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

The ghost face let out a shrill scream, and its body gradually became transparent and finally dissipated into the air.

Chen Yile was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wang Jiajia hugged him tightly, her body still trembling slightly: "Did we...did we succeed?"

Chen Yile nodded, but the uneasiness in his heart did not dissipate.

He knew that this place hid too many secrets and dangers, and they had only escaped temporarily.

He looked around; the corridor was still dim and silent, and there seemed to be a chill in the air.

The two continued forward cautiously, trying to find an exit.

However, the corridor seemed to have no end, and every step seemed so difficult and long.

Chen Yile gripped the demon-subduing pestle tightly, a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He knew that danger could come again at any time.

Wang Jiajia followed closely behind him, her heart filled with fear and anxiety.

She looked back from time to time, afraid that the ghost face would appear again.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the front. They both stopped at the same time, held their breath, and tried to identify the source of the sound.

"Who is it?" Chen Yile asked in a low voice, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

He gripped the demon-subduing pestle tightly, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

In the darkness, a blurry figure gradually approached, and they could hear the person's heavy breathing.

Wang Jiajia nervously grabbed Chen Yile's hand, her heart beating faster: "Yile, what...what should we do?"

Chen Yile took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Don't be afraid, let's see what the situation is first."

After he finished speaking, he slowly took a step forward, trying to see who was coming.

Suddenly, the figure stopped and stood in front of them.

With the dim light, they finally saw the face clearly.

He was an old man with a wrinkled face and a look of sadness and helplessness in his eyes.

"Why... are you here?" the old man asked in a low voice, his voice full of fatigue.

Chen Yile was stunned for a moment, then replied, "We...we came here to help others solve their problems. Unfortunately, so many problems have arisen before we even get to explain what we're doing."

Before he could finish his words, a trace of fear suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes.

"You shouldn't come in here..." The old man said, his voice becoming deeper.

"This is not your place."

Chen Yile frowned, feeling that things were far more complicated than he had imagined: "Why? What on earth is here?"

The old man sighed and shook his head: "This is a cursed place."

"Many years ago, a tragedy occurred here and many people died. Their vengeful spirits have been wandering around this house, looking for replacements."

Wang Jiajia's face turned even paler when she heard this: "Substitute? Are you saying...we will become substitutes for those vengeful spirits?"

The old man nodded, a trace of sadness in his eyes: "Yes, every once in a while, someone will mistakenly enter here, and then... will never be able to leave."

Chen Yile was filled with doubts and asked, "Who are you? What is your relationship with Li Yizhi?"

"With such a big commotion, Li Yizhi and his housekeeper didn't show up. Aren't they afraid that the villa will be destroyed?"

When the old man heard this, he just smiled, did not answer, and turned to leave.

Chen Yile was unwilling to give up and was about to catch up to him to find out the truth, but the old man suddenly disappeared before his eyes, as if he had never existed.

He looked around and found no sign of the old man leaving.

Chen Yile was confused for a moment, his brows furrowed.

"This is really strange!" he thought to himself, and wanted to continue looking for the old man, but he couldn't find him no matter how hard he looked.

Wang Jiajia witnessed everything and turned pale with fright. She nervously grabbed Chen Yile's arm.

"What the hell is going on in this place? It feels scarier than any other haunted place I've ever been to!"

Her voice was trembling and her eyes were filled with fear.

Chen Yile frowned, feeling a heavy heart. He shook his head, "I don't know either."

He thought for a moment, then said, "Never mind. Let's find Li Yizhi first. He came looking for us, but now he's disappeared."

The two decided to go downstairs first to look for Li Yizhi's whereabouts.

Going down to the hall, there was no one there, but strange noises could be heard from time to time.

Wang Jiajia became even more frightened and grabbed Chen Yile's arm tightly.

The two walked all the way to the dining room and suddenly saw the butler lying on the ground in the corner.

The butler had been dismembered and the smell of blood filled the air.

When Wang Jiajia saw this scene, she screamed and completely collapsed.

Suddenly, the butler's head began to speak, his voice dark and vicious.

"You can't get out! Sooner or later you will become like me!" The voice was full of resentment and curses.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yile's eyes flashed, and he immediately took out the demon-subduing pestle from his bag and smashed the butler's head with one blow.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the butler's head rolled silently to the side.

"This place is too weird. We have to find a safe place quickly." Chen Yile said. He pulled Wang Jiajia up and quickly returned to the room on the second floor.

After he entered the room, he immediately took out a few talismans from his backpack, skillfully stuck them on the door, and set up an evil-suppressing formation at the window.

Wang Jiajia felt a little more at ease when she saw Chen Yile's actions. She looked at him and said, "Will this work?"

Chen Yile nodded, trying to make his voice sound calm: "It will be fine for now, rest tonight and we'll talk tomorrow morning."

Wang Jiajia nodded heavily. Although she was still very scared, she had no choice but to follow Chen Yile's arrangements.

After settling everything, Chen Yile sat in the corner of the room, took out his mobile phone and turned on the live broadcast.

His fans immediately rushed in, and comments scrolled rapidly on the screen. Everyone was concerned about his and Wang Jiajia's safety.

"Brother Chen, what happened? Are you guys okay?"

"Why did you suddenly start live streaming? Did something happen?"

"Sister Jiajia doesn't look well. Did something terrible happen to her?"

Chen Yile forced a smile at the camera and said, "Don't worry, we are safe for now."

"But something happened tonight, and I'm not sure what it was yet."

The barrage exploded instantly:

"What happened? Can you tell me in detail?"

"Have you encountered another supernatural event?"

"Stop hiding it and tell me what happened!"

Chen Yile smiled bitterly and sighed: "Actually, we encountered some inexplicable things."

"First, I encountered a supernatural incident in the villa. Then, I saw a strange old man. He said some inexplicable words and disappeared."

"Then we found Li Yizhi's butler in the dining room... He looked horrible, and... he was dead."