bookrandom Chapter 124 It’s not easy for anyone to come
Chapter 124 It’s not easy for anyone to come
"Jia Jia, I..." Before Chen Yile could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lin Feihong who was standing beside him.
"The relationship between you two is really enviable." Lin Feihong smiled and glanced back and forth between the two of them.
Wang Jiajia blushed instantly and waved her hands quickly.
"No, no, we're not what you think... We're just live broadcast partners."
"Oh?" Lin Feihong's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"Chen Yile, are you still doing live streaming?"
Chen Yile smiled helplessly: "It's just to make a living. I rely on this to earn a living."
Lin Feihong showed an approving look and gave a thumbs-up. "Not bad, you have a good idea. But, are you really planning to let Jiajia go with you?"
"The situation in that garden is truly terrible. It's safer for her to stay here."
Wang Jiajia was about to refute, but found that she couldn't find a better reason for the moment.
She knew that Lin Feihong was right, but she was unwilling to let Chen Yile take the risk alone.
"Jia Jia, listen to Brother Lin." Chen Yile's tone was a little pleading. "Wait here for us to come back, okay?"
Wang Jiajia bit her lip and finally nodded: "Okay...but you must be careful."
"Don't worry, I will." Chen Yile smiled, trying to reassure her.
Lin Feihong packed up the magic tools he carried with him, put them on his back, and then said to Chen Yile.
"Let's go. I'll take you to the north. That's where Lin Qingyao committed suicide."
Chen Yile nodded, but felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.
He followed Lin Feihong out of the basement.
The air outside was a little chilly, and there were faint layers of dark clouds gathering in the northern sky.
Lin Feihong pointed ahead: "Keep going north and you should find the well. That's where Lin Qingyao committed suicide."
"Yeah." Chen Yile agreed, but his mind couldn't calm down.
Not long after walking, Lin Feihong suddenly stopped and looked back at Chen Yile.
"Aren't you supposed to be live streaming? Why aren't you doing it today?"
Chen Yile finally reacted, took out his mobile phone, found that it was fully charged, and immediately started the live broadcast.
"Hello everyone, I am Chen Yile." He showed his usual smile to the camera and spoke in a steady tone.
"Today I'm going with Brother Lin to pray for the soul of a deceased person. This place has many stories."
As Chen Yile spoke, he briefly told Lin Qingyao's story to the audience in the live broadcast room.
I also told them the reason why Wang Jiajia didn't come, so that they wouldn't keep asking.
The barrage of comments surged up instantly:
"Holy crap, another bombshell!"
"Brother Yile, is this place really haunted?"
"Be safe, bro!"
Chen Yile casually clicked on a few comments and continued, "Don't worry, I will be careful."
"We are now almost at the place where Lin Qingyao committed suicide. Legend has it that her resentment lingered after her death, causing this mountain area to become extremely strange."
"Legend? Are you really going to find her?" one comment asked.
"That's right," Chen Yile nodded. "We should try to pray for her soul to rest in peace."
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew by, the surrounding leaves rustled, and Chen Yile felt a chill.
The sky suddenly became darker, and dark clouds gradually gathered, as if it was going to rain.
"It seems that the weather is not very good, everyone please be careful." Chen Yile said to the audience in the live broadcast room.
At the same time, I adjusted the camera angle to allow more of the scene to come into view.
"There is an old house ahead." Lin Feihong said suddenly, his eyes fixed on the front.
Following his gaze, Chen Yile also saw the luxurious old house.
Hidden in dense trees, although it looks dilapidated, one can still see its former grandeur.
Chen Yile's heart tightened and he immediately became alert.
"This is the house of the wealthy businessman who built the garden." Lin Feihong reminded in a low voice.
"His entire family died here, and they may have turned into evil spirits. We must get past them first."
"Don't worry, Brother Lin," Chen Yile gripped the live broadcast stick tightly in his hand, his tone firm.
"We've already come here, no one can stop us."
The two looked at each other and walked towards the old house at the same time.
Just as he reached the door, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept over, and Chen Yile subconsciously raised his hands to shield his eyes.
When the wind died down a little, he found himself standing in the hall of the old house.
"Everyone, keep an eye on it." Chen Yile said softly to the camera, and the live broadcast room was suddenly filled with comments.
"Is this place really a mansion? Why does it look so eerie?"
"Brother Yile, be careful and don't get lost!"
"Something doesn't feel right..."
At this moment, a low laugh sounded in the hall. The sound came from all directions and it was impossible to tell the specific direction.
"Who!" Chen Yile's voice sounded a little nervous. He looked around but didn't see any figure.
Suddenly, a fat man in ancient costume walked out of the darkness.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was distorted, and he was holding a long red ribbon in his hand.
Before Chen Yile could react, the fat man pounced on him and grabbed Chen Yile's neck with his hands like iron pliers.
"Cough...Brother Lin!" Chen Yile struggled desperately, feeling that breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and his vision was blurred.
"Don't panic!" Lin Feihong quickly took out a copper coin sword from his bag and stabbed straight at the fat man.
The fat man turned around suddenly, let out a shrill scream, let go of Chen Yile, took a few steps back, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"So it's you, you evil creature!" Lin Feihong shouted angrily, waving the copper coin sword and stabbing at the fat man again.
The barrage in the live broadcast room has exploded:
"Fuck, there really is a ghost!"
"Brother Yile, hold on!"
"That was a close call, I almost died!"
Chen Yile fell to the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the scene in front of him with lingering fear.
The fat man was fighting with Lin Feihong at this time, and his screams were mixed with the sound of the copper coin sword piercing the air.
It was particularly harsh in this gloomy old house.
"Everyone, look carefully. These are the family members of the wealthy businessman back then. Now they have become evil spirits."
Chen Yile stood up with difficulty, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and continued to speak to the audience in the live broadcast room.
"You'd better leave here, otherwise you won't get out alive!" The fat man threatened sternly, with endless resentment in his voice.
"Stop dreaming. We are going to send you, the resentful souls, away today." Lin Feihong sneered.
A golden light suddenly flashed from the copper coin sword, and the light went straight into the fat man's eyes.
The fat man screamed, took a few steps back, and fear finally appeared in his eyes.
He struggled to escape, but Lin Feihong pressed on step by step, not giving him any chance to breathe.