I don’t know if it was Yan Mosheng’s instruction, but Yan Zheng didn’t come to school for the next few days.

But Yan Mosheng has not yet given an answer regarding the matter of substitutionary marriage.

During this period, the man with the scar contacted Song Jinshu.

So, at eight o'clock on Saturday morning, Song Jinshu started a live broadcast on the new platform.

In just five minutes, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded five digits.

[It's finally back on air! Kids who sleep late are so lucky.]

[Master, are you still doing the live fortune-telling today? I want to hear a story.]

When Song Jinshu saw this comment, he smiled at the camera.

“I’ll tell you my fortune next time.

Today I will teach you how to save yourself if you offend the Pen Fairy.

The comment section fell silent.

Next, countless question marks almost blew up the netizens’ CPUs.

[Pen Fairy, is it the kind of Pen Fairy I know? ]

"She's really, I'm crying. Last time, teaching us feng shui wasn't enough, and now she's actually teaching us how to exorcise ghosts?"

[No, Master, please at least consider our qualifications!]

Don’t they want to learn?

No, they can't learn at all, okay?

They still recognize every word of what the master said last time.

Putting them together, they almost doubted themselves and thought they didn't know Chinese, let alone understanding the meaning.

Song Jinshu let netizens make a fuss.

She walked slowly to the place where she had agreed to meet with the scarred man.

Some sharp-eyed netizens discovered that the place where Song Jinshu stopped was actually the first of the seven haunted places in Haicheng.

[Holy crap, a welfare home? This place is scary!]

[I heard it's really haunted. If it were a script, it wouldn't be necessary.]

[I've seen many streamers go in and explore before, and without exception, the results were not good.]

Netizens who looked at other IP addresses were confused, but local netizens in Haicheng took the initiative to do some scientific research.

"Let me put it this way, if we really compare them, the Love Welfare House is countless times more terrifying than those classic haunted houses in our daily lives.

Before the incident, this welfare home had almost no presence.

It should be privately operated, with three staff members taking care of five or six children.

There are no more than ten people in total.

But nine of these ten people disappeared three years ago."

“This incident caused quite a stir in Haicheng at the time.

I don’t know how many times it has been on the hot search list.

The sole survivor is also somewhat delirious and is now living in a mental hospital.

This has become an unsolved case.”

"According to revelations from other adventure streamers, the former site of this welfare home doesn't look anything special.

All the furnishings are as if there are still people living there.

There were no signs of a struggle, no fire.

It is said that on the dining table in the cafeteria, there is still the food from the day they disappeared..."

After the popular science lecture, netizens who learned about the danger were trembling with fear.

【How about not going in? 】

[Play is play, jokes are jokes, but don't joke with your life.]

Netizens are giving earnest advice.

The people Song Jinshu and others were waiting for finally arrived.

The scarred man panted, "Sorry, Master, I'm late."

He spread out what was in his hand for Song Jinshu to see.

"I got it from my sister. It took a while."

Song Jinshu nodded, turned around and pushed open the iron gate.

"The time is right, let's go in."

“Squeak—”

The old iron door made a sharp friction sound, which made people's scalps numb.

The man with the scar originally wanted to stand in front of Song Jinshu.

But as soon as he entered the welfare home, he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"Master, why do I feel like it's so cold here?"

It's August, so it shouldn't be that bad.

Song Jinshu looked back.

There were countless ghostly auras that almost drowned the scarred man.

However, because the scarred man was wearing some protective gear, he was able to reveal his face.

"normal."

Having said that, she still reached out and helped the scarred man to get rid of the evil spirit.

The ghost was ready to attack again, but was glared at by Song Jinshu.

"roll."

After this stern shout, the scarred man felt much better.

He quickly narrowed the distance between himself and Song Jinshu.

Song Jinshu had already looked away.

The little ornament that she asked the scarred man to bring to her, which was his sister's favorite, was now emitting a faint, gray light.

The light meandered all the way and sank deep into the welfare home building.

"Which room was your sister in?"

Song Jinshu asked.

Since it concerns his own sister, the scarred man no longer cares about being afraid.

He took two steps forward and brought Song Jinshu to the end of the corridor on the first floor, a room facing the stairs.

The gray light disappeared right here.

Song Jinshu walked in without hesitation.

But this looks like just an ordinary health classroom.

Tweezers and medical cotton were still scattered on the table.

The sunlight shines through the window and falls on the metal cabinet in the corner where the medicines are locked.

[It doesn't look that scary after all.]

[The previous anchors were no match. They clearly had nothing, yet they were all scared to death.]

Seeing that there was no danger, netizens breathed a sigh of relief and started chatting in the comment section again.

At this moment, Song Jinshu suddenly pushed open the metal cabinet.

Countless black handprints filled up and almost covered the entire back of the cabinet.

"Fuck!"

The man with the scar couldn't help but take a few steps back in fear.

He hugged himself, his voice almost trembling.

"What is this?"

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