In the live broadcast room
[Ah, what am I watching in the middle of the night? Is this the kind of footage for viewers? Are you trying to scare me?]
[What kind of eerie plot is this?]
[God Xin, I beg you, run quickly, I’m so scared.]
[God Xin says not to worry and even wants to get closer.]
[Hey, look at my blanket sealing technique! Ghosts, begone!]
—————————–
The footage continued to shake rhythmically.
Other than that, the room was quiet.
Bai Lixin raised his eyelids and glanced at the screen, then turned to look behind him.
Behind him, there was still nothing, it was completely empty.
But when he turned back, the TV screen moved again, and the image of Bai Lixin instantly occupied one-third of the screen.
This shot could easily zoom in on Bai Lixin’s face if it moved a bit closer.
However, in reality, Bai Lixin seemed completely oblivious to anything unusual. He turned to face the empty space behind him for three to four seconds before turning back to face the TV screen.
The young man kept staring at the TV screen, his expression unchanged.
The picture shook once more, and the camera zoomed in. Bai Lixin’s silhouette was now just inches away from the camera.
If someone reached out from that position, their arm wouldn’t even need to fully extend to touch Bai Lixin’s back.
The audience in the live stream room held their breaths, their minds racing with thoughts.
Suddenly, a bloody hand reached out from the bottom of the screen and landed heavily on Bai Lixin’s shoulder.
A blood-red handprint appeared on Bai Lixin’s shoulder in reality.
Although no real hand was present, a red handprint inexplicably appeared on the white shirt.
It was incredibly eerie.
————————–
In the live broadcast room
[Aahh, retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Bloody, a bloody handprint! God Xin, run quickly!]
[I can’t take it anymore, my body is paralyzed. Can someone come help me?]
[Am I watching a horror game? It feels more like a horror movie!]
[God Xin, could you at least show a little fear on your face. Your poker face will make things awkward for the ghost.]
[Actually, I was quite scared too, but when I saw God Xin’s expressionless face, I don’t know whether to be scared or embarrassed. Why embarrassed? Of course, I’m embarrassed on behalf of the little ghost.]
—————————
Bai Lixin used his peripheral vision to glance at the bloody handprint on his shoulder, still calmly sitting on the sofa. He didn’t even blink his eyes.
The screen suddenly shook violently, and the image turned 180 degrees, as if someone was pointing a camera at Bai Lixin’s profile, then slowly moving from his side to the front.
Originally, only Bai Lixin’s back was visible, but suddenly, he and the “Bai Lixin” on the screen were face-to-face.
The “Bai Lixin” on the screen and the real Bai Lixin had the same expression, calm and composed.
While Bai Lixin stared at the screen, the “Bai Lixin” on the screen also stared back at him.
Suddenly, the “Bai Lixin” on the screen blinked rapidly, then twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a creepy smile.
Bai Lixin raised an eyebrow, and a flash of light flickered in his eyes.
He shifted on the sofa, changing to a more comfortable posture and leaning lazily against it, looking as if he was watching some casual variety show.
The expression on the “Bai Lixin” on the TV screen suddenly became a bit stiff. He stared at Bai Lixin for two seconds before suddenly tilting his head, the head was as if it was detached and hanging on the neck.
“My… my head seems to be broken.”
“My head is tilted, I need to fix it quickly…”
With that, the “Bai Lixin” on the screen clutched both sides of his face with his hands, and with a sudden force, a crisp cracking sound echoed. The head, which had only been dislocated, suddenly turned 180 degrees and was forced to the back.
The dark, soft hair came into view on the screen.
S419M: […Phew, that’s fine, I can handle this. It’s just tilting the head to the back, now we’re facing the back of the head, it’s all fake, I’m not…]
“Hehehehe.”
The hoarse voice sounded again, and said from the TV screen: “Huh, the head is finally straightened.”
“I now feel comfortable.”
After saying this, “Bai Lixin” on the TV raised his arms, stretched out two slender index fingers, and quickly hooked the thick black hair from the middle, and a blood-drenched ugly face was shown in close-up. It took up the entire screen!
