Chapter 77 Wedding and mourning (8)
The six-story building of the village party secretary was originally built with the idea of using it as a new home for the younger generations in the family when they got married, so many rooms were reserved to prepare for the arrival of newborns.
But I don’t know if it’s because of the good example set by the eldest grandson Yangtu, but the younger generations in the family have grown up but none of them are married, so those rooms have to be left vacant.
However, because Jia Village is close to the highway, many people who need help or pass by here occasionally need to stay in Jia Village. So the village party secretary, while being disappointed with the younger generation in his family, happily lent out the spare rooms in his house to passers-by.
So the production team just happened to be lucky. After all, there were dozens of people and if they went to another village, they really wouldn't be able to stay there.
As the night deepened, the guests in the living room were already exhausted from the long journey today, and because they couldn't help but eat too much for dinner, they were now in a state of sleepiness. Although they were still interacting and laughing with others in front of the live broadcast main screen, most of them had blurred eyes.
Especially Song Ci, the young master who had never suffered, leaned his head on the back of the sofa, little by little, and only gave a vague response when someone called his name, which made the people around him laugh and cry.
The village party secretary also noticed that the guests were tired, so he quickly smiled and asked everyone in the program crew to go upstairs to rest, saying that hot water and bedding were ready, and that the old couple was on the second floor, so they could come to them if they needed anything.
Everyone smiled and expressed their gratitude to the village party secretary and his wife. Only the variety show host was still very interested in the story about the mountains that the village party secretary had just told him. He seemed to be still unsatisfied and wanted to hear more.
"I didn't expect you to be so interested in this."
The third-tier male star was a little surprised, and said casually as he went upstairs: "My home is in the south, and I have heard these stories since I was a child. When I was young, I wanted to go out to play and climb mountains, but my elders told me these stories to scare me and not let me go out."
"You know these stories too?" The variety show star's eyes lit up, smacking his lips and saying, "Then tell me some later. I haven't heard enough of what the village party secretary just said, and I don't want to disturb everyone's rest. It just so happens that we are in the same room, so this night won't be boring anymore."
The male star didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother, are you asking me to tell ghost stories in front of the fans? Although our show has been on the hot search several times because of the horror experiences, and many viewers are attracted because of this, I think we can actually save it a little bit?"
The audience in front of the split screen was suddenly overjoyed, and a row of “Hahahaha” flashed across the barrage.
Although the village party secretary's home has more than a dozen vacant rooms, there are too many people in the program team. So this time the guests are still two people in a room, because the variety show host and the male star stayed in the same room last time at Wild Wolf Peak and got along very well, so the two chose to continue to stay in the same room this time.
The staff of the program also moved the live broadcast equipment originally set up in the living room and prepared to set it up on the third floor where the guests were. While adjusting the angle and equipment, the staff also smiled and chatted with the curious young people who came to watch, and talked about the situation at the home of the village party secretary.
The village party secretary has four sons in his family. Except for the second son who never got married, the other three have several children. The family is considered to have many children and grandchildren, and is envied by others in the clan.
Many people in the clan said that it was because the village party secretary had done good deeds in the past that his family gave birth to four boys in a row. Even except for one son who did not get married, every family had a boy.
However, when the village party secretary heard this, he mocked back in displeasure, saying that you have done a lot of evil things. Forcing the girls in the tribe to marry is nothing. Haven't you heard of karma? You should give back what you give. You have ruined other people's good lives, so don't expect to have a good life yourself.
The staff were stunned when they heard from the young man what the village party secretary had said back then.
The young man noticed it and seemed very happy. He said proudly, "Don't be fooled by my grandfather's smiling face and good temper now. He also had a bad temper when he was young. Otherwise, how could he lead our village to separate and set up a village committee? We were even rated as a civilized village last year! Other villages in the clan are different from us. They worship at the ancestral hall every day and ask their ancestors to come to them in their dreams when there is something wrong. There is not even a village party secretary in the village. Tsk tsk tsk tsk."
When talking about other villages, the young people seemed very contemptuous: "They only know how to have children every day. If one can't give birth to a boy, they will replace him with another one. What do you call human affairs? Besides, my second uncle just doesn't want to get married. What's the problem with them? Why are they so nosy?"
