C37 It is difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood

"We'll know whether or not it's really over there to take a look."

He gripped the peach wood sword tightly and took a deep breath. Then, he slowly walked toward the door.

The white head that hung under the eaves of the door was currently being blown back and forth by the wind. This time, I could clearly see that there were quite a few bloodstains on top of the head, constantly falling downwards.

But soon, I felt that something wasn't right. If it really was a head, then the swing was a little strange. It felt like it was made out of paper and was as light as a lantern.

"Did you notice that there was something wrong with the head?"

I was originally planning on starting the live broadcast, but at this moment, I hastily turned my head to ask Tang Rou.

The latter stuck her head out from my shoulder and whispered into my ear.

"Something doesn't seem right. It is shaking too much. Even if it's a ghost, there shouldn't be a shadow."

Tang Rou's words completely reminded the head of the person in front of me, but there was a dark shadow cast on the door. Even though I didn't have much experience, I knew that there was no shadow, not even a head.

All in all, the thing in front of him was neither a human head nor a ghost.

"F * ck, someone isn't deliberately trying to be mysterious here, right?"

I turned my head and looked at Tang Rou. There was also a bit of resentment in the beauty's eyes.

If it was true, that someone was making up a lie here, there was no need to guess to know that it was definitely related to that loathsome and popular broadcaster, Tian You.

Thinking of this, I bolstered my courage and quickly moved two steps forward. When I switched on the flashlight, I found that it wasn't a real head at all, but rather something similar to a plastic doll.

However, this thing is too lifelike. It has dishevelled hair and the blood that drips down from it really drips down. However, I don't think that this is really human blood.

The smell of human blood was much stronger than this.

"It's chicken blood. I know about it."

Tang Rou stretched out her hand to touch the mask, then placed it under her nose. Her reply was very firm.

"This dog is forcing Mai Tianyou to use such a fooling trick to fool the clicks. I'll have to take care of him later."

Seeing this fake head made me extremely angry. Even though the competition in the live broadcast industry is very fierce, these guys are trying to fake it to increase their level of attention.

No wonder there were so many skeptical voices saying that all of my bullshit was just some special effects and props. Even now, the fans who just entered my live broadcast room would think that it was just a scam.

"What do we do now?" Tang Rou wiped the blood off her fingers and asked.

"That brat must be broadcasting live in this yard. Maybe it already started and we'll scare it."

Tang Rou immediately covered her mouth and secretly laughed.

I leaned through the gap in the door and listened. There were only sounds of wind coming from the courtyard. It sounded weird, but it wasn't clear.

I gently pushed forward with my hand. As expected, the door creaked as it creaked and let out an unpleasant sound before slowly opening. I hastily used my hand to grab onto the door, not daring to make too much of a move.

Just as I planned on sneaking in, Tang Rou suddenly grabbed my shoulder.

"What?"

"How about we start the live broadcast and let these fans know the faces of these scammers, so that they don't have to compete with us in the future."

Originally, I only wanted to teach Mai Tianyou a lesson, but looking at how it's exposed now, I can't forget for the rest of his life.

Following which, I chuckled and turned on the phone. There were still more than ten minutes until the live broadcast, but as soon as the live broadcast room opened, a large number of fans immediately rushed in.

[It's finally begun. It seems a few minutes earlier today.]

[Front row and front row, move aside.]

[Cucurbita Seed Bread, Mineral Water...] If you need anything, just say it...]

I immediately aimed the camera at the head still dripping with chicken blood above my head.

[The heck, is tonight's performance so good?] Such a terrifying thing was seen from the very beginning?]

[You scared the hell out of me, causing me to piss my pants.]

[This head must be fake, right? Why does it look so light?

It had to be said that the eyes of the masses were bright. Soon, some netizens began to question them. In addition, a heated discussion began in the live broadcast room. The topic of discussion was whether or not that person's brain was real.

I took two steps back at once, then took a closer look at the front door, cleared my throat, and spoke quietly into the phone.

"Tonight, we're still having Ghost Bro and Tang Rou do another live broadcast. Guess where we are, everyone?"

[Looks like this place has a history. There aren't many ancient buildings in the city you live in.]

"Wait a moment, this place looks really familiar."

[The heck, did they really go to the underpants alley? This streamer is really fierce, there's going to be a good show tonight.]

These guys are really experienced. Quite a few people have already recognized this place, and all I did was pat the door of the building.

I didn't give an accurate answer, but pointed the camera at the head of the person on the door again.

"I originally planned to do a hellish live broadcast for everyone here, but I didn't expect to find such a thing on the door the moment I arrived. I think someone is purposely here to play with the tools and scare people. Next up, let's go and find out who is playing tricks on us."

Even though I was in a hellish live broadcast studio, after I suggested this suspense, everyone immediately started to enthusiastically speak. The atmosphere in the room was extremely warm at the moment, and as I looked at the increasing popularity of the room, I nodded at Tang Rou. Then, the two of us quietly pushed open the door once more.

The courtyard was empty, much cleaner than I had expected. It clearly didn't look like someone had lived in it before.