The netizens in the live broadcast room didn't know what had just happened, and they couldn't see ghosts. When the screen reappeared, they saw Sun Xiao lying on the ground and shouting "Dad". Many netizens who had just quarreled with Sun Xiao were rejoicing.
"Although I don't know what happened when the screen went black just now...but I expected it when he set the flag [sly smile]"
"The fastest slap in the face in history!"
"Second Master Jing: From today on, you are my son! [Dog head]"
"Congratulations to Second Young Master Jing on becoming a father!"
"Young Master Jing: Congratulations on getting your uncle."
"Boss Jing: I became a grandfather before my daughter-in-law even saw her shadow?"
"Empress Lu: My stepson made me a grandmother 20 years early?"
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Jing Cheng accidentally glanced at the screen and exclaimed, wondering if the person mentioned in the comment was him?
...
...
Do these people know his identity?
What Jing Cheng didn't know was that, although his face only appeared in front of the camera for a few seconds, resourceful netizens quickly dug up his true identity through screenshots, all because one netizen said that he found Jing Cheng's face somewhat familiar.
Then someone dug up a piece of news from a month ago about "Best Actress Lu Qingyi went to the hospital to visit her stepson, showing true love between mother and son", and Jing Cheng's identity as the second son of the Jing Group was immediately confirmed.
The few skeptical comments were also repelled by netizens with the reason that "Nanming Middle School is an aristocratic school and only rich second-generations can enter."
After all, only a few people know about Mr. Jing’s dark history, so the comments from netizens are still very harmonious, and most of them are mainly teasing.
Jing Cheng didn't understand what the netizens meant. He noticed that Yu Xiaoman's phone was sending out a battery alarm. He habitually found the "shut down" option and pressed it.
Jing Cheng is well aware that playing with your phone when the battery is low is burning the life of the phone.
The live broadcast room once again fell into a black screen, and this time netizens failed to refresh it no matter how hard they tried.
"Looking forward to meeting you next time, empty brush is true love~"
Seeing this message, netizens who were watching the live broadcast on their phones or computers were all stunned.
Offline again?
Can people still watch the live broadcast properly? !
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Jing Cheng casually put the phone into his trouser pocket and lowered his head.
At first he really didn't recognize who was lying at his feet, because Sun Xiao's current image was really not flattering.
He was wrapped in a white sheet with only his arms exposed, and he had a black hood on his head. His body was stiff with fear. At first glance, he looked like a corpse about to be sent to the crematorium, or a corpse that had suddenly resurrected from the dead.
It was not until the other person called him "Dad" in tears that he recognized the man as Sun Xiao by his voice.
Jing Cheng kicked his legs hard a few times before he shook off the rice cake spirit Sun Xiao.
Sun Xiao was kicked down unexpectedly but he didn't care at all and wanted to stick back, but Jing Cheng reacted very quickly and dodged to the side, leaving his arms empty.
Sun Xiao raised his head pitifully, his voice trembling: "There are ghosts... There are a lot of ghosts!"
Jing Cheng glanced in a direction not far away and said indifferently: "Oh, I didn't see it."
The evil spirits hiding in the dark were almost frightened to death by his sharp gaze, and they all shuddered.
"There! A large group of people are surrounding me! I'm almost turning into Tang Monk's flesh, do you know that--" Sun Xiao turned back in horror and pointed at the place where he was just now, only to see that it was completely empty. The group of hideous ghosts just now had disappeared without a trace.
"What's going on?" Sun Xiao asked in disbelief, his eyes wide open.
He just heard the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, how come in the blink of an eye, there was nothing there?
Jing Cheng thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe you are hallucinating." After all, humans and ghosts are different, and Sun Xiao is just an ordinary person, so it is not good to know too much.
"..." As long as Sun Xiao closes his eyes, he can recall the thrilling experience he just had. The pale face of the female ghost seems to be right in front of him, as well as those greedy and ferocious eyes... Are these all hallucinations?
Sun Xiao's eyes moved slowly and he looked around tremblingly, trying to convince himself that what he had experienced before was not real... until he saw Sui Tangan lying on the ground in the distance with a wig on!
