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

The walls were covered with all sorts of objects, including old newspapers, family photos, and even some strange symbols.

They went deeper cautiously, and suddenly, a soft cry came from the corner of the basement, the voice was filled with endless sadness and despair.

Chen Yile and Sister Jia Jia looked at each other, and they moved towards the source of the sound tacitly.

When they came to what looked like a small altar, they found several worn dolls placed in a circle.

In the middle was a small table with the remains of a few candles and some dried flowers on it.

"This is a place for rituals." Chen Yile analyzed. He took out a large talisman and began to set up positions around the room.

As he cast spells and arranged talismans, the atmosphere in the entire basement began to subtly change, and the crying slowly stopped.

The barrage broke out again.

"Amazing! Brother Chen is so professional!"

"The atmosphere was so realistic that I got goosebumps all over my body."

"Is Sister Jia Jia okay? She's really brave!"

During the expedition, they also encountered several small-scale supernatural events, and each time they were handled safely by Chen Yile's skillful handling.

The live broadcast lasted for several hours, and the fans' enthusiasm and attention reached a peak.

"So where are we going next?" Wang Jiajia asked.

Chen Yile said directly: "Underground parking lot, generally speaking, underground is a rather gloomy place."

"It has a lot of yin energy, just like a toilet. It easily attracts evil spirits."

Wang Jiajia hummed and said, "It's okay. I'm not afraid of anything when I follow you."

Chen Yile smiled and nodded, then took her directly to the elevator and then went down to the parking lot.

This parking lot was once a bustling place, but now it is covered in the dust and dereliction of time.

Wang Jiajia held the flashlight tightly in her hand and followed Chen Yile closely. Her heart beat a little faster, but she knew that Chen Yile would protect her.

The lights in the underground parking lot were dim, and the cold air seemed to condense around the two of them.

Chen Yile stopped and looked at the surrounding environment. Countless cars had been parked here before, but now the empty parking spaces seemed particularly quiet.

"Sister Jia Jia, we have to be careful. There may be more powerful spiritual beings here." Chen Yile said in a low voice, looking around.

Suddenly, Wang Jiajia's flashlight paused in the darkness between the pillars, as if she had discovered something.

She walked to a corner and found a seemingly ordinary parking space.

But the ground was covered with strange symbols and graffiti, which seemed to be the remains of some strange ritual.

"Brother Chen, come and see!" Wang Jiajia said in surprise.

Chen Yile walked over, squatted down and carefully observed the symbols.

The symbols appear ancient and mysterious, giving off an eerie aura.

He reached out and hovered a circle of charms around the symbols, trying to discern their meaning.

Suddenly, the lights in the underground parking lot flickered a few times, and then a harsh mechanical noise was heard, and a blurry figure suddenly appeared on the pillar next to the parking space.

"Quick, point the flashlight at that figure!" Chen Yile shouted.

Wang Jiajia pointed the flashlight towards the figure, but as the light shone upwards.

What they saw was a blurry face with empty and dark eyes, as if it was making endless pleas to them.

Wang Jiajia couldn't help but shudder, and Chen Yile began to chant a spell, trying to dispel this strange phantom.

However, the phantom did not disappear, but became clearer and clearer.

They could see the clothes on the phantom's body and the expression on his face, and a deep sadness permeated the surroundings.

"This is... a lost soul." Chen Yile whispered, his tone full of helplessness and pity.

The audience in the barrage began to talk.

"Is this true? I saw that ghost!"

"Come on, Brother Chen, you can definitely solve it!"

"It's so scary, I need to turn off the lights!"

Wang Jiajia tried to get closer to the ghost, but the ghost's face suddenly twisted.

The sharp cry seemed to convey unspeakable pain and sorrow.

She was so scared that she quickly stepped back and hugged Chen Yile's arm tightly.

"We must rescue him." Chen Yile said, took out a crystal from his pocket, and began to quickly arrange talismans on the ground.

As the spell was deployed, a thin white smoke began to fill the air of the underground parking garage, like the breath of a ghost.

The ghost's face gradually calmed down, as if accepting Chen Yile's help.

Finally, with the casting of the last spell, the ghost's figure gradually dissipated, and the atmosphere in the underground parking lot returned to calm.

Chen Yile and Wang Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief. They smiled at each other and felt the profound experience brought by this adventure.

However, things are far from over.

They continued to explore deeper into the parking lot. The further they went, the heavier the air became, as if an invisible force was oppressing them.

Faint bloodstains and handprints began to appear on the walls of the parking lot, seemingly the remains of some kind of murder.

"Brother Chen, this place is too weird. Let's leave quickly." Wang Jiajia's voice trembled slightly.

"No, Sister Jiajia, we have come here and we must find the truth." Chen Yile said firmly.

Just then, they heard a sound of footsteps, as if someone was following them.

The two stopped and listened, but the footsteps suddenly disappeared.

The entire underground parking lot fell into silence again, with only the breathing of the two people clearly audible.

"Did you hear any sound?" Wang Jiajia asked in a low voice.

"I heard it, but it seems to be gone." Chen Yile frowned and looked around.

Suddenly, Wang Jiajia's flashlight shone on a dilapidated car in front of her, the windows of which were covered with thick dust and cobwebs.

She walked over slowly and gently wiped the dust off the car window with her hand. Through the glass, she was surprised to see a bloody hand in the car!

"Brother Chen! Come here quickly!" Wang Jiajia shouted in horror.

Chen Yile ran over quickly and saw the hand, his expression became serious.

He tried to open the car door, but it seemed to be locked by some force and could not be moved at all.

"This car may be related to the ghost. We must find a way to open it."

As Chen Yile spoke, he took out a small magic tool from his backpack and began to chant around the car door.

The magic weapon emitted a faint light, and the car door suddenly loosened.

Chen Yile pulled hard and the car door finally opened.

A foul smell hit me in the face, and the scene inside the car was horrifying.

A blood-stained corpse lay on the driver's seat, eyes wide open, as if experiencing some extreme terror.