Song Shiming's eyes were red, and he yelled manically at the people around him, "Why don't you come over and help me, are you eating shit?"
“Here it comes!”
Chen Quan and the others suddenly woke up and hurried over to help pull Wang Qinghe away.
"No, I can't pull it at all. What's going on with Wang Qinghe? Didn't we agree that everything was fake? Is he possessed?"
Chu Yanran tried her best but couldn't do it. The fear she had pretended to show before was now revealed as her true feelings.
Zhang Yuanyuan and Liu Daneng pulled the devil's hand and pried open Wang Qinghe's fingers, but it was useless. Wang Qinghe's hand seemed to be glued together with the devil's hand with 520 glue, and they were indistinguishable from each other.
Chen Quan's hair stood on end, cold sweat dripping down his face. "Fuck! Brother Ming, Wang Qinghe's ears are bleeding too. Is he going to bleed from all seven orifices? What the hell is going on? Isn't this the prop you brought back from outside? Why is it acting like he's really possessed by a ghost?"
Wang Qinghe regained consciousness for a moment. He opened his bloodshot eyes and tightly grasped Song Shiming with his other hand. He cried out in pain and fear, "Brother Ming, please save me. I don't want to die!"
Song Shiming was furious. He tried desperately to pull Wang Qinghe away. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Qinghe, I will definitely save you. Hold on. Don't lose consciousness. You are a living person. You will definitely survive. The dead cannot defeat the living!"
Zhang Yuanyuan was about to cry, and she cried, "No, Brother Ming, this devil's hand can't be removed at all."
"Hehehe, it's too late, Song Shiming. You killed your brother."
With a pair of bloodshot eyes and blood flowing from all seven orifices, Wang Qinghe laughed crazily. The terrifying face reflected in his eyes made Song Shiming feel cold all over.
In the camera, Wang Qinghe looked like a ghost, and a group of people couldn't pull him away. Under the dim light, weirdness was spreading, and dark shadows could be seen moving faintly.
[Holy shit! Is this real? My scalp is tingling. Is this really possessed by a ghost? The blood coming out of all seven orifices is a little too real.]
[I just checked! This 'evil spirit' just now said his name was Lin Zihan. I really did find out who he was, and he died two years ago. It's still an unsolved case!]
Is this true? I'm getting goosebumps! Is this a deliberate plot? Aren't they afraid people will accuse them of exploiting this tragedy to get cyberbullied?
Song Shiming has been fearless since he was a child, but at this moment, he was extremely frightened.
His lips trembled as he looked at the nearly dying Wang Qinghe, his eyes filled with endless regret. He almost whispered, "Whoever can save Wang Qinghe, I will reward him handsomely. Anything is fine!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a graceful figure with a fragrant scent appeared before his eyes.
The long black hair drew an arc in the air, and the flawless white fingers twisted a talisman and stuck it directly on Wang Qinghe's forehead.
As if the pause button was pressed, Wang Qinghe froze, and the ghostly aura on his body began to gradually dissipate as if it had seen something it feared.
Wen Xi looked at Song Shiming with sparkling eyes and said calmly, "A business deal, a transaction, in exchange for Wang Qinghe's life, how about it?"
Song Shiming was shivering from the cold. He decided to go all out and said, "Okay, deal. As long as you can rescue Wang Qinghe, I'll pay you whatever the price is."
This is exactly what I want.
In the camera, the girl had skin as white as cream and was cold and beautiful. She stood gracefully beside him. She raised her hand and made a gesture. A golden light penetrated into Wang Qinghe's forehead. The talisman that was stuck on him was burned in an instant. Dust flew into his mouth and penetrated into his limbs.
A layer of invisible fire could be seen faintly on Wang Qinghe's body. He roared and screamed, and two shadows appeared on his body, one was his own, and the other was... a ghost!
"ah!"
Chu Yanran and Zhang Yuanyuan had never seen such a scene before. They screamed and hugged each other.
Not to mention the two girls, Chen Quan and Song Shiming also widened their eyes, stunned by the horrifying scene before them.
"Ah! Why? I just came out and you want to send me away? I won't accept this, I won't accept this!"
Wang Qinghe screamed miserably, and the chandelier above his head began to flicker, making a crackling sound like electricity.
Wen Xi was like an arrogant emperor who looked down on everyone. She stared at him coldly and said indifferently, "Yin and Yang have different paths. This is not the place you should be. Leave now, otherwise, only the scattering of your soul will await you."
"I was summoned here, what's wrong with me? Please help me, help me..."
Wang Qinghe's voice became softer and softer, and the gray-green color on his face slowly faded, but his resentment was so deep that he held Wang Qinghe's hand tightly and was unwilling to let go.
Wen Xi pursed her red lips and sighed softly, "I understand. It's a tit-for-tat. I will help you clear your resentment. You can leave first."
"Thank you, Master!"
After getting her promise, the black gas completely dissipated along with the flames on his body!
Wang Qinghe relaxed completely and fell to the ground dejectedly. The devil's hand also rolled to the ground, stained with blood, which was quickly absorbed by the devil's hand, leaving only Wang Qinghe's bloody hand, indicating everything that had just happened.
The lights returned to normal and the candles on the table were relit, as if nothing had happened.
A faint flame floated out and penetrated into Wen Xi's palm.
Wen Xi murmured softly, "Fly meat is still meat, it's better than nothing, it's enough to fill the gaps between my teeth."
The live broadcast room exploded! The comments were going crazy!
[Fuck! Was I dazzled just now? I saw a pretty girl subduing a fierce ghost? What kind of fantasy plot is this?]
Hey guys, did you see the ghost and the flames just now? Those special effects are so amazing, they could be used for a TV show!
[This is a livestream, what special effects could be this amazing? This beautiful girl looks so ethereal, could she really be a celestial master?]
[In the contemporary Xuanmen, I haven't seen such a young and beautiful rising star. Who is this girl? ]
There were many comments, and everyone was questioning the authenticity of this live broadcast. Suddenly, they saw Wen Xi's beautiful face magnified in front of the camera. Even at a fatal angle, her beauty could not be ignored.
"Wow! It turns out live streaming is so popular."
Wen Xi looked at the camera and the comments in the live broadcast room and fell into deep thought.
Song Shiming came back to his senses and exhaled a breath of foul air. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
He glanced at the live broadcast equipment. This ghost show was indeed a hit. He should have been happy, but he had no intention of continuing the broadcast. He walked over and turned off all the cameras.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
