In Mandarin, Cantonese, Korean and Japanese, the pronunciation of the number 4 is similar to "death", so it is often considered an unlucky number, for example, some buildings do not have 4 floors or 14 floors, there is no ship with the name of 4 in Hong Kong's new ferry, and Taiwan does not have a single-digit license plate of 4.
I didn't believe in these idealistic things before, but that night, I looked at the house number above my head and fell into deep thought.
"Room 444."
The address on the small advertisement is completely correct, and even I can't believe that there really is such a place in Jiangcheng.
"Do you want to go in?"
It's like the game has reached the last level, and I have mixed feelings right now.
There is no end in sight to the dark corridor, and I occasionally step on cracked rotten wood and insect corpses under my feet, and what makes me even more concerned is that this is the fourth underground floor, the mobile phone has an inexplicable black screen, and the only weapon imported from Germany 8,000 volt voltage wolf guard has also stopped working, I have lost all my security, and I have to face everything that is about to happen with my bare hands.
The gloomy and terrifying environment and the old grandmother's previous hidden poems made me scared, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became.
"If it's just a prank or an alternative variety show, then the other party's hand is a little too big, and I paid attention everywhere, and I didn't find cameras and obvious human traces, which doesn't seem to be a joke."
With my palms on the doorknob, I imagined that when I opened the door, there would be more than a dozen cameras recording at me, and the host in a suit and leather shoes gave me a warm hug, holding a microphone and shouting: "Congratulations to Mr.
Gao for passing the test, this is a million bonus for you......"
YY is pleasant, reality is always sad.
"Crunch", accompanied by the unpleasant sound of the door opening and the flying dust, I entered the house.
"Anyone?"
The dim light swayed overhead, the carpet smelled musty, rotting tables and chairs were piled up in the center of the room, and on the innermost wall were four large characters written crookedly—Hades Show.
There are no imaginary flashlights, no cameras, and no unjust ghosts with bloody faces and heads on their heads.
The best didn't happen, and the worst didn't happen, and inside the door was just an abandoned warehouse.
"Don't be careless, since the address provided by Xia Qingzhi is true, then this is likely to be the first scene of her brother's murder, that is, I am now in a room where murder occurred."
I felt a little relieved when I closed the door softly, and the light bulbs flickering above my head emitted a light that I hadn't seen in a long time.
"Anyone?"
The lights are clearly on, but the furnishings in the house give people the illusion that they have been abandoned for a long time.
I stepped on the tattered and damp carpet and felt strange, like stepping on my bloodied hair.
There was a moan of the floor beneath his feet, and the corpses of an unknown bug or two could be seen in the occasional hole.
The tables and chairs in the center of the room were carved with all sorts of heart-wrenching words, and in some places there were long scars from their fingernails, as if the people who had once sat there had suffered extreme torture and pain.
Walking to the innermost, the four big characters of the underworld show were painted on the wall with blood-red paint, and it was nothing at first, but after looking at it for a long time, I always felt that the words contained hideous and weird.
"Ordinary pigments or paints fall off in lumps after a long time, and the color becomes darker, red and brownish, which seems to be a characteristic of blood......"
There was also a small door on the edge of the inner wall, and I pushed it open in curiosity when I searched outside to no avail.
"Hiss......"
The temperature in the room plummeted, and I took a breath of cool air and froze in the doorway.
In the room that is not too big, there is a two-meter-long black tribute table, and three people sit side by side on the other side of the table!
They were dressed in formal suits, similar to the radio hosts I had thought of before, and the only thing that struck me as awkward was that all three of them were wearing paper masks on their faces, which at first glance I thought were three paper dolls.
"Are you here for an interview?"
The man in the middle raised his head like a machine, and his voice was hoarse and low, as if he had opened a rusty can.
"Yes, yes, I'm here for an interview."
The three people in front of them can't figure out the details, maybe they are the murderers of Xia Qingzhi's brother, and they must stay calm in front of such a cold-blooded murderer.
"I accidentally saw your company's advertisement, and I am very interested in your underworld show, in the Internet era, I firmly believe that only innovation and diversity can achieve success, so I want to join you."
Improvised, borrowing the slope to get off the donkey, in order to enhance the persuasion, I also put the crumpled little cards on the black tribute table.
"Interested?"
The three of them looked at each other, and I don't know if it was my delusion, and the paper masks on their faces seemed to show a chilling smile.
"It's a coincidence that you can find here, but the anchor of the underworld show is not something that a living person can do."
The masked man crossed his hands on his chin, "May I ask you a few questions?"
” "Yes, of course."
I didn't change my face, I was expelled from the police academy a few years ago, I took a fake resume and almost ran all over the personnel departments of major companies in Jiangcheng, and I have summed up my experience in dealing with interviewers, and the questions they often ask, I have already found template answers on the Internet.
With enigmatic confidence, I smiled and nodded, "Just ask." ” "Name."
"Gao Jian."
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"Do you have any previous experience?
For example, have you ever streamed on other platforms?
” "I'm sorry, I don't have a similar experience, but I have strong communication skills, and in terms of my personality, I'm a good fit to be a streamer."
Being realistic, being honest about your shortcomings, and emphasizing your strengths is one of the interview techniques.
"That's right, but the anchors of the underworld show are different from the anchors of other platforms, we not only need to communicate with the audience, but also need to protect ourselves and keep ourselves alive......"
"Stay alive ......"
When the interviewer said this, I found that things were starting to get out of my control.
"That's right, it's simple, just live."
The man in the middle stroked the mask on his face, making the paper man show a strange expression: "There are countless legends hidden in our city, the thirteen steps of the abandoned school in the deserted village, the last train of the dead, the face of the wandering person in the early morning surveillance, and the little girl in red who has been wandering at the door......
There are so many similar legends, are they all fiction?
” "Probably......
"If I had been here, I would have said without hesitation: yes, it's all made up."
"Wait, listen to what you mean, do the anchors of our underworld show have to go to those places every day to find materials?!"
"The response is very fast, I appreciate you a little."
The giggles hardly seem like they could be made by humans, "Don't you find it exciting to be active in the shadows of midnight and to attack the city's most terrifying horrors?"
” "The scenes in the live ghost story are quite curious, and may be able to meet the psychological needs of a large number of people."
I had no match to deal with the three people in front of me, and I was actually retreating in my heart.
To be reasonable, I don't hate watching horror films, but if you want me to be the protagonist of a thriller, that's a completely different situation.
Just imagining that I have to rummage through the coffin board at night, pry the door of the house, and maybe be chased by a bunch of spirits and ghosts, I feel uncomfortable.
"Ghost stories?
No, no, it seems that you still haven't figured it out.
The masked man propped his chin in his hands, and his gaze hidden under the paper figure saw through me like a sharp sword: "Facts are always scarier than stories, and I promise you that the deepest despair you have ever experienced begins from the moment you know the truth." ” "What do you mean?"
"The answer lies in this city, where you will become a witness to another world and witness the real horror."
There was no joke in the masked man's words, and his tone was rigid and dull, very depressing.
"It's not like a show......
"I'm now 90% sure that the show in the underworld is not a prank or a variety show, and I seem to have gotten myself into big trouble."
Leaning back, the intention of retreating is born.
But the masked man seemed to know my thoughts, and he didn't see any movements, the door behind him creaked, and he slowly closed it: "Don't be nervous, your interview has just begun." ”