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◎Forum Horror + Midnight Song◎
Jiang Chuxu didn't respond and waited for him to continue.
Chen Ming nervously scratched the edge of his notebook. "That post listed four ways to see a ghost: playing the shoulder-patting game, banging a bowl at a crossroads, and lighting candles on the door and window for three consecutive days..."
Chen Ming's voice was hoarse as he began to recall his suicidal experience that night.
That night, his friends asked him to go drinking, and he drank a little too much and felt dizzy.
On the way home, the content of the posts on the horror forum came back to his mind. The one he remembered most clearly was the one that seemed the simplest: lighting a candle in front of the mirror at three in the morning and reciting his own name.
"I was out of my mind at that time," Chen Ming scratched his hair regretfully.
"Under the influence of alcohol, I actually found a mirror, lit a candle, and read my name in front of the mirror. As I was reading, I felt a chill on my back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at me from behind! The feeling was so real that it scared me out of my wits!"
He was so frightened that he blew out the candle in a panic. He didn't even dare to look at the mirror again. He quickly crawled into bed and fell asleep.
The post actually mentioned that after inviting a ghost, you must remember to send the ghost away, otherwise the ghost will keep haunting you.
But he was so frightened at the time that he completely forgot about it.
When he woke up the next day, he had a splitting headache from the hangover.
He rubbed his temples and opened the horror forum, wanting to take another look at the post.
As a result, I saw a new reply under the post, with the ID "too late to regret".
The person left a message in a horrified tone: "Don't try this! I did experience some changes after trying these methods, but I can't go into detail. Anyway, remember, don't touch it!"
Chen Ming's face paled even further. "I was a little shocked when I saw this, but then I thought about it and felt that this person must be bluffing and deliberately creating panic. Maybe it was just a gimmick on the forum!"
"I was really obsessed with it at the time. Plus, this one was supposed to make people see ghosts, but I didn't see anything even after I followed the instructions. So I thought I'd just try the remaining ones and see what would happen!"
So, driven by a complex mix of fear, disbelief and desperation, Chen Ming embarked on his suicidal adventure.
He first found a quiet crossroads late at night, took out a white porcelain bowl and banged on it, which made him feel uneasy.
Then for three consecutive days, he lit the white candles used for sacrificial ceremonies on the door and window of his bedroom late at night and watched the flames flicker.
Finally, he even mustered up the courage to go to the unfinished building in the western suburbs that was said to be very spooky, and played the legendary shoulder-patting game.
The shoulder-patting game is to pat yourself on the left shoulder in an empty unfinished building, then turn back to the right and shout "Here!" It is said that if you play it enough times, you will be able to pat your "good friend".
Chen Ming played it four times with difficulty. When he turned around for the fourth time, he suddenly felt a pat on his right shoulder.
At that moment, he was stunned because he saw a hand with black mud in the cracks of the blue-black nails.
He was so scared that he immediately crawled out of the unfinished building.
It was after that unfinished building expedition that strange things began to happen like a flood.
"I had a nightmare the night I tried all four methods. I kept dreaming of something strangling my neck. The next day, my fever shot up to 39 degrees Celsius. The fever-reducing medicine I took had no effect. I also heard someone muttering in my ear, but I couldn't make out what they were saying."
His eyes were dazed, as if he had returned to those days.
"The second night was even scarier. I felt something heavy sitting next to my bed in the middle of the night. My hair stood on end and I didn't dare open my eyes. On the third day, I couldn't take it anymore. I felt dizzy when I walked and I saw double."
【A model of seeking death】
【Brothers are really strong】
[Uh, for this kind of thing, all I can say is, you deserve it.]
[You said you would try one, but you tried them all]
Chen Ming noticed the barrage of comments and could only smile bitterly. He really deserved it.
"Later, I found a spirit medium. The old lady took one look at me and said she couldn't do anything about it. But she gave me an address and told me to find someone named Liu Tanggu.
Liu Tanggu is not her real name, but the guardian deity of her family is Liuxian, also known as the snake fairy. Liutang means the entrance of the snake fairy hall, and in the guardian deity culture, it is the common name of the snake fairy hall.
He went to look for the address, and Aunt Liu told him that those creatures were too lazy to care about living people, and it was he who insisted on recruiting them.
They felt fooled and were very angry. They simply wanted to teach him a lesson and would not cause him any harm.
But now the situation has changed. Someone even more ruthless has come and simply wants to kill him.
