Chapter 5

     The live broadcast accident lasted for about two minutes. After the strong man ghost moved his face away, the live broadcast room quickly returned to normal.

     The audience who experienced the thrilling two minutes had a lot to say, but when they looked at the screen at this moment in the live broadcast room, they suddenly didn’t know what to say.

     The two anchors were actually sitting at the door, eating candied haws and chatting leisurely!

     Shi Xi asked Jia Ming: “Didn’t you say you wanted to change your career before? Why are you live streaming again?”

     “Because of that silk banner,” 

     Jia Ming sighed: “You said last time that I did a good thing, and the master of the house owner gave me a silk banner again. I seem to have found the meaning of this job. Maybe my live streaming can not only entertain the public, but also discover some buried truths, and send wandering souls home like you. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to try again, and there was tonight’s live streaming. I was a little scared and didn’t choose midnight, but I didn’t expect to run into a ghost again.”

     “What about you, how is it such a coincidence?”

     Shi Xi pointed to a place in the yard: “It was the little Taoist priest who asked me to come. His body is buried there.”

     Jia Ming rolled up his sleeves and stood up: “Did you bring a shovel today? Let me dig it.”

     Shi Xi pulled him to sit down: “No need today, I’m asking for help from professionals.”

     Jia Ming thought about it and understood.

 

   【It’s getting more and more ridiculous. How can there be so many coincidences? I think they planned tonight’s live broadcast. The last live broadcast went viral. They know how to attract attention. The so-called live broadcast accident was also arranged in advance. 】

   【Was that blurry ghost face just now also an arranged actor? I was scared to death! 】

   【But they really dug up a body last time. I don’t think it’s fake. 】

   【I think they have always had a script. It’s just that they dug up a body by accident last time. This time it’s the same old routine. This time it must be a prop body.】 

   【It’s acting. It must be acting. If it’s true, I’ll show you how to break a stone with my chest! 】

 

     The netizens firmly believed that it was a script. Shi Xi and Jia Ming didn’t explain and continued to chat.

     It was not until the sirens sounded outside the land temple and two policemen walked into the yard that Jiaming said to his fans: “There is really no script. Why don’t you believe it? The handprint on the neck is not made up. There is no team. We are the only two living people in the whole live broadcast.”

     Shi Xi patted the dust off his clothes: “It’s time to work, let’s go off the air.”

 

   【Fuck! Is it true again? 】

   【I really can’t guess the way these two anchors orz】

   【Well, since the anchor is off the air, then the brother who just said that the stone was broken in the chest, will you start the live broadcast?】 

 

     The location given by Shi Xi was very accurate. After the police dug one meter deep, the police dog barked anxiously.

     Shi Xi was very worried that Zhang Qingyu would lose control of his emotions, so he kept paying attention to him, but until the body was dug out, he did not run away, but just saluted Shi Xi quietly.

     “Little Taoist priest, don’t be polite,” Shi Xi asked him quietly: “Do you still remember what the murderer looks like? I can mention it when I take notes later.”

     Zhang Qingyu looked at her blankly and shook his head: “I can’t remember it, but I think that as long as he appears in front of me again, I will definitely recognize him.”

     Shi Xi could only comfort him: “The law will catch the murderer sooner or later.”

     Zhang Qingyu nodded seriously: “I will wait until that day.”

     “Now you are free,” Shi Xi smiled at him: “I will send you back to Wuyou Temple.”

     Shi Xi looked at Lin Ying. In fact, on the day when the body was dug out, Shi Xi also asked her the same question, and she couldn’t remember the answer she gave. She forgot more, even the cause of death.

    BAfter coming out of the police station, Shi Xi said to Jia Ming: “You can see ghosts now, which may affect your daily life. If you plan to change your career, why not go to the Taoist temple with me? Maybe the Taoist priest’s senior brother can help you change your fortune.”

     Jia Ming nodded: “Great, let’s go.”

     “It’s too late, let’s make an appointment tomorrow.”

…

     The next morning, Shi Xi was awakened by Lin Wenyi’s call.