S419M’s voice which had abruptly stopped screamed in Bai Lixin’s mind: [Ahhh, it’s a ghost!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck, demon, devil, monster, quickly retreat! Ahhh!]
Escape System: [Ahhhh! Master Bai Lixin is so scary, he’s an ugly monster! Big brother M, save me! He’s so ugly I’m crying.]
Bai Lixin: […]
‘You are the ugly monster.’
—————————-
In the live broadcast room
[Fuck! I smashed my screen!]
[Is this shooting a horror film in front of a ghost? This suffocating sense of oppression, what’s going on?]
[Wuuu, I won’t watch anymore, I regret it, I can’t bear to watch. My beautiful God Xin can’t possibly become so ugly I’m crying.]
[God Xin: Thanks to you, you’re the one ugly from crying. Your whole family is ugly from crying.]
[I have a psychological shadow from the TV. What have I done to watch a live stream at midnight, it’s already 12 o’clock.]
[Fortunately, I’m smart. I turned the barrage to full-screen mode. Hahaha. Barrage Shield Technique! As long as I have enough comments, the ghost can’t catch up with me!]
[Don’t be afraid, look, God Xin moved, he finally moved.]
—————————
Bai Lixin rubbed his temples and responded with one word in his mind: [Noisy].
He slowly stood up from the sofa and, under the excited gaze of the ghost on the screen, Bai Lixin took strides and walked to the front of the TV.
Then, he half-squatted, his face almost touching the screen.
In the confused eyes of the ghost, Bai Lixin gave an evil smile at the screen, hooked his finger around the wire next to the TV, and pulled hard, unplugging the power of the TV drama.
Before the ghost could react, a flash of white light crossed the screen, and it instantly turned black.
The world fell completely silent.
————————–
In the live broadcast room
[…]
[Uh, well, I don’t know what I was afraid of just now.]
[Awkward.jpg.]
—————————-
After unplugging the TV, Bai Lixin returned to the sofa. For the next half hour, that mysterious force did not appear again, as if it had calmed down.
Bai Lixin felt bored and decided to take off his shoes, lying on the sofa with his arms supporting his head, looking up at the ceiling.
The sofa was right behind the fan, and with a slight shift of his gaze, he could see the fan that had splattered with blood.
Bai Lixin: [System.]
Escape System: [I’m here, Master Bai Lixin.]
Bai Lixin: [When the deceased was found, was the fan still spinning?]
Escape System: [Yes, he was found two days after his suicide. He hang himself with a thin wire, and due to the thin wire and the centrifugal force of the fan, his neck was cut off.]
Bai Lixin kept his eyes on the fan above: [What did the deceased look like? Do you have a photo? Height, weight.]
Escape System: [Yes, I’ll send it to you now.]
A 3D virtual image appeared quickly in Bai Lixin’s mind.
The young man in the image looked to be in his early twenties, with bright eyes and handsome features, the kind of sunny and slightly neutral appearance.
Escape System: [This is the deceased. He is called Chen Ping, 1.80 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms. He excelled in school, serving as the vice president of the student union, won a national scholarship, and had a beautiful girlfriend from a prominent family. He was very humble and polite in his interactions, and you could say he had no flaws. He was always seen as an outstanding individual by others.]
Bai Lixin concluded: [A winner of life.]
Escape System: [Oh, yes, that describes him well. What’s wrong?]
Bai Lixin: [Nothing, I’m just curious about why someone with such a bright future could ruin it? His personality and borrowing high-interest loans seem inconsistent. You just said he was humble and polite, which means he could control his emotions, and such people usually won’t act impulsively.]
Escape System: [Sigh, I don’t know why he borrowed high-interest loans. The background information doesn’t provide any details. Could the recent messages be related to Chen Ping’s death? And since it was a high-interest loan, the person who borrowed it must know the reason for borrowing, right?]
[Master Bai Lixin, do you think this matter is related to the main task?]
Bai Lixin: [Not really, I am just curious. If I have a chance, I might investigate. If not, I’ll let it go.]
——“Creak.”
A sudden mechanical sound interrupted the conversation between Bai Lixin and the escape system.
