Time police had already gotten off work. Brother Bai’s fortune-telling would see these urgent help messages, and if he didn’t come, it would seem guilty and cold-hearted; if he came, that would be great.
Xu Zhe believed he understood the psychology of these scammers very well. He was waiting for the other party to show off enough before telling the audience that he encountered nothing strange and that ghosts don’t exist at all. Just thinking about their expressions made him excited!
But unexpectedly, the other party arrived much faster than Xu Zhe anticipated. Before he could contact them again, a knock came at the door.
He cautiously asked, “Who is it?”
Luo Yingbai leaned against the door, listening for a while. He couldn’t immediately determine the situation inside, and the faint ghostly energy he’d found was intermittent and didn’t match the descriptions from the two help seekers.
Standing up straight and adjusting his mood, he spoke impatiently: “Aren’t you saying your house is haunted? I’m here to catch ghosts. Need help or not? If not, I’m leaving!”
He wasn’t afraid of ghosts but was concerned about potential hostage situations. His deliberately harsh tone was meant to avoid causing panic.
To his surprise, the door quickly opened, and a man in his 40s or 50s emerged, exclaiming joyfully, “Ah, are you the blogger White Brother Fortune Telling?”
They stared at each other, both bewildered, feeling the situation exceeded their understanding.
Luo Yingbai was silent. He’d come because of a “kidnapped girl” case, but the person before him seemed unrelated.
Observing the man’s appearance, he assessed him as self-interested and cold – someone who committed minor misdeeds but never major crimes.
Xu Zhe was completely shocked.
The online viewers were excited, with comments ranging from criticizing Xu’s method to praising the potential exposure of a fraud.
As Luo Yingbai’s voice emerged, viewers were captivated by its young, soft, and pleasant tone.
Xu Zhe, desperate to unveil what he believed was a scam, needed to act quickly before embarrassing himself further.
The narrative continues with Luo Yingbai investigating the potentially haunted space, sensing two distinct energy fields – one from a past death and another from an unknown source of negative energy.
Xu Zhe took advantage of the moment and quietly took out his phone: “Everything I just said was made up. I’ve actually never seen a ghost here before. The fact that he could even say something like ‘someone died’ shows that these fraudsters always draw conclusions based on the information you provide, and they cannot be trusted. I look forward to the professor continuing to expose his true colors.”
“Wait a minute, if you want to expose his true face, first show us his face, or we won’t be convinced!”
“That’s right, I don’t believe the young master’s appearance could look like Old Zhang’s face.”
Xu Zhe ignored the barrage’s demands, put down his phone, and walked to Luo Yingbai’s side, continuing: “The ghosts in this house have been increasing these past few days…”
As he spoke, he suddenly noticed Luo Yingbai pause, turn his head and glance at him, and quickly asked: “What’s wrong?”
Luo Yingbai withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly: “Nothing. I haven’t discovered the ghosts you mentioned yet. I’ll go check other rooms.”
While speaking, he sent a message to Xia Xianning.
Luo Yingbai was serious tonight. This was the first time Xu Zhe had seen his smile, and despite them both being men, he couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment, then immediately exclaimed: “No, you can’t wander around!”
Absolutely not to places with cameras!
Luo Yingbai walked unhurriedly towards the kitchen, saying casually: “You don’t understand. When we look at feng shui, we look at the overall layout of the entire house. If you don’t let me go anywhere, how can I examine it?”
The direction he was walking wasn’t within the camera’s range, which made Professor Xu breathe a sigh of relief. He deliberately said: “Really? But I heard that famous masters only need one glance to…”
Before he could finish, to his surprise, Luo Yingbai suddenly made a move, turning abruptly and catching him off guard, cleanly pushing open the door to the side bedroom.
The moment the door opened, a surge of yin energy rushed out, directly confronting him. A sudden wind swept through the room, and all the lights flickered as if the voltage was unstable. Something seemed to dart out from the doorway, and a cup sitting on the edge of the table suddenly fell.
Xu Zhe was about to cry out.
All these changes happened almost simultaneously, within less than a second, but Luo Yingbai’s reaction was even faster. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Xu Zhe’s arm, pulling him over and stuffing a towel into his mouth.
At the same time, Luo Yingbai’s body tilted sideways, his left foot kicking back. The cup that was about to shatter was kicked towards the doorway!
The cup hit the thing coming out of the bedroom, momentarily blocking its momentum, but that brief moment was enough. Luo Yingbai had already pushed Xu Zhe aside and swung out a red thread:
“Supreme decree, command the thunder, slay ghosts when encountered, clarify grievances. Go!”
Looking at the already shriveled and blackened male corpse sealed by talismans, although temporarily motionless, it was trembling slightly on the ground, as if it might get up at any moment. Xu Zhe was scared to death, hissing: “I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I-I-I thought you were a fraud, and I was originally going to expose you… This house is the one I rented! I know nothing!
Luo Yingbai had no time to argue about who was the real fraud: “Who is the landlord?”
Xu Zhe: “The resident of Unit 405 in this building!”
Luo Yingbai turned and walked away without another word. Xu Zhe was terrified: “Don’t leave me with the corpse, wait! Help me——”
Luo Yingbai completely ignored him, running downstairs while preparing to call Xia Xianning. Just then, the phone was already dialing in, and when Luo Yingbai answered, they simultaneously said: “Building 14, Unit 7, Room 405!”
Xia Xianning’s breathing was somewhat rapid, but his voice remained steady: “There are 30 seconds left before the Weibo fire time, I’m almost there, you…”
Luo Yingbai said: “Great, I’ve already arrived. Xianning, keep it up, don’t lose to senior brother.”
He had previously been severely injured, and his current physical condition wasn’t very good. Running back and forth had left him somewhat breathless. Seeing he was just one flight of stairs away, he simply slid down the railing and landed silently.
In the hallway, he sensitively smelled something burning. The fire should have just started, and most households were preparing to rest, with doors and windows tightly closed, showing no reaction.
Luo Yingbai drew his fingers across his brow bone, suddenly seeing a door shrouded in murderous aura, with blood spreading.
He rushed to the door, pounding on it several times, shouting: “Is anyone there?”
After knocking, he immediately pasted a talisman on the door, saying almost inaudibly: “Turn spirits, enlighten ears and eyes, talisman rise.”
All the sounds inside suddenly amplified in Luo Yingbai’s ears. A man’s rough voice said: “What are you doing at this late hour, trying to get yourself killed!”
Simultaneously, Luo Yingbai faintly heard someone say “Fuck, what’s that smell.”
The voices were from different people; there were at least two adult males inside.
With a hint of complaint and some caution, he said: “Big brother, I’m from next door. I smell something burning in the hallway, seems to be coming from your place. Could you please stop burning? My throat isn’t good, and I find it really choking.”