The staff nodded in agreement.
Because of the program effect and camera allocation, all the guests stayed on the third floor. At this time, the whole floor was full of the sound of guests talking and chatting, which seemed very lively.
No one noticed Yan Shixun who was standing in the corner of the stairs leading to the fourth floor, listening quietly to everyone's conversation.
…
While the guests were chatting and joking on the third floor, laughing and joking like students on a stay-away trip, making the audience in front of the main screen also laugh at the relaxed and happy atmosphere, Yan Shixun went downstairs alone to the backyard.
Because the sons of the village party secretary went to the city today and were not at home. Several young people were attracted by the live broadcast equipment of the program team. So the living room, which was lively just now, was now quiet, with only the cold and dazzling light of the incandescent lamp reflecting on the pure white tiles.
Yan Shixun wanted to go check out the well in the backyard the moment he saw it, but he didn't act rashly because of the taboos of young people.
When he got closer to the well, Yan Shixun could see the whole picture of the well and confirmed his guess.
The well has eight sides, and including the thick stone slab covering the well mouth, there are nine layers in total, symbolizing reincarnation.
On the outer facade of the well, there were not only the exorcism talismans that Yan Shixun had just seen, but also a whole wall of the Mantra for Rebirth written in powerful strokes on the side that happened to be the blind spot of Yan Shixun's vision.
"The Supreme One has decreed that your lonely soul be liberated, and all ghosts and spirits be blessed."
"Death in public or in private, death unjustly suffered, creditor and enemy, revenger..."
Although there are eight sides, only one side is the main seat.
It benefits the host internally and the lonely soul externally.
The main position of this well faces outward, just in the direction of the mountain.
Moreover, in the most important main position, the power gathered after the nine reincarnations was gathered, but the talisman with strong power that would harm the ghost was not used, but the mantra of rebirth was chosen.
It is not to kill or suppress ghosts, but to send ghosts away and let them be reborn.
Yan Shixun's fingers hanging by his side curled up unconsciously.
It seems that the village party secretary's home has indeed encountered a ghost. Moreover, from what the young man said that Yang Han's windows were sealed all year round, and from the furnishings in Yang Han's room, it can be seen that this ghost was probably someone Yang Han knew before his death.
Under the clan system, patriarchy is particularly prevalent, and the father is the head of the family and has the final say.
Even though the village party secretary is open-minded, judging from the young people's attitude towards him just now, the village party secretary is still the one who makes decisions for this family, and the construction of this well should have been presided over by the village party secretary.
Yan Shixun had traveled with Li Chengyun since he was a child, and he had met many people in the same profession, and he knew their behavior very well. If there was a ghost in front of him, then the person in the same profession would definitely kill the ghost first, and would not choose such a gentle method as the Rebirth Mantra.
The mantra of rebirth on the main seat must be the wish of the host.
That is, the village party secretary.
Yan Shixun remembered the story Yang Han had just told him. He mentioned that when something happened to Yang Hua's family, the village party secretary had protested in the clan. Even though he was unsuccessful, he sighed when he returned home to face his wife, blaming himself and feeling pity and regret for Yang Hua.
When the young man was talking to the staff, he also revealed the village party secretary's disdain for a part of the clan, and even after many years he was still brooding over what the clan members did to Yang Hua's family.
In this case, he met Yang Han, was pitied by the village secretary and wanted to send him to the afterlife with tenderness...
With his thoughts crisscrossing, Yan Shixun could only think of one person.
Yang Duo.
Yan Shixun's eyes suddenly darkened.
Yang Han firmly believes that Yang Duo will protect her sister. Yang Guang feels guilty towards Yang Duo, and Yang Duo also resents Yang Guang.
Decades have passed, but Yang Duo is still able to travel thousands of miles from the village to Binhai City every day. She possesses her sister Yang Hua and uses Yang Hua's mouth to express her resentment. She even ignores Yang Hua's increasingly weak body and hates Yang Hua as well.
