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◎Sixth Live Broadcast◎
Jiang Chuxu brought a lot of things and found a popular temple with the help of the driver arranged by Xue Han.
She placed the things in front of the monk who was receiving her, and then briefly explained the situation.
"These were all dug out from a haunted hotel. The resentment is quite strong. There is also this Yin tablet that came with it. Please take them all and pray for salvation."
The monk in charge of reception looked at the two urns, the Buddha amulet that Jiang Chuxu carefully pinched out of the garbage bag with a tissue, and a few little ghosts with their heads hanging down. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly returned to his solemn expression.
He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, please be merciful. Our temple will do its best to resolve the grievances."
Jiang Chuxu nodded, put down his things, and made a small donation to the temple as a thank you. Then he left without any reluctance.
The trouble is gone, that’s good, Jiang Chuxu thought happily.
She felt that the communication this time was very good and smooth, and wondered whether she could establish a long-term friendly strategic cooperative relationship with the temple.
The main collaboration is that she catches ghosts and performs rituals to pray for the souls of the deceased in temples.
But let's talk about this next time. She was too lazy to go back today.
"Come on, Xiao Hei, let's treat both of us."
Jiang Chuxu rubbed Xiao Hei's head. Xiao Hei squinted his eyes comfortably and rubbed himself in her arms.
She wasn't so poor that she needed to live frugally, and she didn't mind the meal to pay back the debt, so she asked the driver to take her to a well-reviewed Hong Kong-style tea restaurant.
There were many people in the store, and the air was filled with the tempting aroma of food.
She found a booth by the window and sat down, putting Xiao Hei on the chair next to her.
"One serving of shrimp wonton noodles, one serving of barbecued pork and roast goose rice, iced lemon tea without ice, and a plate of blanched choy sum."
She quickly placed her order with the waiter, then looked at Xiao Hei and asked, "Steamed sea bass for you? In a takeaway box?"
Xiao Hei sat upright, wagging the tip of his tail gracefully as a gesture of agreement.
After the dishes were served, Jiang Chuxu placed his phone on the table, randomly opened a variety show that was good for eating, and enjoyed the food while watching.
Jiang Chuxu took a few bites and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder this restaurant has a high rating.
She ate very quickly, and the sea bass meat with the bones removed in the takeaway box in front of Xiao Hei was also quickly finished. The person and the cat were both very satisfied with the meal.
Jiang Chuxu leaned back in the soft chair, holding the half-remaining cup of iced lemon tea, looking at the passers-by hurrying outside the window. The rare leisure time made her a little lazy.
This seemed to be the first time she felt so relaxed since coming into this world. Xiao Hei also curled up in the chair and began to snore.
Not long after, the man and the cat left the restaurant. As soon as Jiang Chuxu returned home, he put Xiao Hei on the ground.
Xiao Hei immediately patrolled his territory with an elegant cat-like step. After confirming that it was safe, he jumped onto the sofa, found the softest spot, curled up, licked his paws and washed his face.
Jiang Chuxu drew the big men she saw in the memory of the girl with the urn.
Those people who illegally imprisoned and caused death will definitely not get away. As for the rest, we have to wait for Xue Han to investigate. It is obvious that they are targeting Xue Han or the Feng Shui master.
After she finished the painting, she took a photo and sent it to Lu Changan along with the address where the girl was imprisoned.
Although this case is not within the jurisdiction of Lu Changan, it is in the same city, so Lu Changan must have connections.
Jiang Chuxu couldn't sit still, so after sending the message, she decided to do a live broadcast to kill time.
As soon as the live broadcast room opened, a bunch of old viewers came in, and the number of people in the upper right corner kept increasing.
[There is a live broadcast today]
[It also made me squat]
【I can finally watch it from the beginning! 】
Where's Xiao Hei? Where's our War God Kitten?
"Good afternoon." Jiang Chuxu adjusted the camera to face himself and Xiao Hei, who was sleeping on the sofa next to him.
"This time I'll connect with someone who was already in line. I'll see if she's there."
Jiang Chuxu opened the list he had recorded and read out the first name on it: "Is it hard to deliver food? Are you in the live broadcast room?"
This was the connection she wanted to make last time she gave her a gift. At that time, she also sensed that there might be a ghost around this person, but it was very weak and sometimes appeared, so she chose the other connection with the deepest sense.
[Delivering food is so hard: I’m here! I’ve finally made it!]
As soon as the connection is opened, the audience can see that the person on the other end seems to be delivering a takeaway.
"Host, wait a minute, I haven't arrived yet."
Jiang Chuxu didn't say anything, she took this opportunity to answer the audience's questions.
After about two or three minutes, the caller stopped in front of a building.
The person connecting then slowly said, "Host, my name is Wei Fang. You can tell from my clothes that I'm a delivery man. This happened to me while I was delivering food."
