Feng Shui live broadcast: A haunted house worth 50 million is not worth living in

A pale, distorted face appeared in mid-air, with lifeless eyes and a strange smile hanging at the corner of its mouth.

The live broadcast was filled with comments and comments, with fans' screams and concerns filling the screen:

"Brother Chen, be careful!"

"What the hell is that?"

"Get out of there, it's scary!"

Chen Yile took a deep breath and tried to remain calm. He quickly pulled Wang Jiajia up and used his body to block her from the terrifying face.

His heart was beating faster, but he knew that he had to protect Wang Jiajia while also dealing with this sudden supernatural phenomenon.

He swung the flashlight, shining a strong light directly on the face, only to see it suddenly dissipate like smoke.

The cellar fell into silence again, with only their breathing and the nervous comments from the live broadcast audience.

"Brother Chen, what is going on?" Wang Jiajia asked in a trembling voice.

Chen Yile looked around and replied in a deep voice, "I don't know, but it's clear that the secrets of this place are more than we thought."

He readjusted the camera and said to the live stream: "Everyone has seen that something incredible is indeed happening here."

"But don't worry, we'll find the reason."

As the live broadcast continued, Chen Yile and Wang Jiajia continued to explore the cellar cautiously.

The audience held their breath and stared at the flashing lights on the screen. The cellar was dark, with only the faint glow of the flashlight barely illuminating the surroundings.

Chen Yile and Wang Jiajia were carefully checking in the corner, not leaving out any shadow. Suddenly, Wang Jiajia's scream broke the silence.

Chen Yile ran over quickly and saw Wang Jiajia trembling while holding a skull.

Her face turned pale in an instant, and the skull in her hand seemed to have magic that attracted her attention.

"Jia Jia, throw it away!" Chen Yile shouted urgently, but his voice seemed to be suppressed in this gloomy cellar and did not attract her attention.

On the contrary, Wang Jiajia's eyes became extremely sharp, and an ominous aura quickly enveloped her.

Chen Yile's pupils shrank as he realized that Wang Jiajia had been possessed.

He quickly pulled out a yellow paper talisman from his backpack, pinched it between his fingers, and shouted, "Evil creature! Get out of here right now!"

However, when Wang Jiajia opened her mouth, a deep male voice came out: "Hahaha, want to get out of here alive? Forget it!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded instantly:

"Oh my god, this is so scary! Come on, Brother Chen!"

"What the hell is this? It's so scary!"

"Master, please use your magic quickly!"

Chen Yile gritted his teeth, knowing that this battle was inevitable.

He immediately waved the talisman in his hand, muttering: "The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law, the imperial decree!"

The talisman drew a golden light in the air and flew straight towards Wang Jiajia.

But the man's sinister laughter rang out again. Wang Jiajia dodged it nimbly and rushed straight towards Chen Yile.

Her movements are as agile as a ghost and her speed is amazing.

Chen Yile quickly dodged sideways, pulled out the demon-subduing pestle from his backpack, swung it hard, and pointed it directly at Wang Jiajia's chest.

The demon-subduing pestle, with its fierce gust of wind, headed straight for Wang Jiajia's body, but she seemed to have anticipated it, and she dodged the attack nimbly with a sway of her body.

Instead, he took advantage of Chen Yile's lack of reaction and struck him on the shoulder with a palm.

Chen Yile staggered back after being hit by the palm strike, and felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

"Jia Jia is possessed! Brother Chen, be careful!"

"Is Brother Chen okay? I'm so worried!"

Chen Yile endured the pain and his eyes were firm.

He swung the demon-subduing pestle again, shouting, "Evil spirit, use the magic weapon!"

The demon-subduing pestle was swung out again with a burning breath, this time hitting Wang Jiajia's forehead directly.

But unexpectedly, the demon-subduing pestle did not produce the expected effect.

The ghost seemed to become more and more courageous as the battle went on, and even began to manipulate Wang Jiajia's body to launch stronger attacks.

Chen Yile felt powerless, and his Taoism seemed to be ineffective in front of the other party.

Wang Jiajia's attacks became more and more fierce, and Chen Yile was unable to cope with them for a while.

He kept changing the talismans in his hands and trying various Taoist methods, but the opponent's strength was obviously beyond his expectations.

Chen Yile pulled out a bottle of cinnabar from his backpack and quickly sprinkled it into the air, chanting, "Heavenly thunder bewitches the soul, hurry as the law commands!"

Cinnabar formed a red halo in the air and rushed straight towards Wang Jiajia.

But the ghost just sneered and shattered the light circle with a wave of his hand.

Chen Yile was shocked by this powerful counterattack and took several steps back. His chest felt stuffy and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"It's over, it's over, Brother Chen seems to be injured!"

"This ghost is too powerful. He is not afraid of any attack!"

Chen Yile knew that the situation was not good, he had to find a way to delay time and find a loophole.

He stared into Wang Jiajia's eyes, trying to find a trace of Wang Jiajia herself through her eyes.

However, there was only coldness and murderous intent in those eyes. It was obvious that Wang Jiajia's consciousness had been completely suppressed.

Chen Yile took out another talisman from his backpack. This time it was his last hope, the Heavenly Master Talisman.

He held the talisman high and chanted, "Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, grant me divine power to exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts. Taishang Laojun, hurry up and obey the command!"

The talisman ignited a blazing flame, and Chen Yile pressed it against Wang Jiajia's forehead.

The flames suddenly erupted, lighting up the entire cellar, and the ghost let out a shrill scream.

However, this brief victory did not last long.

The ghost recovered surprisingly quickly and pounced on Chen Yile with even greater anger.

The two men engaged in a fierce fight again, and the air in the cellar seemed to become hot.

Every attack from Chen Yile was easily resolved by Guimei, and every counterattack from Guimei left him covered in wounds.

Chen Yile felt his strength gradually failing him. His breathing became heavy and his movements became slower and slower.

"Oh my god, Brother Chen can't hold on any longer!"

"Who can help Brother Chen?!"

"Don't give up, Brother Chen!"

Just when Chen Yile felt desperate, he suddenly remembered a Taoist saying: "When the mind is calm, all things return to oneness."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

He began to recite the mantra in his heart, concentrating all his strength on the demon-subduing pestle in his hand.

When he opened his eyes again, a hint of determination flashed in them.

He raised the demon-subduing pestle high and swung it down with all his strength.

This attack seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, and it directly hit the ghost.

However, just as the demon-subduing pestle was about to hit Wang Jiajia, the ghost suddenly burst out with a powerful black energy, which knocked Chen Yile away.

Chen Yile fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

He had almost no strength to stand up, but Wang Jiajia was still controlled by the ghost and was approaching him step by step.

Chen Yile knew that he had tried his best, but the power of this ghost was too strong.