Chen Ming shuddered. "Aunt Liu said she could only try. She gave me a red string bracelet and told me I had to wear it for 49 days without taking it off for even a second. I had to wear it even when I was bathing or sleeping. If I took it off, there would be no hope."
The first seven days were fine. Although I still felt uncomfortable, it didn't get worse. But on the eighth day, the situation changed.
Chen Ming stared at his empty wrist, looking like he was about to cry.
"On the eighth night, I was half asleep when I felt a sharp pain on my wrist, as if someone was pulling my bracelet hard. I woke up with a start and saw that the bracelet was still there. I thought I was dreaming."
His voice suddenly rose, filled with fear. "The next day at noon, I was walking on the sidewalk when the bracelet suddenly broke, and the red string and beads fell all over the floor! I quickly went to find Aunt Liu, but she took one look at my wrist and shook her head, saying that the ghost was angry and there was nothing she could do."
After losing the bracelet, the vicious ghost became even more aggressive, causing Chen Ming to choke on water and fall down when walking. He was even nearly choked by a flower pot that fell from the upstairs two days ago.
Chen Ming buried his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking. "I'm going crazy, host! I think they really want me dead!"
He paused for a few seconds after saying this, not knowing what he was thinking.
Just as Jiang Chuxu was about to speak, he suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the camera: "Anchor, am I really going to die?"
[Wow, they're stacking buffs!]
[Aunt Liu: The after-sales service for this order is too troublesome]
[Your storytelling didn’t scare me, but your staring at the camera scared me]
[Fuck, I was so scared that my chair flipped over]
Jiang Chuxu's face remained calm. She nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
She had similar ideas to Aunt Liu. At first, she probably just wanted to scare Chen Ming, but later she really wanted to kill Chen Ming.
Jiang Chuxu looked at Chen Ming, who was almost pulling out his hair on the screen, and said, "Turn the camera around your room, slowly."
Chen Ming felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly held the phone in both hands and began to move the camera tremblingly from the bed where he was sitting.
The camera swept across the desk piled with instant noodle buckets and takeout boxes, the messy bed, the half-open wardrobe, and finally stopped at the bedroom door.
From Chen Ming's angle, he could just see the living room and kitchen through the bedroom door.
"Those ghosts are not in the room, right?" Chen Ming's voice was faint.
Jiang Chuxu's eyes swept across the screen: "No, but there are two standing at your door, one sitting on the sofa in the living room, and one standing in the kitchen."
"Ah?!" Chen Ming was so scared that he almost threw his phone away. He shrank to the corner of the bed, staring at the bedroom door in horror.
[Fuck! Four?!]
[The feng shui of your house is amazing]
[Hurry up and save the child! He's almost scared to death.]
"Why panic? They won't attack you for now."
Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was only temporary, but his heart began to rise again when he heard that it was only temporary.
"Let's talk and see how you offended them."
Jiang Chuxu turned on the plug-in as he spoke, and the next second the screen on Chen Ming's phone suddenly changed. The audience and Chen Ming himself could clearly see the evil energy wrapped around him.
Chen Ming's face turned pale, but he still forced himself to turn the camera. At this time, he also saw the ghosts that Jiang Chuxu mentioned.
As the camera flipped, the audience saw two blurry ghost figures suddenly appear at the door of the bedroom which was originally empty.
One of them was wearing worn work clothes, with his head lowered so that his face could not be seen clearly. The other one was wearing a stained school uniform, looking like a half-grown child, looking at Chen Ming with empty eyes.
On the sofa in the living room, a pale-faced woman in pajamas was tilting her head with her neck drooping at a strange angle.
In the kitchen, there was a man floating, his whole body wet, his hair stuck to his face, and water dripping down his body.
Chen Ming really wanted to faint, but he couldn't because he was afraid that the ghost would jump on him.
He screamed, "Ghost!"
He suddenly jumped up and shrank into the corner, as if he wanted to shove himself into the wall.
[Mom, I’m scared to death]
[Mom! I'm never going to watch live streams again!]
[I've been watching the host for so long, but I still find him creepy]
Jiang Chuxu ignored the buzzing comments and Chen Ming who was almost frightened to death. She spoke directly to the screen, and her voice was clearly transmitted to Chen Ming.
"Okay, stop standing there. The two at the door, the one on the sofa, and the one in the kitchen, come in and talk. What are you doing surrounding us?"
