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Immortal in Horror Game: She is the Fortune Teller!-Chapter 230 - 227: Bloody Castle 8 (Part 2)
[Curious!]
[Stop keeping us in suspense! Spill it, spill it!]
Josh glanced at his livestream room: "Oh, the reward points in my livestream are really scarce..." πππ¦β―πΈπ¦ππππ·β―π.πππ
[Leave it to me!]
[Here comes the reward!]
With a few taps, the audience in the livestream could not resist their curiosity. With many people, there is power in numbers. Joshβs livestream quickly accumulated hundreds of thousands of reward points, instantly overshadowing Susannaβs neighboring livestream where she was pretending to be innocent and cute.
After waiting for ages in the chat, without hearing a peep from Josh, a flurry of question marks flooded the screen.
[Weβve given you the points, now spill it!]
[Hurry up! Iβm dying of suspense! I canβt handle this curiosity!]
Josh cast a sidelong glance at the livestream camera and feigned confusion: "I just lamented that the rewards in my stream are few, I didnβt say that just because you gave rewards, Iβd reveal my skills."
[??]
[Damn! Thatβs shameless!]
[Thatβs defiant! Youβre even teasing your old man, huh?]
[Iβm angry! Iβm really angry! Do you take us for fools just because we donβt snap? Give us back our points!]
Josh, looking lazily annoying, said, "Youβve already paid tribute to your father, asking for them back would be embarrassing, wouldnβt it? Alright, stop howling, Daddy will show you something fun~"
Innocent chat: [Whatβs the fun thing?]
A faint cry came from the wind, accompanied by a strange "squishing" sound, like squeezing, or chewing.
The wall sconces on either side seemed to be styled after human bones, and as the wax dripped down the candles, the bone sconces trembled slightly.
There was a rustling sound of footsteps behind her.
Josh spun around abruptly and looked up to see at the top step of the staircase at the corner, shockingly seated a rag doll.
The rag doll was pure white, wearing a little white dress, with a few sparse long hairs scattered, a porcelain-white face with a pair of dark, eerie eyes, with black smudges around the eye sockets and eyelids, as if something black had crawled out of her eye sockets and attached to the surrounding skin.
The eye sockets were so dark that in the flickering candlelight, Josh couldnβt even tell if there were real eyes inside.
But when the camera zoomed in on the doll, the close-up was very clear.
Josh chuckled: "So, howβs that? Fun or not?"
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!]
[Protect us! Protect us! Mighty One, come out!]
[Josh, you treacherous rascal! Always scheming to harm me! Iβll kill you!]
[Trying to scare your old man to death and inherit daddyβs millions in silver coins, arenβt you! Such despicable intentions! Your father will never speak to you again!]
[With Heaven and Earth as witnesses! We sever ties! With Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad above and King Yan of the Underworld below, today I shall dutifully expel this foolish son from the family genealogy!]
[Hesitantly asking, where are all of Joshβs fans... do you all have such deep knowledge of Ancient Blue Starβs culture?]
[To keep up with the livestreamβs pace, I wonβt say who crammed months of Ancient Blue Star historical culture knowledge.]
Josh chuckled disdainfully: "With such little courage, youβre embarrassing your father. Donβt come to my stream, go play with your yo-yo."
Some well-meaning person in the chat reminded her: [Foolish son, be careful, Mina and Little Meng also encountered that doll, itβs very troublesome and eerie! Dangerous, donβt be careless!!!]
[High-energy alert ahead, non-combatants please evacuate first.]
Josh nodded approvingly: "The road ahead seems quite interesting, cowards, go back to your Baby Bus channel, donβt come to Daddyβs livestream and embarrass yourselves, lest you get scared and have to run back to find your mama to sing you lullabies."
The provoked audience was about to leave the livestream, but with her provocation, they reluctantly puffed up their courage and stayed.
[Ridiculous, watching horror films at three, playing hide-and-seek at five, and at 12 braving every horror site in Burn City, whoβs afraid?]
[Today, if I get scared and let out a sound, Iβll do a handstand and smoke in reverse while calling Josh great daddy three times.]
Josh chuckled again, ignoring these obstinate comments and turned her attention back to the doll on the stairs.
She was very sure that when she came down, that doll wasnβt there.
Josh turned back and descended the stairs.
Again, there was a rustling sound behind her, accompanied by the sharp giggling of a child.
She turned abruptly, but the steps were empty, nothing was there.
Josh sensed something was off, then suddenly looked down and saw the doll at her feet.
The doll seemed to have been placed right by her feet, lying tilted on its back, with a pair of dark, eerie sockets staring blankly at her.







