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

His wounds began to heal, and his exhausted body was filled with strength again.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? Did you eat a ghost?"

"The modern Zhong Kui! This is too awesome!"

Various comments emerged in the barrage, and fans were shocked and curious.

Chen Yile just lay on the ground gasping for breath, feeling his strength recover, a smug smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just basic operation." He said lightly to the camera, then closed his eyes and enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

However, at this moment, an unusual noise suddenly came from deep in the corridor, as if something was slowly approaching.

Chen Yile opened his eyes alertly, clenched the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and was secretly on guard.

"Here we go again?" He whispered to himself, but a fighting spirit surged in his heart.

No matter what lies ahead, he will never back down again.

In order to find Wang Yang and end this nightmarish journey, he must continue fighting.

He slowly stood up and walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

Every step was taken with extreme caution, and my heart was beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of my chest.

He knew that every corner of the abandoned hospital might hide unknown dangers, and this unknown force was approaching him.

The darkness at the end of the corridor was like a huge mouth, waiting to swallow all intruders.

Chen Yile gripped the demon-subduing pestle tightly.

Suddenly, a blurry figure appeared in sight and gradually became clearer.

She was a woman in a hospital gown, with long hair disheveled and a face as pale as paper.

Her eyes were empty and there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

Chen Yile felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his forehead. This woman was obviously not an ordinary ghost.

"Who are you?" he asked in a deep voice, trying his best to sound calm.

The woman didn't answer and slowly approached him.

Her steps were light and silent, as if she were floating on the air.

Chen Yile knew that he had to strike first, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He swung the demon-subduing pestle violently, pointing it directly at the woman's chest.

However, the woman's reaction speed was beyond his imagination. She dodged the attack easily with a sway of her body.

The smile on her lips deepened, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

Chen Yile thought to himself that something was wrong and quickly adjusted his posture to prepare for the next attack.

At this moment, the woman suddenly opened her mouth and let out a shrill scream, the sound piercing Chen Yile's eardrum like a sharp blade.

He covered his ears in pain and felt dizzy.

In this moment of distraction, the woman had already approached, and her sharp nails scratched his cheek.

Chen Yile barely dodged to the side, but a bloody mark was still left on his face.

He ignored the pain and swung the demon-subduing pestle, trying to force the other party back.

The woman dodged nimbly, her movements strange and swift.

Chen Yile was anxious. If this continued, he would probably be dragged down.

Suddenly, he remembered the ghost-eating specialized skill he had just exchanged.

This skill can devour ghosts and transform their spirit into one's own power.

Chen Yile made up his mind and decided to take a gamble.

He took a few steps back, putting some distance between him and the woman, then took a deep breath and focused all his attention.

"Open the mouth of Zhong Kui!" He shouted softly, and a strong suction force came out of his mouth, pointing directly in the direction of the woman.

The woman obviously had not anticipated this move, and the smile on her face froze instantly.

Her body was pulled by the suction and gradually moved closer to Chen Yile.

Chen Yile felt a burst of ecstasy and continued to increase the suction until the woman was completely swallowed.

A strong energy instantly surged into Chen Yile's body. He felt full of strength, his wounds healed quickly, and his mind became clear again.

He gasped, feeling as if he had been reborn.

"Brother Chen, this... this is too amazing!"

"Zhong Kui is possessed! He can even recover his strength by eating ghosts!"

"The contemporary Zhong Kui, his reputation is well-deserved!"

Late at night, moonlight shines through the hospital windows, illuminating the long corridor and casting shadows.

Chen Yile stood at the stairs, his heart beating like a drum.

The last time Wang Yang appeared was in the nurses' building. He took a deep breath and began to walk up the stairs slowly.

Every step felt like stepping on cold steel, and the sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the ground was extremely harsh in the silent night.

Chen Yile held the flashlight tightly, and the beam cast flickering shadows on the wall.

He felt a damp and musty smell in the air, as if the building had been abandoned for a long time.

At the end of the corridor, the lights of the nurses' station were dim.

Chen Yile slowly approached, and the beam of the flashlight swept across the empty beds. There seemed to be a faint figure under the white sheets.

Just as he approached the nurse's station, the air behind him suddenly became cold. He turned around suddenly and saw a shadow flash by in the darkness.

The barrage exploded instantly.

"Ghost! Run!"

"What was that just now?! I was scared to death!"

"Don't go that way! Right, right!"

Chen Yile tried to calm down and continued walking. He came to the nurses' station and flipped through the records on the table.

The paper is yellowed and the record stops at a few months before the hospital closed down. However, there was indeed a man named Wang Yang who came here for diagnosis, and there are photos.

Suddenly, there was a whisper in my ears, as if someone was calling me softly.

Chen Yile turned around suddenly. The door of the small cubicle behind the nurses' station was quietly half open, and it was pitch black inside.

He raised the flashlight, and the beam penetrated the darkness, revealing a pale face. It was a man with a very bad complexion.

Chen Yile almost immediately confirmed that this face was Wang Yang!

Chen Yile couldn't believe his eyes. He rushed into the cubicle, but Wang Yang disappeared into the air like smoke.

In the compartment, a strong stench hit Chen Yile in the face. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, tears almost coming out.

He resisted the urge to vomit and began searching around the cubicle.

Just then, his flashlight suddenly went out.

The whole world fell into darkness, with only his rapid breathing echoing in his ears.

The barrage exploded again.

"The flashlight is dead! Find a spare!"

"Oh my God, it's over!"

"It's so dark, I can't bear to look at it!"

……

Chen Yile's hand groped in the dark. He found the spare flashlight and when he lit it again, he found that he was no longer in the nurses' station.

He stood in an unfamiliar ward, the walls all around him covered in black mold, and worn-out medical equipment scattered on the floor.

He looked up and saw a little girl standing in the corner of the ward.

The girl was wearing an old hospital gown, her hair was messy and her face was covered in dust.

Her eyes were empty and desperate, staring straight at Chen Yile.

"Who are you?" Chen Yile asked tentatively.

The little girl didn't answer, but slowly raised her hand and pointed to the other end of the ward.

Chen Yile looked in the direction her finger pointed and saw a half-open door.

He mustered up the courage to walk over, opened the door, and found himself back at the nurses' station.