Ever since seeing the comment instructing him to improve the live broadcast effect, the ghost anchor has been rubbing his hands and waiting for the naive person to come and kill him.

In fact, everything that happened afterwards was almost the same as it had imagined. From the moment these naive people stepped into the temple gate, their lives were always in its hands...

However, it is itself that is now imprisoned.

The ghost anchor couldn't move, and could only stare at Shi Xi with his deep and cold eyes, and asked her in a vicious voice: "Who... are you?"

"Me? Just an ordinary anchor." Shi Xi blinked at it and said calmly, "Come to think of it, I accidentally broke two puppets that were causing trouble on the set recently. You didn't let them out, did you?"

Jiaming: “…” When it comes to pretending to be cool, you still have to look to your uncle-master.

"It's you!!" The ghost puppet had no way of connecting this coward who cried when scared with the mysterious man who ruined his plans.

So this person has been acting it out, and when it was getting ready to tease the fool, it had already fallen into the trap set by the "fool".

"The human world... is full of tricks... so deep!" The ghost puppet burst into tears when he knew the truth, and his mentality completely collapsed.

The puppet wreckage around it gradually disappeared, and this enclosed space lost its support and was collapsing rapidly.

The two live broadcast rooms were affected by this and became faulty again, but the audience was no longer surprised.

[The “plot” has come to this point, and the live broadcast room really needs to collapse. ]

[It crashes when it's said it would, which is a major feature of Xiao Jiaming's live broadcast room. I can't count how many times this has happened. 】

[The world is so cunning... I thought this was a live broadcast of courting death, but I didn't expect it was a live broadcast of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. ]

【When I was little, I always dressed up very well. 】

[Assuming this is not a script, then being a ghost hunting anchor is really a high-risk job. ]

[Really? Why do I feel like it's dangerous for a ghost to meet a streamer like this?]

Shi Xi felt dizzy and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she was back in the ruined temple.

She found herself lying behind the Buddha statue with a rough rope tied around her ankles.

Shi Xi casually pulled off the rope and picked up the flashlight. As soon as she pressed the power button, the flashing light dazzled her eyes.

Shi Xi flicked the flashlight twice, and the flickering light stabilized. With the help of this light, she found Jiaming and Xinxin. The two of them had weaker tolerance and had not woken up yet. Two live broadcast devices were nearby, and from this angle, they could only see a wall.

"Where did the puppet go?" Shi Xi shone the flashlight around and saw a cracked floor tile. It seemed that something was buried underneath.

At this time, Jiaming woke up, took off his mask and breathed deeply.

The next second, a beam of snow-white light shone on the back of his hand.

"How do you feel?" Shi Xi asked him.

"My head hurts a bit." Jiaming shook his head, trying to wake himself up quickly.

On the other side, Xinxin also sat up, covering her dizzy head. What happened today flashed before her eyes frame by frame. She was still very scared, but strangely, she had no desire to cry.

Shi Xi took off his mask and asked her, "Xinxin, are you feeling unwell?"

Xin Xin raised his eyes to look at her, and after a long silence, he said, "Thank you, I'm fine... Where's the ghost puppet? Did it run away?"

Shi Xi shone the flashlight at the cracked floor tiles and said lazily, "It has a talisman on it, so it can't run away. I suspect its lair is underneath."

Jiaming picked up the live broadcast equipment and fiddled with it, then aimed the camera at the cracked floor tiles.

After Shi Xi cleaned up the broken bricks and stones, a small black wooden box shaped like a coffin was exposed in front of the camera. Its lid had been cracked into several pieces, and scarlet cloth and bright yellow talisman paper could be vaguely seen inside.

Shi Xi turned his head to look at Jia Ming: "Turn off the live broadcast, and also turn off Xinxin's live broadcast room."

[This must be inside a dilapidated temple, why do they change scenes so quickly! ]

[Don't turn off the live broadcast. It took a lot of effort to restore the screen. Let's take a look at what's buried underneath. ]

[Wow, are you going to shut down the live broadcast after only showing your face when you were little? The side profile is amazing, I haven’t seen enough. 】

[Indeed, I don’t care whether the content of the live broadcast is true or false, I just want to see the host’s stunning beauty.]

The audience kept trying to persuade him to stay, but Jiaming obediently closed the two live broadcast rooms.

As soon as the live broadcast was closed, Director Weng called.

Shi Xi answered the phone and turned on the speakerphone. Director Weng's anxious voice immediately resounded throughout the ruined temple: "Shi Xiao, I see your live broadcast has ended. What's going on with you now? How's Xin Xin?"

"Xinxin is fine. I'll let her talk to you." Shi Xi handed the phone to Xinxin and raised his chin to Jiaming: "Go and ask Senior Brother to come over."

Jiaming nodded and left the dilapidated temple.

Xinxin took the phone and reported in a hoarse voice: "Uncle, I'm fine. I'm with Teacher Xiao."

"It's good that everything is fine, it's good that everything is fine..." Director Weng's heart finally settled down: "I'll pick you up right away."

Xin Xin took a look at the black wooden box, bit her lower lip, and mustered up the courage to say, "Uncle, you wait for me over there at the crew. There are still some things that I haven't figured out here. I'll go back with Teacher Xiao later."

