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

"Help... Help..." The woman's voice came from outside the door again, with a creepy power.

Chen Yile knew that he had to find a way out as soon as possible.

He pushed the door open carefully, and after confirming that there was no danger outside, he quickly slipped out.

He continued down the corridor, each step filled with anxiety and fear.

At the end of the corridor was a dilapidated iron door. Chen Yile plucked up his courage, pushed the door open and walked in.

The room behind the door was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, and Chen Yile couldn't help but frown.

He looked around and found that it was an operating room, filled with all kinds of horrible surgical instruments.

There was a person lying on the operating table in the middle of the room, his whole body wrapped in bandages, with only a pair of eyes exposed, staring straight at Chen Yile.

"Save me..." The man made a weak voice, filled with endless despair and pain.

Chen Yile's heart tightened, he knew he couldn't retreat anymore.

He raised the pestle and approached it cautiously. His heart was beating fast, like a drum beating in his ears.

The patient's eyes flashed with an ominous light, which made people shudder.

Chen Yile took a deep breath and tried to calm down, but the sweat on his palms revealed his nervousness.

"Who are you?" Chen Yile asked in a trembling voice, although he had already vaguely guessed the answer in his heart.

The patient did not answer, but continued to stare at him with those empty eyes, as if trying to see through him.

Suddenly, the patient groaned in pain and his whole body began to convulse violently.

Chen Yile was startled and took a few steps back.

Bright red blood began to ooze from the patient's body, staining the bandages red.

Blood dripped down the operating table onto the floor, making a sickening dripping sound.

"Oh my God, he's bleeding!" Chen Yile exclaimed in shock.

He instinctively wanted to move closer to help the patient, but he was afraid that it was just a trick of the ghost.

At this moment, the patient suddenly sat up, let out a heart-wrenching scream, and then jumped off the operating table.

"Help! Help!" The patient's voice became sharp and crazy, like a wail coming from the depths of hell.

He moved incredibly fast and pounced on Chen Yile in an instant. Chen Yile was horrified and raised his demon pestle to try to drive away the ghost in front of him.

"Gate Gate, Paragate..." He recited the Buddhist scriptures eagerly, hoping that the pestle would work.

However, this time the demon-subduing pestle was ineffective! The light dimmed, and the power of the Buddhist scriptures seemed to be suppressed by some evil force.

Instead of stopping, the patient became even more frantic.

Black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot, revealing a crazy light.

Chen Yile was so scared that his face turned pale. He knew he had to escape from this damn place, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

The patient was getting closer and closer, and was about to catch Chen Yile.

His fingers grew sharp nails, carrying a deadly chill.

At this critical moment, Chen Yile suddenly came to his senses. He tried his best and finally broke free from the shackles of fear, turned around and ran towards the door.

"Ahhh!" The patient's screams sounded behind him, as if announcing that his escape was in vain.

Chen Yile's heart was pounding. He didn't dare look back and could only rush forward desperately.

The corridor stretched infinitely before his eyes, as if there was no end.

"Help... Help..." The patient's voice kept echoing in his ears, full of despair and anger.

Chen Yile knew that this ghost wanted to kill him and he couldn't stop.

Finally, he rushed out of the corridor, pushed open a door and rushed in.

This is an old clinic in the hospital. The room is covered with dust and it is obvious that no one has used it for a long time.

Chen Yile quickly locked the door and leaned against it, panting. The noise outside gradually faded away, and he knew he was safe for the time being.

He looked around. The clinic was filled with old furniture and medical equipment.

Chen Yile walked to the window and found that it was blocked by iron bars, making it impossible to escape.

He anxiously looked for other ways out, but to no avail.

Suddenly, the lights in the house flickered, and then the whole room fell into darkness.

Chen Yile's heart rose to his throat again. He turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and shone it around.

Just as the light swept across, he saw a mirror on the wall.

A blurry image appeared in the mirror.

Chen Yile frowned, walked closer and saw that the image in the mirror was actually himself.

What's even more creepy is that his image in the mirror suddenly showed a strange smile, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"You can't run away..." The self in the mirror said to Chen Yile, his voice low and echoing.

Chen Yile took a few steps back in fright, but the image in the mirror gradually became clearer. The face began to slowly distort and eventually turned into the patient who was chasing him.

"Don't come over!" Chen Yile shouted, looking at the patient in the mirror in horror.

The patient smiled that creepy smile again and slowly raised his finger to point at him.

At this moment, the mirror suddenly broke and fragments flew everywhere.

Chen Yile instinctively covered his face with his hands as the fragments scratched his skin, causing a stinging sensation.

When he opened his eyes again, the mirror had completely shattered and the patient's image had disappeared.

Silence returned to the room, leaving only the sound of his rapid breathing.

Chen Yile knew that he could no longer stay in this strange place.

He quickly checked the demon-subduing pestle and found that the Buddhist scriptures on it were still blurry and had lost their due light.

He decided to leave the clinic and continue looking for an exit.

However, when he pushed open the door, he found that the corridor outside had changed.

What was clearly an ordinary hospital corridor just now was now filled with thick fog and visibility was almost zero.

Chen Yile hesitated for a moment, but he knew he couldn't stop no matter what.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the thick fog.

In the thick fog, he could hardly see the road ahead and could only grope forward by feeling.

The surroundings were eerily silent, with only the sound of his own footsteps echoing.

Chen Yile felt an unprecedented loneliness and fear. It seemed like this was another world, a world full of despair and darkness.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in the thick fog.

Chen Yile walked closer in surprise and found that it was a room with lights on.

He walked over carefully, pushed open the door, and found that the room was filled with various medical equipment and medicines. It was obviously the hospital's pharmacy.

Just then, he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned around suddenly and saw a figure standing at the door.

He was a doctor in a white coat, his face was pale and his eyes were empty.

"Why are you here?" Chen Yile asked in a trembling voice.

The doctor didn't answer, but walked slowly towards him.