The sound was somewhat like a rusty motor running, making harsh “creak creak” noises.
Bai Lixin’s gaze lazily shifted upwards and fell onto the fan.
The previously quiet fan suddenly started rotating on its own in a mysterious manner.
“Creak, creak.”
At first, the rotation was slow, but then the fan spun faster and faster.
The already wobbly fan blades seemed to become tiny spinning blades, moving at such speed that it felt like they could sever Bai Lixin’s neck at any moment.
“Tick-tock, tick-tock.”
A mechanical sound, different from the fan’s rotation, rang out.
Bai Lixin felt a chill and looked down to see a drop of fresh red blood on his pristine white shirt.
This drop of blood seemed like a harbinger. In the next moment, numerous blood-red lines dripped down from the ceiling, splattering everywhere as the fan spun at high speed, splashing crimson droplets into every corner of the room.
On the floor, on the sofa, on the table, on the walls…
Even Bai Lixin lying on the sofa couldn’t escape.
He ended up splattered with blood all over. As Bai Lixin watched the blood increasing on his body, he narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, “Dare to splatter on me, and I’ll kill you.”
In that instant, the squeaking sounds subsided.
The blood continued to drip, but this time, it skillfully avoided Bai Lixin.
—————————-
In the live broadcast room:
[Uh, what’s going on?]
[Why do I suddenly feel less scared? God Xin hasn’t done anything, and this ghost is intimidated?]
[Um, so what was I afraid of just now? Am I stupid?]
[The invisible ghost: Cautious, trembling.]
———————
Bai Lixin looked up at the fan and broke the silence again, “You’re wasting your effort. No matter what you do, I’ll stay here tonight and won’t leave. If you have this energy, take a rest instead.”
The fan above wobbled for a moment, and the light flickered a few times.
When the light went out and came back on, the fan had stopped spinning. The bloody lines and droplets had disappeared as if nothing had happened, as if everything was just an illusion, and nothing had occurred.
Bai Lixin yawned contentedly, shifted his position on the sofa, and curled up comfortably.
At this moment, a bloodless, pale hand reached out from under the sofa. The hand moved slowly and cautiously, showing a hint of fear.
Bai Lixin stared at the hand curiously.
The hand tapped on the sofa, as if searching for something.
Bai Lixin, who was quietly sitting on the sofa, placed his hand at the edge of the sofa. Just as the hand was about to touch him, he suddenly stuck his head down under the sofa.
Under the pitch-black sofa, a semi-transparent shost was hiding. Its eyes showed caution as it looked around.
Suddenly, a head fell, and the ghost froze for a moment. In the next second, fear spread across its face. It seemed startled and rushed out from under the sofa, looking insane as it hid under the desk.
It curled up under the desk, covering its head with both hands. Though it couldn’t produce any sound, the bewildered expression and chaotic facial features revealed its current state.
—————————
In the live broadcast room:
[Wait, I want to ask what it’s afraid of! God Xin looks so handsome; how could it be afraid? If God Xin looked at me from such a close distance, I would only say, ‘Brother, you are so beautiful,’ okay? Such a waste!]
[This ghost is a coward.]
[Yeah, really, it doesn’t know what’s good for it.]
———————
After a brief confrontation, Bai Lixin could now clearly see the face of the “ghost.” Although its features were somewhat twisted, he recognized it as the same person he saw in the system earlier – Chen Ping.
Escape System: [Today’s task background stated that this house has been haunted ever since the person died. It seems there really is a ghost, but it’s just a timid one.]
Bai Lixin sat on the sofa, observing the translucent ghost. Though its face resembled Chen Ping, its form appeared much smaller and weaker, standing only about one meter thirty-four.
‘Did he shrink after becoming a ghost?’
“You’re Chen Ping, right?” After a long standoff, Bai Lixin took the initiative to speak, employing the courtesy one would show to a guest.
The ghost heard this but only turned his head hesitantly, gazing at Bai Lixin with hollow and vacant eyes. However, it made no move to come closer or speak, remaining at a distance and giving no response.
It looked like a forgotten wind-up doll, unable to provide any reply to Bai Lixin.
