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Along with my piercing scream, the violent sound never stopped.

I quickly got up from the sofa and rushed out. Was this another joke? One after another, the live broadcast failed.

I stood in the doorway with my hands on my chest, and after about a minute, I was able to calm down. This was my last chance to do a live broadcast.

I took a deep breath and peered through the crack in the door.

The screen in the broadcast room was on. If it wasn't for the loud noise, there wouldn't be any difference. When I looked inside, I could vaguely see that something was floating down there.

What is that thing!

I was very curious, so I summoned up my courage and walked in again. Just as I was returning to the sofa, trembling with fear, I was surprised to find that the 404 live broadcast room was completely full tonight. This was completely outside of my expectations, so I hurriedly picked up Mike, "Sorry, something happened to me just now. "I …"

It was so sudden that I didn't know what to say.

"Tell us a story."

One of the avatars swayed a little. His avatar was different from the others, it was actually golden. For direct broadcast, I am completely new to it. After all, this is the first time I'm facing an audience.

"Alright."

At that moment, my mind was completely blank. That terrifying story actually disappeared with that loud noise. I was a little mad at that time. If I didn't say anything at this moment, I would have been humiliated. Most importantly, the people inside would have kept on leaving.

I coughed a few times and decided to tell him some of the stories of my childhood. I had experienced them myself, so it was easier to tell the story under the name "Don't go to the pond."

When I was a child, my grandmother and I lived in the countryside. In front of the village, there was a river, the river was very clear, and under the rocks, there were a lot of small fish.

"You can't go to the pond up there, remember?"

I nodded my head out of habit. This wasn't the first time my grandmother mentioned this to me. As for that pond, I had never seen it before.

Once, after school, I saw a few children crossing the river, but I didn't immediately return to the village. I followed along the river, curious, probably because of my grandmother, whom I rarely played with because they always pointed at my nose and shouted, Your grandmother is the Ghastly Witch!

I hate that! Kids are like this. When they encounter something new, they can't help but want to take a look. Just like that, I followed behind them.

I saw that they didn't want to throw rocks into the water. The rocks created a few splashes on the water, which was called skipping, and that was using the buoyancy of the water and the speed at which the stones were thrown. The more skids there were, the more powerful you are.

As they walked and played, they did not notice that I was secretly following them. In front of me was a grove of willow trees, and I saw them take things out of their bags, the kind of slingshot made of rubber bands that can be used to beat birds. In the country, there were many birds, most of them sparrows.

"Don't go. If you come home late, you're going to get beaten up."

"There's a big bird in here, Hei Zi, if you're afraid, go back."

"Coward."

Hei Zi was the youngest, he looked at the forest in front of him, hesitated a little, then followed the older children in. Watching them enter the willow forest, I also followed along, and when I got closer, a gust of wind suddenly rose up. The willow branches swayed along with the wind, as if a hand was about to reach out and grab me.

"Hei Zi, Da Gang, Er Mao, quickly come out."

I was a little scared at the time, so I stood outside and shouted loudly. I shouted for a few times, but there was no response from inside, so I looked back and saw that it wasn't dark yet, and primary school in the countryside was still school early. Since adults have to work in the fields, during this period of time, it was usually a few children who gathered together to play games or hid in someone's house to look at the dishes.

At that time, he still didn't know what the internet was, and the dishes were usually ghost movies, the most frightening kind.

I picked up a branch from the ground and followed him in. Er Mao was the child next door to my house, and the person who died was his grandfather.

Those things definitely can't be eaten. Later on, I found out that most ghosts especially like children and then give their children some food, so once they have eaten it, their stomachs will definitely ache. In this kind of situation, the only thing they can do is to have someone constantly knock on their stomachs and spit out the food.

I carried my stick and walked further in, the deeper I went, the darker it became. I called out Er Mao's name, but along the way, I didn't see any of them.

I saw Er Mao, Hei Zi and the others standing there without moving. I walked over, "Er Mao, what are you guys doing?"

"Xia Mo." Er Mao turned around, and he surprisingly cried, "Da Gang fell down."

"What?"

I ran over. Although these people would usually bully me, I was still a companion of a village. "How did you do that?"

"I said come in and shoot birds, Da Gang saw a frog and insisted on catching it, falling in at once."

"What are you waiting for? Go back and find the lord."

I turned around and ran back, with Er Mao, Hei Zi and the rest following behind. Suddenly, the sky turned dark, we were still young, so we were extremely afraid.

It was someone from the village. I threw myself into Grandma's embrace, "Grandma, Da Gang fell into the pool of water."

"It's fine, it's fine."

Grandma stroked my head, then passed me over to her aunt, before walking in by herself. Very quickly, I saw Grandma holding Da Gang's hand as they walked out.

"Alright, all of you can go now."

That was the last time I saw Da Gang. On the second day, Da Gang's family moved away, or more accurately speaking, they moved away overnight. When Grandma brought Da Gang out from inside, I saw a very small thing on Da Gang's back.

"Grandma, what is that thing that Da Gang is carrying?"

"It's nothing. The disobedient child will fall into the pool and never come out again." When Grandma said this, her expression was very scary.

It was the first time I'd ever been near a pool, and the last, and when I grew up I'd almost forgotten it.

After I finished this story, the live broadcast room started to get lively. The subtitles kept floating upwards and the golden picture lit up once again. I took this opportunity to tap open and said, "That is called aquatic life. It is a life form caused by the resentment of a child who drowned in a pool of water. If someone enters a pool of water, the aquatic life will be attached to that person."

"How do you know?"

After I finished reading, I immediately replied and sat there waiting for his reply. Of course, I didn't even know if it was a man or a woman. It was just my intuition telling me that it was a man.

"I am Da Gang."

Scram, scram as far as you can. This is the scream in my heart. Of course, I can't show it now.

I really wanted to burst out in rage, as if I was being toyed with. "Is there any point?!" I directly sent it over, just as I finished telling him the story of Da Gang when he was young, in reality, it was a true experience, yet he actually said that he was Da Gang.

"Xia Mo, actually, you took too long. You forgot, I hope that my reminder will remind you of that experience."