cold wind rushed in through the unclosed door.

It seemed that the body felt the late cold and stiffness at this time.

With a 'swish', Xia Yihui looked back and frowned behind him.

The cold wind blew in outside and slowly raised the bedspread, just as if there was a monster with fangs and claws hidden inside the tight bedspread, waiting for an opportunity to crawl, staring at his prey with cold and smooth eyes.

The dead room revealed a strong and unknown feeling.

When he was just investigating, Xia Yihui remembered it very clearly that there were about 30 A4 sheets of A4 paper in the entire desktop. He looked at all without missing a single one, just because he was afraid of missing some ghost card plot.

It is precisely for this reason that he clearly remembered that the thirty A4 sheets were all costume design drawings, and none of them had written words.

So, where did this extra piece of paper come from?

The barrage in the live broadcast room seemed to be scared. Some people turned off the live broadcast directly and dared not watch it again. Some people gathered together in groups of three or three, hugged the pillow to block their heads, and screamed.

Even the old men couldn't bear it anymore. When everyone touched their arms, they actually got goose bumps on their entire arms.

Xia Yihui looked at the words for a few seconds. Everyone saw him frowning, thinking that he had discovered something different, but he never thought that he would twist the paper into a ball at once, and said something disgusting.

"This word is really ugly."

Everyone: "..."

Hello, pay attention to this at this time, is the point wrong?!

After being stunned, everyone couldn't help laughing.

The barrage is also full of 'hahahahahahaha'. The sand sculpture style of the entire live broadcast room does not look like a horror copy at all, but it is more like watching a crosstalk show.

A new audience was looking at the barrage in a daze. Why were there so many screams in other live broadcast rooms that were so scared that they were trembling? The style of this live broadcast room was so weird?

Someone explained to the new audience what had just happened, and the latter suddenly realized and gave thumbs up.

One word, slut!

Many viewers who lingered in major live broadcast rooms stopped, and they wanted to see if the anchor could be more arrogant.

Xia Yihui threw away the paper ball and took the SLR to the balcony.

During this period, I don’t know if it was because the paper had a psychological hint or because there was indeed something unclean, Xia Yihui always felt like a ray of light on his back.

It was as if in the dark, something was really "looking at him", peeking at him, staring at him quietly and making a series of actions.

Put the SLR on the edge of the toilet door frame, facing the mirror, and then adjust it to the video recording mode.

With a 'drip' sound, the SLR started recording.

Next, as usual, Xia Yilai walked back and forth on the balcony, flipping over and over to see if there were any new discoveries.

During this period, the audience in the live broadcast room kept staring at Xia Yihui, wishing to stick his eyes to the computer screen. Whenever there was any movement, they would immediately tap the keyboard to remind Xia Yihui to run away quickly.

There is no need to mention everyone's worry during the process, but this time it was a waste of worry. The ghost seemed to feel the existence of the SLR, and this time he didn't show up easily.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They couldn't tell what their mentality was like at this time. They seemed to be expecting the ghosts in the mirror to appear, but they were very resistant.

Five minutes later, Xia Yihui stopped moving.

"It's all old things." He clapped his palms, slapped a layer of fine dust on his fingertips, and then turned around and reached out to get the SLR mounted beside the door frame.

The dazzling white light shines everything brightly, and the same is true for the SLR screen.

The live broadcast room was full of barrage, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Maybe they retreated several meters, maybe they hid in the quilt, or maybe they covered their eyes with their hands, but no matter that, they still had a thin slit to watch the live broadcast screen.

——I am looking at you.

Will you find the answer to this sentence in the video?

With the sound of 'sharp', the video began to play in an orderly manner.

The sound of ping bells rumbling through the cabinets and cabinets sounded. Xia Yihui was facing the mirror, staring at the self in the SLR without blinking.

Time passed by minute by minute, everything was as usual, and nothing unclean appeared in the video.

Just as everyone was relieved, Xia Yihui suddenly moved.

"It's not someone in the mirror." He reached out and clicked the screen, his voice a little hoarse, "It's someone behind me."