She wanted to confirm with her own eyes that the ghost puppet was no longer threatening, otherwise she would not be able to find true peace.

Director Weng had no choice but to agree: "Okay, then you should be careful and don't leave their side."

When Zhang Qingxuan arrived, Shi Xi had already cleared away the broken wood from the black wooden box. The main body of the box was intact. Inside lay a small wooden puppet in red clothes. Its face was lifelike and its body was covered with talismans.

These talismans were naturally the work of Shi Xi and Jia Ming, and the ghost puppet that pulled them into the enclosed space was the one in front of them.

"Brother, you said before that the evil spirit might have moved in because it wanted the peace and security of the ruined temple," Shi Xi said slowly, "but now it seems that it was buried here intentionally."

Zhang Qingxuan observed his surroundings, counted with his fingers, and his expression became more and more solemn: "There may be something else under this puppet. Someone is actively breeding evil spirits by changing the feng shui of the ruined temple."

Shi Xi picked up the puppet and saw a piece of blood-red jade that was filled with evil spirit.

As the broken jade appeared, Zhang Qingyu and Lin Ying also appeared. They looked at the broken jade with some uneasy expressions.

Shi Xi noticed their mood changes and asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

Lin Ying frowned and said in a low voice: "The aura of this jade is very familiar. It makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Zhang Qingyu's emerald green eyes kept trembling: "It makes me angry and scared."

Shi Xi and Zhang Qingxuan looked at each other, and both of them became serious.

Lin Ying and Zhang Qingyu both reacted so strongly to this jade. Was it because it could affect the vengeful spirits, or was it because... it was related to the murderer who killed them? If it was the latter, could it be that the same person killed them?

"The puppet may know something." Shi Xi peeled off a piece of talisman paper on the puppet.

The puppet's dull eyes rolled around before it regained its spirit. It stared at Shi Xi and suddenly began to struggle violently. However, the force that bound it was too strong and it could not break free. It could only grit its teeth and make angry clucking sounds.

Xinxin was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly, not daring to breathe.

Lin Ying noticed her, stood in front of her, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid."

"Thank you..." Xinxin responded subconsciously, but she couldn't see Lin Ying. After she realized what was happening, she was almost scared to death.

Jiaming quickly told her: "Don't be afraid, the spirits we brought are protecting you."

Xinxin finally breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't dare to move at all.

The temple fell silent again, and Shi Xi began to interrogate the ghost puppet: "Who is your real master?"

The ghost puppet sneered: "What... Master... I am... the... master... here..."

"Have you been in this temple since you became conscious?" Shi Xi asked again.

"yes."

After hearing this answer, Shi Xi knew that he could not get any information from the puppet. It probably didn't know who brought it here.

The live broadcast room is so popular that the person who planted it may find out soon - that person may not know that he will cultivate such a dramatic evil spirit. I wonder if he will be angry to death after watching the live broadcast.

Shi Xi put the talisman back on and sealed the ghost puppet again.

"Brother, please take the puppet and the broken jade back to the temple."

"Okay." Zhang Qingxuan's eyes darkened, and he said, "Junior sister, supernatural events have been happening quite frequently recently. Something is wrong. You are in the open, so you must be more careful."

Shi Xi smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry. I know what I am doing."

When the group returned to the dormitory compound of "Sword Shining Frost", Director Weng was already waiting at the door.

Seeing Xinxin coming back, his eyes turned red as he ran towards Xinxin quickly: "Xinxin! How are you? Are you hurt? Uncle was scared to death when he watched the live broadcast!"

Xinxin didn't want to cry, but facing her family's concern, her nose felt sore again. She held back her tears and shook her head, "I'm not hurt. Teacher Xiao came just in time. She's so powerful. She completely contained that ghost anchor... But I was still scared."

"I'm glad you're not hurt," Director Weng touched her head and said, "Why did you run there without saying a word?"

"Some viewers said the ruined temple is a famous filming location for TV dramas and asked me if I could go there to film for a while. I agreed without thinking too much."

Xinxin talked about her experience: "When I arrived near the ruined temple, there was no signal. I wanted to leave, but I heard the sound of small animals in the temple, so I went in to take a look. I followed the sound and walked behind the Buddha statue. Suddenly, I tripped over the rope, and then... I found myself in a room full of discarded puppets. I couldn't move my body or speak."

Seeing Xinxin's face turn pale, Director Weng said distressedly: "Don't worry about it. Call home and tell them you're safe. Your father is very worried about you."

Xin Xin nodded and looked at Shi Xi: "Teacher Xiao Shi, I'll go make the call first."

"Go ahead."

"Thank you for your hard work." Director Weng was talking to Shi Xi and others in the yard, while the crew of "Sword Shining in Frost" were watching from a distance.

The news of what happened to Xinxin on the crew could not be concealed at all. Many people watched Shixi’s live broadcast, and they knew very well that tonight’s live broadcast was not a script.

After watching the live broadcast, they had a new understanding of Shi Xi - she can really calm down the situation.

Someone looked at Da Chen and said, "Teacher Chen, didn't you say that the live broadcasts when you were young were all acting? Then you must also think that the black wooden box in the Taoist priest's hand is just an ordinary prop, right? Go up and touch it."

"..." Da Chen's face turned pale and blue. He opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't fart.

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