Not only that, Yang Han and his family, who had tipped off Yang Guang, also encountered Yang Duo's hatred, which made Yang Han's younger generations shudder at the mention of them, and the village party secretary had no choice but to build a soul-calming well to drive Yang Duo away.
Everyone's reaction pointed to Yang Duo, who had died decades ago...
Yan Shixun, feeling chilled by the autumn night, returned to the living room from the backyard and went straight to the second floor.
The village party secretary was sitting alone on the small terrace on the second floor, smoking his pipe in silence. When he heard footsteps and turned around, he saw Yan Shixun coming up the stairs from the first floor and walking towards him.
"Didn't the young man go upstairs to clean up?" The village party secretary was a little surprised, and then his melancholy face turned into a smile: "I didn't seem to see the young man when we were eating just now. Did he go downstairs to find something to eat because he was hungry?"
"Just sit here and wait. My wife is cleaning the pot in the kitchen downstairs. She doesn't know that the cakes that the eldest brother brought back last time are still in the cupboard in the living room. I'll go steal some delicious food for you."
The village party secretary was about to stand up as he spoke, his tone as friendly as if they were grandpa and grandson, without any sense of distance.
"No rush, please sit down." Yan Shixun stretched out his hand, pressed the village party secretary's shoulder and asked him to sit back on the rattan chair, and then he sat down opposite him.
"I wanted to ask you something, but I didn't expect you weren't on the first floor, so I came up."
Yan Shixun did not tell anyone that he went to the backyard to look at the well.
He would not rashly reveal his true intentions before he had a complete understanding of the situation in the village.
Yan Shixun pretended to be distressed and asked the village party secretary: "As you know, our original destination was Jiazifen Village in the back, and we wanted to go to the farmhouse there. But because of the roadblocks, the way to the back was directly cut off, so we had to stay here for one night."
"But the roadblock is there, and it won't disappear tomorrow. Cars still can't get through. So I want to ask you, what's the matter with the roadblock? Who put it there? Can we contact that person to remove it?"
When the roadblock was mentioned, the village party secretary's expression suddenly changed from friendly to disgust. He paused smoking his pipe, and the muscles around his mouth twitched, as if he was trying to restrain the curse that he wanted to say.
After a long while, the village party secretary finally saw Yan Shixun's sincere gaze, raised his hand to knock on his pipe, and sighed: "We are the ones who blocked the road."
really.
Yan Shixun confirmed his previous guess, but he didn't show any sign of surprise. Instead, he said in a surprised tone, "Ah? Why? I thought someone blocked the road and wanted money."
The village party secretary seemed reluctant to bring up this topic, but because of Yan Shixun's final question, he couldn't help but prove his innocence.
"It's not about the money. We wouldn't have closed the road if we didn't have to."
"Our Jia Village was able to enjoy a good life earlier than other villages, all thanks to this road. If there was no other way, why would we do such a thing? In order to make up for the economic losses caused by the road closure, my three sons are running around outside and have not been home for a long time."
The village party secretary sighed and said, "Since the road was closed more than half a year ago, we can only explain to passers-by again and again that the reason we provide free accommodation is also because of this. After all, it is us who did it, so we have to take responsibility."
"It's not that we want to close it, it's..."
The village party secretary hesitated for a long time, with ash gathering on the pipe in his hand, as if this reason was difficult for him to say.
"Family matters should not be made public. The clan's affairs should not be told to people outside the village. And you should not be impatient to listen to an old man like me talking about these family matters."
The village party secretary shook his head and sighed, "But after all, what we did affected your trip, so we have to give you an explanation."
"Actually, it's because of the prosperous... Jiazifen Village behind it."
The village party secretary couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes when talking about the village behind him: "Although we are from the same clan, our Jia village is blocked by the mountains, and the other villages are on the other side of the mountains. So in the beginning, our village was actually the least favored and unpopular children in the clan who came out of the mountains and wanted to find a way to make a living and build a home for themselves, so they gathered together like this."
"But the Jiazifen Village behind is different, because there is a small ancestral hall in the clan there, and the previous clan leader lived in Jiazifen Village, so they are highly valued by the clan. But also because of this, their style has always been the same, and it has not changed for many years."
