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

Suddenly, a pair of cold hands reached out, grabbed Chen Yile's neck and pulled him towards the camera.

The camera was shaking violently, the picture was blurry, and only Chen Yile's screams and gasps could be heard.

"Please, let me go..." His voice was weak and desperate, but his hands showed no sign of loosening.

The camera finally stabilized and captured a horrifying scene.

Chen Yile was suspended in the air by an invisible force, his face pale and his eyes full of fear.

The barrage exploded:

"Oh my God, he was really caught by a ghost!"

"It's impossible, how could this be!"

"Yile, hold on!"

Just as everyone was holding their breath, blood suddenly began to seep from the walls of the toilet. The bloodstains quickly spread, and the entire room instantly turned blood red.

Chen Yile's screams became weaker and weaker, and finally fell into silence.

The phone fell to the ground again, and the camera was pointed at a corner of the toilet. The blood on the wall continued to spread, forming a terrifying ghost face.

The ghost face was grinning, as if mocking everyone watching the live broadcast.

The live broadcast room's barrage has become a mess:

"Call the police! Something's really happened to him!"

"Someone come and save him!"

"This place is really haunted!"

At this time, the light in the toilet flickered, and a cold wind blew, as if countless hands were waving in the air.

A line of blood-red words appeared on Chen Yile's phone screen: "Welcome to Hell."

Then, the live broadcast screen went completely black, leaving only endless darkness and cold silence.

The audience in the live broadcast room were so frightened that they kept trying to contact Chen Yile, but his phone never rang again.

The entire Deqing Hospital seemed to be plunged in deathly silence, with only the faint cries and sounds of dripping water echoing in the silent night.

This night, no one is destined to sleep.

"It's over just like that? How is that possible?!"

Chen Yile did not die. When his consciousness was blurred, he entered the system mall.

After taking a quick look, Chen Yile made up his mind and spent 10,000 points to redeem a high-level magic weapon, the Demon-Subduing Pestle!

A white light flashed, and the demon-subduing pestle appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This is a stick carved with complex runes, emitting a faint golden light all over. Holding it in the hand gives one an inexplicable sense of security.

Just as he was about to take a closer look at the demon-subduing pestle, several ghostly figures suddenly jumped out of the surrounding darkness and pounced towards him.

Chen Yile swung the demon-subduing pestle without hesitation, and golden light instantly enveloped the ghosts. With a shrill scream, the ghosts disappeared like smoke.

"I'm saved!" Chen Yile was overjoyed. He gripped the demon-subduing pestle tightly and continued to move forward.

He continued the live broadcast, and the audience in the barrage sent amazing comments:

"What the hell, what kind of artifact is this!"

"Brother Chen's magic weapon is awesome!"

“I can actually see this kind of magical thing in the live broadcast room!”

Chen Yile looked at the barrage of comments and felt a little more at ease. He knew that there was a group of people watching him through the screen, giving him invisible strength.

He cautiously went to the second floor. The atmosphere here was even more eerie. The air was filled with the smell of decay, and the cold wind blew, making a low whimpering sound.

Walking in the corridor, cold sweat broke out on Chen Yile's palms.

The wall clock ticked silently, making a faint ticking sound, and each tick seemed to be beating against his heart.

He suddenly felt an invisible pressure, as if something was watching him.

"Everyone, be careful, something doesn't feel right on the second floor." Chen Yile whispered, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand tightened involuntarily.

Warnings were also issued in the barrage:

"Brother Chen, be careful!"

"I feel something behind me!"

"Don't look back, go!"

Just as Chen Yile stepped into a room, a creepy laugh was heard.

Chen Yile suddenly turned around and saw a ghost doctor in a white coat standing in front of him, holding a shiny scalpel in his hand.

"You are a new patient, right? Let me perform an operation on you." The ghost doctor grinned, with a strange red light flashing in his eyes.

Chen Yile felt a huge sense of oppression coming over him, and he raised the demon-subduing pestle and swung it towards the ghost doctor.

However, the golden light of the demon-subduing pestle had no effect on the ghost doctor.

The ghost doctor slowly approached, and the scalpel reflected a cold light under the light.

"This thing is useless to him!" Chen Yile was shocked and turned around and ran away.

The ghost doctor roared and chased after him.

The corridor on the second floor was filled with a gloomy atmosphere. Chen Yile ran desperately, and the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer.

Just when he felt desperate, several ghost nurses rushed out from the next room and joined the chase.

"Run, Brother Chen!"

"Find a place to hide!"

"Ah! How scary!"

The audience in the barrage were also infected by the tense atmosphere and exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Yile's heart was beating like thunder, he knew he had to find a safe place.

He rushed into a storage room, quickly closed the door, and propped up the door with some debris.

The ghost doctors and nurses outside screamed sharply and banged on the door.

Chen Yile leaned against the door, breathing heavily, sweat from his forehead dripping onto the ground.

He took out his phone and saw that the live broadcast room was full of comments, some encouraging him, some giving him advice:

"Brother Chen, you have to hold on!"

"Look for another exit!"

"Watch out for what's behind you!"

Chen Yile took a deep breath and decided to calm down for a while to recover some strength before making any plans.

He looked around and found a vent in the utility room, which might be the only hope of escape.

He climbed up the pile of debris, opened the vent with great effort, and crawled in.

The vent was narrow and dark, but he didn't dare stop and kept crawling forward.

The voice behind him gradually faded away, and Chen Yile felt a little more relaxed.

After climbing for an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a faint light ahead.

Chen Yile used up his last bit of strength and finally climbed out of the vent, and found himself in an abandoned laboratory.

The old instruments around were covered with dust, and the air was filled with a foul smell.

He leaned against the wall and slumped down on the ground exhausted.

Although he had temporarily escaped the pursuit of the ghost doctor and ghost nurse, he knew that there were more unknown dangers waiting for him in the building.

"Everyone, I'm safe for now, but it's too weird here, I have to continue to be careful." Chen Yile said to the live broadcast room.

The comments expressed concern and tension:

"Come on, Brother Chen, we're always watching you!"

"This place is scary, be careful!"

"Hurry and see if there is any other way out!"

Chen Yile took a deep breath, stood up, and decided to move on.

He knew that only by finding the exit could he truly escape from this terrifying building.

He gripped the demon-subduing pestle tightly in his hand and walked towards the depths of the laboratory.