Inheriting All Demon Race Members, My Livestream Room Becomes Popular Overnight

Protagonist: Zhang Mo (Female). A programmer dies from illness and finally gets news of her never-before-seen scumbag father. Good news: her father is dead. Better news: he left her a livestreaming...

Chapter 185 Possession by a Ghost

Chapter 185 Possession by a Ghost

Leaving the five human employees at Yan Shuyi's company, Zhang Mo, carrying the little fox, took Yu Hui and Xiao Tao to the hospital.

Cheng Hu didn't go; Yan Shuyi went instead.

Although Yan Shuyi said she couldn't stand those disgusting parents, she never shirked her responsibilities when faced with a problem.

They also brought along the red-haired and yellow-haired men.

Upon seeing the two men, Zhang Mo chuckled, because they had shaved their heads into buzz cuts. They shouldn't be called Red Hair and Yellow Hair anymore; they looked more like Red Egg and Yellow Egg.

"What's going on between you two?" Zhang Mo asked curiously.

The two said with great frustration, "Xiao Jiang's parents spread rumors about us online, saying that we are hooligans who often harass female employees at the company, which is why Xiao Jiang couldn't think straight."

This resulted in them being severely criticized online, with many idle people calling them daily to hurl insults. They were also constantly pointed at and gossiped about when they went out. Having no other option, they shaved off their beloved hair.

Zhang Mo: "......" That's really terrible.

Before going downstairs, Cheng Hu specially packed a large bag of snacks for Xiao Tao to take on the way, which was very thoughtful of him.

Once in the car, Yan Shuyi skillfully started the engine. While gripping the steering wheel, she explained apologetically to Zhang Mo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Ms. Zhang, I'm sorry. I didn't bring my husband this time. His appearance might make people think we're looking for trouble." Logically, since Zhang Mo was helping to smooth things over, they should have gone together as a couple to show respect.

Zhang Mo: "It's nothing."

Yan Shuyi: "Thank you for your understanding."

The car slowly drove out of the parking lot and merged into the bustling street.

Looking at the receding street scene, Zhang Mo asked, "Is the Jiang family from this province?"

Yan Shuyi answered truthfully: "They're from the neighboring province. A large group of people came to my house because of this, and they still refuse to leave. They're all staying in a hotel."

This group of people stays in a hotel every day, and they have to pay for everything, including food, drink, and toilet facilities. It seems that the Jiang family has already decided to charge them for this expense as well.

Zhang Mo: "Is her younger brother hospitalized? Which hospital?"

Yan Shuyi uttered two words: "Peking Union Medical College Hospital".

Zhang Mo was a little surprised. As one of the top hospitals in China, Peking Union Medical College Hospital was not a place where people who were faking illness could stay for such a long time.

"Are you really sick?" Zhang Mo asked.

Yan Shuyi nodded: "I had someone secretly go to see him once and even recorded a video for me to see. He is indeed sick and has been unconscious. Even when he is awake, he is talking nonsense."

The hospital hasn't found the cause of their illness yet, and they refuse to be discharged, so they've been lying there ever since.

They insist they were terrified and possessed, demanding we pay a master to exorcise them. They've already caused trouble at our company several times.

Zhang Moruo seemed thoughtful, and pressed further, "Nonsense? What are you saying?"

Just as the light turned red, Yan Shuyi took out her phone and quickly shared a video with Zhang Mo. Yu Hui and Xiao Tao also craned their necks to watch from behind.

Even the little fox straightened up, opened its round eyes, and looked over curiously.

Judging from the situation, it was probably taken at the same time as the previous photo.

In the video, a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pale face and his eyes closed, lies quietly on a hospital bed.

He was so thin that it looked as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, a hint of madness in them, and then ripped the IV needle out of his arm.

Instantly, bright red blood spurted out, staining the white sheets in a horrifying way.

The family members around were terrified by the sudden scene and hurriedly tried to hold him down. But the boy struggled desperately as if he had gone mad, shouting something.