As she finished speaking, four ghosts of different shapes floated in and filled Chen Ming's small bedroom.
Chen Ming rolled his eyes again and almost walked over.
"Don't be dizzy. If you're dizzy, who will listen to their stories?" Jiang Chuxu's voice sounded in time, a little impatient. "Tell me, what's going on? Who goes first?"
The four ghosts looked at each other, and finally the ghost in the tattered work clothes took a half step forward and took the initiative to speak: "I'll speak first."
"My name is Zhang Jianguo, and I'm just a bricklayer at a construction site." The ghost in work clothes had a dull voice with a heavy accent.
"That day, after work, I was planning to take a shortcut home. I passed by the unfinished buildings in the western suburbs. It was dark, and I heard voices from inside."
When Chen Ming heard about the unfinished building in the western suburbs, his body shuddered again.
"I was thinking, who's having a seizure in the middle of the night? I took two steps closer to check, and then I felt a strong push from behind! I slipped, hit my head on the steel, and died."
Zhang Jianguo's ghost shook, seeming a little aggrieved.
"I didn't even know what was going on, but I just floated up. A little while later, I saw this guy crawling out of the unfinished building, his face as pale as a ghost."
"Even if I die, I still miss my wife and children at home! I haven't even received my wages yet! I just want to go home and see the murderer!"
Zhang Jianguo became more and more excited as he spoke, and the negative energy on his body became stronger. He thought that even if he became a ghost, he would at least go home. As a result, he found that he could not stay away from Chen Ming, as if he was tied up.
He must be furious. He was already annoyed that someone died inexplicably, and now he can't go home. He will definitely make trouble for Chen Ming.
"So you scare me every day?" Chen Ming cried out.
"Otherwise, I can't be too far away from you. I just want to ask you why you went to that shabby place to cause trouble! It made it so difficult for me to go home!"
"I didn't know it would be like this..." Chen Ming really cried, half out of fear and half out of guilt.
Jiang Chuxu immediately grasped the key point: "You were pushed? Did you see clearly who it was?"
Zhang Jianguo shook his head: "I didn't see clearly. The man had his face covered and was wearing very dark clothes."
Jiang Chuxu pondered for a while, then sent a message to Lu Changan, saying that it would be better for the police to investigate this matter.
[Lu Changan]: We have found out who committed this crime, but that person has escaped. The police are pursuing him across provinces.
Then Lu Changan sent her the general information of the suspect.
Jiang Chuxu is now a member of the police station, so there is no need for Lu Changan to hide this information.
After reading the message, Jiang Chuxu looked up at Zhang Jianguo and asked, "If you knew who killed you, would you go find him? If so, I can take you to your murderer later."
Zhang Jianguo hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to find him. I want to find out what the grudge is and what the grudge is. I want him to kill me."
"Okay, let's talk about it later. Let the next ghost speak first." Jiang Chuxu looked at the little ghost in school uniform.
The little ghost seemed very shy. She stepped back and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I know I was accidentally hit by a car on my way home. After I died, I have been wandering around that intersection. That day, I heard the sound of knocking bowls, and I floated over uncontrollably, and I have never been able to leave."
[Alas...poor child]
So don’t do any random rituals.
[Can knocking a bowl at a crossroads really attract ghosts?!]
Next came the ghost girl in pajamas on the sofa, her neck still crooked and her voice hoarse.
"I died suddenly in the unit next door. I think he's been dead for over a month. I was just fine at home, but this guy lit candles at the door and window every night, muttering something. It was so annoying. Anyway, I didn't know what was going on, so I came here."
Her tone was filled with obvious annoyance: "I just want to stay in peace, or leave in peace. He inexplicably makes me suffer from noise pollution every day."
[Neighbor ghost: I'm complaining about noise nuisance!]
[Connector: I was wrong, sister! ]
Finally, there was the wet ghost in the kitchen. He wiped the water off his face, revealing his blistered, pale face. His tone was relatively calm, even a little helpless.
"I drowned in a reservoir on the outskirts of the city. I'd been dead for quite a while. I was just sitting there peacefully underwater. Then, for some reason, a whirlpool suddenly appeared and pulled me out, and I drifted to his house."
The water ghost couldn't leave, but he thought that since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. The kitchen was quite humid, so he stayed in the kitchen.
[I understand. Blame the person who connected the line.]
[Really? I was staying here so well, but you insisted on moving me to another place.]
