Chapter 212： Woman in white skirt (2/2)

Xiaoyou said ”Oh” and didn't ask much. The little girl had been taciturn when she met from the door of the hospital, so she could say a few words on her own. But the beauty is always privileged. Xiaoyou is a beauty herself and won't think about her. A few words at most in my heart:

Whoops, Xiao Bichi looks like a fox.

Slum, what high and low temperature, you are beautiful, you are amazing.

Well women, these are nothing, they are very gentle.

”Audience friends, a partner in our team has been lost, hoping that he will not encounter an accident.” Xiaoyou was worried and said: ”There are unclean things in this hospital. I suspect that Penxian hasn't left yet. Follow us all the time. When the live broadcast is over, I will look for a monk. ”

It is indispensable to sell Meng for a wave of gifts, ask for cards and so on.

The group left the second floor and went down the stairs to the third floor. The environment on the third floor was similar to the second floor. It was dark and silent. The difference was that the doors of all the wards were closed, as if there were still living in the room.

”The door is closed, why is it different from the one below.” Xiaoyou's face remained unchanged.

She treats all anomalies as if they were arranged by the actors.

”Da da da.....”

At this moment, weird footsteps sounded in the darkness, echoing in the silent corridor.

Xiaoyou looked back, and Wang Sizhuo's flashlight shot in sync. She could see a white skirt woman standing at the end of the corridor, her head was very low, and her hair was loose.

”what!!”

Two screams, Xu Qingqing and Xiaoyou, Wang Sizhuo screamed, the flashlight fell to the ground. He leaned down, picked up the flashlight, and shone back again.

Women in white skirts are still closer to them.

Xiaoyou and Xu Qingqing's screams were half-truths and half-truths. They were really startled, but not the fear of ghosts, but in the dark corridor, a woman suddenly appeared, even if she knew she was an actor, a girl Timid and screaming subconsciously.

Xiaoyou glanced at the barrage. The barrage had already been exploded.

”High energy ahead.”

”Fuck, are there really ghosts?”

”Hurry up and see if it is true or not. If the anchor dares to go, I will give you ten rockets.”

And a full screen of 666.

Fool, it's too early to come out. With such a fast pace, I can't broadcast live until 2 am.

The spiritual live broadcast is not to really see the ghost, but to use the environment to create various unexplainable spiritual phenomena to increase the stimulus of the audience in the live broadcast room. Directly hit the ghost, but nothing to spend.

This is similar to the heroine in the novel. The first chapter will retreat the pants. The reader will have no fun looking at it. It must be ambiguous ~ ~ After the misunderstanding, there will be lovers. Is considered perfect.

But that's it, she had to catch the ducks on the shelf, pretend to be scared, and approach the white skirt woman carefully.

Xiaoyou and Xu Qingqing were really startled, but Wang Sizuo was pretending. He knew the script and knew that the actor wasn't in the right place at the moment. Dropping the flashlight on purpose was a chance for the actor to hide.

But Wang Xue did not move.

”It's a bit wrong. In the few seconds after the flashlight fell, she has crossed a distance of more than ten meters. How fast is it? And there are no footsteps. The skirts don't seem to be the same, oh ~ Isn't this Wang Xue? .

When Xiaoyou walked to the white dress woman three meters away, she suddenly found that her cell phone was out of signal. The barrage was stuck motionless, and the signal disappeared somehow.

”Well, why is there no signal?” Xiaoyou turned back, depressed: ”Come and see what happened to me, no signal, I am broadcasting live now. Wang Xue, why don't you speak? My signal is interrupted, No more acting. ”

She said to the white skirt woman.

In one of the wards behind, at this time, a woman in a white skirt just crawled out, her hair shed.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Xu Qingqing's scream almost opened the roof, and she jumped three feet high. Wang Sizhuo also shouted in fright, and finally lost his temper.

”It's me, Wang Xue.” Wang Xue pinched her loose hair behind her ears. She looked around, and woke up after hearing the news. She was very happy to meet the partner of the live broadcast team, but when she saw Xiaoyou and the woman in a white skirt, Wang Xue was instantly pale.

”Wang Xue ?!” Wang Sizhuo held a flashlight on her face, Wang Xue raised his hand to block the light, and he murmured, ”Who is the woman over there?”

The air was quiet again, and Xiaoyou's scalp was numb.