Chapter 2780 Live Broadcasting My Dead Husband Every Day (19)

When the twenty-six-year-old man said this, his face gradually turned pale, and he was obviously haunted by this memory.

Bai Lili couldn't help but feel a little sad. After all, she was still just a little girl. She swallowed and said, "Brother Heshen, how could your friend... commit suicide suddenly?"

Shen Mubai drank coffee silently, thinking, what else could it be, being haunted by a ghost.

"I don't know either." He Wei smiled bitterly. "The police determined that he committed suicide. Auntie said that since he came back from playing games with us, he has been locked in the room without eating or drinking for three days. On the fourth day At that time, everyone thought he was fine...who knows..."

"Do you think it has something to do with the pen fairy you guys are playing with?" Luo Fusheng frowned.

Although everyone does not believe that there are real ghosts in the world, those of them who are supernatural anchors also know to maintain an attitude of awe. It is better to believe that something is there than to believe that it is not, and one must be cautious about what can be touched and what cannot be touched.

A friend like He Wei's was obviously joking and then violated a taboo.

No matter how he died, the things are connected together, and it feels weird no matter how you look at it.

"Yes." There was a little guilt and self-blame in He Wei's eyes, "It would have been better if we had not played that game, or if I had warned him at the beginning, what happened later would not have happened."

"So, Brother River God, do you think he is..." Bai Lili asked cautiously.

He Wei said nothing.

If he had played so many supernatural games in the past, he would have encountered something. But that could all be explained scientifically, but this time it was beyond his ability to bear.

It was clearly daytime, but several people felt hairs on their backs and felt a chill for no reason.

In the end, Luo Fusheng was the first to speak and break the silence, "Since you are a little concerned about the game Bixian, let's focus on other games." He paused, turned his face, and said curiously, " By the way, little naughty boy, the plan of the Die Fairy you played last time is quite similar."

As soon as Shen Mubai saw the eyes of several people looking over him, he knew that they didn't believe it. Originally she planned to just give a few reminders, but after what happened to He Wei's friend, she decided to speak out.

So he held the coffee in his hand, rubbed it a few times and said, "Actually, we did summon something that day."

Bai Lili and others suddenly widened their eyes.

Shen Mubai briefly described what happened that day, filtering out the information about Ning Xi.

However, Bai Lili burst out laughing.

She couldn't help but look.

The other party covered his mouth and turned away, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Little naughty sister, it's not that we don't believe you, are you sure you didn't have a nightmare?"

He Wei's expression was a bit unsightly, but there was an inquiring look in his eyes.

Luo Fusheng said calmly and analytically, "According to what you said, there are obviously a lot of these dirty things. But you guys were able to come back safely. If it was just to tease you, it would have been a lot of trouble."

Shen Mubai, "..."

She felt a little frustrated. Sometimes, no one believed her when she told the truth.

but...

She said in surprise, "How do you know we're all fine?"

Luo Fusheng said, "Yesterday, Lin Chengfeng came back to live broadcast." He paused and continued, "And several other people's Weibo also posted the latest news, but Lele and Zhao Yonghao haven't told them yet. When will fans resume live streaming?”