[It's me, I'm angry too]
After hearing this, Chen Ming completely collapsed in the corner, his face as pale as death.
He didn't expect that his impulsive act would attract so many "good friends".
Jiang Chuxu glanced at the four ghosts. None of them had ever harmed anyone. At most, they scared Chen Ming. The ghost that was attracted by the forum was not there.
She narrowed her eyes and said, "Open the forum."
Chen Ming was now so scared when he heard about the forum. He shuddered when he heard it, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.
But after looking at the four ghosts on the screen, he gritted his teeth, stood up and walked over to the narrator and turned on the computer.
"I don't actually know how I ended up on that horror forum. I was playing a game at the time, and I think I clicked on an ad. Anyway, I lowered my head and saw the forum page on my computer."
Chen Ming originally wanted to close it, but he was tired of playing games at the time, and the forum seemed interesting, so he read it for a while longer.
If he knew so many things would happen just because of his curiosity, he would definitely not click on it!
As the forum opened, the brightness of the entire room seemed to drop suddenly, and the four ghosts began to tremble, but Chen Ming seemed to be completely unaware.
Jiang Chuxu stared at the screen, then knocked on the table and said, "Don't be in a daze, turn the screen around so I can see it."
Chen Ming turned the laptop towards the camera with trembling hands, and the forum page on the screen was instantly exposed to the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room.
The forum's color scheme is extremely eerie, with red text on a black background, and blood-like decorations all over the page. The title is eye-catching and terrifying: "Welcome to the Horror Forum, not for the faint of heart."
This color combination hurts my eyes.
This page is so tacky, is this a web design from 2000?
[No, this kind of forum is still alive? ]
[Although it's a bit corny, I get chills down my spine when I look at this forum]
Jiang Chuxu didn't look at the comments. She stared at the screen and said, "Click on the post you saved that teaches you to see ghosts."
Chen Ming's fingers were shaking so badly that he clicked several times before he finally clicked on the pinned post.
The post content loaded, still in that depressing black background with red text layout. In addition to the four methods mentioned by Chen Ming before, there were indeed quite a few replies below.
The message "It's too late to regret" was hanging alone in the front position, and the fear in the tone could be felt through the screen.
Jiang Chuxu's eyes swept down, passing by a bunch of spam like "Is this true?" and "The owner of this floor is so awesome", and stopped at a newly appeared ID.
The ID is "Guide" and the avatar is a blurry black vortex.
This ID replied to "It's too late to regret": [You are not sincere, so you attract bad things.]
Jiang Chuxu's gaze remained fixed on the guide's reply. She suddenly said, "The source is this guide."
As soon as she finished speaking, something strange happened.
A gloomy energy seemed to surge out from the screen and instantly filled most of the room.
Chen Ming was so scared that he kept shrinking back, and his back hit the wall heavily.
The audience in the live broadcast room was also frightened.
[Oh my god! It's crawling out of the screen!]
【What the hell! 】
【Mom, save me! 】
The negative energy continued to gather, and a skinny arm covered with blue-gray corpse spots suddenly stretched out from the screen. Its five fingers were spread out, and its nails were black and sharp, grabbing straight towards the limp Chen Ming.
Chen Ming was so frightened that he forgot his instinct to run away. He could only lean against the wall and stare blankly at the hand stretched out on the screen.
Jiang Chuxu frowned, and his voice came through the screen with a hint of impatience: "Tsk, how rude."
The little black cat on her shoulder moved and meowed lazily.
Almost at the same time, the ghost hand on the screen that was reaching out to Chen Ming suddenly froze, as if it was being held down tightly. The five fingers opened and contracted in vain, but could no longer move forward at all.
Chen Ming stared at the ghost hand that was so close to him but couldn't move. He was so scared that his eyes rolled back and this time he really fainted and slid softly to the ground.
Jiang Chuxu ignored him and his eyes fell on the frozen ghost hand on the screen.
"You're trying to scare people over the Internet," Jiang Chuxu said calmly, "quite a good trick."
She didn't let the forum ghost fly away directly, but instead explored the ghost's memory. She was very curious about how this kind of ghost that was separated by the screen came into being.
Through the connection of the necklace, she saw what the forum ghost looked like before it died.
This forum ghost was obsessed with horror stories during his lifetime and always wanted to create a horror forum, but unfortunately he didn't have the ability to do so.
So he designed a forum interface and asked his classmates for help. The classmate told him that the forum page was too old, had no special features or novelties, and it would be better to revise it.
