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

It was late at night, and the hustle and bustle of the city was left far behind, replaced by silence and coldness.

The car was driving on a rugged country road, its headlights illuminating a short distance ahead.

But the darkness around seemed like an endless abyss, swallowing everything.

When they arrived at their destination, they found that it was an abandoned house, surrounded by weeds and exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

The two men, holding flashlights, slowly approached the house and pushed open the rusty iron door, causing the door hinges to make a sharp scream.

Walking into the house, the entrance to the cellar is in the center of the room.

Chen Yile opened the wooden cover of the cellar, and a foul smell hit him in the face, with a scent of dampness and mildew.

"It seems there is indeed a problem here." Chen Yile frowned and said to Wang Jiajia.

"Be careful."

The two men walked down the steps to the cellar carefully. The beam of the flashlight was extremely bright in the darkness, but it could only illuminate a few steps in front of them.

The cellar walls were covered with moss and cobwebs, and the air was filled with a sickening stench of decay.

"This place is truly horrible."

Wang Jiajia said softly, her voice echoing in the empty cellar, sounding particularly strange.

Deep in the cellar, the darkness seemed even thicker, as if something was watching them in the dark.

Suddenly, Chen Yile felt a cold wind blowing from behind, as if a cold hand was stroking his neck.

"Who!" Chen Yile turned around suddenly, and the flashlight beam swept quickly in the darkness, but there was nothing.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jiajia asked nervously.

"It's okay." Chen Yile lowered his voice, "It might be an illusion."

As they continued forward, the air grew colder and black stains began to appear on the ground, looking like dried blood.

Not long after walking, a low cry came from the front, the voice was resentful and sad.

"Did you hear that?" Wang Jiajia asked nervously, with a trembling voice.

"I heard it." Chen Yile nodded, "Be careful, let's go over and take a look."

They walked towards the sound of crying, and a vague figure was vaguely visible in the darkness ahead.

When the flashlight beam shone over there, it turned out to be a female ghost with long hair covering her face.

She was wearing a tattered white shirt, tears streaming down her cheeks, making a slight sound as they dripped onto the ground.

"Who are you?" Chen Yile asked loudly, with the talisman in his hand ready.

The female ghost raised her head, a strange light flashed in her eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she instantly turned into a black shadow and pounced on Wang Jiajia.

"Jia Jia, be careful!" Chen Yile shouted and quickly threw the talisman in his hand.

The talisman burned in the air, emitting a dazzling light, but the female ghost was extremely fast and dodged it in an instant, crashing directly into Wang Jiajia.

Wang Jiajia was knocked back a few steps and felt a sharp pain in her chest.

She endured the pain, raised her hand and punched the female ghost in the face.

However, the fist felt like hitting cotton. The female ghost was not moved at all. Instead, she let out a sharp laugh.

"Damn thing!" Chen Yile gritted his teeth, pulled out the peach wood sword from his waist, and slashed at the female ghost.

The peach wood sword drew a sharp arc in the air, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it chopped down the female ghost fiercely.

The ghost screamed and dissipated in a puff of black smoke. However, the chill in the air didn't diminish at all, but instead grew even thicker.

Black liquid began to seep from the walls of the cellar, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Jia Jia, how are you?" Chen Yile quickly supported Wang Jiajia and asked anxiously.

"I'm fine." Wang Jiajia gritted her teeth, cold sweat already seeping out of her forehead, "It just hurts a little."

"There's something strange here, we have to solve it quickly." Chen Yile frowned and said, he had a vague ominous premonition in his heart.

Wang Jiajia asked softly: "Chen Yile, what is going on?"

Chen Yile frowned, looking at the gloomy environment around him, and said in a deep voice: "Jia Jia, don't you feel that this ghost seems to be coming for you?"

Wang Jiajia was stunned. Recalling the scene when the female ghost attacked her directly when she just went down the cellar, she couldn't help but nodded.

"It seems to be true, but I don't understand why. I never seem to have offended anyone."

Chen Yile shook his head helplessly. "We don't know who we've offended yet. But now isn't the time to dwell on this. Hide behind me and be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cellar suddenly changed again, and the black liquid on the wall began to flow violently.

The chill in the air intensified, and an indescribable aura of horror filled the air.

"Wuwuwu..." The low crying sound sounded again, more resentful and sad than before.

Chen Yile quickly turned around, and the flashlight beam swept rapidly in the darkness, illuminating the female ghost with long hair covering her face again.

There was a strange light in her eyes and a hideous sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"Jia Jia, be careful!" Chen Yile shouted, and quickly drew out the peach wood sword and stood in front of Wang Jiajia.

The female ghost let out a sharp laugh and pounced on Chen Yile at lightning speed.

Chen Yile swung his sword quickly, and the sword tip drew a sharp arc in the air, but the female ghost was too fast. She dodged in an instant and pounced on Wang Jiajia again.

Wang Jiajia was so frightened that she dodged and screamed non-stop. Chen Yile saw that the situation was critical.

He was waving his sword to deal with the female ghost while trying to protect Wang Jiajia, and he seemed to be overwhelmed.

Suddenly, the female ghost hit Chen Yile's shoulder with a palm. He felt a sharp pain and blood gushed out instantly.

Chen Yile gritted his teeth and persisted, when suddenly an epiphany struck him, and he realized that he was still a virgin and that his blood had special powers.

He quickly smeared his blood on the peach wood sword and chanted a Taoist spell: "The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the root of all energy. Practice for countless eons to prove my supernatural powers."

"Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao reigns supreme. Its body is radiant with golden light, enveloping me. It cannot be seen, nor heard. It encompasses heaven and earth, nurturing all living things. Recite this ten thousand times, and your body will be radiant. The Three Realms guard it, and the Five Emperors welcome it."

"All the gods pay homage, commanding thunder. Ghosts and demons are terrified, and spirits and monsters lose their form. Thunderbolts are within, and the Thunder God hides his name. Wisdom is intertwined, and the five energies surge. Golden light quickly appears, protecting the True Person. Hurry as the law commands!"

As the spell was chanted, the blood on the peach wood sword emitted a golden light, which made the female ghost scream.

Chen Yile held the peach wood sword and slashed at the female ghost again. The sword tip was shining with golden light, as if it had endless power.

The female ghost screamed and tried to escape, but this time she was firmly bound by the golden light.

Chen Yile continued with all his might, wielding the peach wood sword and continuously slashing at the female ghost.

The ghost girl's body gradually became transparent in the golden light, and finally turned into a puff of black smoke and completely dissipated into the air.

The chill in the cellar gradually dissipated, and the black liquid on the wall slowly disappeared.

The bloody smell in the air weakened, and a hint of normalcy returned.