     As soon as Shi Xi answered the phone, Lin Wenyi shouted anxiously: “Shi Xi! You were on the hot search last night!”

     Shi Xi was completely awake: “Ghost hunting live broadcast?”

     “To be precise, it was the ‘live broadcast accident’ that was on the hot search. I was really shocked when I saw it,” Lin Wenyi smiled: “Who prepared the script for your live broadcast yesterday? Tanghulu exorcism is too silly. Some fans actually firmly believe that there are ghosts in the temple. Hahaha.”

     Shi Xi smiled and did not explain.

     “Also, your little bald head has attracted everyone’s attention. You gained nearly 100,000 fans overnight,” Lin Wenyi said with a smile, “I didn’t expect that ghost hunting live broadcasts would have quite a lot of traffic. I saw that Jiaming also gained a lot of fans. Maybe you can work with him a few more times. The quality of his live broadcasts is very high.”

     Shi Xi: “Jiaming is ready to change his career. Last night should be his last ghost hunting live broadcast.”

     “That’s a pity,” Lin Wenyi instructed her: “By the way, you don’t have to respond this time, but you can post a selfie. This look of yours is really not something that everyone can handle. It magnifies the advantages of your facial features.”

     “Okay.”

     Shi Xi clicked on Weibo, and the comments under the latest Weibo doubled again.

 

   【Let me see who is eating candied haws today. 】

   【I’m bald now, but I’ve become stronger. 】

   【The image of you carrying a candied haws stick has been deeply imprinted in my mind. 】

   【I admit that your little trick caught my attention and made me want to touch your little bald head. 】

 

     Shi Xi facepalmed, wondering why her viral poses are always so strange.

     Shi Xi was about to quit Weibo, when she suddenly saw a Weibo post about herself on the homepage, posted by a photographer with tens of thousands of fans.

 

     The blogger took a few photos casually: 【I met a tea artist in a teahouse and was amazed by her beauty, so I took a few photos. She smiled at me, but unfortunately I didn’t talk to her. 】

 

     In the photos, Shi Xi was wearing a cassock and a bamboo hat, walking between the quaint teahouses, leaning on the railings and looking into the distance, or looking up at the lanterns, like a little wizard who accidentally broke into the mortal world. In the photos taken of passers-by, she is always the visual center of everyone.

     This outfit was provided by the teahouse, and she was given light makeup to look photogenic. Shi Xi was waiting to be filmed at the time, and indeed caught the camera, looking like a cute girl dressed very lovely.

     Clicking into the comment area, she saw that some fans had recognized her and were @ing her while making jokes.

 

   【Is the competition among tea artists this intense now? 】

   【Today is the tea artist Xiao Shi. The family-inherited tea-making skills are superb. 】

   【It is indeed stunning, but it is really funny to be mistaken for a tea artist hahaha】

     Shi Xi forwarded this Weibo post with the following text: 【Corpse digger is a full-time job, tea artist is a part-time job. When traveling around the world, it is good to have many skills. Thank you for the photo, I like it very much. 】

 

     Just saved me from taking selfies, nice.

     After posting the Weibo post, Shi Xi went to wash up. While washing her face, she suddenly felt a yin energy behind her. She quickly turned around and saw Zhang Qingyu standing in the corridor.

     Zhang Qingyu looked at her innocently.

     Shi Xi breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the water off her face: “What’s up?”

     Zhang Qingyu shook his head, but his two emerald green eyes were sparkling.

     The boy’s thoughts were written on his face. Shi Xi chuckled: “I know, I’ll take you back to Wuyou Temple today.”

     Zhang Qingyu cheered and adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror, his face full of longing: “I can finally see Master and Senior Brother. I wonder how the orchids I planted are doing.”

     Shi Xi was also infected by his emotions and said with a smile: “It must be fine.”

     Wuyou Temple is on a mountain in the suburbs. Shi Xi saw Jiaming waiting for her at the foot of the mountain. He was sitting at the door of a tea shop, looking a little listless.

