Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

Chapter 260 The Ghost King's Fear of Ghosts 02

"Do you really want to do this?"

"If the memory is not sealed, this little world will not be able to continue. It's okay, Xiangli will protect him."

"It's almost over. What a sin."

"Daddy..."

Yun Jue was deeply immersed in a dream, murmuring softly. He seemed to hear something, yet seemed to hear nothing. The hustle and bustle around him finally turned into a blank.

"Wish, everything will be fine."

"Let's go."

The surroundings became quiet, as if no one had ever been there.

Yun Jue's eyelids felt heavy and he wanted to open them but couldn't. He felt the abnormal coolness around him. It was August, so why was it so cold?

Yun Jue suddenly opened his eyes, gasped uneasily, looked around, and closed his eyes again with peace of mind. He was in his own home.

wrong!

Yun Jue suddenly opened his eyes again and quickly sat up. Didn't he go to the haunted house yesterday? Why was he at home now?

He rubbed his aching head. It seemed that he was so scared yesterday that he hid in a room and then fainted.

But how did I get back home?

Yun Jue was stunned and looked down at himself. It seemed that he had taken a bath?

"what is this?"

Yun Jue raised his left hand, with a ring on his ring finger, simple yet beautiful.

"It's quite pretty."

Yun Jue muttered to himself and tried to take the ring off, but the ring seemed to have grown on his hand and did not move.

"This is too much, what the hell is this..."

Yun Jue stared blankly at the ring on his finger, fear rising in his heart.

Hiss, I didn't really bring something dirty back, did I? Otherwise, how to explain this ring? How did I get home?

Oh, and yesterday’s live broadcast!

Yun Jue hurriedly looked for his cell phone, but it was not in the bedroom. Finally, he found it on the sofa in the living room. There was a flashlight next to the cell phone.

When I opened my phone, I saw the live broadcast room page that had been closed. I looked at the closing time and it seemed to be about the same time as when I fell into a coma.

It seemed that he had turned on the live broadcast recording. Yun Jue rummaged through his phone and found the live broadcast recording of last night.

Yun Jue directly moved the progress bar of the video to the last five minutes.

The interface was pitch black. Yun Jue thought about it and realized that it was probably because he was unconscious and his phone was placed next to him, so the screen was black.

Less than a minute later, the phone was seen being picked up and light appeared. It was indeed still in the room. Then the picture shook a few times and recorded the place where the flashlight was shining in the room. After a while, the screen went black. At this time, the live broadcast was turned off.

Yun Jue was stunned. Did he wake up yesterday?

A chill ran down his back, Yun Jue quickly threw away his phone and patted his chest. Hiss, it was so scary. What on earth was wrong with him that he had to participate in the haunted house live broadcast challenge!

"Ding dong!"

The cell phone made a sound, which scared Yun Jue. He shivered and suddenly came to his senses. It was a message on his phone.

He obediently picked up his phone to see who sent him the message.

[Son Feng Che: Yunzi, are you still alive? Did you really go to that haunted house? If you are alive, please reply to your father.]

Feng Che is Yun Jue's good friend. The two of them call each other son and both want to be each other's father.

Yun Jue snorted coldly and typed back, [You are dead, but I, your father, am still alive.]

After the message was sent, the phone immediately rang. Yun Jue answered the call and turned on the speakerphone.

"Where are you now? The live broadcast was interrupted yesterday and your fans were all scared."

Feng Che's carefree voice came over.

"At home, I'm fine."

Yun Jue said this, picked up his phone and sent a message to several fan groups, [I've returned home, fans don't have to worry.], and tagged all the members.

"That's good. So what happened yesterday? Did you really see something?"

Feng Che asked cautiously. He also watched the live broadcast recording recorded by Yun Jue’s fans yesterday. It was quite scary.

"What is there? We are all staunch materialists. We should not spread superstitious ideas."

Yun Jue snorted coldly and spoke word by word, as if he was also talking to himself.

"Alright, alright, you're the one who insisted on going to some haunted house to do a live challenge. I can't stop you."

Feng Che said impatiently, "It's OK as long as you're okay. Remember to live stream tonight."

Then he hung up the phone.

Yun Jue didn't care at all. He sneered and threw the phone aside again. His stomach growled.

Rubbing his stomach, Yun Jue got up and went to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.

"Fortunately, there is still a bag of instant noodles."

Yun Jue muttered to himself, boiled some hot water, made the instant noodles, and leisurely brought them to the dining table.

He took another nap in the afternoon, but Yun Jue always felt restless in his sleep, as if something was staring at him, and he also felt very cold.

But after waking up, nothing was different.

I ordered takeout for dinner, and after eating, I took a short break and started the live broadcast on time at 7 o'clock.

Yun Jue yawned. As soon as he turned on the live broadcast, many people came into the room. Yun Jue was a moderately famous anchor with only a few hundred thousand fans. He usually just broadcast games, with no limit on the type of game he wanted to play.

——"Yunzi, what are you going to play today?"

——"Yunzai, what happened to your live broadcast yesterday? You scared us."

Yun Jue’s live broadcast name is Yun Player, and because his voice sounds very young, his fans call him Yun Zai.

"It's okay, nothing. I'll go home after I turn off the live broadcast. I'll see what to play today."

Yun Jue answered the questions on the barrage and started looking for games.

"What do you want to see me play?"

Yun Jue asked casually.

——"There's a new horror game out, 'Ghost Eyes', would you like to play it?"

——"Isn't it too scary? We Cloud Cub will be scared."

Many people on the barrage recommended the new game "Ghost Eyes". Although Yun Jue was a little scared, he still opened the website.

"Afraid? Why should I be afraid? Let's play Ghost Eyes today."

Although he said this, Yun Jue was actually a little nervous.

When Yun Jue opened the official website of "Ghost Eyes", his eyes went dark. Why make a website so scary!

While downloading the game, Yun Jue felt that the room seemed a little cold, and there seemed to be a cold wind blowing past his ears.

I looked back suddenly, and there was nothing.

Yun Jue encouraged himself and said, it’s okay, there are no ghosts in this world, don’t be afraid.

"Juejue?"

A male voice sounded, and Yun Jue felt his scalp tingling, and it seemed that he was even colder.

The ring on his finger began to heat up, and Yun Jue panicked and pulled at the ring again. Shit, could there really be something dirty on it? !

The ring felt hot for a moment, then slowly cooled down, and Yun Jue was already sweating coldly.

With a "Ding!" sound, Yun Jue suddenly came back to his senses and the game download was complete.