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

"Anchor, what is this place? Are you really encountering a ghost?"

"I feel like my heart is about to jump out of my chest. Does anyone else feel the same?"

"Anchor, can you make it out alive? It feels so dangerous!"

Chen Yile was sweating profusely, his movements became slower and slower, while those black shadows became more and more ferocious.

An evil ghost suddenly pounced on him, its sharp claws almost grabbing his face, and he suddenly turned sideways.

The peach wood sword stabbed out diagonally, cutting off half of the evil ghost's body. The evil ghost let out a shrill scream and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

"Wow, this sword energy is too strong!"

"Is it possible this is a reality TV show? But it's so real!"

"I'm starting to believe it. These ghosts don't look fake."

"This swordplay is straight out of a martial arts movie!"

Just when Chen Yile felt that his strength was almost exhausted, he suddenly heard a crisp bell ring.

That was the magic bell he carried with him. He was delighted and quickly took out the magic bell and shook it.

The clear ringing sound echoed in the night sky. The dark shadows covered their ears and retreated in pain.

"This is the Soul-Calming Bell. Turns out the host is a ghost catcher!"

"Oh my god, this is so exciting, it's like a real-life paranormal event!"

"The ringing seems to be working, the ghosts are backing off!"

"Hold on, anchor! We support you!"

Amid the audience's cheers, Chen Yile regained his spirits. He used up his last bit of strength, swung the peach wood sword, and repelled the remaining evil spirits one by one.

The black shadows gradually dissipated, and the village road returned to tranquility, leaving only the sound of Chen Yile's heavy breathing.

"Are you okay, host?"

"That was really thrilling just now!"

“I felt completely terrified!”

"This is definitely not a special effect, I believe it now!"

Chen Yile wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up his phone, and gave the audience on the screen a wry smile. "Sorry for scaring everyone."

"This isn't a special effect, nor is it a show. I was actually fighting a demon just now."

The audience was excited and comments flooded in like a tide.

"Oh my God, is this real?"

"It turns out the host is really a Taoist priest who exorcises ghosts!"

"It's incredible, I feel like I just experienced a nightmare."

"Thank you, host, for letting me experience the real supernatural world."

……

But soon some people questioned it.

"Before, they said it was a special effect, but now they say it's real."

"You are full of nonsense!"

"Unbelievable!"

……

Chen Yile looked at what they said, smiled slightly, and said, "You can treat it as a special effects live broadcast, it's actually quite good."

"I've finished my work here and have to go back. Goodbye."

After saying that, Chen Yile ended the live broadcast, leaving only his fans still discussing it with relish.

Chen Yile packed up his things and returned to the city. It was late at night, but there were still some vehicles and pedestrians on the streets.

He leaned tiredly on the seat, took out his cell phone and dialed Wang Dingquan's number.

Wang Dingquan's voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Chen, what's going on? Is the matter resolved?"

"It's been resolved," Chen Yile replied in a low voice, "The evil spirits have been driven away, and the evil spirit in the village has been purified."

"Great, great!" Wang Dingquan said excitedly. "Thank you, Brother Chen, it's all thanks to you! Without you, who knows how many more people these ghosts would have harmed."

"You're welcome. This is what I should do." Chen Yile smiled slightly and then hung up the phone.

He put his phone back in his pocket and breathed a long sigh of relief. The fatigue in his heart seemed to be relieved a little.

When he returned home and opened the door, he saw his assistant Li Yaoyao coming to greet him.

Her face was filled with worry, and her eyes were filled with fear. "Boss, you're back. Was that live broadcast just now...real?"

Chen Yile looked at her and knew that she must have been frightened by the live broadcast just now.

He nodded gently: "Yes, Yaoyao, what happened just now is indeed true. I was indeed fighting against the evil spirit."

Li Yaoyao's face turned pale instantly, but she still mustered up the courage to say, "I...I'm afraid, but I've seen the real thing. I have something I want to ask you for help with."

Chen Yile frowned and asked, "What's the matter? Since I'm your boss, I'll naturally help you."

Li Yaoyao took a deep breath, as if to cheer herself up. "There are some unclean things in my house too, and I hope you can help me get rid of them. But please don't broadcast it live, I don't want more people to know about this."

Chen Yile nodded. "Okay, I promise you, I won't broadcast it live. Let's go to your house now."

The two went to Li Yaoyao's residence together.

As the night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away and the streets became extremely quiet.

Walking on the road, Li Yaoyao seemed a little nervous, looking back from time to time, as if something would jump out of the darkness at any time.

When she arrived at Li Yaoyao's house, her hands were shaking a little, and there was a slight sound when she opened the door.

The room was pitch black. Chen Yile took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight. The faint light illuminated a small area in front.

"Yaoyao, has anything strange happened in your family recently?" Chen Yile asked.

Li Yaoyao nodded, her voice trembling a little: "Yes, in the past few days, I have been hearing some strange noises and seeing some blurry shadows at night. Sometimes I can even feel that something is staring at me."

Chen Yile frowned, knowing that things were not simple. He walked into the room and felt a cold breath coming towards him.

The temperature inside the house seemed to be several degrees lower than outside, making people shiver.

He lit a few incense sticks and placed them in various corners of the room, then began to set up the altar.

Li Yaoyao watched nervously from the side, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead from time to time.

"Yaoyao, no matter what happens later, don't panic or run around." Chen Yile warned.

Li Yaoyao nodded vigorously, "I understand, Brother Yile, I will listen to you."

Chen Yile began to chant a spell, and the cigarette smoke in the room gradually formed a thin layer of smoke.

Suddenly, the incense began to shake violently, and the cold air in the room became stronger, as if countless pairs of cold hands were scratching at the air.

Li Yaoyao nervously grabbed Chen Yile's arm, her eyes full of fear.

At this moment, a low laugh came from the corner of the room. The sound was weird and eerie, making people shudder.

"Who's there?" Chen Yile shouted, pointing the peach wood sword in his hand in the direction of the sound.

In the darkness, a blurry shadow emerged vaguely. The shadow gradually became clearer, revealing a pale and distorted face with empty eyes and a strange smile on the corners of his mouth.

The laughter grew louder and louder, as if mocking Chen Yile's powerlessness.

"He seems to be a powerful guy."

Chen Yile said coldly. He injected his internal energy into the peach wood sword, and the sword began to emit a faint light.