In the live broadcast room
[Ah, what am I watching in the middle of the night? Is this the kind of footage for viewers? Are you trying to scare me?]
[What kind of eerie plot is this?]
[God Xin, I beg you, run quickly, I’m so scared.]
[God Xin says not to worry and even wants to get closer.]
[Hey, look at my blanket sealing technique! Ghosts, begone!]
—————————–
The footage continued to shake rhythmically.
Other than that, the room was quiet.
Bai Lixin raised his eyelids and glanced at the screen, then turned to look behind him.
Behind him, there was still nothing, it was completely empty.
But when he turned back, the TV screen moved again, and the image of Bai Lixin instantly occupied one-third of the screen.
This shot could easily zoom in on Bai Lixin’s face if it moved a bit closer.
However, in reality, Bai Lixin seemed completely oblivious to anything unusual. He turned to face the empty space behind him for three to four seconds before turning back to face the TV screen.
The young man kept staring at the TV screen, his expression unchanged.
The picture shook once more, and the camera zoomed in. Bai Lixin’s silhouette was now just inches away from the camera.
If someone reached out from that position, their arm wouldn’t even need to fully extend to touch Bai Lixin’s back.
The audience in the live stream room held their breaths, their minds racing with thoughts.
Suddenly, a bloody hand reached out from the bottom of the screen and landed heavily on Bai Lixin’s shoulder.
A blood-red handprint appeared on Bai Lixin’s shoulder in reality.
Although no real hand was present, a red handprint inexplicably appeared on the white shirt.
It was incredibly eerie.
————————–
In the live broadcast room
[Aahh, retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Bloody, a bloody handprint! God Xin, run quickly!]
[I can’t take it anymore, my body is paralyzed. Can someone come help me?]
[Am I watching a horror game? It feels more like a horror movie!]
[God Xin, could you at least show a little fear on your face. Your poker face will make things awkward for the ghost.]
[Actually, I was quite scared too, but when I saw God Xin’s expressionless face, I don’t know whether to be scared or embarrassed. Why embarrassed? Of course, I’m embarrassed on behalf of the little ghost.]
—————————
Bai Lixin used his peripheral vision to glance at the bloody handprint on his shoulder, still calmly sitting on the sofa. He didn’t even blink his eyes.
The screen suddenly shook violently, and the image turned 180 degrees, as if someone was pointing a camera at Bai Lixin’s profile, then slowly moving from his side to the front.
Originally, only Bai Lixin’s back was visible, but suddenly, he and the “Bai Lixin” on the screen were face-to-face.
The “Bai Lixin” on the screen and the real Bai Lixin had the same expression, calm and composed.
While Bai Lixin stared at the screen, the “Bai Lixin” on the screen also stared back at him.
Suddenly, the “Bai Lixin” on the screen blinked rapidly, then twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a creepy smile.
Bai Lixin raised an eyebrow, and a flash of light flickered in his eyes.
He shifted on the sofa, changing to a more comfortable posture and leaning lazily against it, looking as if he was watching some casual variety show.
The expression on the “Bai Lixin” on the TV screen suddenly became a bit stiff. He stared at Bai Lixin for two seconds before suddenly tilting his head, the head was as if it was detached and hanging on the neck.
“My… my head seems to be broken.”
“My head is tilted, I need to fix it quickly…”
With that, the “Bai Lixin” on the screen clutched both sides of his face with his hands, and with a sudden force, a crisp cracking sound echoed. The head, which had only been dislocated, suddenly turned 180 degrees and was forced to the back.
The dark, soft hair came into view on the screen.
S419M: […Phew, that’s fine, I can handle this. It’s just tilting the head to the back, now we’re facing the back of the head, it’s all fake, I’m not…]
“Hehehehe.”
The hoarse voice sounded again, and said from the TV screen: “Huh, the head is finally straightened.”
“I now feel comfortable.”
After saying this, “Bai Lixin” on the TV raised his arms, stretched out two slender index fingers, and quickly hooked the thick black hair from the middle, and a blood-drenched ugly face was shown in close-up. It took up the entire screen!
