In the eyes of the onlookers, Beichuan Si, Yamakou Hideyasu, and Tanaka Takashi stepped onto the land of the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Yamakou Hideyasu and Tanaka Takashi only felt the temperature being stripped from their bodies, replaced by an indescribable chill.
It seed as if sothing was watching them from various dark corners.
Yamakou Hideyasu and Tanaka Takashi turned pale.
This inexplicable coldness was exactly the sa as what they had felt at Xucha High School.
But fortunately, with Beichuan Si by their side, they did not lose their composure in front of the livestream audience.
Tanaka Takashi began reciting the script he had prepared earlier:
"Everyone, do you see? We are now heading towards the interior of the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory."
"About the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory, there are actually many strange tales associated with it, let share a few ones that you might not have heard before."
Tanaka Takashi’s voice slowed down, turning into an emotionless narrative tone:
"It is rumored that the spirit of the factory owner, who was burned to death in 1997, still lingers deep within a doll workshop of the Sanmu Doll Abandoned Factory. He tirelessly creates dolls, and if a visitor enters that workshop, they will be attacked by the spirit of the factory owner. Your eyes will be taken, your bones dismantled, arms chopped off, and your brain removed... In the end, only a strangely clean skin will be left. The doll he makes will then don this skin and continue living as if it were you."
The cold and brutal way of narration fitted the eerie and spooky environnt really well. Towards the end, even Tanaka Takashi himself started to feel frightened.
Because he realized that his voice had beco exceptionally chilly and hoarse, almost as if his throat had been scorched by fire.
So viewers who had been watching the livestream continuously felt goosebumps all over their bodies.
The comnts on the live chat scrolled line by line.
"This must be the best Takashi has ever told a creepy tale, huh?"
"Regardless of whether you guys are scared or not, I admit, I’m scared this ti."
"Towards the end, Takashi’s voice seed to distort, right? But when I replay it, it doesn’t seem to change."
"..."
Tanaka Takashi looked up at Beichuan Si, feeling sowhat uneasy, "Brother Temple, what do you think we should do?"
If it had been before, he probably would have attributed the strange phenonon to so technical mishap, but ever since he knew that certain things indeed existed in this world, he could not help but be frightened.
Beichuan Si took out the Shinra Bell while turning back calmly, "It’s fine."
Yamakou Hideyasu chuckled nervously, then his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly yelled out:
"It’s... Since Brother Temple said it’s fine, then it must be—Brother Temple! Behind you!"
"It’s fine." Beichuan Si didn’t turn his head; his feet crossed, and his shoulder tilted. He dodged the hamr that viciously smashed down from the dark spot by a hair’s breadth. At the sa ti, he kicked the person with a lethal force.
It was just a mont, and the sound of sothing being shattered into pieces was heard.
"Brother Temple, are you alright?"
"Be quiet, it’s not a big deal."
Beichuan Si glanced at Yamakou Hideyasu.
The livestream exploded in an instant.
Many viewers saw everything that happened through Yamakou Hideyasu’s perspective.
The hamr, glinting with a cold light, sped towards Beichuan Si’s head with great speed. If that heavy and forceful hamr had struck, Beichuan Si’s head might have flown off.
"Holy shit! What was that just now? A prop or an actor? Why would there suddenly be a hamr falling?"
"That doesn’t look like a prop or an actor! Who throws a hamr without even giving a warning?"
"And the way Mr. Beichuan kicked, it looked like he used real force. Would you hit an actor like that?"
But what impressed the viewers most was the contrast between Beichuan Si’s unruffled calmness and Yamakou Hideyasu’s panic-stricken expression.
The popularity of the livestream suddenly surged, and many people began sharing it. The viewership quickly jumped from eight thousand to ten thousand.
It’s known that YouTube has a system specifically to deal with fake traffic, and the viewer count on YouTube is genuine.
In other words, there really were ten thousand people watching the livestream of Tanaka Takashi and Yamakou Hideyasu.
But Beichuan Si didn’t care about that; he shone his flashlight towards the ground.
A large hamr lay quietly on the ground.
The hamr was about the size of his palm. If he really had been hit by this hamr...
Beichuan Si’s eyes flickered, and he picked up the hamr from the ground without changing his expression.
The weight was good, and the handle length was quite convenient.
Beichuan Si silently lifted the iron hamr.
Since Jian Ding couldn’t be used, this hamr would have to do.
The clear sound of the iron hitting the ground was not only heard by Yamakou Hideyasu and Tanaka Takashi but also clearly heard by the viewers of the livestream.
This was no toy hamr... it was a real one...
"Brother Temple... this..." Tanaka Takashi was becoming more scared.
He had never heard of anyone actually living in the abandoned doll factory—so the answer was clear.
As Beichuan Si said, it seed that sothing truly did exist here.
"..." Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si didn’t respond to Tanaka Takashi, but simply pointed the flashlight upwards.
Under the vertical light of the flashlight, a hideous-looking doll lay a few ters away from Beichuan Si.
The doll’s torso still had a hole, and its limbs were scattered.
From this, it was evident just how terrifying Beichuan Si’s kick just now had been.
A doll?
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