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

When I reached the second floor, I suddenly heard a strange sound from a distance, like heavy footsteps stepping on the wooden floor, the sound was ethereal and low.

"What's that sound?" Wang Jiajia stopped and her expression changed slightly.

Chen Yile quickly pointed the camera in the direction of the sound: "Did you hear that? What's that sound?"

The barrage suddenly exploded:

“Oh my god, this is so scary!”

"Could it really be haunted?"

"Yile, hurry up and see what it is!"

The housekeeper looked at them expressionlessly and said, "Please follow me. The room is ready."

Chen Yile and Wang Jiajia exchanged glances and continued walking forward with the housekeeper.

Strange sounds rang out intermittently, seeming to echo in the distance.

They walked to the door of a room and the housekeeper opened it.

"This is your room. I hope you feel comfortable living here." He said, then turned and left.

The room was decorated very luxuriously, the bed was neatly made, and the curtains were thick, seeming to block out all light and sound from the outside world.

"This room is really nice." Wang Jiajia walked to the window and opened the curtains. Outside was a dense forest. The scenery was beautiful, but there was a gloomy feeling.

"Well, but what was that sound just now?" Chen Yile turned off the live broadcast and said in a low voice.

"Do you feel like there's some noise coming from this villa?"

Wang Jiajia nodded, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Indeed, this place has an indescribable feeling of suffocation, which makes people feel very uncomfortable."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little dizzy and her body swayed.

"Jia Jia, are you okay?" Chen Yile hurried forward to support her, his eyes full of concern.

However, Wang Jiajia suddenly leaned over and kissed Chen Yile's lips.

Chen Yile was caught off guard and his eyes widened.

After the kiss, he asked in surprise, "What are you doing? You can't do this!"

Wang Jiajia did not respond, but pushed him down on the bed, with a strong emotion in her eyes.

"I've liked you for a long time, Yile." She whispered softly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

Her movements became bolder, and she began to kiss Chen Yile's mouth, then his earlobe, and slowly slid down.

Chen Yile felt a wave of heat coming over him, his heartbeat quickened, but his mind was in a mess.

He tried to push her away, but his head was getting more and more dizzy and the scene before his eyes began to blur.

"Jia Jia, we can't do this..." Chen Yile whispered, but his voice lacked firmness.

Wang Jiajia's passionate kiss made him gradually lose himself, and his body responded involuntarily.

His reason was gradually overwhelmed by the stimulation of the senses. He struggled inwardly but was unable to resist this physical pleasure.

She slid her hands over his chest, feeling the pounding of his heart, every inch of his body responding to her touch.

The air in the room seemed to become thicker, and every breath was filled with burning desire.

Chen Yile felt his consciousness gradually becoming blurred. The sheets beneath him were cold, but they could not resist the fire rising in his body.

Just as the two were about to take a step forward, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and darkness enveloped the entire room.

Chen Yile and Wang Jiajia stopped at the same time, and their breathing was particularly clear in the darkness.

Suddenly, a pale ghost face appeared before their eyes, its facial features distorted, its eyes empty and lifeless, as if staring straight at them.

The appearance of the ghost face instantly woke Chen Yile up. He pushed Wang Jiajia away and screamed in fear: "Ghost! Ghost!"

Wang Jiajia also saw that terrifying face. She screamed in fright, curled up into a ball, and hid behind Chen Yile.

The appearance of the ghost face made the atmosphere in the whole room weird and depressing. There seemed to be a chill in the air, which made people shudder.

However, the ghost face did not disappear, but gradually approached, and the two could only hear each other's rapid breathing and heartbeat.

Wang Jiajia tightly grasped Chen Yile's hand and said in a trembling voice, "What, what's going on?"

Wang Jiajia and Chen Yile huddled together tightly, their bodies trembling slightly.

Chen Yile took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the appearance of that ghost face was too sudden.

It gave him a great shock.

He knew that if they didn't escape quickly, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Run!" Chen Yile growled, pulling Wang Jiajia's hand and rushing towards the door.

The two ran out of the room in a panic. The dim light in the corridor made people feel extremely depressed.

They ran in the long and narrow corridor, their footsteps echoing in the silent space.

Wang Jiajia kept looking back, her heart filled with fear: "Will it...will it catch up?"

Chen Yile didn't answer, but just pulled her harder and quickened his pace.

Just when they thought they were safe, the ghost face suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor, still with that distorted face, staring at them.

"Oh no!" Chen Yile stopped suddenly and Wang Jiajia almost bumped into him.

She looked ahead in horror, her voice trembling: "What should I do now?"

Chen Yile gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing a hint of determination: "If it doesn't work, then I'll just have to fight it to the end!"

After he finished speaking, he took out the demon-subduing pestle from his backpack.

"Are...are you sure?" Wang Jiajia asked uncertainly.

"I don't know either, but now I can only try." Chen Yile took a deep breath, gripped the demon-subduing pestle tightly, and his eyes became firm.

The ghost face gradually approached, and its body seemed to float in the air, appearing and disappearing, making it elusive.

Chen Yile swung the demon-subduing pestle, trying to hit the ghost face, but missed every time. The ghost face seemed to be able to predict his movements and always avoided them cleverly.

"Damn it!" Chen Yile cursed in a low voice, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He kept attacking, but Ghostface was always elusive.

Sometimes she appeared on his left, sometimes on his right, each time with that weird smile on her face.

Wang Jiajia hid aside, her eyes full of fear and helplessness.

Suddenly, a ghost face appeared in front of her, scaring her so much that she screamed, her body went limp, and she almost fell down the stairs.

Chen Yile was quick to grab her and rescue her.

"Jia Jia, be careful!" Chen Yile held her hand tightly, his heart full of worry.

Ghostface seemed to take pleasure in their fear and continued to hover around them.

Sometimes it suddenly approached, and sometimes it quickly retreated, as if teasing them.

At this moment, the ghost face suddenly appeared, stretched out his cold hand, and tried to push Chen Yile down the stairs.

Chen Yile turned around suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he activated his psychic eyes.

"what!"

The ghost face seemed to be frozen and unable to move.

Chen Yile took the opportunity to swing the demon-subduing pestle and hit the ghost's face hard.