"Mirror?"
Yi Qi lowered his eyes slightly, thinking.
It seems that what happened in this old house ten years ago must be related to the mirror.
Wu Ming looked at his expression and reminded him in a low voice: "Brother Yi, the Luo family's old house is really a bit weird. You should be careful after entering. This place is called the..." of Lujiang City
"One of the seven haunted places in Lujiang City."
Yi Qi continued his unfinished words: "Luo family haunted house, crying women in the gallery, disappeared bodies in the funeral home, Ping An Middle School, late night subway, hidden hospitals, headless people wandering at the intersection."
Wu Ming nodded blankly: "Yes! Brother Yi, you have prepared quite enough information."
Yi Qi: "These strange stories and legends can be found everywhere on the Internet. I just summarized this information on the way here and extracted useful information."
The small Lujiang City is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. A small place can squeeze out seven midnight urban legends.
"The information naturally includes the part about the old house of the Luo family." He turned his eyes to the gloomy house again, "The property rights of this house are not actually owned by the Luo family. They are just tenants of the house." "Ten years ago, after the family disappeared, the police searched everywhere but to no avail, so the original owner of the house planned to rent it out again at a low price." "At the beginning, many people moved in to live in the house because of the cheap rent. But soon, these tenants encountered various problems frequently and had to move out in embarrassment." "Even those who insist on living here often get seriously injured in accidents within a month, and even have mental problems in the end, falling into a state of half-madness and half-insanity."
"As a result, this house cannot be rented out or sold at a high price, so it is completely abandoned. Only people who come to explore will occasionally visit here."
Wu Ming nodded repeatedly, and then comforted him: "But Brother Yi, you are not too worried. I have checked before. Most of the people who have accidents are tenants here. Those who came to explore the haunted house before did not have any problems."
Yi Qi shook his head slightly after hearing this: "No, your argument and evidence are wrong."
"The reason why there are fewer accidental injuries later is that there is an organization in the country called the Taoist Association, which has a semi-official background and has personnel stationed in various cities."
"In the famous places where supernatural accidents occur frequently in the city, these stationed personnel will patrol and maintain them on time, and strive to reduce the mortality rate in the area."
Wu Ming was amazed by this speech, and even Li Yao and Zhang Mei, who were not far away, couldn't help but prick up their ears to eavesdrop.
In the live broadcast room, the audience couldn't help but discuss it.
[It turns out that the Taoist Association is involved in these things, secretly protecting ordinary residents, and even the results of the government's efforts! ]
[It's so troublesome, why not just ban these ghost places? ]
[If the government directly bans those legendary ghost places, I'm afraid it will still not stop those curious people. Especially for the live broadcasts of major media, there are many people who are willing to die knowing the danger for the sake of traffic and popularity. ]
[That's right! It's better to unblock than to block. Let professionals maintain it like now, which is worse than other methods. Especially some key areas, such as the only subway and the most prosperous intersection in our Lujiang City, can't be solved by directly banning. ]
[By the way, in recent years, I feel that there are more and more supernatural events. Does the Taoist Association have enough manpower? ]
[Compared to this, I am more concerned about where the anchor got so much information? He is so well-informed. You see, the other three anchors don't know about this at all. ]
[Our anchor is great! It must have taken a lot of effort to do his homework so carefully. ]
[Come on, beautiful anchor! I'm following you...]
Because he had been on the popular science channel before, Yi Qi actually had very few fans. When he was live, there were usually only dozens of people online, and sometimes only hundreds of people.
At this time, he had just appeared in the supernatural live broadcast, and before he had time to enter the haunted house, his fans had already increased sharply, and the number of people online in the live broadcast room suddenly exceeded 500.
"Grandstanding, I don't know where you got the gossip from..." Li Yao looked at Yi Qi from a distance, muttering sourly.
Zhang Mei poked him with her elbow: "We are live broadcasting, be careful when you talk!"
On the other side, Wu Ming was also asking: "Brother Yi, where is your live broadcast equipment?"
Yi Qi did not expose his advanced technology, but simply said: "Micro hidden live broadcast camera, I always use the first-person perspective to broadcast."
[Wow! I always hate not being able to see the anchor's gorgeous beauty, but the first-person perspective live broadcast of supernatural adventures... must be very exciting, I'm actually looking forward to it. What's going on? ]
[Maybe this little unknown anchor is afraid that his face will be exposed in the live broadcast and people will see that it is plastic surgery, so he dare not show his face. ]
[That's right! How can he compare to our Xiaoyun's natural handsomeness! ]
[Fuck! How come Wang Siyun's plastic surgery fan came here? ]
Because of Wang Siyun's fans' disruption, Yi Qi's live broadcast room was inevitably involved in a quarrel.
