Chapter 204 Silent Cry for Help
hotel.

Lobby.

The messy tents of various colors were put away, and the place looked much tidier than before.

Ever since Yan Ting’s female secretary was skinned alive in the tent last night, no one has dared to sleep in the tent anymore.

Liao Yifang has a group of six people.

Just like Wu Xian's group, we first had a brief chat to enhance mutual understanding.

In addition to Liao Yifang, Old Lady Liu, and Yan Bingbing, the other three are female 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 was not originally in this team. He just took a temporary job and was brought into this spooky and mysterious Amazing Island.

After Liao Yifang revealed her identity as a boxer, it aroused the strong curiosity of Yan Bingbing and Jiang Xiuping, and the three of them chatted for a long time.

If we were outside the island, Yan Bingbing might come for an impromptu interview.

As they chatted, Yan Bingbing felt a little sleepy.

The goal of their group is to photograph the bed-pressing ghost.

In this case, someone needs to be asleep to attract the bed-pressing ghost.

It is very dangerous for people to sleep, as it is equivalent to handing their lives over to others, but Yan Bingbing volunteered, and after climbing onto the mattress, she took the initiative to point the toe of her sneakers at herself.

She kept in mind everything Zhu Shuhui said to her. If the appearance of the bed-pressing ghost was really related to shoes, then in order to lure it out quickly, it would be necessary to place the shoes in place in advance.

Yan Bingbing lay on her side on the bed, holding the radio in her right hand, and spoke to the five people beside the bed with a smile.

"You must protect me. Don't think I'm smiling. I'm almost crying from fear."

Done.

Yan Bingbing closed her eyes.

She was obviously a little sleepy just now, but when she lay down, she felt that all sleepiness was gone. Fear was like a loach, running around in her heart.

"Ah...I can't sleep. Let's chat for a while."

After she finished speaking, she heard Liao Yifang's question: "Okay, big reporter, I was wondering before, you clearly knew that this was dangerous, why did you use yourself as bait."

Yan Bingbing replied as a matter of course: "Isn't this what journalists are supposed to do? After leaving this island, I will write a detailed report to reveal the truth to the public. If I don't personally experience how terrifying ghosts are, how can I write a true report?"

"Ah...you are very dedicated."

Yan Bingbing raised her head proudly: "The text is straightforward, the facts are accurate, it does not exaggerate the good, nor hide the bad, so it is called a true record. This passage comes from the Book of Han, and it is my motto."

When it comes to the topic of professionalism, Yan Bingbing seems to open up.

The public opinion environment in this world is very bad.

Most journalists just randomly collect some information on the Internet and publish it as news, regardless of whether it is true or false, and they never take responsibility.

Yan Bingbing's team is quite rare. They are journalists who conduct field investigations, and every piece of news they publish comes from their personal investigations.

She has worked as a waitress, an assembly line worker, and even worked as a sexy dealer in a casino for two months...

But this road is very difficult.

The only thing Yan Bingbing can brag about is her professional ethics.

She was not interested in the stories of ghosts and gods.

But at the strong request of the president, Yan Bingbing had no choice but to come to Surprise Island for interviews and investigations. Now that she was here, she had to do a good job and make the truth of Surprise Island public.

As she spoke, Yan Bingbing felt that she seemed to have said too much.

"Sister Liao, even though I've said a lot of big words, 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 got goose bumps all over.

The person who was chatting with her did not say that she was Liao Yifang, but the voice was clearly Liao Yifang's. How could she say that she didn't know who Sister Liao was?
Yan Bingbing was frightened and stood up to question Liao Yifang.

But this made her fall into the abyss.

She couldn't get up!

His body was stiff, as if a heavy weight was pressing down on him. He tried his best but couldn't lift even a finger.

Sleep paralysis!
She had been sleep paralyzed without realizing it!
The moment she realized this, Yan Bingbing suddenly felt dizzy, had tinnitus, and difficulty breathing, and her consciousness began to become blurred.

"Open your eyes, yes, as long as you open your 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 smiled.

Yan Bingbing fell asleep quickly as soon as she lay down on the bed, probably because she was too tired.

The girl's sleeping posture is quite cute, with her lower cheek flattened, her lips pouting, and crystal saliva hanging from the corners of her mouth.

Now she just has to wait for the ghost that's pressing on the bed to come. Liao Yifang is very confident in her own fighting power. As long as the ghost that's pressing on the bed shows its true form, she is sure she can keep it away.

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

In order to ensure that once she was possessed, he could quickly film and rescue her so as not to waste her precious time, photographer An Haisheng did not even dare to put down the camera.

Time passed little by little.

Old Madam Liu suddenly said, "A ghost has come. She is possessed by a ghost!"

The other four people were startled at once, but seeing that Yan Bingbing's expression was normal, they looked at Old Lady Liu with resentment. They accepted this old woman just because they felt sorry for her, but if she made trouble, that would be hateful.

Old Mrs. Liu stamped her feet anxiously: "Children, don't look at the eyes, look at the breathing!"

Liao Yifang's face changed suddenly.

When a person is sleeping, their breathing rate will obviously decrease. Although Yan Bingbing's sleeping face is cute, her breathing rate is much higher than that of ordinary people. She is obviously in an abnormal state.

Jiang Xiuping was about to wake Yan Bingbing up immediately, but Liao Yifang shouted, "Shoot first, don't let her adventure go to waste!"

Photographer An Haisheng immediately looked at the display screen, and his expression became uglier than crying.

"No, there is no image of a ghost in the camera."

Liao Yifang clenched his teeth and his brain was working at high speed.

She had to think of a solution quickly. Not only had to take a picture of the ghost pressing on the bed, but she also had to kill it. From the fact that they didn't notice that Yan Bingbing was entangled by the ghost, it could be seen that the ghost's ability was evolving.

If they let him escape this time, each of them might die silently in their sleep.

Seeing that everyone was getting anxious, Old Lady Liu suddenly shouted.

"shoe!"

Liao Yifang immediately looked at the shoes. The pair of white sneakers was still the same as before, with the toes pointing at Yan Bingbing. There did not seem to be anything strange about it, because that was how Yan Bingbing had positioned them before.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

These shoes are so neat!

Facing Yan Bingbing, the two shoes were perfectly aligned. This effect could not be achieved by just moving the shoes casually. Unconsciously, something adjusted the angle of the shoes...

(End of this chapter)