I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Hayama Takuya no longer cared about the live broadcast, the katori sauce, his companion's body was hanging from the ceiling in a sway, and his eyes stared at him with unrepentant eyes, which made him scared out of his wits, turned his head and ran, rolling A series of screams came out from the crawler.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

This time, Ye Shan saw clearly that this was not a prop at all, but a genuine corpse.

There are indeed monsters hiding in this terrifying abandoned mall!

Ye Shan's mind is blank now, only the most primitive instinct, that is to escape, the farther the better, escape from this ghost place, and go to the spacious, bright and safe human city.

Running wildly through one aisle after another like this, knocking over a lot of sundries, Ye Shan was out of breath, sweating profusely, bent down and pressed his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

Looking back, there was nothing following up, so he was slightly relieved.

"Where did I go?"

It was only then that Ye Shan realized that he was alone, the cameraman who had been following behind had disappeared, and the flashlight was lost somewhere.

If the cameraman didn't keep up, then he must...

Ye Shan has already imagined the inhuman torture that the photographer brother suffered before his death, if the person who ran slowly was himself...

Looking at the dark and dilapidated corridor behind him, and the lonely and cold night wind hanging on his body, Ye Shan couldn't help shivering.

The cold wind blowing on Ye Shan's body made him a little clearer.

Wind, wind means there is an exit!

He hurried forward, ran around a corner, and saw a balcony, the cold moonlight, as if the light of hope of redemption spilled from outside the house, shining into this dark and desperate place.

"Buddha bless! Dongzhao Daquan now bless! God bless! Finally escaped!"

Hayama rushed up to the balcony with a face full of ecstasy. From here, he could already see the lights of thousands of houses in downtown Tokyo. He couldn't help but was moved to tears. He vowed to go to every temple and shrine in Tokyo to worship once after returning home.

His hands and feet have already climbed up the guardrail. This is only the second floor. Ye Shan usually works out. As long as his luck is not too bad, he won't break his leg if he jumps down.

Even if you risk twisting your feet, as long as you can escape, it's worth it!

However, at this moment, Hayama Takuya's body suddenly stiffened and remained motionless.

"Damn, what's going on? I... My body, why is it moving uncontrollably..."

"Help! Help!"

The ecstatic expression on Ye Shan's face froze for a moment, and then quickly transformed into extreme fear. He opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth and shouted and cursed loudly, half of his body that had already climbed over the railing turned back again, Stand back on the balcony.

Then Ye Shan, like a marionette, backed up stiffly, walking towards the house step by step with the same hands and feet.

"My body is being controlled by something, don't do this kind of thing! I'm about to escape, and at this moment...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-!"

Ye Shan opened his mouth and let out a hysterical cry, with tears running down his face, his extremely vivid expression was in stark contrast to his stiff and weird movements.

But no matter how much he wept and howled and begged for mercy, his body still retreated into the darkness uncontrollably, walking deeper and deeper step by step.

As soon as he returned to the depths of the corridor, Ye Shan was like a puppet whose hanging wire was suddenly removed. He fell to the ground and danced, waving his arms and screaming wildly.

After venting hysterically, Ye Shan realized that he had regained control over his body, and quickly ran towards the balcony before, rolling and crawling on the ground.

Suddenly, Ye Shan felt his neck tighten, as if something was trapping him, and the next moment, Ye Shan's feet left the ground and was hung in the air.

Hayama Takuya kicked his feet in the air and scratched his neck with his hands, but his body still slowly went up, rising higher and higher, and his head hit the ceiling with a bang.

Hayama Takuya's face was flushed red from suffocation, his eyes were wide open, and he was staring straight ahead. On the ceiling, he finally saw the monster wandering in the abandoned mall.

"Crack."

There was a crisp sound, it was the sound of a broken neck.

A few minutes later, a crow flew over. Looking at the wobbly figure hanging upside down in the air, it quacked a few times with unknown meaning, and then spread its wings and flew away.

…………

So wrong, so wrong!