Yi Qi didn't worry too much about this little thing. He touched his temple with his finger, turned on the blocking mode, traced the source instantly, and excluded Wang Siyun's fans from the normal audience and banned them all.
The live broadcast room suddenly became refreshing.
[Haha, the anchor did a great job! It's so satisfying to see those unreasonable and brainless fans get humiliated! ]
The old audience laughed, and the banned Wang Siyun fans naturally refused to give up. They logged into their own small accounts and prepared to "teach" this ignorant anchor a lesson.
Unfortunately, after they logged into the small accounts, they found that no matter which account they switched to, they were banned by Yi Qi's live broadcast room and could not open their mouths to insult.
The fans of Wang Siyun were so angry, but they had no way to do anything. They could only watch Yi Qi's fans discussing enthusiastically in the live broadcast room.
In front of the Luo family's old house, Yi Qi didn't take the fan incident to heart. He just looked at the direction of the house gate and asked others: "So, when will the five of us go on the adventure?"
"Five people?"
The others were all stunned.
Including Yi Qi, there were only four of them. Where did the fifth person come from?
Understanding the doubts on their faces, Yi Qi calmly pointed to the courtyard of the Luo family's old house: "There are individuals with signs of life there."
Everyone looked over in confusion, but heard a lazy voice suddenly: "Don't count me in, I'm just an ordinary little Taoist priest, I won't join your live broadcast."
Following the voice, they found that the Luo family's old house, which ordinary people dare not approach, had a table and a chair in the front yard, and a person was lazily lying on the chair.
Except Yi Qi, the other three couldn't help but be shocked.
They stood here for so long, but they didn't find that there was a person hiding in the yard!
Because ordinary people didn't dare to get close to here, no one had taken care of it for a long time, and the front yard was full of weeds, almost submerging the tables and chairs.
The paralyzed young man seemed to have no bones all over his body, and he didn't even look at them. He wore a Taoist robe lazily on his body, and a pair of fashionable sunglasses on his face, revealing half of his pale and almost transparent face.
There was a set of tea sets on the table, with half a cup of light yellow fragrant tea left in the cup, and a signboard next to the tea sets.
There were two lines of words on the signboard: Taoist Association, Luobo.
Seeing the words on the signboard and thinking of the information Yi Qi had just shared with them, Li Yao, who was always good at building interpersonal relationships, suddenly had his eyes brightened and greeted him very eagerly.
"You are the legendary... Luo Tianshi, right!"
He stretched out his hand in a familiar manner and tried to shake hands with the other party: "I have heard of your name for a long time! Are you here to inspect and maintain this old house again? Is there anything I can do for you..."
The young Taoist priest moved his body and coldly avoided the other party's outstretched hand: "Yes."
The smile on Li Yao's face froze, and he was a little embarrassed by his indifferent attitude. He had to continue to ask awkwardly: "Luo Tianshi, you have been suppressing this ghost place, you must be very powerful!"
"You know a little divination, but you can't say you suppress it." The young Taoist priest answered in a cold tone.
But Li Yao was thick-skinned and persevered in approaching: "So you can tell fortunes... no, it's divination! Then can you tell us what will happen to our expedition this time?"
The Taoist showed a trace of impatience on his face: "You look like you are about to die, what can you tell?"
This was extremely impolite, even Li Yao was stunned, and finally couldn't suppress his anger: "I respect you as a member of the Taoist Association, so I give you three points of face, why do you curse people to death right away..."
Zhang Mei hurriedly pulled him to stop him from continuing.
Although the young Taoist looked lazy, he had an unconcealable arrogance. He raised his chin slightly and smiled: "A group of mediocre people, who is worthy of my fortune-telling?"
Yi Qi noticed that when the Taoist raised his head slightly, a barely perceptible dark golden light disappeared behind the cover of sunglasses.
As if he noticed his gaze, the young Taoist suddenly turned his head and looked at Yi Qi behind the crowd with sharp eyes.
He pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud and said, "The white-haired beauty at the back, please come forward. I am willing to tell you my fortune."
Li Yao's eyes widened slightly, and then he said angrily: "How can he..."
"He looks good!" The young Taoist interrupted him impatiently, saying: "People with evil thoughts and ugly faces, don't talk to me."