S419M’s voice which had abruptly stopped screamed in Bai Lixin’s mind: [Ahhh, it’s a ghost!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck, demon, devil, monster, quickly retreat! Ahhh!]
Escape System: [Ahhhh! Master Bai Lixin is so scary, he’s an ugly monster! Big brother M, save me! He’s so ugly I’m crying.]
Bai Lixin: […]
‘You are the ugly monster.’
—————————-
In the live broadcast room
[Fuck! I smashed my screen!]
[Is this shooting a horror film in front of a ghost? This suffocating sense of oppression, what’s going on?]
[Wuuu, I won’t watch anymore, I regret it, I can’t bear to watch. My beautiful God Xin can’t possibly become so ugly I’m crying.]
[God Xin: Thanks to you, you’re the one ugly from crying. Your whole family is ugly from crying.]
[I have a psychological shadow from the TV. What have I done to watch a live stream at midnight, it’s already 12 o’clock.]
[Fortunately, I’m smart. I turned the barrage to full-screen mode. Hahaha. Barrage Shield Technique! As long as I have enough comments, the ghost can’t catch up with me!]
[Don’t be afraid, look, God Xin moved, he finally moved.]
—————————
Bai Lixin rubbed his temples and responded with one word in his mind: [Noisy].
He slowly stood up from the sofa and, under the excited gaze of the ghost on the screen, Bai Lixin took strides and walked to the front of the TV.
Then, he half-squatted, his face almost touching the screen.
In the confused eyes of the ghost, Bai Lixin gave an evil smile at the screen, hooked his finger around the wire next to the TV, and pulled hard, unplugging the power of the TV drama.
Before the ghost could react, a flash of white light crossed the screen, and it instantly turned black.
The world fell completely silent.
————————–
In the live broadcast room
[…]
[Uh, well, I don’t know what I was afraid of just now.]
[Awkward.jpg.]
—————————-
After unplugging the TV, Bai Lixin returned to the sofa. For the next half hour, that mysterious force did not appear again, as if it had calmed down.
Bai Lixin felt bored and decided to take off his shoes, lying on the sofa with his arms supporting his head, looking up at the ceiling.
The sofa was right behind the fan, and with a slight shift of his gaze, he could see the fan that had splattered with blood.
Bai Lixin: [System.]
Escape System: [I’m here, Master Bai Lixin.]
Bai Lixin: [When the deceased was found, was the fan still spinning?]
Escape System: [Yes, he was found two days after his suicide. He hang himself with a thin wire, and due to the thin wire and the centrifugal force of the fan, his neck was cut off.]
Bai Lixin kept his eyes on the fan above: [What did the deceased look like? Do you have a photo? Height, weight.]
Escape System: [Yes, I’ll send it to you now.]
A 3D virtual image appeared quickly in Bai Lixin’s mind.
The young man in the image looked to be in his early twenties, with bright eyes and handsome features, the kind of sunny and slightly neutral appearance.
Escape System: [This is the deceased. He is called Chen Ping, 1.80 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms. He excelled in school, serving as the vice president of the student union, won a national scholarship, and had a beautiful girlfriend from a prominent family. He was very humble and polite in his interactions, and you could say he had no flaws. He was always seen as an outstanding individual by others.]
Bai Lixin concluded: [A winner of life.]
Escape System: [Oh, yes, that describes him well. What’s wrong?]
Bai Lixin: [Nothing, I’m just curious about why someone with such a bright future could ruin it? His personality and borrowing high-interest loans seem inconsistent. You just said he was humble and polite, which means he could control his emotions, and such people usually won’t act impulsively.]
Escape System: [Sigh, I don’t know why he borrowed high-interest loans. The background information doesn’t provide any details. Could the recent messages be related to Chen Ping’s death? And since it was a high-interest loan, the person who borrowed it must know the reason for borrowing, right?]
[Master Bai Lixin, do you think this matter is related to the main task?]
Bai Lixin: [Not really, I am just curious. If I have a chance, I might investigate. If not, I’ll let it go.]
——“Creak.”
A sudden mechanical sound interrupted the conversation between Bai Lixin and the escape system.
