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

Chen Yile dodged hurriedly, and the black flame brushed past his shoulder, causing a sharp pain.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and hit the evil ghost on the head with a stick.

"Bang!" The evil ghost was hit and his body shook for a moment, but he quickly regained his balance, and the murderous light in his eyes became even more intense.

"Do you think you can defeat me with this?" The evil ghost roared, and his body suddenly split into several clones. Each clone carried the same ferocity and resentment, and pounced towards Chen Yile.

Chen Yile's heart trembled, knowing that the situation was not good. He quickly thought of a countermeasure and swung the demon-subduing pestle in his hand even more swiftly, trying to find the true form of the evil spirit.

The clones pounced on him one after another. Although they were repelled every time, Chen Yile gradually felt exhausted.

"I can't go on like this!" He thought to himself, and when he looked around, he suddenly saw a puddle of water on the ground.

An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he jumped up suddenly, stabbing the demon-subduing pestle heavily into the water.

The water stain instantly turned into a column of water, rushing straight to the ceiling.

The evil ghost's clone was hit by the water column and let out a shrill scream. Its body began to evaporate rapidly and eventually disappeared into the air.

"Roar!" The evil ghost's true form appeared at the end of the water column, with a ferocious face, but it was already very weak at this time.

Chen Yile jumped up without hesitation, pointing the demon-subduing pestle directly at the evil ghost's heart.

The evil ghost let out one last scream, and its body was nailed to the wall, gradually turning into black smoke and eventually disappearing without a trace.

"Huh..." Chen Yile let out a long sigh and collapsed on the ground, his whole body drenched in sweat.

He felt a little tired, but there was an indescribable sense of relief in his heart.

The barrage of comments heaved a sigh of relief:

"Chen Yile, you are so amazing!"

"Finally got rid of that ghost!"

"Oh my god, my heart almost jumped out of my chest!"

Chen Yile looked at the disappearing evil spirit and secretly felt lucky that he survived.

But he knew that things were not over yet and the secrets of this hospital were far from being revealed.

Chen Yile leaned on the sink, gasping for breath, his chest heaving violently.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

At this time, Chen Yile suddenly felt very cold, so cold that his bones were trembling.

He shuddered and couldn't help but walk over and open the toilet door to check.

The scene outside the door made his eyes widen instantly - it was freezing cold outside!

The entire hospital was covered with white snow and various traces of ice. The walls were covered with icicles and a thick layer of frost formed on the ground.

Chen Yile was dumbfounded, as if he had entered another world.

"This...what's going on?" He muttered to himself, his mind unable to wrap its head around it for a moment.

At this moment, comments flooded the live broadcast room, and messages appeared densely on the screen:

"Don't go out! It's too dangerous!"

"Close the door quickly! Something's wrong outside!"

"Keep calm and don't do anything stupid!"

Chen Yile's mind raced, and he immediately realized that it was definitely not a wise move to go out now.

Although curiosity drove him to find out what was going on, he was now almost exhausted. Going out at this time was indeed no different from seeking death.

He took a deep breath and closed the door decisively.

Chen Yile turned and walked to a cubicle, opened the door, went in, and sat on the toilet to rest.

His back was leaning against the cold cubicle wall, and he felt a little exhausted.

He took out his cell phone and saw that the battery was almost gone.

Fortunately, the flashlight still works, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to do at night.

"Everyone, my phone is running out of battery, so I have to end the live broadcast." Chen Yile said to the camera, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

"Save some power for emergencies."

Fans expressed their concern on the barrage:

"Be careful!"

"Be sure to let us know you're safe when you get out!"

"Be safe! We're waiting for you!"

Chen Yile nodded. Although he couldn't see the other person, the concern made him feel a little warm and comforted.

"I'll be careful, don't worry." After he said that, he turned off the live broadcast and the screen suddenly went black.

Chen Yile leaned on the toilet and fell asleep unknowingly.

He didn't know how long he slept, but he was awakened by the sound of something breaking and suddenly opened his eyes.

The surroundings were still cold, he shivered and looked at the time. It was already around three in the afternoon.

Chen Yile put away his phone, picked up the demon-subduing pestle he carried with him, and slowly walked out of the compartment.

The corridor outside was still dead silent, with only his own footsteps echoing on the cold floor.

He walked in the direction of the sound and found that the railing was broken with the mark still fresh. It was obvious that the sound just now came from here.

He leaned over and looked down, and saw a fat middle-aged man fighting with a female ghost on the floor below.

The evil ghost had disheveled hair, a ferocious face, and a cold aura. It was obvious that he was not a good person.

The man was holding a long knife and kept waving it, but he was clearly at a disadvantage.

Chen Yile noticed that the man had a desperate expression on his face, and he was calling for help while fighting.

Suddenly, the man's eyes met Chen Yile's, and he shouted, "Chen Yile, come down and help me! Even if I die, you can't get out!"

Chen Yile hesitated for a moment, but recognized the man - he was the boss who lured him to this hospital.

Chen Yile instinctively felt dissatisfied, but when he saw the panicked and desperate look in his boss's eyes, he decided to go down and help.

He hurried down the stairs next to him and almost slipped on the cold stairs.

When they got down to the floor, the evil ghost seemed to sense a new threat and suddenly turned around, leaving the man with a glimpse of light, and took the opportunity to escape from the battlefield.

Chen Yile rushed over and was about to ask what was going on when the evil spirit flashed through the corridor on one side like lightning and headed straight upstairs.

Chen Yile immediately chased after him, but the cold air and icy obstacles left by the evil spirit made the pursuit extremely difficult.

He swung the demon-subduing pestle vigorously, smashed the ice, and continued to rush upwards.

The evil ghost was extremely fast. Every time he was about to catch up with it, the evil ghost would mysteriously disappear and reappear in another direction.

Chen Yile gradually felt overwhelmed. At this moment, a strange laugh came from the darkness. He stopped and looked around vigilantly.

The ghost's voice echoed at the end of the corridor: "Chen Yile, what do you think you can do? You are just a pawn in our game."

Chen Yile gripped the demon-subduing pestle tightly, but a sense of uneasiness welled up in his heart.

This sudden supernatural event was obviously not accidental.

He needs to find the ghost's weakness, but in this unknown environment, everything seems extremely difficult.

At this moment, an idea flashed through his mind.