In one day, he was first called a "mediocre person" and then an "ugly person". Even a clay man would be irritated.
Li Yao rolled up his sleeves angrily, but Zhang Mei stopped him quickly and pushed him into the door of the old house with difficulty: "Forget it, live broadcast is important, the audience is waiting for you!"
She leaned close to Li Yao's ear and reminded him quietly: "Are you going to beat someone in front of the audience in the live broadcast room?"
Thinking of his bright future, Li Yao barely suppressed his anger and said angrily: "Let him go today!"
They stayed outside for too long. It was already dusk. The sun was slanting and gradually sank into the horizon.
Li Yao calmed down and saw that there were only two of them in the old house, and Yi Qi and the others were still in the yard, so his eyes suddenly turned.
"Good opportunity, before the two of them come, we have to go to the bathroom and find the mirror."
He pulled Zhang Mei and said, "I have a friend whose family is in the funeral industry, and he really taught me something."
"He taught me a method about summoning spirits, which is definitely not available on the Internet. We can try it this time..."
As he spoke, he took the live broadcast equipment and went to the bathroom to seize the opportunity.
At this time, outside the old house, the young Taoist priest was holding Yi Qi's hand and holding it in front of his eyes to carefully observe the palm.
Yi Qi's fingers are slender, with ice-like skin and bones. There are almost no pores on her smooth skin. The skin and flesh in the sun almost show a translucent feeling.
"The beauty's palm... is also strange!" The little Taoist priest grabbed his hand, the expression between his eyebrows paused slightly, and then laughed in a low voice. Wu Ming was also waiting anxiously for his brother.
He was afraid that the Taoist priest would suddenly say to his brother: "I think you will die soon!"
If the Taoist priest could only curse people, he would have to beat up the Taoist priest who was full of nonsense even if he risked losing fans and being caught.
Fortunately, after pinching and rubbing Yi Qi's fingers for a long time, the arrogant young Taoist priest just sighed softly: "I can't see through your fate, interesting!"
"Because the future is unpredictable, time is the most difficult science to study in the world."
Yi Qi's expression did not fluctuate. He gently withdrew his hand, nodded to the other party, and then stepped into the old house with his companions.
The young Taoist priest held his chin and watched the other party's back disappear at the door. The dark golden eyes under the sunglasses narrowed slightly.
As soon as Yi Qi and the others stepped into the old house, they immediately felt a cold breath coming towards them.
Wu Ming couldn't help but shiver a little and wrapped his coat tightly.
"Within one second, the surrounding temperature dropped by five degrees. This is not a normal natural cooling process." Yi Qi analyzed while detecting the surroundings.
"We start from the door and include the entire house in the search range, and collect room information as much as possible."
Wu Ming asked curiously: "You analyzed that there was a problem with the mirror in the old house before, why don't we look for the mirror in the room first?"
Yi Qi shook his head: "Since we already know that the danger is related to the mirror, why should we approach dangerous objects rashly before we can determine the degree of danger?"
Wu Ming scratched the back of his head: "You make sense, then let's go survey the room layout first."
It was not dark yet, so the two of them separated.
The Luo family's old house is divided into two floors, and the area is not large.
The first floor below has little light and poor ventilation. It is dark and humid as a whole, and it is connected to the front yard full of weeds outside.
There is a T-junction right in front of the old house, and vehicles coming and going rush straight to the door of the living room.
On the left rear side of the old house is a factory that has been bankrupt and abandoned for who knows how long.
On the right rear side of the old house is a large suburban cemetery with dense tombstones.
Because it is sandwiched between these three buildings and restricted by the terrain, the old house can only be built in a triangular layout.
The living room, kitchen, and two bedrooms on the first floor are almost not square.
The sharpest corner was built as a bathroom, which was occupied by Li Yao and Zhang Mei at this time.
It is unknown what the two people are doing in the bathroom, and they have kept the door locked. Wu Ming once tried to knock on the door, but the two people inside turned a deaf ear.
Finally, Wu Ming could only give up helplessly and let the two of them go.
Yi Qi had already stepped into the second floor.
The layout of the second floor was similar to that of the first floor, with the same irregular rooms and the same sharp triangular bathroom, but the overall area was much smaller than that of the first floor, with only two rooms and no kitchen and living room.
But the light on the second floor was very good, and it was not as humid as downstairs. The afterglow of dusk shone through the windows and covered the floor of the second floor.
He stood by the window, and as if possessed by a ghost, he lowered his head and looked downstairs.
