Morgue Live Broadcast: There Are Really No Ghosts in the World

There was obviously no wind, but the door kept opening and closing. Although everything in the equipment was normal, the pale lights flickered on and off. The viewers in the live broadcast room were a little panicked. "Anchor, anchor, why do I feel that something is wrong with the surrounding environment... It feels eerie." "Anchor, anchor, did a black shadow just pass behind you?!!" "Anchor, anchor, why do I feel that the white cloth you were leaning against just now moved?!!" "Anchor, anchor, when you just went to close the door, I thought I saw a flash of bloody handprints on the door!!!" "Listen to my advice... Run away, anchor!" Run? Get away! Liu Hong smashed the crazy lightbulb with a fist: "Don't panic, everyone, believe in science. This is just a small mistake in technology. Please listen to my quibbles first..." In the darkness, behind Liu Hong, a grimace slowly emerged. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.