"The only thing I can guess is that my mother must be haunted. Otherwise, why would she go to the cemetery every day when she has nothing to do?"
[Sure enough, Wen's livestream is different. Right from the start, there's something terrifying going on.]
[No matter how good a cosmetic procedure is, it can't make wrinkles disappear overnight. Otherwise, it would have gone viral, right? There's definitely something wrong here!]
Wen Xi glanced at the other person's face and said calmly, "Did your mother buy something and bring it home some time ago?"
Nan Feng shuddered, swallowed his saliva and said, "Host, you are really amazing. She did buy a bunch of antiques. My family is in the antique business. My mother would buy some antiques home from time to time, and we didn't think there was anything wrong with it!
This time I bought a sandalwood dressing table and a ceramic vase.
She gave the vase to her best friend, and she liked the sandalwood dressing table so much that she placed it in her room. Sure enough, there was something wrong with the dressing table, right?
Wen Xi stared at him with bright eyes, "Your mother is indeed haunted by a ghost. Take the camera to her room first and let me see what the dressing table looks like."
"OK."
Nanfeng was a little scared after being confirmed to be haunted by a ghost, but for the sake of his mother, he still plucked up the courage, took the camera, and went to his parents' room.
Crunch!
Nanfeng slowly opened the door of his parents' room. The curtains in the room were drawn, and it was very dark inside, with almost no light.
In the simple room, there is only a bed and a dressing table opposite the bed.
The red sandalwood exudes a faint wood fragrance and is carved with intricate patterns. There is also a bronze mirror in the middle.
Nanfeng stood in front of the dressing table, and under the camera, there was no trace of him in the bronze mirror.
Bang!
Suddenly, the door closed automatically.
Nanfeng was startled to see that there were fine and dense scratches on the bronze mirror, as if they were made by someone's fingernails.
The temperature of the entire room began to drop, and the south wind could even produce white steam. He immediately became scared and rushed to the door. He wanted to open it, but found that it was locked. He couldn't open it from the inside.
I quickly asked for help, "Anchor, what's going on? I'm locked in the room. It's freezing inside. I didn't turn on the air conditioner. Could it be..."
Nanfeng's scalp went numb as he saw with his own eyes a dark shadow emerge from the bronze mirror. A ghostly figure seemed to be right in front of the dressing table, and he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground leaning against the door.
[Wow, is this the most exciting scene right from the start?]
[This dressing table is really a medium for ghosts, so why did the host let him in? Isn't that like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?]
[I'm so scared! The door is locked and I can't get out. Isn't this a sure thing?]
Wen Xi remained calm and said, "Yes, the ghost in front of you is the one that possessed the dressing table. All the changes in your mother are because of her."
"I, I can see it now. The key is that I am trapped here and I have discovered her secret. Will she want to kill me?"
Nanfeng was in tears and took out a talisman from his trouser pocket that he had obtained from the temple. He clenched it tightly in his hand and kept praying to the gods.
"Don't worry, you won't die."
Wen Xi said this with great confidence.
Sure enough, the next moment, the door was opened from the outside. The light slanting in made the stiff Nanfeng feel warm all of a sudden, and he climbed out at a rapid speed.
"You are not allowed to hurt my son!"
Nanfeng's mother walked in from outside, her fair and beautiful face entered the live camera, and her long, shiny black hair was casually draped over her shoulders. It would be believable if someone said she was only in her twenties.
[Holy crap, this is his mother? I'd believe her if she said she was his sister. This isn't cosmetic surgery at all, it's just a flashback to her youth.]
[Could a ghost really have done that? I think I can relate. If someone really offered to trade my youth for mine, I probably wouldn't be able to resist the temptation and agree.]
"Mom, why are you back? Didn't you just go out a while ago?"
Nanfeng was also shocked. He didn't expect that it was his mother who came back and saved his life.
Nanfeng's mother looked at him awkwardly, but faced with the ghost in the room, she looked calm, and it was obvious that this was not the first time she had faced her.
"I did go out just now. I felt my heart pounding all the way there. I felt something was wrong, so I turned back halfway. Fortunately, I came back in time, otherwise I don't know what would have happened!"
Nan Feng's mother patted her chest and said angrily, "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you not to enter my room casually, but you refused to listen!"
Nan Feng's face flushed red, and she said sadly, "Mom, I'm worried about you, but don't you see what you've become? Did you make some kind of deal with this female ghost? To make you young again? There's definitely a price to pay for something that goes against fate. Mom, you're so confused!"
Nanfeng's mother shook her head and explained, "That's not true, son. This female ghost is not evil. I realized something was wrong the day I brought the dressing table back. She first appeared in my dream and let me know her identity!
Her life story was also very pitiful. She was an opera singer many decades ago. Due to the war, she was displaced and eventually contracted a serious illness and died. She asked me to help find her ashes buried in the mountains and rebury her. Then, if I burn paper money and incense for her every day, she would fulfill my wish.
Nanfeng's mother said anxiously, "It was a normal exchange between her and me. Her family members are long gone, so she can only rely on me, so I did this. I didn't feel anything wrong with my body, and the physical examination report was also fine. The wrinkles on her face have actually decreased, and she looks younger and younger. I don't feel bad, but I was worried that you would be scared after hearing it, so I kept it from you."
Nan Feng asked suspiciously, "Really?"
"Of course it is, son!"
"You believe the ghost's words?"
While the mother and son were talking, a cold voice came from the video, which suddenly woke Nanfeng up.
He glared at her, "Mom, you actually want to confuse me?"
Just now, he almost believed her words from the bottom of his heart.
Nan Feng's mother's heart skipped a beat, and she said anxiously, "I really didn't deceive you. You are my own son."
"But you were just a little bit away from killing your own son."
Wen Xi spoke lightly, and Nanfeng's mother realized that the video in her son's mobile phone was actually being live-broadcasted.
She immediately covered her face and said, "Son, what are you doing? Are you live streaming? Have all these things about my mother been exposed to the public? How can you do this? Where can I put my face?"
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