After a while of rushing, she finally got rid of Amami Katori, the dummy model, unscrewed a rusty handle, opened the door and rushed in, then immediately locked the door behind her, her delicate body leaning against the back of the door, panting heavily.

In the process of running, the fragrant shoulders were exposed, and a large piece of white snow on the chest was exposed to the air, but it was a pity that no one appreciated it.

After tidying up her clothes a little, Tian Haixiang picked up her phone. At this time, the popularity of the live broadcast room had completely exploded!

The viewers, who were attracted by the push, saw the dummy who swarmed out and chased after Katori-chan before, and they all praised the props team for spending a lot of money, and they were so realistic and scary.

But there are also some fans who insist that this is a real supernatural event, and the two groups of people are fighting each other.

The majority of tourists mainly take it for granted that these are props and scripts arranged by the program group, and only the second disease will take it seriously. Those who are interested in strange things, of course they refused to agree, and immediately sprayed them back.

You laughed at me for not understanding science, and I satirized you for not being in awe of mystery. Anyway, you are typing behind the screen and not on the scene. No one can prove the truth. Of course, you can just open your mouth, just like this.

The popularity of the entire live broadcast room is rising steadily, surpassing all previous achievements of "The Great Adventure of Apprentice Priestess Katori-chan".

If she had seen such a high popularity before, Amami Katori would have been overjoyed, and would even end up in person, pretending to be pitiful and obedient, to make a fuss.

But this time she wasn't in the mood at all.

Unlike the audience who hid in a bright room holding keyboards and spamming each other, Amami Katori experienced the first scene of horror firsthand!

It's like visiting a haunted house. Everyone knows it's fake, the ghost is a fake, and the corpse is a prop, but if you visit the scene in person, you will still be scared to death.

Amami Katori, who was in the close-up first-person perspective, recalled that there were so many dummy models with twisted limbs rushing towards her at that time, and she also felt scalp numb and creepy.

This is completely beyond the script, and there are so many dummy models, and they are not robots. How much would it cost to make them run and jump? As a prop artist, she knows very well that they are not grass like them at all. The troupe can afford it.

It's also unlikely that it was arranged by Ye Shan's team. Ye Shan couldn't protect himself, so how could he spend so much money.

"How is this going?"

He took out the mobile phone used for internal communication of the team and called Gaocheng and Ogiso, but no one answered.

Amami Katori suddenly had a bad feeling.

The previous live broadcasts of Tanling went to various classic scenes of horror movies such as ancient houses, abandoned elementary schools, hospitals, etc., and they went smoothly, and I didn’t see any dirty things. Stray dogs. Even because it was too plain and no one would watch it, their team personally wrote the script, arranged various suspenseful and horror scenes, and arranged props.

This time, nothing really happened...

At this time, the popularity of the live broadcast room where the battle was taking place once again soared, and another large group of people came in, saying that something terrible was filmed in the Ye Shan room next door, and the live broadcast was also interrupted.

Amami Katoro looked at the barrage and took a deep breath.

"Everyone, everyone, listen to me, there seems to be some accident in this live broadcast. What I want to say next is true. I really don't know what happened to those fake people, and what happened to Mr. Ye Shan ,I am not sure as well……"

Tianhai Xiangtuo frowned and explained to the live broadcast camera solemnly, but the audience expressed their disbelief, and in turn praised her for her great improvement in acting, much better than the previous few live broadcasts.

Amami Katori was a little bit dumbfounded, and felt a little wronged, because the audience didn't believe her words.

And at this moment, a mobile phone rang suddenly from Amami Katori's arms.

The caller ID was Ogiso, the script planner of the team. Katori Amami was overjoyed, so she quickly picked it up to answer:

"Ogiso, what's going on? It's completely different from the original plan. Is there any new plan added? Are those dummies new props?"

"Where are you guys now, are you still on the second floor?"

Tian Haixiang quickly asked in a anxious tone, but strangely, the other party didn't say a word.

"Hey, Kiso, why aren't you talking?"