The village party secretary snorted disdainfully: "What they did was lacking in virtue and damaging their hidden virtues! Any person with a little conscience would not do the same as them."
"We wanted to persuade them, but they never listened and continued to go further and further."
The village party secretary's lips moved, and finally he sighed. His face, which was already covered with wrinkles, looked even older because of his distressed expression.
"They are crazy. That's why we have no choice but to close the road and never have any contact with them again."
"Young man, you guys..." The village party secretary looked at Yan Shixun, hesitant to speak, and finally said: "Forget it. If you want to go to the back, go ahead. Anyway, you are all outsiders, and you can make money for them. They shouldn't do anything."
"Before the road was built, we all walked from the mountain." The village party secretary pointed to the distant mountain behind the small building with his pipe in his hand and said, "Wait until tomorrow morning, you can go over the mountain. I'll let Yang Tu take you there. He has loved playing in the two villages since he was a child and is familiar with the road."
After getting the information he wanted from the village party secretary, Yan Shixun thanked him and went upstairs.
When turning around the stairs, Yan Shixun saw the village party secretary's face, which had become sad again after he left. He was looking out the window, as if he was worried about something.
Yan Shixun also followed the gaze of Secretary Chun Village, but he could only see an empty village road under the dim street lights.
What is the village party secretary waiting for?
A hint of doubt flashed through Yan Shixun's mind, but he quickly went upstairs.
…
Bai Shuang, who had gone upstairs early, was taking a bath alone in the empty bathroom. She was feeling comfortable under the hot water while turning on the shower and humming a relaxing tune out of the joy of being relieved.
Because there is no shortage of land in the village, the small building of the village party secretary occupies a large area, so the bathroom is also an entire room, separated by a frosted glass. Outside is the sink and toilet, and inside is a spacious bathing area.
It just seemed very empty because there were no decorations in the room. The song that Bai Shuang sang mixed with the sound of water, echoing in the empty room.
Because the bath water was too hot and the temperature couldn't be adjusted, Bai Shuang simply opened the window next to her a little to let in some fresh air.
Just now, because the window was frosted, Bai Shuang couldn't see outside. After opening the window a crack, Bai Shuang could see clearly that the window faced the backyard.
"Huh? The shape of this well is so strange, I've never seen it before." Bai Shuang looked down and muttered in confusion, but didn't take it to heart and turned back to get her shampoo.
Just as she rubbed the foam on her hair and was about to close her eyes to prevent the foam from flowing into her eyes, Bai Shuang suddenly heard a "click" sound coming from outside the glass door.
It was as if someone stepped on loose tiles, making a sound.
"Who?" Bai Shuang immediately stopped what he was doing and asked loudly.
However, no one outside responded.
Bai Shuang turned off the shower and waited for a long time but there was no sound, so she approached the glass door cautiously, opened a small gap while keeping a slightly bent alert posture, and looked out vigilantly.
There was no one outside.
Bai Shuang finally relaxed, stood up, patted his chest, and said with a smile: "Oh, you scared me."
It might be the sound of the tiles and cement expanding and cracking. After all, it is a bathroom, a place with moisture all year round, so it is normal for the tiles to become damp and crack.
You are scaring yourself.
Bai Shuang, with his head full of foam, closed his eyes with relief and continued to rub his hair.
However, "click", "click"...
A few subtle sounds came from outside.
Bai Shuang suddenly opened his eyes, and almost immediately rushed to the glass door, forcefully opened a crack in the door, and looked out.
The room was still empty.
There were only a few "tick-tick" sounds as drops of water condensed on the ceiling fell on the tiles.
Amid the sound of water, Bai Shuang felt a chill all over her body, as if something was approaching her from behind.
She was gasping for breath and her heart was pounding. She slowly turned her head and looked back warily, but all she saw was a window that was slightly open.
Is it the wind that blows?
After two shocks, Bai Shuang didn't care about whether she was stuffy or not, and hurried over to close the window again. Because she walked too fast, she almost slipped and fell because of the water.
Just at the moment of closing the window, a flash of red flashed across the corner of Bai Shuang's eyes.
