The discovery of the little girl's body caused a huge uproar online.

Wen Li was already popular, but her recent live streams have made her even more popular.

Some Taoist priests or skeptics couldn't stand it anymore and questioned whether this was Wen Li's script.

"No way, dude, what makes Wen Li think she can collude with all the police on the internet to get a script for her?"

"Wen Li earned her position through genuine talent, okay?"

"Call me when Wen Li starts her live streams!"

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Wen Li's fortune-telling sessions went viral, and her live streams became increasingly popular, with everyone rushing to join as soon as they started.

Seeing that the amount of money being donated was too large, Wen Li later turned off the donation function, leaving fans with nowhere to spend their money.

She doesn't go live very often, and only tells her fans a few minutes before she goes live.

A full month had passed since the last live stream where the stepmother killed her stepson, and Wen Li only started live streaming again after the hype had died down.

The first person to connect was a college student.

The college student was overjoyed to actually connect with Wen Li online. He exclaimed excitedly, "Is it really me? That's wonderful! Master Wen, I'm your fan!"

Wen Li said thank you, and then asked, "What do you want to know?"

Still caught up in the excitement, the college student immediately replied, "Master, I want you to help us get rid of the evil spirit in our dormitory!"

Live Stream Room——

"What the hell?"

"Dude, you've gone through nine years of compulsory education, and I see your profile shows you're a student from a top-tier university (like a 985 university). Why do you have to make up stories to get attention?"

"Some people will do anything for traffic."

Upon seeing the comments, a college student said anxiously, "No, I didn't! There really is a vengeful ghost in our dorm!"

Wen Li: "It's okay, I believe you, please continue."

The college students were deeply moved.

He admired Wen Li even more.

"It all started a week ago. Last week, during our holiday, our whole dorm went on a special tour, spending two days exploring Nanjing. At first, we all thought we were just too weak, but after returning to school, we all started getting sick one after another."

"Until yesterday, my roommate, who was not with me, was possessed by a ghost!"

Seeing that many people in the live chat didn't believe him, the college student hurriedly explained, "Please believe me, my roommate is really possessed by a ghost."

"Nobody would believe that. If ghosts really existed, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

"How could there be ghosts in the world? And are ghosts scary?"

"Hello, I'm a poor wretch."

The comments were scrolling by rapidly, and the college student was momentarily at a loss for words.

Wen Li didn't speak in the live stream. Instead, she waited until the moderators had mostly controlled the chat before slowly saying, "Could you send me a picture of your dorm members?"

The college student across the street immediately gathered his roommates, took a photo, and then sent a private message to Wen Li in the background.

Wen Li opened the private message and glanced at it. She saw that there were four people in the photo. The background was indeed in a university dormitory. However, all four of them had dark circles under their eyes and looked listless. If you didn't know better, you would think they were secretly studying at night.

But this was only what was visible on the surface. Wen Li could clearly see that the four people were filled with a deathly resentment and a strong ghostly aura.

It really was a ghost encounter.

Wen Li turned off private messages and said softly, "I've already followed you. Let's chat privately after the broadcast."

The college student blinked, somewhat dazed, when he saw the message that they had followed each other.

Wen Li actually followed him on social media?!

The college students were both surprised and delighted, but soon became worried: "But, but we're all college students, and it's mid-month, what about our bodies..."

College students always have money at the beginning of the month, and can buy whatever they want. They occasionally spend money in the middle of the month, but by the end of the month, they only have a one-yuan bowl of white rice and a three-yuan-eight-yuan bowl of Lao Gan Ma rice from Pinduoduo.

I estimate that the money the dorm can scrape together right now isn't even enough for Wen Li to take a taxi here.

Wen Li said earnestly, "I won't take any money. Just tell me your address later."

After Wen Li finished speaking, she hung up the phone and then said, "Next."

Live Stream Room——

"Huh? Aren't you going to say what the problem is?"

"Is this a deliberate attempt to create suspense?"

"Wen Li, do you even know what you're doing? Did this college student really encounter a ghost?"

Wen Li glanced at it twice before saying, "We still need to verify it offline. It's uncertain at the moment, but we'll let everyone know if there are any results."

After saying that, Wen Li started connecting with another person offline.

After visiting several lakes, Wen Li turned off the live stream and began asking the college students on the other side about their situation.

After confirming all the information, Wen Li flew to the university where the college student was the next day.

When Chen Cang saw Wen Li standing at his school gate, he was filled with disbelief and quickly went over with his roommate to greet her.

The group met at a coffee shop. Chen Cang ordered a coffee for each of them, his eyes filled with darkness.

Wen Li said bluntly, "I saw the photos you posted. His forehead is black and he has a ghostly aura. He is indeed being haunted by a ghost."

Chen Cang and the others were taken aback and hurriedly said, "Then... what should we do? We really haven't done anything wrong."

At most, they've only ever stolen other people's pens!

When Wen Li heard the group recount how many lighters they had stolen in the past, she remained silent for a long time before saying, "It's possible that you're just having a bad year, such as your birth year or being born in the Year of the Rooster or Monkey, when your luck is low at certain times."

The group, who were still rattling off a list of all the bad things they had done, suddenly fell silent and looked at Wen Li awkwardly.

Wen Li continued, "Tell me the specifics of what happened first."

Chen Cang: "As I said before, we went out to play together, and after we came back, we got sick one after another. At first, we all thought it was because we hadn't taken proper precautions and had caught the flu because we were weak. But the night before last, my roommate Wu Zhihuai suddenly got out of bed in the middle of the night. He made such a loud noise that everyone in our dorm got up."

“At first, we thought he was awake. We called him for a long time but he didn't respond, so we assumed he was sleepwalking. At the time, he was saying he wanted to go back. We thought sleepwalking was rare, so we didn't pay much attention to it, until…”

Chen Cang's voice suddenly trembled: "I know that all my roommates, except me, were possessed by ghosts that night, and their situations were exactly the same as Wu Zhihuai's."

After hearing this, Jiang Baozhu glanced at her other three roommates.

Wu Zhihuai nodded frantically, his eyes filled with fear: "I didn't know anything at the time. It wasn't until Chen Cang touched me that I came to my senses. At the time, none of us paid attention, but at three in the morning, the other two roommates were in the same situation as me. They kept shouting that they wanted to go back, as if they were possessed."

Wen Li nodded, then suddenly looked at Chen Cang.

Chen Cang immediately sat up straight and cautiously glanced at Wen Li.

Wen Li suddenly leaned closer, her gaze fixed on his neck, and said abruptly, "No wonder."