     Shi Xi walked up to him and poured himself a cup of tea: “Why, you met a ghost again?”

     “You’re here,” Jia Ming sighed: “I was in bed this morning and almost couldn’t wake up.”

     Shi Xi put down the teacup: “Let’s go up the mountain and let the Taoist priest take a look.”

     When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, an ancient Taoist temple appeared in front of them. The gate of the Taoist temple was open, swaying slightly in the mountain breeze, as if waving to them.

     Shi Xi walked to the door and looked inside. She saw a huge incense burner in the middle of the yard, but there was only a few incense sticks in the burner. A young Taoist priest was drying books under the corridor.

     The Taoist priest heard the noise and looked up. He looked ordinary, but his phoenix eyes were particularly outstanding. When he looked at them with his eyes squinting, he seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

     The Taoist priest put down the book in his hand and stood up: “Why are the two donors here?”

     Shi Xi raised the brim of his cap: “Master, I’m sending Zhang Qingyu back to the temple.”

     A gust of cold wind blew around him. Jia Ming looked carefully to the side and saw that there was a little Taoist priest beside Shi Xi. Perhaps because the sunlight was a little strong, the little Taoist priest’s soul looked much more transparent.

     The little Taoist priest was like a young bird returning to the nest after being injured. He cried out in a crying voice: “Brother Qingxuan, I’m back.”

     Zhang Qingxuan seemed to be able to hear this voice. He stood still, and his clear eyes dimmed instantly. He didn’t cry, but Shi Xi felt that he was very sad.

     He should have guessed that his junior brother was in trouble a long time ago, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Now that glimmer of hope was broken.

     After a long time, he picked up the umbrella by the wall and walked slowly.

     He nodded to Shi Xi, opened the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and called softly: “Junior brother, come under the umbrella, let’s go back to the temple.”

     Zhang Qingyu walked under the umbrella and looked at Zhang Qingxuan with tears in his eyes: “Senior brother, where is the master?”

     Zhang Qingxuan lowered his eyes: “The sun is strong, let’s talk about it after entering the temple.”

     After entering the inner hall, Zhang Qingxuan made a pot of tea for them. Zhang Qingyu kept floating around in the hall, constantly calling for the master.

     Zhang Qingxuan lit a stick of incense and inserted it on the small incense burner for Zhang Qingyu to enjoy. He pursed his lips and said in a reluctant voice: “Junior brother, don’t look for it, the master passed away last year.”

     Zhang Qingyu was hit hard and froze in place, his dark green eyes widened. He looked at his senior brother in disbelief, his soul trembling, and he couldn’t say a word for a long time.

     “Master… I am unfilial!” Zhang Qingyu raised his head and wailed, his pupils covered by Yin Qi, his soul overflowed with overwhelming Yin Qi, and he was almost collapsed.

     Shi Xi had seen the little Taoist go crazy when he recalled the pain of death. Compared with that time, the Yin Qi released this time was even more terrifying. The whole hall was like falling into an ice cellar, and the cold was piercing. Shi Xi instinctively wanted to escape from here.

     She calmed down and asked Lin Ying for some osmanthus cake, hoping to use the previous method to calm Zhang Qingyu down.

     Osmanthus cake was thrown over, and was immediately crushed by Zhang Qingyu’s Yin Qi, and could not enter his mouth at all.

     Shi Xi looked at Zhang Qingxuan: “Master, your junior brother is going berserk, think of a solution!”

     Zhang Qingxuan sighed: “Donor, even I can’t control my junior brother in this state, you guys should leave quickly, it’s still not too late.”

     Shi Xi keenly felt that Zhang Qingxuan’s will to survive was not very strong. Zhang Qingyu’s death was actually a great blow to him, but he restrained himself and didn’t show it completely.

 

     System emergency prompt: 【Host, if Zhang Qingxuan goes berserk completely, the game will judge him as an uncooperative object, and the mission will automatically fail!】 

 

     Shi Xi gritted her teeth. She had come to this point. Was she going to fail at the last moment?