I am a god in the secret world

[I checked and found that the live broadcast room of Knocking on Ghost Door in the Middle of the Night has been restored]

[It seems that when you came out, they also met each other]

[But it's so strange, weren't they in the same room before? Why didn't I see anyone knocking on the ghost door in the middle of the night? ]

Ming Ling said: "When we came out of the room, we saw Brother Gui lying unconscious in the corridor. After we woke him up, he said he didn't remember what happened and looked pale. We asked him to resume the live broadcast room and then we came out. We also went to the second and first floors to look for you, but we couldn't find you. The comments said you had come out, so we came back first."

One sentence of not remembering takes away all the mysteries.

Mengmeng was a little wary. She glanced at the three of them and pulled Baicha to sit down.

"Did you two just go to the door? The barrage said you were leaving?" Master Zhang asked from the side.

Mengmeng nodded.

"Because I encountered many supernatural events, I was too scared and didn't want to continue the live broadcast, but the door was locked from the outside!"

When talking about this matter, Mengmeng became excited, even more excited than if she had seen a ghost.

Because to some extent, the ghost might just be playing a trick on her, but the person who locked them here must have ulterior motives!

"Locked?"

Ming Ling and Master Zhang looked over in surprise, and even Midnight Knocking at the Ghost Gate, who had been absent-minded, raised his head.

"Who would lock the door from the outside?"

Bai Cha observed the expressions of the three of them. It seemed that all three of them had something to hide, so it was difficult to judge what they were thinking.

"I don't know. The question is what should we do now? That door is locked now. We can't get out!"

Mengmeng felt annoyed when she saw that none of them seemed to know anything.

If it wasn't one of them who did it, then who would it be?
"The driver left me a business card when he came. How about giving the driver a call and asking him to come over?" Bai Cha said from the side.

Mengmeng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's fine, call now."

The mobile phone has a signal, otherwise there is no way to live broadcast.

But after the call was made, the call was still ongoing.

Mengmeng picked up the business card and tried the situation herself. Like Baicha, she asked several other people to call the number one by one using their mobile phones, and the situation was the same.

Suddenly, the comments became more lively, with everyone guessing what happened.

Because fans have different habits in each person’s live broadcast room, the direction of the barrage speculation is also different.

Some are still questioning whether they are acting, saying that they are acting very realistically, while others have already begun to doubt each one.

Of course, white tea, which obviously has a secret, is the one that attracts the most suspicion.

However, because she generously stated that she came here for a purpose, after a brief period of doubt, many people denied it.

But this was just a topic to be discussed, and Ming Ling on the side spoke up.

"What are you here to investigate? Would you mind telling me?"

Everyone's attention was immediately focused on Bai Cha, and the cameras were also aimed at Bai Cha.

Bai Cha gave a faint smile.

"It's inconvenient. Mainly because I don't trust you now."

This statement was so reasonable and well-founded that everyone was speechless for a moment.

Ming Ling said again: "Then can I ask, do you know any inside information about this hospital?" Bai Cha looked at him and asked back: "Don't you know?"

Mei Ling was bewildered: "What do I know? I only know some horror legends. I have told you everything I should have told you."

"Okay, then before I answer, answer me another question first. Where are the extras you invited? Can you contact them? Where are the scenes you asked them to set up?"

Ming Ling hesitated for a moment, glanced at the direction of the comments in the live broadcast room, and said: "Okay, now that things have come to this, I will just say it directly."

"For the ward we just visited, I arranged three people to create a ghost legend and a scene where a ghost could stalk you, including someone who could see you when you looked back. I asked them to randomly choose which floor the host was on and scare that person, but I didn't ask them to put on special effects makeup because that would cost extra."

After all, there is no makeup artist among them, and if they are asked to do their own makeup, they will definitely have to pay extra.

"So those figures that look like they're melting weren't made by you?" Mengmeng asked with a trembling voice.

"Of course it wasn't me. Including being trapped in the room and unable to get out, none of this was my fault. And... I didn't even see the extras."

Those extras seemed to have evaporated into thin air.

"Did someone among the extras deliberately lock us up here?" said Master Zhang.

"I don't know about that. As for the other ward, there are seven people in total. I asked some of them to pretend to be doctors, nurses, and patients and wander around inside. Maybe we can find out if we go and take a look."

After the words fell, everyone was silent for a while.

Bai Cha nodded.

"You should go and see it."

She glanced at everyone meaningfully.

"Whether it is a human or a ghost, we will know when the time comes."

[Exciting, if this were a script, I can only say that it is well written and has a very suspenseful atmosphere]

[Indeed, whether it is true or not, this wave of experience is quite good, but you have to switch screens back and forth]

[It's definitely right to follow Bai Tao, she still has a story to tell]

Since they had decided to continue the adventure, everyone got up.

Just after taking two steps out, Knock on the Ghost Door in the Middle of the Night suddenly spoke: "I entered a room at that time. I was going to follow the taboo legends on the Internet and put a small mirror in the room and light a white candle to see if there was anything scary. After the candle was lit, I lost consciousness."

He had not told Ming Ling and the others this before, perhaps because he had not yet recovered from his shock, or perhaps there were other reasons.

"Although I lost consciousness, I always felt like I was in a very strange state, as if something was entering my body."

As he spoke, his expression looked dull and horrified, completely different from his usual personality.

"Then you might be possessed." Master Zhang pinched his fingers seriously.

"Come, I'll teach you how to chant the Golden Light Mantra."

Knocking on the ghost door in the middle of the night, he curled the corners of his mouth. He didn't believe that this Master Zhang had any ability at all, but he still cooperated.

No matter how scared you are, since it has already happened, making money is more important.

Thinking of this, I became more excited when I knocked on the ghost door in the middle of the night.

Everyone passed through the destroyed gate and entered the ward where the mental patients were originally staying.

"Come to think of it, the entire hospital looks like it's been vandalized. What kind of fire could have caused such a disaster?"

Master Zhang glanced at the gate and spoke.

Ah, Happy National Day. Why is my neighbor still decorating his house during National Day? It’s so annoying.