However, when I looked again, there was nothing.
"An illusion?"
Bai Shuang murmured, but no longer dared to close her eyes. Instead, she forced herself to keep her eyes open and quickly washed her hair, with red circles around her eyes.
She shook herself, decided to make it quick, and didn't bother with hot water.
The empty room made her feel a little nervous, so she decided to go back to her room and lock the door to feel more at ease.
…
Different from the quiet and depressing atmosphere downstairs, the atmosphere among the guests on the third floor was lively.
Because the third-tier male star said he knew a lot of stories about the South, the guests, who had just been aroused by the village party secretary's curiosity to listen to stories, took advantage of the fact that the bathroom was occupied by other people and ran to the male star's room to listen to the stories.
So, what was originally a storytelling session with only the variety show host as the audience turned into a storytelling session with the male star, and a circle of people gathered in the room.
The male star didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he had no choice but to act as a storyteller and told stories about the mountains that he had heard from the old people when he was a child.
"When I was little, I was brought up by my grandmother and lived in the village. One noon, the sun was particularly strong, but I didn't know why, I wanted to go out to play, and I insisted on going to the mountain to pick fruits to eat. My grandmother waved a palm-leaf fan and told me that the reason I wanted to go out so much was because there was a dirty thing outside tempting me. When I really went out, that thing would lead me to the mountain. I thought I was picking fruits, but in fact, I was sticking my head into the rope of that thing. At that time, as long as that thing pushed me hard!"
The male star's voice suddenly rose, and at the same time he made a sudden pushing motion with his hands.
Everyone who was concentrating on listening to the story was suddenly startled by the success and cried out in surprise. Even the most serious actor, Zhao Zhen, subconsciously made a blocking gesture before reacting.
The variety show host immediately gave the male star a light kick on the thigh and scolded him with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have such a talent as a storyteller. You almost scared me to death."
“That’s the effect I want.”
The male star nodded with satisfaction and continued, "As long as that thing pushes me while I'm climbing on the tree, I can hang myself on its rope."
"I was really frightened at that time and didn't dare to go out. But when I calmed down, I was tempted to eat the fruits on the mountain, so I sneaked out of the house without telling grandma."
"Then, at the three-way intersection at the entrance of the village, I saw a figure dressed in black under the scorching sun, waving at me. The figure didn't say anything, and when I asked him who he was, he didn't tell me, but just kept waving at me."
The male star lowered his voice and said in a gloomy voice: "The man was facing away from the sun, and I couldn't see his face clearly, no matter how close I got. I always felt that I saw a blurry black mass with no nose or eyes."
The guests dared not make a sound and held their breath as they listened to the male star continue speaking.
"Then, when I got very close, I suddenly realized that the hemp rope I thought was on the man's shoulders was actually wrapped around its neck, and the rope was so tight that it was almost pulling its head off. I suddenly remembered the story my grandmother told me!"
Song Ci swallowed his saliva, silently hugged his knees and shrank into the corner, trying to give himself a little sense of security.
The male star deliberately lowered his voice, which was dangerous and cold, making people feel creepy. "I ran as hard as I could, and that thing chased me from the fork in the road all the way to the village. It was about to catch me, so I cried and shouted my grandma's name. As soon as my grandma opened the door, she shouted something behind me. I quickly ran into the gate of the yard and locked it. I looked out without even catching my breath, and saw the man in black, looking at me outside the gate. But because the gate had been locked by me, it could only look at me, and didn't say anything. It stood at the gate for a long time before leaving."
"Thinking about it later, the thing should have caught me when I was about to run into the house. If my grandma hadn't shouted, giving me time to rush into the yard and lock the door, I might have been caught."
The male star shrugged, straightened up from the posture where he had just bent down to tell a story, and said with a smile: "Every time I think about it later, I feel really scared."
The guests, who had been holding their breath, finally dared to slowly relax and let out a breath.
"Huh... I thought it was something else, but it's actually not that bad?"
The variety show star said maliciously, "Aren't you afraid that there are ghosts outside the door? I live in this room, and I can just lie down and sleep when we leave. You still have to go out of this room to go back to your own room, aren't you afraid?"
