Chapter 219 The warmth is just an illusion, the ghost baby appears!
Chapter 219 The warmth is just an illusion, the ghost baby appears!
Outside, countless viewers also witnessed the situation in just a few seconds.
It seems that the entire live broadcast room is based on Ye Chuan's vision.
From the very beginning, the picture in the live broadcast room was indeed warm and normal.
Although everyone was nervous, at least it was much better than its morgue and bloody handprints.
Until the moment when Fang Chen stopped Ye Chuan.
The whole picture suddenly bloomed, and it was as if the special mother had changed the channel, and it was directly changed from the children's channel to the horror movie channel!
"Fuck! What happened?! What happened just now?!
"One arm! It seems to be still wearing a Taoist uniform! Is it the corpse of a Taoist master in ancient times!?"
"And when the camera switched, I also saw that the two sides were not classrooms at all, but prisons where terrifying creatures were held! 39
"My calf is softening across the screen, God! Did the boss Fang Chen see it from the beginning? How did he keep so calm!?"
"The monster just now is... eating people!? Is it eating the 16 masters of Taoism in ancient times?
"The hermit master who once subdued the bloody handprint monster on the first floor died on the third floor!?"
Countless people couldn't help but retreat their heads back, away from the big screen.
Everyone's heart was pounding.
Professor Ding instructed the staff to retrieve the picture at that moment.
Everything is true!
Not a hallucination.
If Fang Chen hadn't reminded Ye Chuan in time, Ye Chuan at this moment would have died!
What shocked Professor Ding, the bureau and others was that.
Fang Chen had seen all this with his own eyes from the very beginning, otherwise he would not have reminded Ye Chuan next to him.
However, from the very beginning, I saw the performance of Fang Chen, the hell, with my own eyes.
But it's the same as others who see Wenxin Kindergarten.
So that everyone didn't notice any difference at first.
It was not until Fang Chen spoke up that everyone realized the problem.
He... kept his calm, which really scared everyone.
You have to have seen so much of the world to have such an awesome mentality.
And from the very beginning, Fang Chen knew one thing.
The ancient masters have died here and become the blood food of those strange creatures.
Fang Chen knew all this, but still kept his amazing calm.
This makes everyone restless...
At this time, does he still have enough confidence?
"Just now? What happened just now?"
Ye Chuan shook his head, and he didn't dare to go astray when he walked.
Only dare to walk impartially in the middle.
He was afraid that if he walked a little closer to both sides, his soul would be hooked by the creatures in the prisons on both sides.
"What you just saw is the real thing."
"And now the so-called warmth in your eyes is just an illusion created.
While speaking, Fang Chen palmed his hand, and an extra pen appeared.
That's a brush.
Fang Chen slowly crouched down at this moment, surrounded the train in front of him with the tip of the brush, and slowly drew a circle.
Then lift your footsteps and continue to walk forward.
Seeing the appearance of this pen, Ye Chuan didn't regain his senses for the first time.
It looks like a pen holder, but the way it holds the pen is weird, but it looks very appropriate.
And there's a long hair on one end of the barrel?
What structure is this?
He didn't recognize what was in front of him.
In the outside world, in the National Games survival program.
Everyone was surprised when Fang Chen took out his own magic weapon for the third time.
It's just that everyone is a little confused about the shape of that thing.
Twice before, once with a fan and once with a rope.
Everyone knows more or less.
But this tool...
At the scene of the program, professionals such as Professor Ding and Bureau Chair couldn't help but set their sights on Professor Bai Jiang.
At this moment, Professor Bai Jiang's expression was shocked:
"That's... a writing instrument used by our ancestors in ancient times! It's a writing brush!
"The writing method of that thing has been lost, and even in ancient times, only a few people used such tools.
"To this day, only 7 such brushes have been unearthed in the entire Dragon Country! Luo Luo
"Unexpectedly, Mr. Fang Chen's body still has the eighth branch!
An ancient writing instrument!?
The audience was stunned.
This is another real proof of Fang Chen's life experience!
And in the scene.
Ye Chuan wanted to open his mouth to ask, but now he looked at the darkness at the end of the corridor and decided not to speak.
At this moment, Fang Chen used a brush to draw a horizontal line on the ground every five steps he took.
The horizontal line runs through the left and right sides of the road, and it must be drawn every five or six meters.
Ye Chuan seemed to have similar functions to a normal pen.
But... there is no trace of 143 at all?
With Fang Chen's behavior, Ye Chuan and the audience off the screen were a little confused.
For the next few minutes, Fang Chen kept repeating this behavior.
And Ye Chuan flashed a flashlight for him from behind, and the two of them were moving very slowly.
Slowly, the two began to approach the end of the corridor.
And at this moment, a voice suddenly came out in front of him:
"You...are you here to find me?
"Are you my brother?
"Want to take me home?"
The audience shuddered.
In this dark environment, a child's innocent voice suddenly appeared, instantly filling the scene with strange values.
In the camera, a child holding a flannel bear looks at the two with a pure smile.
He is too small.
It looks like only one or two years old.
The face is also chubby, and it looks extraordinarily cute.
He was wearing a green suit of dinosaurs that looked very cute on weekdays.
For this appearance, in Fang Chen's eyes, it is indeed cute.
However, to the outside audience, it was tantamount to horror.
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