Originally, the classmate just made a suggestion, but who would have thought that this ghost was petty. He kept thinking about what the classmate said about the page he designed was ugly, and his resentment accumulated day by day.
He died suddenly in front of his computer. When he died, his mind was full of the horrible forum interface and resentment towards the world. He thought no one could understand him.
The strong resentment and the special place of death made him a cyber ghost, or a special vengeful spirit that exists on the Internet.
Even after his death, he didn't abandon that crappy forum. Instead, he used his Yin energy to turn it into a real supernatural site.
He lurks on the Internet, looking for those who are curious about the supernatural but weak-willed, using the so-called methods of seeing ghosts as bait to lure them into trying.
His purpose is very pure, which is to scare people, drive them crazy, or even kill them.
His source of pleasure is seeing others feel fear, pain, misfortune, or even death because of the games he designed.
Chen Ming, a master of courting death, is exactly the high-quality client he has always dreamed of.
The Forum Ghost's fragmented memories are filled with malice and twisted pleasure, without a trace of remorse, only a desire to create more chaos.
"A pure bad seed." Jiang Chuxu withdrew his perception and concluded in a flat tone.
There's not much to say about this kind of stuff.
The little black cat on her shoulder seemed to sense her thoughts, raised its eyelids lazily, and said softly in the direction of the screen: "Meow."
The voice is soft and light.
But in Chen Ming's room, the movement of the ghost hand and its body on the screen froze instantly.
Then, like a soap bubble being popped, there was a soft "pop" sound.
The yin energy around the forum ghost suddenly exploded, turning into a few wisps of thin black smoke, which dissipated into the air in an instant. The strange forum page on the computer screen flickered a few times and then turned completely black.
The biting cold in the room instantly receded, the temperature began to rise, and the pressure on the four innocent ghosts who had been huddled in the corner and shivering suddenly eased.
[Forum Ghost: I haven’t started performing yet! ]
[The one in front, it has performed it before. It was quite scary when it stretched out its hand. Unfortunately, it encountered the Meow God.]
How can you deal with it so easily?
Jiang Chuxu didn't notice this comment.
Her eyes fell on the relieved ghosts: "Alright, the troublemaker is taken care of, you three can go wherever you want."
It is not so much that these ghosts were attracted by the ghost-summoning ritual, but rather that the forum ghosts were at work. Normally, the ghosts summoned by the ghost-summoning ritual would not be restricted in their movements.
So she dealt with the forum ghost, and the other ghosts were able to leave.
After she finished speaking, three faint gray-white halos seemed to light up on the three ghosts at the same time.
The little ghost in school uniform bowed deeply towards the camera, his figure faded and disappeared, and the water ghost wiped the water off his face and thanked sincerely.
The ghost in pajamas breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, it's quiet!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared.
Zhang Jianguo watched the ghosts around him slowly disappear. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Jiang Chuxu.
"The forum ghost is dead. You can leave him and go find your murderer..."
Before Jiang Chuxu could finish her words, a barrage of comments suddenly rushed into her field of vision.
[Wait, host! Can you please not send him away yet? I'm his daughter and I want to talk to him, is that okay?]
【？ ？ ？ ？ ？】
【Recognition scene?!】
Jiang Chuxu raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhang Jianguo who was about to leave the room, and said, "Zhang Jianguo, your daughter is in the live broadcast room. She wants to talk to you. I'll pull her up to the microphone."
"Okay! Okay!" Zhang Jianguo's voice was shaking with excitement. He rubbed his hands and wanted to tidy up his worn work clothes, but he didn't know how to do it.
He originally thought that after finding the murderer, he would spend the rest of his time with his wife and children to see how they were living, so that he could leave with peace of mind.
Now, there was an unexpected surprise: I could talk to his daughter for the last time.
Jiang Chuxu quickly connected the connection and the screen was divided into three parts.
A young woman in her twenties appeared on the screen. She was wearing simple clothes, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were traces of tears on her face.
Zhang Jianguo couldn't stop crying. "Xiaomei, it's all Dad's fault. If Dad hadn't thought of taking a shortcut, he wouldn't have encountered this and left you two behind."
"Is your mom okay?"
"Mom is not well," Zhang Xiaomei burst into tears. "She misses you so much that she can hardly see."
Zhang Jianguo lowered his head in pain: "I'm so sorry to you and your mother!"
He couldn't continue, and the ghost looked even more unstable because of his excitement.
