Chapter 11: Haunted Hill House (11)
It was not until he saw the split-screen shot of Yan Shixun calmly leading the two of them towards the villa and everyone was safe and sound that Zhang Wubing finally breathed a sigh of relief. His body, which had been tense all night, collapsed in despair.
Because of his physical condition, he often came into contact with unclean things since he was a child. That's why his parents named him Wubing, hoping that he would be free from illness and disaster throughout his life.
But even so, Zhang Wubing had never been so exhausted physically and mentally as he was today, and he was so frightened that he hasn't fully recovered yet.
This situation of not even knowing who the enemy is or what the purpose is is really exhausting. It is more terrifying than any ghost encounter Zhang Wubing had experienced before.
Zhang Wubing even had the idea of terminating the program crew's trip in Guishan and leaving this damn place immediately.
However, it is too late to stop the show now.
After a night of heated debate and controversy, the live show has remained popular on social media platforms because all viewers witnessed the appearance of the goblin, attracting hundreds of thousands of viewers and subscribers, and also attracted the attention of several variety show influencers. It has also occupied more than a dozen tags in the middle and back positions on the real-time popularity list of social media platforms.
It can be said that every move of the program is now being watched by many eyes.
Last night, because the incident happened suddenly, everyone's attention was drawn to the strange events. Under fear and tension, they were not able to pay attention to the authenticity of the ghosts and events.
But once the audience realizes what's going on, the program team must give a reasonable explanation within a few days at the latest.
Otherwise, not only will the live broadcast rights be banned, but this program, including Zhang Wubing himself, may also be blacklisted by the video platform and the censorship bureau.
If we leave Guishan at this time, wouldn't it be like trying to cover up something and clearly saying that those ghosts really do exist?
Inside the room, Zhang Wubing was still anxious about how to explain the strange scenes from last night, while calling the staff and guests one by one to confirm their safety.
Over there, Yan Shixun also brought Bai Shuang and An Nanyuan to the door of the villa.
Before Yan Shixun could reach out to push the door open, the heavy carved metal door opened automatically.
The old butler, dressed in a well-dressed suit, stood expressionlessly behind the door. He was completely hidden in the dim living room, staring at Yan Shixun with his cold and lifeless eyes.
"I actually let the guests stay outside overnight. It's really my fault as the villa manager." The old housekeeper showed a fake and stiff smile on his face, and said to Yan Shixun: "The wind in the mountains is cold, you should stay in the villa."
Yan Shixun glanced at the old butler's body, which seemed to be more flexible than yesterday, and said with a smile: "It seems that I really made the right choice for this trip. Not only does it provide human flesh, but there is also such a beautiful garden."
Bai Shuang, who was standing next to her, had realized that something was wrong with the villa after the series of strange events that night. When she heard Yan Shixun say "human flesh", she didn't think he was joking.
She immediately recalled that the old housekeeper said yesterday that the dishes were ruined and dinner would be postponed.
Could it be that Yan Shixun did that yesterday because he discovered that the ingredients were not right?
Whenever Bai Shuang thought about the fact that if it weren't for Yan Shixun, she would have almost eaten human flesh, she felt sour rising from her empty stomach.
While trying hard to suppress her urge to vomit, not wanting to expose her awareness of something wrong in front of the old butler who might have problems, she looked at Yan Shixun with gratitude.
Yan Shixun, who saw the horrific image of the old butler covered in blood and corpse spots in the living room of the villa last night, did not point out the matter at this time. Instead, he praised him hypocritically like an ignorant tourist, and frantically tested the old butler within the range of what he might tolerate.
The old butler's expression twisted for a moment, then returned to normal: "What an energetic guest... I hope you can be as energetic when you leave the villa."
The turbid eyeballs scanned Yan Shixun from head to toe with a gaze as sticky as rotten meat, and then slowly moved aside to make way for him to enter the door.
At this time, the program staff all came out of the rest room and began to prepare for the live broadcast.
