Chapter 257: Chapter 191: The True Identity of the Haunted House Owner!
Wang Tianba was an outdoor live-streaming host.
He’d been doing this for over three years.
At first, he and three friends from his village, bored and looking for so fun, made a few short videos. The result was a few hundred new fans, so praise, and so profit.
So the four of them ford a group called “The Village Fourso” and dived headfirst into the short-video industry.
They relied on various scripts, gradually gaining fa, started running businesses, and fild their daily lives.
They ran a supermarket, sold food, managed a driving school, and even had a roadside stall selling durians… they tried cycling, and RV traveling – in short, everything they did seed to fail, and every business they started closed down!
There was a online that went “The Village Fourso, everything they do is terrible.”
But in reality, that was precisely what they wanted.
Their business losses might not look good, but the internet traffic they generated did.
However, three months ago, the Village Fourso disbanded due to conflicts over profit distribution.
After going solo, Wang Tianba opened a new account and started outdoor live streaming.
He tried street interviews, imitating food-review live strears who would open “surprise boxes” containing leftovers from other people. But he didn’t find much success until a few days ago when he had a bright idea – sneaking into a haunted house and pretending to be an NPC (non-player character).
At first, he mingled with the tourists and got in.
Then he quietly slipped away, put on his prepared props, and began his broadcast.
Unexpectedly, this type of live streaming attracted many curious viewers, earning him rave reviews and nurous tips.
So even after being discovered by the haunted house, Wang Tianba racked his brain to find a way back in, hiding until the perfect opportunity, before he would put on his “props” and jump out to scare people.
Today’s live stream was no different.
As soon as the broadcast started, the popularity ter soared, and the number of people watching online surpassed 4000 and was still rising!
So when Xu Yang appeared, out of his invisibility, and entered the room where Wang Tianba was hiding, the number of bullet screen comnts (pop-up ssages from viewers) suddenly increased.
Especially when they saw Xu Yang wearing a Daoist robe, a mask, and holding a big hamr, the audience thought Xu Yang was an NPC… And what these viewers loved the most was watching a live strear scare NPCs.
“Quickly, quickly, don’t keep us waiting!”
“Within three seconds, I want to see this NPC crying for his father and mother!”
“If you can make this NPC cry, I’ll gift you a Cloud-piercing Arrow!”
Of course.
Being hidden under the bed, Wang Tianba could not see these bullet screen comnts.
But as an experienced outdoor live strear, he knew what to do… he couldn’t just rush out there, he had to let the bullet screen comnts fly a little longer!
What followed was Xu Yang, the “NPC”, lighting a cigarette, sitting on the bed, triggering the chanism, and the scene of the creepy doll being launched was captured by Wang Tianba’s hidden cara lens.
At this mont, the crowded live streaming room suddenly went quiet.
All the viewers were stunned!
They saw the “NPC’s” heavy punch as the chanical doll was smashed, sticking to the wall like a “hanging painting” before slowly sliding down. They also heard the doll’s scream and saw it crawling up and running away in fear.
A doll…
Can shout?
Can run?
What the hell is this!
But there wasn’t much ti for the viewers to think about it, as the host hiding under the bed had already started taking action!
He kicked the bottom of the bed frantically, making eerie laughter as he did so.
Then-
Bang!
The “NPC” took off the mask, landed a palm on the bed, and broke it.
Just like catching a little chicken, in front of thousands of witnesses, the “NPC” lifted the live strear!
Slap!
A crisp slap echoed through the live streaming room.
“Other ghosts run and hide when they hear my na, why aren’t you afraid?”
The voice of the “NPC” resounded through the live streaming room.
A bullet screen comnt floated across —
“Is this part of the script?”
Then, the next mont, the viewers saw the “NPC” wearing the Daoist robe, slapping the live strear again, multiple tis!
At this mont, the live strear was utterly baffled.
Are the…
Are the NPCs here this fierce?
Is it possible that I, Wang Tianba, who have been dominating the haunted house for days, am going to et my end here today?
But if he beats up, can I ask for compensation from the haunted house later?
After being slapped several tis, Xu Yang was getting angrier, and he coldly laughed, “Interesting, this is the first ti I’ve seen a ghost with such backbone.”
You’re not even willing to offer even 1 point of rit?
He threw the “ghost” on the ground.
Xu Yang picked up a pair of black silk stockings.
They were ant for Yun ngxi, but he had a few extra pairs with him.
He blindfolded himself with the stockings, picked up the big hamr, and smashed it down at the “ghost”!
His hamr was so powerful that the entire haunted house trembled, the floor shattered, forming a big hole. Xu Yang deliberately missed the “ghost” with his hamr.
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
The live strear was scared out of his wits.
Finally, at this mont, he realized sothing was wrong. This NPC was not trying to teach him a lesson but wanted to kill him!
If that hamr had landed on him, he would have been smashed into minced at!
He backed into the corner frantically, yelling, “Spare , spare … I won’t do it again, brother!”
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