That day, Wei Fang grabbed an order. The owner's address was 501, Building 7, Youhu Community. In the first few times, she didn't notice anything wrong, but just felt that there were very few people in this community.
After all, she had just arrived in this city and didn't communicate with others much, so she didn't know much about what was happening here.
But after several times, a delivery man she met frequently finally told her something. It turned out that a murder had occurred in Youhu Community, and it was a tragedy in which an entire family was wiped out, right in Room 501, Building 7.
There were three murderers at the time, but two were caught and one is still at large.
Now a year has passed, and the murderer still has not been caught. Perhaps because of this, the family still holds a grudge.
People living nearby can often hear the crying of children, the voices of families talking and the sound of television coming from 501.
If you pass by that family's building in the middle of the night, you might see the lights of 501 on. Some people even say that they have seen someone standing behind the window of 501.
In just one or two months, Building 7 was almost emptied, except for two or three families who really couldn't leave.
Wei Fang's voice was trembling at this point. "I didn't react until I grabbed another order that afternoon. The address was 501, Building 7, Youhu Community. If no one lived there, who was the person who ordered the takeaway?"
"And when I checked the next day, the takeaway had disappeared. I don't know if it was taken away by someone else or a stray cat or dog."
[Don't be too scared, maybe someone in Building 4 or 8 clicked the wrong button due to trembling hands]
[If you clicked the wrong button, they should call you.]
[You can’t make the same mistake every time you order. Wouldn’t it be strange if you don’t receive your food every day?]
The reactions in the barrage were mostly consistent, and most people thought there was something wrong with the order.
Wei Fang was on the verge of tears: "I'm in Youhu Community right now. I happened to receive another order from here while I was on the live broadcast. It's the same address, and it's seven cups of milk tea. It's the same order every day."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuxu searched for the Youhu Community family murder case and found that there was indeed information about it online.
The death toll in the family massacre was 7. No one in the family escaped, and the murderer was indeed at large.
However, the police have been insisting on tracking the murderer, but the murderer has a strong anti-detection awareness. Basically, the murderer ran away when the police received the news and arrived at the place where the report was made.
A family of seven was wiped out, and a murderer is on the run... Strong resentment can indeed easily cause the dead souls to linger.
"Tap the window of 501 now." Jiang Chuxu said.
Wei Fang raised the camera slightly and pointed at a window on the fifth floor: "The one with the beige curtains. It doesn't look like anything special."
In the camera, the window looks somewhat warm.
But in Jiang Chuxu's eyes, there was clearly someone standing behind the curtain.
"Is this the kitchen or somewhere else?" Jiang Chuxu didn't quite understand the layout of the rooms in Youhu Community.
[Building 7 in Youhu Community has one unit on the first floor, with 4 bedrooms, 1 living room, 1 kitchen, and 1 public bathroom. This should be one of the bedrooms.]
[My family used to have a house in Youhu, and it was indeed like this]
[What's up, host? What did you see? ]
【I want to see it too】
Jiang Chuxu glanced at the comments below and asked in confusion, "Weren't you all very scared before?"
Maybe this is why the more you fear something, the more you love to watch it.
Now was obviously not the time to talk about this, so Jiang Chuxu warned, "Wei Fang, don't go up yet. Stand further away. Keep your phone camera pointed at that window and don't shake it."
"OK!"
Wei Fang was eager to get away from him, so she quickly took a few steps back and leaned against a roadside tree, steadying her phone with both hands and shooting out the window.
Jiang Chuxu clenched the necklace and closed her eyes. She focused her mind on the necklace and the window in the video, and then "saw" the past.
This time, there was no specific picture, but a chaotic and intense perception instantly enveloped her.
There was distorted television noise in my ears, and a cheerful children's cartoon theme song was playing in a crazy loop, with applause and children's laughter in the background.
The air was filled with a strange mixture of smells, including the strong aroma of food and the sweet smell of milk tea. These smells suppressed the faint smell of blood.
She heard the gentle voice of a young woman, as if she was talking to her child, the kind words of an old man, and the innocent laughter of a child. Everything was so warm.
Finally, a man said, "Someone rang the doorbell. I'll go open it."
The people in the room seemed to be trapped on the day of the murder, repeating similar scenes, conversations, and actions over and over again.
Their perception of death itself is vague and fragmented, with only the smell of blood and the final explosion of extreme fear.
They had no idea they were dead, they just kept replaying the day, and ordering milk tea was just a trivial part of it.
[The host looks unhappy]
Is communication not going smoothly?
Is the ghost inside very resentful?
Jiang Chuxu opened his eyes and let out a breath.
The situation was sadder and more troublesome than she had imagined.
It's not just a ghost harming people, it's a family lost in a cycle of death.
Perhaps the accumulated resentment finally affected reality, so a delivery man really took the order and came to deliver milk tea.
"Wei Fang, put the milk tea on it. Don't pay attention to any noise. Just put it down and leave. I will protect you."
【Author’s words】
[Panda Head]
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