Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

Hearing Hanzhe's words, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly woke up. As they looked around, they couldn't help their teeth trembling.

"Anchor, don't scare me! I'm scared!"

"I'm going... this TM is too scary! Anchor, is it really fake?"

"Wait... anchor, I really want to find a problem, I don't know if you noticed it. The mausoleum you entered this time is the underground tomb of the Forbidden City, and the previous pictures have been directly dialed out. But why is there no one here? what!"

This is not to blame the audience for making a fuss, it is that the previous experience was too dangerous. Seeing what happened to the cold rut at this moment, they were all scared to pale.

At the same time, after seeing a few reminders from the audience, Hanzhe finally realized a serious problem.

Yes!

His live broadcast has long been broadcast. It is important to know that this time he is not going to search for tombs in barren land. I don't know how many official personnel are stationed here in the Forbidden City.

Once his live broadcast is seen, there will definitely be a large number of staff from the Forbidden City to look for him and the entrance to the tomb.

But the strange thing is that after he came out, he didn't find any figures here.

What's happening here?

How can there be no one?

Could it be that a ghost hit the wall really here?

For a while, Han Che's heart couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. But in the next second, when Hanzhe looked back in the direction of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, his pupils shrank instantly.

Because, when he turned his head to look at the square behind him, he suddenly noticed that at the end of the Supreme Harmony Square, some figures seemed to be slowly walking towards this side.

And, under the moonlight, although you can't see the clothes and silhouettes of those people, you can see that their steps are very steady.

Someone!

Seeing this scene, Hanzhe couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that he was thinking too much before.

Therefore, Hanzhe relaxed and said, "Brothers, it seems that I thought too much before. I might have misremembered. You see, someone from the square came over, probably from the Forbidden City authorities. My live broadcast came to me later."

"House manager Yang Wudi: Lao Han, are you wrong? Didn't you encounter a ghost hitting the wall here? How could anyone?"

Glancing at the barrage, Hanzhe whispered: "Impossible. I think it is. There is night vision in the live broadcast room, and now the big moon is low, so you can’t see clearly. But I’m definitely not mistaken. Someone is here."

"If you don't believe it, take a closer look."

While talking, Hanzhe turned off the night vision function in the live broadcast room. After the green light disappeared, the audience in the live studio took advantage of the moonlight to finally see the figures in the dark ahead.

Sure enough, just as Hanzhe said, the figures in front were walking slowly towards this side.

After the audience confirmed who they saw, Hanzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. After that, he slowly turned around, and then speeded up his pace toward the square.

As he walked forward, the rut made the live broadcast parallel to his line of sight. At this time, as the cold track kept moving forward, everyone saw that someone in the darkness ahead was indeed coming here.

And it seems that although those people are slow, they are coming straight in the direction of the cold rut. Obviously, it's here to find a cold rut.

"2333, the anchor is really lucky."

"I have to say, the anchor is safe for you at last. Go home as soon as you finish the live broadcast."

Seeing the audience in the barrage was also happy for him, he nodded coldly and said with a smile: "Indeed, this time I am here and it is almost over. However, I will never enter the underground tomb city this time. forget."

"Before the next live broadcast, I will definitely be fully prepared. Okay, let's go over quickly..."

After speaking, Hanzhe adjusted his expression quickly, and then strode towards the people who came over. At the same time, raising his hand and shouting loudly: "Everyone, I am a rut. Are you people from the Palace Museum or the Cultural Relics Bureau? I..."

The figures in the distance are still far away from the cold rut, or less than a hundred meters, so they can't be seen clearly in the dark. Only vaguely, can we see that the pace of these people is very steady.

While Hanzhe spoke, he tried his best to make his tone more cordial. But the next scene made Hanzhe a little puzzled.

I saw the figures in the distance, as if he hadn't heard his voice at all, he didn't even say a word, and his pace didn't stop at all. Looking at the mountains through the ages, it's like treating him as non-existent.

Seeing this scene, the cold rut is a bit strange. At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room also began to tease.

"2333, I always feel that the anchor is so embarrassed."

"Anchor, can you bear it? If they ignore you like this, even the official people are too big, right?"

"Wait...it's not right. Anchor, you don't meet a ghost, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you can see these figures, how could they be dirty?" The barrage in the live broadcast room made Hanzhe feel a little funny. These figures are clearly there, and the audience can also see, how could it be dirty.

Therefore, Hanzhe calmed down and continued to move forward.

For a while, the square was quiet, and a gust of wind made the cold rut feel a little chilly. But in the next second, an abnormality suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

"Stupid Green Pepper: Anchor! I just remembered something! Very important! When I went to the Cultural Relics Bureau to apply for approval for you, I accidentally inquired that the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau and the Palace Museum could not find you. The location. In other words, they can't get in at all! Who are these people!"

What?

People from the Forbidden City can't get in at all? What's the situation with this TM!

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