Unfortunately, the video was filmed through a window, and the sound was blurry and unclear, making it impossible to hear what he was shouting.

Zhang Mo asked Yu Hui, "What do you think?"

With potato chips stuffed in his mouth and his cheeks bulging, Yu Hui mumbled, "It seems a bit like being possessed by a ghost."

Xiao Tao agreed, saying, "Yes."

"Really?!" Yan Shuyi was startled upon hearing this, almost losing control of the accelerator. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have sped off before the red light ended. She was somewhat incredulous: "Is she really possessed?!"

She still thought it was a staged accident to extort money.

I thought that bringing the master there today would expose their scam.

Yu Hui shrugged: "Not sure, you can't tell from the video, you'll have to see for yourself on site. About 80% chance."

It's important to know that, unlike Zhang Mo's phone, ordinary phones can't capture ghosts. Even people with the ability to see ghosts wouldn't be able to see them in videos.

Zhang Mo was more curious about something else: what exactly was he shouting in the video?

So she forwarded the video to Li Wei: "Excuse me, please process this audio first, I need to know what he's saying."

Li Wei: "OK!"

Twenty minutes later, Li Wei sent the processed video back over.

Now you can hear the audio in the video clearly.

Disappointingly, it didn't have any particularly special meaning. Apart from some curses like "get lost," "go away," and "die," there was only one completely incomprehensible phrase: "pouqiefu."

Now even Zhang Mo was confused: "What does this mean? Dialect? pou? Does it mean 'pu jie' (a vulgar expression)? Is it an insult?"

Yu Hui also guessed, "Fu? Is it some kind of talisman?"

Just as they were speculating amongst themselves, Yan Shuyi, who had been quiet all along, suddenly turned deathly pale, as if she had seen a ghost.

The blond and red-haired men stared at each other with incredulous looks.

Yan Shuyi's hands trembled slightly as she gripped the steering wheel, and her voice also trembled a little: "He was talking about... the splitting symbol."

In an instant, the car became so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Little Fox, Yu Hui, and Xiao Tao all turned their gazes toward Zhang Mo.

ShanHai Live's corporate culture dictates that if you encounter something you don't understand, you should directly ask the boss.

Zhang Mo: "".

Sorry, this time, the boss might have to disappoint the employees.

This involves an area of ​​Zhang Mo's knowledge that she had never heard of before.

Zhang Mo: "What is it? Is it from mathematics?"

Yan Shuyi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and shook her head to explain, "This is a professional term in architectural drawing. It's an important symbol used to indicate the section position and projection direction."

Zhang Mo understood what she meant.

"What is Xiao Jiang's educational background?" she asked.

Yan Shuyi immediately replied, "He doesn't have any formal education. I heard he only scored a little over 200 points on the high school entrance exam. Later, he went to a culinary school to learn how to toss a wok."

Red Hair snorted: "But even so, he didn't study properly. All he did every day was ask his sister for money to buy games and stuff."

Yellow Hair: "That little bastard really dares to talk like that. I also have an older sister. If I were like that, she would have beaten me to death long ago."

Therefore, given this younger brother's level of knowledge and area of ​​expertise, it's impossible for him to know such a specialized term as "segmentation symbol"...

Yan Shuyi's voice trembled uncontrollably: "Just the day before Xiao Jiang died... I even scolded her for drawing a wrong slicing symbol." But it wasn't that she was deliberately targeting her. Xiao Jiang's condition was indeed very bad those days, looking preoccupied and sleep-deprived. She was just giving her reasonable reminders.

So the only possibility is...

Yu Hui still didn't understand what this "xx talisman" was. He put down the snacks in his hands and asked in confusion, "What are you two talking about?"

Xiao Tao also: I don't understand. Oh well, I'll just have a Coke to cheer myself up.

Zhang Mo stated frankly, "We now suspect that the reason this younger brother is possessed is because his deceased older sister has possessed him."