After being silent for half a minute, the other party suddenly hung up the phone.

Amami Kazuki was speechless for a while while holding the phone, what kind of work did Xiao Kiso call to come alive and then hang up, Xiao Kiso only confessed to her a few days ago, why did he suddenly treat her with such indifference.

At this moment, Amami Katori's cell phone rang again, and the ethereal and melodious ringtone echoed in the silent room.

Just as Tianhai Xiangdao was about to connect, his heart skipped a beat, and his face immediately lost color.

Human imagination is a terrifying thing, and under the suggestion of a dark environment, it will involuntarily extend to various terrifying fields.

Is it really Ogiso who is calling himself now?

If it wasn't Ogiso, who was calling him, and why?

ring!

In the depths of a lonely and dark building, even a slight sound will attract attention, let alone the ringtone of a mobile phone.

Tian Haixiang took a flash of inspiration, and suddenly his whole body felt cold, and he was almost frightened and unable to move.

Isn't it a classic scene in horror movies, the victim has already hidden and is about to escape, when the cell phone rings and type GG.

Amami Katori hurriedly pressed and held the phone's off button, and turned off the phone.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, which was exactly the same as the sound made by the dummy model before. Tian Haixiang held her breath and curled up in the corner without daring to move, hoping to hide the past like this.

"boom!"

But things didn't go as expected, there was a sudden loud knocking sound outside the door, and the whole door was knocked loudly.

"ah--!"

Amami Katori screamed in fright.

"Who is outside! Don't be so scary, okay, this live broadcast is over, if you are so scary again, I will call the police!" Tian Haixiang took the courage and shouted outside the house.

But outside the house, they ignored it and did not answer. The sound of bang bang bang seemed to hit the door panel with the body, and it continued to ring out, even getting louder and more intense.

"Please, everyone, I'm really not acting, I really don't know what's going on... Please believe me, I'm really scared right now, no matter what, I want to go home now."

Amami Katori was so frightened that her face paled, crying pear blossoms with rain, she showed her frightened pale face to the camera, and begged with a trembling cry:

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo whoever it is...help me call the police, i don't want to stay here anymore...help me..."

The barrage in the live broadcast room stopped immediately. Seeing Tian Haixiang's frightened expression, and the trembling door behind him, some people began to believe it, and barrages passed by one after another.

"I've already called the police, Katori-chan hold on!"

"There are really people who believe in this fake witch, crying so fake. It's Saturday, don't trouble the police officers, okay?"

"Shut up for me in front, Adachi District, I'll come right away!"

And the barrage began to give Tian Haixiang some advice:

"The dummy mannequins who came to chase Katori-chan are all made of plastic, so the strength shouldn't be very strong. Katori-chan, hurry up and block the door with something!"

"Yes, block the door."

The back door of this room was filled with all kinds of construction waste, and the only window was nailed to death by wooden strips, and wisps of moonlight came in through the gaps.

Katori sauce put the live broadcast equipment on the ground, adjusted the angle to make sure it could capture the door, and then prepared to lift the discarded debris.

At this moment, a frightening white hand about two meters long stretched out from the side-by-side windows on the door!

That hand opened its palm, and a black mobile phone that was dialing out fell out. Then, it stretched out a long, deformed finger, gently hooked it, and opened the lock from the inside.

The door was pushed open, and a male mannequin with empty eyes walked in with a weird posture, and then one mannequin after another with expressionless faces and mutilated limbs also walked in.

This nightmarish scene made the entire live broadcast room feel as if the pause button had been pressed, and all the bullet screens disappeared. Those who clamored that everything was fake and all props were too scared to speak.

Amami Katori had nowhere to escape, collapsed to the ground in despair and panic, waiting for the slowly approaching mannequins to overwhelm her.

Just at the critical moment, the window nailed to death by wooden battens was cut open from the outside.

It was not only the breeze that blew into the room with the clear moonlight, but also a young man wearing a red cloud robe with a black background and two tear channels on his face.