Yan Shixun stood in the living room, looking up.
"Brother Yan?" Bai Shuang, who was cold and scared, just wanted to get into bed immediately to feel safe, but seeing Yan Shixun's actions, Bai Shuang, who was convinced by Yan Shixun after this night, couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are you looking at?"
"Look at your room."
Yan Shixun raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Bai Shuang's room on the third floor: "After hearing that you were missing, I went to your room to check if you were safe, but something wanted to trap me in your room. So, I kicked your door to pieces. But now——"
Bai Shuang looked in the direction Yan Shixun pointed.
The door to her room was intact and tightly closed.
Bai Shuang took a breath of cold air, and the sleepiness she had just felt disappeared immediately.
Yan Shixun fell into deep thought.
For the things in the villa, there was no need to replace a good door. That meant the door was probably restored automatically.
——Things that are damaged at night are repaired during the day. Monsters that appear at night will avoid sunlight during the day.
Or do night and day belong to two completely different worlds?
Just as Yan Shixun was thinking, Zhang Wubing pushed open the door and walked out in panic.
"Brother Yan." Zhang Wubing strode towards Yan Shixun, glanced at the old housekeeper standing in the shadows at the edge of the living room, lowered his voice and said anxiously: "I called everyone this morning, but the tour guide Liu Yiyi didn't answer. Dozens of people didn't answer. The same was true when I asked others to call."
"Which room is hers?"
"The first room on the right side of the third floor, the side where you can't see the garden."
Yan Shixun understood what Zhang Wubing meant without making it clear, and immediately went upstairs in two steps.
Bai Shuang, who originally didn't want to go upstairs to her room, shuddered after seeing the old butler not far away, and followed Yan Shixun upstairs.
Several other guests who were asked by Zhang Wubing to call Liu Yiyi but failed to get through, also opened their rooms one after another and followed because they were worried or did not want to miss the live broadcast.
While moving quickly, Yan Shixun keenly discovered that in the U-shaped structure of the villa, Liu Yiyi's room was exactly opposite Bai Shuang's room, facing each other across the atrium.
As Liu Yiyi's safety was unknown, Yan Shixun quickly glanced at the surroundings and immediately knocked on Liu Yiyi's door.
Other guests who arrived later also shouted to the room with concern: "Sister Yiyi, if you are here, can you please let me know?"
"Are you still not awake? Sister Yiyi, you can come back to us."
Yan Shixun was standing at the door, very close to it. A bloody smell drifted out from the room through the gap in the door and was keenly smelled by him.
Yan Shixun's face suddenly darkened, he took a step back, then quickly gathered his strength and rushed towards the door amid the exclamations and doubts of the guests.
“Crack!”
The door was kicked open.
Before the male actor who questioned Yan Shixun's lack of manners for disturbing a lady's rest could say anything, a strong smell of blood hit him in the face without the protection of the door.
The crimson curtains were blown up by the wind, as if the whole room was filled with blood, and the crimson sheets looked more like the color of blood that had oxidized to black.
Liu Yiyi's body was half on the bed and half on the ground. The quilt on the bed was flipped over with her lower body. She looked like she was struggling to crawl towards the door, and even her arms were pointing towards the door.
It looked like he was scared by something while sleeping and wanted to escape from the room, but failed in the end.
But at this moment, she was lying on the ground with her head down, silently without any reaction. Only a large amount of blood soaked her pajamas and spread under her abdomen.
Her long black hair was scattered messily on her face and in the pool of blood. Her face could not be seen, and it was impossible to tell whether she was dead or alive.
The people outside the door subconsciously turned their heads following the smell, and were directly faced with the shock of this scene.
The entire room, shrouded in crimson, was filled with an eerie aura, and Liu Yiyi, with disheveled hair, crawling on the ground, looked like a female ghost seeking revenge at first glance.
Suddenly someone was frightened and screamed: "Ah ...
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