Jiang Chuxu casually gave a merit point to Zhang Jianguo to prevent it from dissipating.
"Xiaomei! Dad is incompetent and can't take care of you anymore... You take good care of your mom! Tell her I'm always thinking about you and tell her to take good care of you!"
Zhang Xiaomei was crying so hard that she couldn't speak and could only nod her head vigorously.
The man and the ghost couldn't control themselves at all and started crying again after saying a few words.
After waiting for about half an hour, Jiang Chuxu reminded them, "It's almost time. Prolonged contact is not good for either of you."
If a ghost is too attached to the human world, it cannot reincarnate, as that will inevitably affect the people around it. Moreover, if a ghost stays in the human world for too long, it will easily lose its memory and become uncontrollable.
Zhang Xiaomei knew it was time to say goodbye. She bit her lip hard, trying not to cry. "Dad, don't worry. I will take good care of Mom. We all miss you."
Zhang Jianguo looked at his daughter on the screen reluctantly. He forced a final smile, his voice filled with relief and deep reluctance: "Okay, okay, my daughter, I'll be fine."
Jiang Chuxu hung up the phone and said, "Okay, I'll take you to find the murderer."
Zhang Jianguo can follow the guidance of resentment to find the murderer, and Jiang Chuxu can also give clues to the police through him, so that the police can catch the murderer who killed Zhang Jianguo as soon as possible.
When he heard the word "murderer", Zhang Jianguo's eyes became determined. He must find the murderer, or at least not let himself die in obscurity.
Jiang Chuxu guided Zhang Jianguo to find the murderer through resentment, and sent the murderer's address to Lu Changan.
[Lu Changan]: Got it. I have asked the nearest colleague to go over.
Jiang Chuxu withdrew his hand from the necklace and decided to let the victim entertain the murderer before the police arrived.
Before hanging up the line with Chen Ming, Jiang Chuxu's gaze fell back on Chen Ming who was still unconscious on the ground.
Even with such a loud noise just now, Chen Ming still didn't wake up. Jiang Chuxu was thinking about whether he should find another ghost to wake him up.
Just as she was about to take action, Chen Ming slowly woke up.
He looked around in confusion, then at the black computer screen, and finally at his phone screen in horror: "Anchor? Ghost... Where's the ghost?"
"It's solved." Jiang Chuxu said succinctly, "The forum ghost is gone, Zhang Jianguo is gone, and the other three are gone too. You won't die for now."
Chen Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if he had been pulled out of the water, his whole body going limp.
"However," Jiang Chuxu changed the subject, "it is true that you have invited evil spirits to play tricks on you and disturbed the peace of others."
Originally, except for Zhang Jianguo and the water ghost, the other two ghosts were almost ready to be reincarnated, but they were always summoned by Chen Ming, causing them to stay in the human world for so long.
Chen Ming showed regret on his face. He really knew that he was wrong. Because of his disbelief, he brought such a big disaster upon himself and almost died.
"Go to a regular temple or Taoist temple and donate some money and apologize sincerely."
Chen Ming has come into contact with too many ghosts, and if he doesn't deal with them, he will never be able to live a normal life in the future.
Normally, when encountering ghosts, one might just bask in the sun to get rid of them, but Chen Ming is different. He wants to use magic to fight back, using the aroma of incense from temples or Taoist temples to remove the negative energy from his body.
"I will donate, I will definitely donate, I will donate two thousand! No, three thousand!" Chen Ming nodded vigorously.
[It’s a big loss for your wallet, but it’s better than losing your life]
[Connector: Good-looking.jpg]
"Okay, hanging up." Jiang Chuxu cut off the connection and ignored Chen Ming's grateful face.
At this time, the live broadcast room was still recalling the scene of the forum ghost rushing out of the screen just now.
Jiang Chuxu took a sip of water and then clicked on the queue list: "Next, the first generation onion master, is he there?"
The connection application pops up almost instantly.
The screen was connected, and a woman in her thirties appeared in the camera.
Her voice was filled with extreme fear and exhaustion, and she looked around nervously as she spoke: "Host, there's something singing in my house every day, every night. It's singing in the middle of the night, and it's driving me crazy!"
"Also, that singing voice seems to be getting closer and closer to me..."
【Author’s words】
[Spreading hands] Updated at 23:30 on June 14th. Except for June 14th, it will be updated every night at 00:00 [dog head holding a rose]
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