"Especially you, Nanyuan, you sleep alone, right?" The variety show star smirked, "How can you still sleep? Aren't you afraid that there's someone standing at the door watching you?"
The guests who had just said they were not afraid suddenly trembled and began to imagine the scene involuntarily.
Although there is no three-way intersection in the small building, the room of the variety show star is at the entrance of the stairs, and it is also a three-way intersection. I will leave the room later, what if there is something...
The guests looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
Especially An Nanyuan, who was directly named by the variety show host, was in tears.
Because everyone at Wild Wolf Peak was chased by a giant rat in the mountain temple last time, they had a life-and-death friendship. The roommates at that time chose each other as roommates again this time, and the two new guests decided to sleep in the same room. So, poor An Nanyuan was left alone.
After all, among the eight guests, Bai Shuang was the only female, and the staff could not occupy the split screen with the guests. Therefore, An Nanyuan had to sleep in a room by himself.
At first he didn't think there was anything wrong. He wasn't a kindergarten kid who was afraid to sleep alone. What was the big deal?
However, after the variety show star said this, he became unsure again.
Seeing this, the male star shrugged and smiled brightly, "It's just a story, no need to be so scared. Didn't you ask to hear my childhood story? Now you're scared again, so cowardly."
The variety show star immediately puffed out his chest and said proudly, "I'm not scared."
While many of the audience in front of the various live broadcast screens were happily laughing at the guests for being timid, the male star's own screen was filled with hesitant comments from fans.
[Is it really just a story? But my brother has been in the industry for so many years, and I have never seen him standing outside alone at noon. He seems to be particularly afraid of standing alone on the street at noon.]
[I really thought what Brother said was true. Fans who have been following Brother for many years should know that Brother is not arrogant, but there is only one thing he cares about. Whether it is the office dressing room or shooting GG with a brand, he doesn't want to be in the room facing the fork in the road. Previously, a brand's dressing room faced a fork in the road with no traffic at all, and they didn't want to change it. Then Brother got very angry for the first time and insisted that it must be changed, otherwise he would not shoot. Then the brand changed it, but later also said that Brother was a big shot. Brother's reputation was seriously damaged that time, so I think Brother really cares about this matter, and would rather suffer a loss of reputation than see the fork in the road. ]
[It’s not just this, my brother really has many concerns that are different from ordinary people. Before my brother live broadcast, he had to make sure that the doors and windows of the house were closed. Even when the weather was the best, he would never open the doors and windows, as if he was afraid that something outside would break in.]
[And have you noticed that my brother would take two quick steps when he was about to enter the door, subconsciously appearing nervous and afraid. Only when he stepped into the door would he breathe a sigh of relief.]
[Huh? ? Then, according to what you said, could it be that what my brother just told me was his real experience, and he said it was a story just to make people not scared? ]
"Although it's just a story, it's possible to see a figure at the fork in the road."
Suddenly, a magnetic male voice came from the open door, which made the guests, who had just escaped from their fear, tremble all over again and scream in terror.
Even the audience watching the live broadcast were startled by the sudden sound, and the barrage of comments paused for a moment.
Only the male star who was facing the door saw Yan Shixun walking in from outside.
"It's just like burning paper is often done at a crossroads, because the midpoint of the crossroads is the intersection of east, west, south, north, and yin and yang. There, a road to the underworld and a road to the living world overlap. If there is no ghost messenger to guide the newly deceased ghost, it will walk through the crossroads, from the road to the living world to the road to the underworld, and leave the world smoothly."
"If someone walks through an intersection four times in a row at dusk, there is a high chance that he will see a ghost passing through the intersection on the fourth occasion. At this time, do not make eye contact with the ghost out of curiosity, and do not continue walking. Just turn in any direction and leave quickly through the side road. Otherwise, you may follow the ghost's footsteps and walk from the world of the living to the underworld together."
"By then, it won't be so easy to come back."
Yan Shixun leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, and said in a casual and mocking tone, "You guys have the guts to listen to ghost stories, but don't you have the guts not to shout them out?"
