Chapter 204: Silent Call for Help

Hotel.

Lobby on the first floor.

The messy tents of various colors had been put away, looking much tidier than before.

Since Yan Ting's female secretary was sliced alive in the tent last night, no one had the courage to sleep in the tents anymore.

Liao Yifang's group of six.

Also, like Wu Xian's group, first chatted briefly to increase their understanding of each other.

Besides Liao Yifang, Old Lady Liu, and Yan Bingbing, the other three were assistant and makeup artist Jiang Xiuping, photographer An Haisheng, and driver and audio engineer Miao Shi.

Among them, Miao Shi was a bit unlucky; he wasn't originally in this team, but just took a temporary job and was brought into this ghostly Amazing Island.

After Liao Yifang said she was a boxer, it aroused the strong curiosity of Yan Bingbing and Jiang Xiuping, and the three of them chatted for a long time.

If it were outside the island, Yan Bingbing might have had a temporary interview.

While chatting, Yan Bingbing felt a bit sleepy.

Their group's goal was to film the Bed-Pressing Ghost.

This required someone to sleep to lure the Bed-Pressing Ghost over.

Sleeping people are very dangerous, equivalent to handing their lives to others, but Yan Bingbing volunteered and, after climbing onto the mattress, took the initiative to point the tips of her sneakers toward herself.

She remembered everything Zhu Shuhui said to her; if the appearance of the Bed-Pressing Ghost really had something to do with shoes, then in order to lure it out quickly, it was necessary to arrange the shoes in advance.

Yan Bingbing lay on her side on the bed, holding the receiver in her right hand, smiling at the five people by the bed.

"You must protect me; don't look at me smiling, actually I'm almost scared to tears."

After speaking.

Yan Bingbing closed her eyes.

She was clearly a bit sleepy just now, but after really lying down, she felt all sleepiness disappear, and fear was like a loach, darting around in her heart.

"Ah... can't sleep, let's chat for a while."

After speaking, she heard Liao Yifang's question: "Okay, big reporter, I was wondering before, you clearly know this is very dangerous, why do you still use yourself as bait."

Yan Bingbing answered as a matter of course: "Isn't this what a reporter should do? After leaving this island, I will write a detailed report to reveal the truth to the public; if I don't experience for myself how terrifying ghosts are, how can I write a true report?"

"Ah... you are quite professional."

Yan Bingbing raised her head proudly: "Its writing is straight, its facts are verified, not falsely beautifying, not hiding evil, so it is called a true record; this passage comes from the 'Book of Han' and is my motto."

Speaking of the topic of professionalism, Yan Bingbing seemed to have opened a chatterbox.

The public opinion environment in this world is very bad.

Most reporters just collect some news on the Internet and send it out, regardless of whether it is true or false, and never take responsibility.

And Yan Bingbing's team is quite rare, reporters who go to the field to investigate, and every piece of information they release comes from personal investigation.

She has been a waitress, a factory girl, and even a sexy dealer in a casino for two months...

But this road is very difficult to walk.

What Yan Bingbing can use to show off is only her professional ethics.

She was not interested in ghost and god theories.

But under the strong request of the president, Yan Bingbing could only come to Amazing Island for investigation; since she came, she had to do it well and reveal the truth of Amazing Island to the public.

While talking, Yan Bingbing felt that she had said a bit too much.

"Sister Liao, don't look at me saying a lot of big words, but I'm still afraid of death, so you must protect me."

"Sister Liao... who is Sister Liao?"

But Liao Yifang's next sentence made Yan Bingbing feel cold all over, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

The person chatting with her clearly didn't say she was Liao Yifang, but the voice was clearly Liao Yifang's voice; how could she say she didn't know who Sister Liao was?

Yan Bingbing was scared and wanted to get up to question Liao Yifang.

But this made her fall into the abyss even more.

She couldn't get up!

Her body was stiff, as if pressing a heavy burden, and she couldn't lift even a single finger with all her strength.

Ghost pressing the bed!

She had already been pressed by a ghost unknowingly!

At the moment of realizing this, Yan Bingbing suddenly felt dizzy, tinnitus, and difficulty breathing; her consciousness had already begun to have a tendency to blur.

"Open eyes, yes, as long as I open my eyes, they will wake me up!"

Something even more desperate happened to Yan Bingbing; her left and right eyelids were pinched by fingers; although she could control her eyelids, she couldn't open them!

"Save me, save me..."

Liao Yifang showed a smile.

Yan Bingbing fell asleep quickly as soon as she lay on the bed; maybe she was too tired.

This girl's sleeping posture was quite cute, her lower cheek was pressed flat, her lips were pouting, and crystal saliva hung from the corner of her mouth.

Now just wait for the Bed-Pressing Ghost to come to the door; Liao Yifang was very confident in her martial arts; as long as that Bed-Pressing Ghost revealed its physical body, she had the confidence to keep it.

Five people sat around the mattress, and someone was watching Yan Bingbing's eyes at all times.

Ensure that once she was haunted, they would quickly film and rescue, not wasting the precious time she fought for; photographer An Haisheng didn't dare to put down the camcorder.

Time passed bit by bit.

Old Lady Liu suddenly shouted: "The ghost is here, she is haunted!"

The other four were startled, but seeing Yan Bingbing's expression had no abnormality, they looked at Old Lady Liu with resentment; they accepted this old woman just because they felt she was pitiful, but if she made trouble, that was hateful.

Old Lady Liu stomped her feet anxiously: "Dolls, don't look at the eyes, look at the breathing!"

Liao Yifang's expression changed suddenly.

In a sleep state, the breathing frequency will be significantly reduced, but although Yan Bingbing's sleeping face was cute, her breathing frequency was much higher than ordinary people, clearly in an abnormal state.

Jiang Xiuping immediately wanted to wake Yan Bingbing up, but Liao Yifang shouted: "Film first, don't let her adventure be in vain!"

Photographer An Haisheng immediately looked at the screen, and then his expression was even uglier than crying.

"No, there is no ghost image in the camcorder."

Liao Yifang gritted her teeth, her brain running at high speed.

She had to think of a way quickly; not only to film the Bed-Pressing Ghost but also to kill this ghost; from the fact that they didn't discover Yan Bingbing being entangled by a ghost, it could be seen that this ghost's ability was evolving.

If they let it go this time, then everyone among them might die silently in their sleep.

Seeing everyone rushing around in a hurry, Old Lady Liu suddenly shouted.

"Shoes!"

Liao Yifang immediately looked at the shoes; these white travel shoes were still the same as before, with the toe pointing at Yan Bingbing, looking like nothing strange, because Yan Bingbing had placed them like this before.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

These shoes were too neat!

Exactly facing Yan Bingbing, the two shoes were perfectly aligned; this effect couldn't be achieved by just placing them casually; unknowingly, something adjusted the angle of these shoes...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 205 =====