In the front yard of the first floor, the young man in Taoist robes was taking off his sunglasses.
He had a strange smile on his face, like a little boy who was about to succeed in a prank.
As if he noticed Yi Qi's probing gaze, the young man also raised his head, revealing a pair of dark golden eyes, and looked at the second floor.
The two people's eyes met.
"There is something strange about this Taoist priest!" Yi Qi thought.
...
At this time, in the locked bathroom on the first floor. The space here is narrow, and two adults, Li Yao and Zhang Mei, were squeezed in and felt very crowded.
The live broadcast equipment was placed in the corner of the bathroom, and many complaints were floating in the live broadcast room.
What are the two anchors doing? Dawdling and doing nothing, waiting for mushrooms to grow?
We have wasted a lot of time at the gate before, do we have to wait any longer?
I watch supernatural live broadcasts to see the thrills, not to kill time!
If the anchor doesn't start, I will unfollow...
Under the continuous urging of the audience in the live broadcast room, Li Yao finally couldn't hold back and took out the various props he needed from his backpack.
"At the moment when dusk and night meet, take a bowl of raw rice, two taels of white salt, and face the mirror with the heaviest yin energy..." He placed the props while muttering in his mouth.
The only mirror in the bathroom was hung on the dampest wall on the north side.
Because it had been abandoned for too long, the mirror was damaged, cracked, dirty and greasy, covered with a layer of dust, and it was almost impossible to see the human figure.
Li Yao offered the raw rice with chicken blood in front of the mirror, and then sprinkled white salt around the mirror to separate himself from the mirror.
Then he knelt in front of the mirror, closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, and silently said in his heart: "Luo Yaozong, I see you, come to see me quickly! Luo Yaozong, I see you, come quickly..."
Luo Yaozong is the name of the father of the missing person and the head of the Luo family.
According to friends, the missing Luo family should have met with an accident long ago, and it is very likely that they have unfulfilled wishes.
As long as you offer the dead with chicken blood and raw rice, and then use white salt to protect the living, and then silently recite the name of the dead, it is easy to make the ghost appear.
Li Yao knelt on the ground, pretending to be a grandson for a long time. After finally repeating the sentence a hundred times, he got up excitedly and asked his partner: "How is it, is there any movement in the mirror?"
Zhang Mei frowned and shook her head: "Nothing, only your shadow kneeling on the ground and muttering... Are you sure the method taught by that friend is really useful?"
Li Yao looked at the mirror in disbelief.
Sure enough, there was nothing in the mirror except his own reflection.
Looking at the live broadcast room again, the number of online viewers has dropped rapidly.
Fuck! I have been looking forward to it for so long, but in the end there is nothing.
I have been staring at the mirror, my eyes are blurred, and I can only see the host's own shadow on the gray mirror.
Playing tricks, boring, let's go!
Is the host cheated by his friends, or is he deliberately fooling us?
Unfollow, unfollow! Unfollow if there is no thrilling...
Fans are traffic, and traffic is Li Yao's lifeblood!
He panicked and said to the live studio: "Don't worry! Maybe I did something wrong just now, let's do it again."
He followed the steps just now and did it again, but still nothing happened. The number of fans lost was even greater, and everyone in the live studio was calling him a liar!
For a moment, Li Yao was also annoyed!
He was originally a hot-tempered person. At that moment, his blood was boiling, and he had nowhere to vent his anger. He kicked over the chicken blood and raw rice.
Then he was still not satisfied. Regardless of his friend's warning, he threw away the white salt drawn in a circle in a few strokes, and finally kicked the mirror viciously.
The already broken mirror surface had a few more cracks, and the figure reflected in the mirror seemed a little torn and distorted.
"Bah!"
After venting his anger, Li Yao spat viciously on the mirror, then took the live broadcast equipment, rudely pushed away his partner, and said unhappily: "Don't block the way!"
He is now in a hurry to go to other places in the old house, trying to do something to retain fans.
Zhang Mei, who was hit against the wall, frowned and rubbed her shoulders.
She knew Li Yao's rough temper well, and said nothing more. She took her backpack and walked out of the cramped bathroom.
The two left on their own, but did not notice that in the empty room, the gray figure on the mirror still existed.
The distorted and blurred figure looked at the destroyed salt circle on the ground, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
Author has something to say:
Small theater:
Yi Qi: Seeing a person with dark gold eyes, curious, trying to approach.
Cleaning robot (hysterical): "Minors cannot fall in love, and you are only a few days old!"
Yi Qi: "Why?