Hearing this sentence, everyone was shocked and looked at the SLR screen with his fingers, and they were immediately shocked and sweated.

When the video was approaching the end, Xia Yihui turned his back to the mirror and checked the toiletries placed on the steps. They had not watched it carefully before, but this time after Xia Yihui reminded him, they realized something was wrong.

——Two figures overlapped on the ground.

But it was not visible on the screen. Maybe that "thing" was transparent and only showed a shadow. And maybe that "thing" was blocked by Xia Yihui...

What can be blocked by an adult man, but the shadows on the ground are not much different?

Women...child...

Stop! Everyone was frightened by their brain supplies.

Even if they are like this, Xia Yihui in the dungeon will definitely be even more scared, right?

Thinking of this, everyone felt sorry for Xia Yihui.

"Don't be afraid of Xia Xia, why don't we quit, anyway, it won't take long to come in."

"I just came from another live broadcast room and saw other anchors playing the ghost cards in the forest. It was quite relaxing to see that. Why don't the anchor see if he could use invalid cards to exchange for the ghost cards in the forest?"

Seeing the prompt from the barrage, Xia Yihui shook her head funny, "No need, I can bear this level."

After saying that, he devoted all his energy to the video again. There was a silence around him, and only the SLR in his hand made a series of sounds, which were lively and lonely, making people feel nervous for no reason.

Until the end of the video, this 'thing' was not revealed.

Xia Yihui took back the SLR and sighed.

Looking at the better part, he is now quite sure that he has been entangled with something dirty, at least he doesn't have to be suspicious anymore.

Finally, there was a toilet left. I glanced at it roughly. If I didn’t find any information, he would leave the dormitory and step into the thick black fog.

With a "bang", the toilet light was turned on by Xia Yihui.

Unlike the dimness in the dormitory and the dazzling balcony, the lighting in the toilet is the third kind of horror.

The faint blue light hit, setting off the depression and desolation inside. It was about two square meters inside, and it was like a squat pit, and the pit had dried up.

Xia Yihui approached the bathroom point, and the shower was stuck to the bracket and could not be taken off. The squat pit was just a little bit ahead. After he studied the shower, he approached the squat pit.

Perhaps it was too old and there was no smell in the toilet. The pit was clean, leaving only a deep and dark hole.

Facing the hole, Xia Yihui felt a little uncomfortable. It was not because of the fear of ghosts, but because of the doubts of the unknown.

Isn’t it often performed like this in horror movies? When you walk into the toilet in the haunted house, it’s also depressed, and even the squatting pit is dry. The protagonist may have been doing something beside the pit without caring about it, but in the corner where he can’t see, a hand is slowly stretching out from the pit...

"Bang--"

The frosted glass door of the toilet was suddenly closed, and a loud bang directly interrupted Xia Yihui's thoughts.

The sound was extremely loud. His mental power was being highly concentrated just now. He was suddenly interrupted. He was naturally frightened and trembled all over. Even the yellow flowers he was carrying were almost thrown into the pit.

"What's going on?! What happened?" The audience in the live broadcast room was also frightened.

As Xia Yihui looked over, everyone comforted that the wind might have closed the door, but as soon as this idea arose, they saw the frosted glass on the door.

To be precise, I saw something through the frosted glass.

There seemed to be someone standing outside the door, not close to the door, so he should be standing a little bit in front of the mirror. The dark blue light hit the frosted glass, and the cool tone created a horror atmosphere.

Fortunately, it was okay. Everyone thought to themselves, it was a good thing that was not close. If I opened the door and ran away directly, maybe it would be too late...

Before the audience who were watching the live broadcast came up with the answer, in the blink of an eye, the black shadow that was one meter five meters away from the door seemed to be bigger. After being stunned, everyone realized that the black shadow was approaching a little.

Frosted glass is widely used in major hotels, which is very terrible. This kind of glass cannot be seen clearly whether it is from the inside or from the outside. It can only be seen in a vague way, and the rest depends entirely on brain repair.

If it is placed between lovers, this kind of little fun is extremely interesting, but if it is placed between players and ghosts, it would be quite bad.
To be continued...