They were murdered? When did it happen?
Jiajia was terrified and instinctively pressed Wanjiao for answers.
Wan Jiao: "They were already dead after you entered the library."
Jiajia's face instantly turned several shades pale. [Then who spoke to me later was...]
Wan Jiao didn't say anything.
But her silence gave Jiajia, and millions of viewers in the live stream, a definite answer: the one who spoke to Jiajia later was a ghost!
I was using the restroom in the library when this unexpected turn of events startled me so much that I nearly dropped my phone into the toilet.
[Wanbanxian's live streams never disappoint me. They're more exciting than any horror movie or novel. I love them! It's a pity I can't send gifts, otherwise I'd send a high-low spaceship!]
[I just want to know what happens next: will you personally go to the library to rescue Miss Jiajia?]
[The last time this streamer did a ghost-catching livestream was... I really want to watch it again!]
[Tens of thousands petition the streamer to go to Songcheng Library to livestream ghost hunting]
[100,000 people petitioned in blood]
[A million people have written a petition in blood...]
Wan Jiao had already planned to go, and seeing the flurry of comments on the screen, she said confidently, "..."
This was addressed to Jiajia, and also to the millions of viewers in the live stream.
Jiajia: [Thank you, host]
Millions of viewers in the live stream:
When it comes to spoiling fans, our Wan Banxian is the best!
[Streamer V587, Streamer YYDS, Streamer You Are My God]
…
Wan Jiao still used the method of covering the screen and instantly teleporting the entire process.
When the blacked-out live stream screen reappeared, Wan Jiao had already appeared steadily inside the Songcheng Library and successfully met up with Jia Jia.
Upon seeing Wan Jiao, Jia Jia's eyes welled up with tears.
Wan Jiao reached out and patted Jiajia on the shoulder, reactivating the two fires that Jiajia had extinguished (a person has three fires: the shoulders and the top of the head), and asked Jiajia a question that was completely unrelated to their current situation, "When is the library's shift schedule arranged?"
“We schedule shifts a week in advance,” Jiajia replied to Wanjiao.
"Were your colleagues who came to work with you today all pre-arranged?" Wan Jiao asked again.
Jiajia shook her head. "No."
Wan Jiao looked at her, waiting for her to continue.
Jiajia realized something too, and her tone became noticeably anxious, "Besides me, the other colleagues all switched shifts with others. Host, what does this have to do with what happened?"
"This is very serious." Wan Jiao's expression was grave. "Do you have their identification information?"
Jiajia nodded, "I'm the team leader on duty, yes."
Wan Jiao: "Let me see."
Jiajia searched on her phone for a while and showed Wanjiao the information about the murdered colleagues.
After reading it, Wan Jiao felt a chill run down her spine. Today is July 12th, and the Ghost Festival is just two days away. At this time, five people who were unhappy in every aspect of their lives, full of resentment and anger, and whose birth charts were extremely yin, died in Songcheng Library. If they were manipulated on the day of the Ghost Festival and devoured other ghosts to become vengeful spirits, it would be nothing short of a catastrophe for Songcheng.
The person who orchestrated all of this was betting their biggest prize on Jiajia, the woman of four Yin energies, who would become the most powerful vengeful ghost. However, they later changed their minds and presented Jiajia as a "surprise" to Wanjiao, luring her here.
If Wan Jiao were any weaker, she definitely wouldn't have been able to leave once she arrived.
Unfortunately, she was incredibly strong, so strong that it was considered a foul.
She didn't take the mere Ghost-Gathering and Soul-Trapping Array seriously at all.
Wan Jiao took a folding table out of her canvas bag, set it up, propped up her phone, threw a red talisman into Jia Jia's hand, and drew a circle around her with her spiritual power, saying, "No matter what happens, don't come out."
Jiajia clenched the red talisman in her hand and nodded vigorously to Wanjiao.
Wan Jiao wasn't idle either. She formed hand seals and chanted incantations, trying to break through the darkness that enveloped the entire Songcheng Library.
"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands! Break!"
As the sunlight returned, the library brightened up, and a figure emerged from the shadows. He was wearing an expensive suit and a mask, and said incredulously, "You actually managed to break two of my formations in one go?"
"Who are you? Do you think you're so great?" Wan Jiao looked at him lazily, but her words were extremely arrogant. "A piece of trash like you, I could break a hundred of your formations in one go, you believe me?"
Wan Jiao was so arrogant at such a young age, which made the man's eyes red with anger. He straightened his suit, intending to fight Wan Jiao, when he heard the order from his superior through his earpiece: "You are no match for her, retreat immediately."
"Evacuate?" The man was even angrier. "What about the Four Yin Women?"
The person in the earphone said, "Compared to your life, the Four Yin Women are not important. Just give up on them."
The man was unwilling, but dared not disobey the person on the other end of the phone, so he could only glare fiercely at Wan Jiao and Jia Jia and say something very cringeworthy.
"I will definitely come back."
"Idiot." Wan Jiao picked at her earlobe and couldn't help but curse, "You took someone's life for no reason, and you think you can get away with it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she appeared in front of the man, a pair of handcuffs that she had specially treated were cuffed to his wrists.
The man saw the handcuffs and laughed. "You're planning to use this to keep me here?"
"This is enough," Wan Jiao said confidently.
"Even a hundred of these things couldn't keep me here." The man laughed even more wildly.
"Stupid woman." After cursing Wan Jiao, the man tried to use magic to leave, but found that he couldn't mobilize any spiritual power at all. He had become an ordinary person.
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