Chapter 2789 Live Broadcasting My Dead Husband Every Day (28)

Shen Mubai was a little nervous, especially since the person tapping her shoulder was Luo Fusheng, and her legs became even softer, almost unable to walk.

She used all her strength to pat Bai Lili on the shoulder.

The other party's figure was very stiff, obviously very frightened.

Luo Fusheng had his back to the corner, the room was dark, and the only sound in his ears was the coughing footsteps coming from the other side.

When He Wei walked behind him,

The other party reached out and patted his shoulder. Due to the position, He Wei patted the left shoulder. But at the same time, Luo Fusheng noticed that another hand climbed up to the right with some familiarity.

His scalp almost exploded, and it took a lot of strength to restrain himself from looking back.

But my heart was full of doubts.

Is it He Wei?

It should be so, after all, human touch can still distinguish it slightly.

But why does the other party use two hands? Isn't this unnecessary?

Luo Fusheng suppressed the questions in his heart.

Then he walked to the next corner.

Standing there was the little naughty boy.

He walked over, stretched out his hand, and patted the other person's shoulder.

What I felt was coldness.

Luo Fusheng's lips trembled, but the suppressed fear couldn't help but burst out, "Little naughty?"

The other person turned around.

He subconsciously took a few steps back.

"What's wrong? Brother Luo." The other party looked at him, his face unclear in the darkness, and his tone was filled with confusion.

Luo Fusheng said calmly, "You are not a naughty person."

Bai Lili and He Wei heard this and turned around quickly, "What happened?"

Luo Fusheng said, "I touched something very cold. It's definitely not the temperature a human should have."

He said in a positive tone.

Bai Lili was so frightened that she grabbed He Wei's hand, came over tremblingly, and said tentatively, "Naughty lady?"

Shen Mubai was helpless, but at the same time she was also a little panicked. She said, "I'm really not a ghost. If you don't believe me, come here and feel me. I have a pulse."

Few people dared to come over.

Finally, Bai Lili plucked up the courage, tentatively stretched out her hand, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "The naughty lady is not that ghost."

Everyone's nerves finally relaxed.

I plan to check the audience situation first and then make a plan for when the live broadcast will end.

But the next second, He Wei's startled voice sounded, "Gone!"

"What's missing?" Bai Lili followed him, startled and a little confused.

"Our things... are missing." He Wei pointed over, with a hint of fear in his voice, "There is still a door."

Several people followed his gaze and were also surprised.

In the empty and dark space, nothing could be seen clearly. In the end, Luo Fusheng took out a fluorescent stick from his pocket and touched the wall.

The switch is gone, and so is the door.

Not to mention those live broadcast equipment.

"Are we... encountering a ghost?" Apart from this, Shen Mubai couldn't think of anything else.

"It should be." He Wei smiled bitterly and sat down, covering his face, looking a little uncomfortable, "I originally thought that when we found something strange, we just needed to end it, but it turned out that we thought too simply."

Bai Lili suppressed her cry and said, "What should we do? Are we going to die here?"

Luo Fusheng kept holding the light stick, groping for it, and came back with a pale expression, "It is indeed gone."

He had some regrets.

Regret for bringing down friends.

"Forget it." Xu Shi saw what he was thinking, and He Wei comforted himself, "Maybe it will be fine after daybreak."