An Nanyuan, who was almost scared to death, said: QAQ, I dare not.
"But you said you saw a pure black figure at the fork in the road, and it chased you to your doorstep."
Yan Shixun stopped smiling and looked at the male star: "If I'm guessing correctly, there probably wasn't a cross-shaped road in the village where you grew up."
The male star thought about it, and then was a little surprised: "It seems to be true. But, Mr. Ke Yan, how did you know?"
"At the fork in the road, one of the roads is missing, so the four directions don't intersect, and the yin and yang become confused. The Yin Road and the Yang Road will randomly appear on two of the three roads. So if a soul is not taken away, it can only wander around the fork in the road until the Yin Road appears, and it can leave smoothly."
"The reason why the figure you saw was at noon is because everything turns to its opposite when it reaches its extreme. When the Yang energy is at its heaviest, that is when the Yin Road is most likely to appear. That is why it is at the intersection, waiting for the Yin Road to appear."
Although he had not seen the village where the male star grew up and was not familiar with the male star, Yan Shixun already knew what was going on just based on what the male star had just said.
"It's just that you just happened to run into it at that time. It didn't wait for the Yin Road, but saw you. Your grandmother is right. It will lead people to the place where it hangs itself and hang people on its own rope. Because it has just lost its life and is lonely, it comes to seek companionship."
Seeing the fear in the male star's eyes, Yan Shixun paused and comforted him, "But don't worry, you won't encounter that situation again. You have grown up, and your soul is stably connected to your body. Your innate spirituality has disappeared, so you won't be able to see the ghost even if it stands face to face with you. Only children who have not yet reached adulthood can easily see it. The younger they are, the more innate spirituality they have preserved, and the easier it is to see."
The male star shuddered. His nerves, which had relaxed when he heard Yan Shixun say not to worry, tensed up again and he looked even more scared.
Everyone: Brother Yan, is this what you call comforting? What do you mean you can't even see a ghost face when it's right next to you? It's even scarier, okay!
Audience in front of the screen: [!!! QAQ]
[Wow wow wow, this is so scary, my window faces the intersection, and now there are only yellow street lights outside, and no one is around. I’m so scared, this can’t really be happening!]
[That’s it. After hearing this story, I won’t dare walk home alone after school tomorrow. There are exactly four intersections between the school and my home…]
"Yan, Brother Yan." An Nanyuan raised his hand weakly: "Our split-screen live broadcast is on. Talking about this in front of the screen, yes, isn't it inappropriate?"
If the live broadcast permission was blocked, the director would rush over and hug Brother Yan’s thighs and cry.
Yan Shixun: Oops…I forgot.
Because his own split screen was turned off, he relaxed for a moment and ignored the fact that other guests would keep their split screens on for live streaming in order to gain traffic and popularity.
Yan Shixun: I don't need popularity and traffic, so how could I take this to heart and keep an eye on it? Tsk, why not just ban Zhang Dabing's show, it's so troublesome.
However, when he thought of Zhang Wubing crying with snot and tears, Yan Shixun could only fake a smile and calmly said to the split-screen camera of the guests: "Oh, I was just telling a story, don't take it seriously."
"I saw you guys were holding a storytelling conference, so I just stopped by to join in. You guys continue, I'm done."
Yan Shixun waved to the split-screen camera, then turned around leisurely with one hand in his pocket and left the room.
Only the frightened guests were left looking at each other in the room.
Brother Yan spoke so seriously just now, was it really just a story?
And considering Brother Yan's original identity, and the fact that he had completely forgotten about the camera and only remembered it after An Nanyuan reminded him...it looks so real no matter how you look at it.
In the live broadcast barrage, there are also viewers who are cheering themselves up.
[Ha, ha, ha, you are indeed Brother Yan, you even tell the story so realistically.]
[Just a guess, is it possible that Brother Yan is not telling a story, but is answering questions and popularizing science for the guest who told the story before?]
[Da-meh! Shut up!]
[Okay, after listening to the story, I rolled over and locked the door. Now I am lying on the bed and I am completely afraid to sleep. My window faces the street! Woo woo woo.]
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