People all over the world who enter the ghost world will be watched live by living people.
Zhou Ye entered for the first time, only to find that there was a live broadcast room in front of him that only he could see.
The audience is all ghosts.
[The Hanged Man: Open the door! That thing inside is going crazy with hunger!
[Owner of the paper shop: Don't listen to him. Pick up the pair of dead shoes at the door first.
[Female ghost in red: If you dare to touch those shoes, you'd better not sleep tonight.
[Gambler Liu San: The market is open! I bet this kid won't survive until the rooster crows!
[Wang Ji Incense Candles: Paper money wreaths for shrouds, delivered within the city, 50% off when the anchor says your name.
Zhou Ye watched the barrage filling the screen and remained silent for a long time.
Each one of these ghosts has more opinions than the last.
The key is still fucking contradictory.
Someone tricked him into opening the door.
Someone is betting on his life.
There are ghosts chasing him to watch the live broadcast.
Some ghost stuffed something into him and asked him to do things for him.
There was also a fierce ghost chasing him, and in the middle of the chase, he ran into the live broadcast room and said something.
[Stop hiding.
I see you.
Zhou Ye originally just wanted to go back alive.
Until one day, an unknown kid whom I had never seen before suddenly sent a barrage.
Brother Ono.
[Why are you back again?
Zhou Ye stared at that sentence and didn't move for a long time.
Because eighteen years ago, he was seven years old.
That year he drowned and his heart stopped once.
And in that memory that has long been regarded as a nightmare by everyone——
There is indeed an imp.
Take his hand.
The first one! Beautiful!