Chapter 23 Partridge Ancient Street
Yu Qing walked home and started a live broadcast to make up for the fortune-telling he owed last night.
The picture faces a residential area under construction, with the sound of machines roaring amidst flying cement.
[Here we come, let’s welcome today’s ghost guest! 】
【Is Sister Yang outside? 】
[Why does this area look so familiar to me? Is it the Xingcheng neighborhood north of Hecheng?]
[I heard that place is still under construction. What are you doing there, Sister Yang? ]
[Sister Yang, did you just come out of the hospital?]
[It's possible. There's a hospital across the street. Will Sister Yang get sick too? ?]
You all live in the same city as the anchor, but I'm so far away, crying.jpg
[You guys are ridiculous. The anchor is not a god and cannot get sick.]
After seeing ghosts twice, the live broadcast room was still not closed. Netizens made bold guesses, as if opening the door to a new world. No one doubted that Yu Qing was proficient in metaphysics anymore.
Or they were indirectly guessing that Yu Qing was a member of the Xuanmen sect, as the Chinese people have always had a reverence for metaphysics.
Occasionally, a newcomer would look confused, and at this time, the old fans would post a link and tell him about the glorious deeds of the anchor.
Then a group of new fans followed suit with great interest and called her Sister Yang.
Yu Qing didn't know what the fans were imagining, and said calmly, "Just take a walk."
She chatted lazily with her friends and occasionally answered a few questions with her mobile phone.
She learned a lot of new vocabulary after ending the live broadcast yesterday.
I also bought a live broadcast camera, which is convenient to hang on the chest of clothes.
The festive and auspicious little tiger is jumping around, firecrackers are blasting on both sides, the tiger grows from small to large, turns around and stops in the picture, with an auspicious banner on the tiger's head.
The person who applied for the live broadcast was a young man with the account name "What can you do to me?"
He was in a dark and quiet environment, seemingly squatting behind a trash can. His features could be vaguely discerned by the light of the flashlight, and he looked gentle and handsome.
【Wow! It's a little brother.】
Where did these foreigners come from?
[Where are you playing, brother? You're still here to connect with the domestic anchor. ]
[There are so many rich people in the world, would one more person like me destroy the world?]
[This is too much! I will fight you rich people! ]
Because it was obviously dark on the "What Can You Do to Me" side, which was inconsistent with the domestic time, fans thought he was abroad.
"What can you do to me?" He smiled wryly at the fans' comments, "I'm in China, but I can't leave."
This sentence has many meanings, it could mean being locked up and unable to get out, or...
As the comments were scrolling frantically, Yu Qing asked him, "Did you get into a ghost cave?"
"What can you do to me?" The surroundings are filled with strong evil spirits. Ordinary ghosts cannot form such a barrier. The yin energy that ordinary people cannot see is very strong.
"Sister Yang, stop joking," he said with a bitter face, "My name is Xiong Peihan, I'm a member of the Weird Detective Agency, and I'm also your fan."
There are a total of six members in the Weird Detective Agency. Xiong Peihan was the first to discover Yu Qing's live broadcast room. He was interested in weird things himself, and after seeing a ghost during the live broadcast, he made up his mind to go on an adventure.
The six people agreed to explore the Partridge Ancient Street together. Everything was peaceful and nothing happened. But when they were about to leave, they suddenly found that they could not get out of the ancient street.
The visibility in the ancient street was very poor, and the range of the flashlight was limited, as if it was blocked by an unknown white shadow. As they walked, they were inexplicably separated from their companions, and the six of them got lost.
Xiong Peihan wanted to call his companions first, but found that his mobile phone had no signal and even special numbers could not be dialed. He tried many times and finally found that only Yu Qing’s live broadcast room could be entered.
"Sister Yang, we originally thought it was boring, but now that we're separated, it's scary. We're being reckless. My phone's almost out of battery. Please save us..."
Xiong Peihan had a sad face and a feeling of fear filled his whole body. Even through his cotton jacket he could feel the cold air seeping into his bones. It was not just the coldness of his skin.
Special numbers cannot be dialed out, but this live broadcast room can send gifts and connect to the microphone. He firmly believes that Sister Yang is not an ordinary person.
At this moment, he only wanted to apologize and ask for help. It was indeed them who rushed here to die. He did not blame others. Even if Sister Yang could not save him, he would accept it.
He doesn't want to die!
While he was speaking, Yu Qing had already taken a taxi and told the address.
When the driver heard her say she was going to 'Partridge Ancient Street', he couldn't help but look at her several times and asked uncertainly: "Miss, are you sure you want to go there?"
Yu Qing nodded slightly and asked fans about the history of Partridge Ancient Street in the live broadcast room.
"What's the history of Partridge Ancient Street?" The taxi stopped at a red light, and the driver turned to look at Yu Qing: "There's no history at all in that place."
Yu Qing didn't tell the driver that she was live streaming, so the driver mistakenly thought she was asking him.
"Where did you get that from?"
"Partridge Ancient Street lives up to its name; it's an ancient street," the driver continued after the green light came on and the car started, "and no one knows how long that ancient street has existed..."
Partridge Ancient Street is a street left over from ancient times that stretches in all directions. It covers a large area, and the houses and roads are no different from those in ancient times.
The scenery is beautiful, and there is also a rippling lake. Originally, a few wealthy people wanted to develop the ancient street and rent out shops, which was definitely a profitable business opportunity.
Later, no one knew what happened behind the scenes, but those wealthy people suddenly disappeared, and the project was delayed until twenty years ago, when tourists began to come to the ancient street one after another.
Weird things started to happen from this time. None of the tourists who went in came out, and the weather inside was also very strange. It was clearly daytime, but you could see from a distance that a black cloud was covering the ancient street.
Later, the ancient street was closed by the government, and netizens even called the Partridge Ancient Street a man-eating monster.
Despite this, there are always some people who don't know the consequences and sneak in.
There is no surveillance camera in Partridge Ancient Street. It’s not that the government hasn’t installed any, but the surveillance camera a hundred meters away from the ancient street can’t capture a single image.
"More than a dozen people have gone into that street, and no one has come out. Little girl, it's too weird. I've met many people like you who don't believe in superstitions, but they still haven't come out after I waited for days."
"Little girl, we're here." The driver parked the car on the side of the road.
The little girl looks very young and has a long way to go in the future, so he doesn't want anything to happen to her.
In fact, he didn't believe the rumors at first, but the facts were before him, so he tried to persuade as many people as he could.
Yu Qing’s fans are generally in their twenties and thirties, and many viewers in the live broadcast room are unaware of this history.
Is what the driver said true?
[I think so. I heard from some old people in the village that many people disappeared at that time.]
[I don't remember this happening. It seems like there's no mention of this online.]
The driver said more than ten, but I feel like there are more than that...
【Shh! 】
The barrage of comments was eerily silent, and no one dared to enter sensitive words for fear of being blocked.
(End of this chapter)
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