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

The barrage immediately became joyful.

"Ichiraku, you're so brave!"

“Thank you for the live broadcast, we were all terrified!”

"Looking forward to the next adventure! When will it be?"

Chen Yile turned off the live broadcast, took a deep breath, and thought to himself: "It seems that the secrets of Tang Village are far more than these..."

The early morning sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, providing Chen Yile with a relatively peaceful environment to wake up.

Last night's experience lingered in his mind like a nightmare.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, picked up his phone, and found that the Douyin account was flooded with comments and gifts.

He opened TikTok and saw fans sending him gifts and words of encouragement, and he felt refreshed.

"Thank you all for your support! Last night was truly thrilling. Thank you all for your company." Chen Yile said to himself.

After a brief rest, Chen Yile decided to continue his adventure.

He simply washed up, changed into comfortable clothes, and prepared to enter Tang Village again during the day to see if he could find more clues in the sunlight.

Walking out of the residence, although the sun was shining brightly, the shadow in Chen Yile's heart still lingered.

Tang Village looked even more desolate in the sunlight. The dilapidated houses intertwined with the horrific memories of last night made him shiver.

"Okay, let's go to Tang Village again during the day, hoping to find more clues." He talked to himself on the phone and started the live broadcast.

Although there are fewer comments, there are still a few fans supporting:

"Come on, Ichiraku!"

"It shouldn't be so scary during the day, right?"

Chen Yile took a deep breath and walked into Tang Village. The village entrance still had the half-closed door, and the air was still filled with the smell of decay.

Just the sunlight made him feel a little safer.

He decided to go to the old house where he lived last night and take another look. When he got to the door of the old house, Chen Yile found a bunch of paper figures at the door.

There was a strange smile painted on the paper man's face. Although the colors on his body were bright, it looked particularly strange in this dilapidated environment.

"When did these paper figures appear?" Chen Yile was puzzled and squatted down to take a closer look.

The paper figurine is exquisitely made, obviously not just casually pasted together.

He stood up and pushed open the door of the old house.

The sunlight shone into the room through the window, and the gloomy atmosphere of last night seemed less scary during the day.

He walked to where he had found the mirror last night. The mirror was still broken, but now the blurry shadow was gone.

"It seems there is really a big difference between day and night," he thought to himself.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind him. Chen Yile turned around abruptly and saw that the paper man at the door had moved a little, as if it was blown by the wind.

He walked up to the paper man and found that there was an extra note in the man's hand.

He carefully unfolded the note, which read: "You shouldn't be here."

Chen Yile felt a chill, hurriedly put the note into his pocket, and continued to explore the old house.

He came to the bedroom from last night. The portrait was still hanging on the wall, but today, the eyes of the woman in the portrait seemed sharper.

"This portrait is really strange," he said to the camera, full of doubts.

After leaving the bedroom, Chen Yile decided to explore other parts of the village.

He walked along the path in the village, and the houses around him looked extremely dilapidated.

Suddenly, he saw a house with a door full of paper people. These paper people were even more bizarre than the ones he had just seen, and seemed to be guarding something.

He approached the house cautiously. Paper figures stood at the door, as if watching his every step.

Chen Yile's heart beat faster. He reached out and pushed open the door, only to find that the room was filled with offerings: incense, candles, and even more paper figures.

"What kind of sacrificial activity is this?" He whispered to himself, feeling uneasy.

Suddenly, a soft crying sound came from the corner of the room.

He walked over slowly and found a paper man dressed in ancient costume squatting in the corner, with an expression of pain on his face.

"This is too weird!" Chen Yile exclaimed, and suddenly took a few steps back, accidentally knocking over the table beside him. The candle on the table fell to the ground, and the fire flashed, igniting the paper man.

The flames spread rapidly, and Chen Yile hurriedly ran out of the house, and the house behind him was quickly engulfed in flames.

There seemed to be an invisible pressure in the village, making him breathless.

He decided to go to the center of the village, where there was an ancient ancestral hall.

There were also a few paper figures standing in front of the ancestral hall, but the faces of these paper figures seemed more solemn, as if they were guarding some important secret.

Pushing open the door of the ancestral hall, you will see the smoke of incense burning inside and several ancient photos placed on the altar.

Chen Yile walked closer and found that the photos were all portraits of the same woman, and the face seemed familiar.

"Isn't this the woman in the portrait?" He was shocked and looked carefully at the tablet on the altar. It read: "Ancestor of the Tang family."

Suddenly, the candlelight in the ancestral hall shook violently, as if a cold wind was blowing.

Chen Yile felt a chill on his back and turned around suddenly, only to find that the paper figures at the door had all turned towards him, as if watching his every move.

He felt a panic and decided to leave the ancestral hall.

After walking out of the ancestral hall, he found that there were many more paper people in the village. These paper people stood on both sides of the road, as if welcoming his arrival.

Chen Yile walked quickly back to the village entrance, still feeling uneasy.

Although the sun was shining, he felt an inexplicable terror hanging over the village.

The comments on the phone screen continued to scroll, but he no longer had the heart to read them.

"Today's adventure ends here. I need to sort myself out." He said to the camera and turned off the live broadcast.

The moment he walked out of Tang Village, Chen Yile looked back, his heart filled with doubts and fear.

The secret of Tang Village is far more unfathomable than he imagined.

As night fell, Chen Yile sat in the room, his mood growing heavier.

Today's daytime exploration not only failed to solve the mystery of Tang Village, but made him even more confused and uneasy.

He decided to be more prepared this time.

So he looked up some talismans to ward off evil spirits on the Internet and tried to draw some himself to carry with him.

He carefully put the charms into his pocket and recited them in his mind, hoping that they would give him some protection during his night adventure.

He took a deep breath in front of the mirror and encouraged himself: "Chen Yile, you can do it. You must find the truth tonight."

He started the live broadcast. Although the comments were getting fewer and fewer, there were still some loyal fans who persisted:

"Come on, Ichiraku!"

"Brothers, are you all retreating? I'm not leaving!"

"Hope this evening is safe!"

As the night deepened, Chen Yile once again set foot on the path leading to Tang Village.

Unlike the brightness during the day, Tang Village at night appears even more eerie and terrifying.