The taut string in Sun Xiao's mind suddenly broke with a "click".
He clearly remembered the scene when he saw Sui Tang'an being possessed by a ghost. In an instant, the fear that he had suppressed deep in his heart with great difficulty surged towards him like a tidal wave.
The chain reaction of drowsiness and fatigue caused by staying up late, tension, depression and fear after being frightened, made the young man unable to bear it anymore. He immediately rolled his eyes, burped, and fell face up on the ground.
Jing Cheng: “…”
This person's psychological endurance is too low. Do you still want to pretend to be a ghost and scare him?
After being taught a lesson by Jing Cheng's thunder curses, the evil spirits' resentment was washed away, and now they all knelt before Jing Cheng in fear. Their yin energy had dissipated a lot, and now they could no longer be called evil spirits.
After they came to their senses, they immediately realized that they had almost committed a serious crime. Now they all looked terrified, fearing that Jing Cheng would beat them to pieces.
"I beg Master Tianshi to forgive me!"
Jing Cheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over their bodies calmly, and he said in a calm tone: "Considering that you are first-time offenders and have no evil intentions, I will spare your lives." Otherwise, he would cast a Five Thunder Curse to destroy their souls!
The ghosts were delighted when they heard this, and felt that their souls no longer felt any pain after being struck by the thunder just now.
"I'll give you seven days. If you have any grudges, resolve them quickly. After seven days, all of you must report to the underworld obediently!"
The ghosts were even more delighted when they heard this. If they had bodies at this moment, they would probably jump up and run three laps.
But soon a ghost asked: "But we can't leave here, how can we go out and take revenge?"
Jing Cheng was puzzled: "Can't go out?"
As far as he knew, this was just a place where yin gathered and a holy place for raising ghosts. It should be impossible to bind ghosts.
A ghost who looked like a child said: "Every time I leave the haunted building ten meters away, my body will automatically return here."
The old man's ghost said: "I came here more than ten years ago. I am not from Nanming Middle School, but my home is nearby. But after I died, my soul spontaneously found itself here."
Jing Cheng was greatly surprised and quickly asked the other ghosts: "Are you all like this?"
All the ghosts nodded in unison, with distressed looks on their faces. Could it be that even the Heavenly Master was unable to help them escape?
God knows they also want to be reincarnated! Who wants to be trapped here year after year without seeing the sun? It's just better than being torn apart.
Jing Cheng's heart moved, the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time was finally answered.
No wonder there is not a trace of negative energy in other places on the campus of Nanming Middle School. It stands to reason that the places with large population flow are more likely to attract negative energy, especially schools, which are usually built on cemeteries and are prone to problems at night. However, in the hundred years since the establishment of Nanming Middle School, only buildings 4 to 8 have had accidents.
It seemed as if all the negative energy in the school was locked in the haunted building, while other places were filled with positive energy.
How weird!
Jing Cheng guessed that there must be something hidden in this building that could attract ghosts and scare them.
What exactly is it?
When Jing Cheng was thinking about this question, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps approaching here, accompanied by the voices of several people.
Before Jing Cheng could hear clearly what they were saying, he felt the ghosts around him suddenly become restless.
"Master Tianshi, please think about it here slowly. We will hide first." A leading female ghost said in a low voice.
Jing Cheng was somewhat speechless: "...They can't see you."
"But he can't see us, but he can hurt us..." The female ghost left an ambiguous remark and quickly led the ghosts up the stairs.
Jing Cheng thought to himself what kind of nonsense was this, what was there to worry about with him around?
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and an anxious male voice could not wait to sound from afar: "Jing Cheng? Are you here?"
A furious voice followed behind: "Brother! Did you call us out in the middle of the night just to break into the haunted house?"
Is it Qin Yan and Fu Le?
Jing Cheng finally understood. No wonder these ghosts hid because of Qin Yan’s special physique.
The Nine Purple Fire Life is full of Yang Fire and no ghosts dare to approach.
Soon, a handsome face came into Jingcheng's sight.
Seeing Jing Cheng, Qin Yan's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran towards him, asking with sweat all over his forehead, "Are you okay?"
Jing Cheng smiled slightly: "Everything is fine."
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