The sound was somewhat like a rusty motor running, making harsh “creak creak” noises.
Bai Lixin’s gaze lazily shifted upwards and fell onto the fan.
The previously quiet fan suddenly started rotating on its own in a mysterious manner.
“Creak, creak.”
At first, the rotation was slow, but then the fan spun faster and faster.
The already wobbly fan blades seemed to become tiny spinning blades, moving at such speed that it felt like they could sever Bai Lixin’s neck at any moment.
“Tick-tock, tick-tock.”
A mechanical sound, different from the fan’s rotation, rang out.
Bai Lixin felt a chill and looked down to see a drop of fresh red blood on his pristine white shirt.
This drop of blood seemed like a harbinger. In the next moment, numerous blood-red lines dripped down from the ceiling, splattering everywhere as the fan spun at high speed, splashing crimson droplets into every corner of the room.
On the floor, on the sofa, on the table, on the walls…
Even Bai Lixin lying on the sofa couldn’t escape.
He ended up splattered with blood all over. As Bai Lixin watched the blood increasing on his body, he narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, “Dare to splatter on me, and I’ll kill you.”
In that instant, the squeaking sounds subsided.
The blood continued to drip, but this time, it skillfully avoided Bai Lixin.
—————————-
In the live broadcast room:
[Uh, what’s going on?]
[Why do I suddenly feel less scared? God Xin hasn’t done anything, and this ghost is intimidated?]
[Um, so what was I afraid of just now? Am I stupid?]
[The invisible ghost: Cautious, trembling.]
———————
Bai Lixin looked up at the fan and broke the silence again, “You’re wasting your effort. No matter what you do, I’ll stay here tonight and won’t leave. If you have this energy, take a rest instead.”
The fan above wobbled for a moment, and the light flickered a few times.
When the light went out and came back on, the fan had stopped spinning. The bloody lines and droplets had disappeared as if nothing had happened, as if everything was just an illusion, and nothing had occurred.
Bai Lixin yawned contentedly, shifted his position on the sofa, and curled up comfortably.
At this moment, a bloodless, pale hand reached out from under the sofa. The hand moved slowly and cautiously, showing a hint of fear.
Bai Lixin stared at the hand curiously.
The hand tapped on the sofa, as if searching for something.
Bai Lixin, who was quietly sitting on the sofa, placed his hand at the edge of the sofa. Just as the hand was about to touch him, he suddenly stuck his head down under the sofa.
Under the pitch-black sofa, a semi-transparent shost was hiding. Its eyes showed caution as it looked around.
Suddenly, a head fell, and the ghost froze for a moment. In the next second, fear spread across its face. It seemed startled and rushed out from under the sofa, looking insane as it hid under the desk.
It curled up under the desk, covering its head with both hands. Though it couldn’t produce any sound, the bewildered expression and chaotic facial features revealed its current state.
—————————
In the live broadcast room:
[Wait, I want to ask what it’s afraid of! God Xin looks so handsome; how could it be afraid? If God Xin looked at me from such a close distance, I would only say, ‘Brother, you are so beautiful,’ okay? Such a waste!]
[This ghost is a coward.]
[Yeah, really, it doesn’t know what’s good for it.]
———————
After a brief confrontation, Bai Lixin could now clearly see the face of the “ghost.” Although its features were somewhat twisted, he recognized it as the same person he saw in the system earlier – Chen Ping.
Escape System: [Today’s task background stated that this house has been haunted ever since the person died. It seems there really is a ghost, but it’s just a timid one.]
Bai Lixin sat on the sofa, observing the translucent ghost. Though its face resembled Chen Ping, its form appeared much smaller and weaker, standing only about one meter thirty-four.
‘Did he shrink after becoming a ghost?’
“You’re Chen Ping, right?” After a long standoff, Bai Lixin took the initiative to speak, employing the courtesy one would show to a guest.
The ghost heard this but only turned his head hesitantly, gazing at Bai Lixin with hollow and vacant eyes. However, it made no move to come closer or speak, remaining at a distance and giving no response.
It looked like a forgotten wind-up doll, unable to provide any reply to Bai Lixin.
