Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 5

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The man wore a wide, woven bamboo hat, the brim pulled low.
So low that all you could see were his pale, bloodless lips.

He was tall.
Big, solid build. The kind of size that made you instinctively tense.
He had a quiet, coiled power about him, like a beast barely restrained.

But what made Shen Huo's heart sink—
was the glance the man shot his way.

What kind of look was that?

Those were the eyes of a demon.

The eyes were half-open, covered with a thin white film, the pupils only about the size of a grain of rice, staring straight at Shen Huo, like the fear of being watched by a hellish demon.

The rain pattered crisply against the car roof, followed by the rumbling thunder and flashing lightning.

The white flash of lightning illuminated the man hiding under the straw raincoat in front of Shen Huo.

A normal square-shaped face, the kind you'd find in a crowd.

It was such an ordinary square face, yet Shen Huo's brain instantly sounded the alarm.

—Danger

Even after the man's gaze swept over him, Shen Huo still felt uneasy.

It was as if the nightmare just now hadn't ended, and he was still trapped inside it.

That headless ghost woman in red had transformed into the man in the straw raincoat standing before him, radiating danger from head to toe.

And in the next moment, the headless ghost would tear off that skin and appear.

The man, wet from the rain, walked through the aisle.

Thump thump!

His footsteps were heavy, making everyone's hearts skip a beat. As he passed by them, they couldn't help but shrink back.

Even the muscular guy who had just sneered at Shen Huo glanced at the man twice and couldn't help but tense up all over.

Maybe it was because Shen Huo looked easy to bully, so the muscular guy was so reckless.

But this man was different—he was strong, and dangerous!

The assistant director sitting in front quickly introduced him to everyone.

"Everyone, this is our tour guide for this trip, He San. He will be leading us to the Ghost City."

He San looked cold and indifferent, just nodding coolly at the group.

After that, his eyes stayed fixed on Shen Huo.

When he noticed Shen Huo was looking at him too, his pale lips seemed to be pulled into a curve by some invisible hands.

Their eye contact lasted only a moment. He looked away and spoke hoarsely to the assistant director.

From his very first words, Shen Huo felt something strange, as if he knew what was about to happen.

"No matter what you see later, just drive straight through. Don't stop."

The assistant director asked, "Why?"

The tour guide smiled strangely, "Because on this road, when it rains, some unclean things show up."

The assistant director's hairs stood on end immediately.

Not because he was scared of the unclean things, but because of the man's expression.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and relayed the guide's words to Director Wang, who was following behind the bus.

Director Wang was silent for a moment, then answered simply, "Got it."

Director Wang had spent years making supernatural movies, and now had switched to reality shows but still dealt with ghosts and spirits.

He knew some places came with strange rumors, more or less.

If the locals kept mum about it, you had to listen.

The car drove through the rain curtain, and the sky gradually darkened.

Since having that weird nightmare, Shen Huo hadn't fallen asleep again.

And he noticed the last person to get on the bus—the tour guide—kept staring at him.

Staring straight at him, the kind of gaze like a gross, sticky leech clinging to his marrow, shadowing him wherever he went.

Though the guide's head was always bowed, Shen Huo was sure he was watching him.

Maybe it was a lingering side effect from the nightmare, but Shen Huo had grown very sensitive.

Especially after the guide got on, he felt many eyes around him watching.

At that moment, the bus suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Everyone inside instinctively crashed into the seats in front, filling the space with screams and shouts.

Shen Huo saw the assistant director hurriedly asking the driver.

He couldn't see the driver's face from where he was, only the assistant director who had been cursing just moments ago now stood stiffly next to the driver like a duck with its neck grabbed.

Meanwhile, the tour guide suddenly moved. He reached up to straighten his hat and stepped forward to pat the assistant director on the shoulder.

The assistant director seemed to snap back to life, stiffening his body and plopping down into his seat.

His face was pale, his whole body trembling, like he'd seen something that scared him this much.

Shen Huo saw the tour guide standing in the assistant director's previous spot, patting the driver in the same way.

"Drive forward."

The driver hesitated for a few seconds.

The tour guide's voice deepened, "Drive through!"

The driver closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and pressed the gas pedal, rushing straight ahead.

Bang!

Shen Huo clearly heard a dull thud, like something had hit the front of the car.

Clatter clatter clatter!

Shen Huo heard a strange noise.

Looking toward the sound, he saw the assistant director's teeth chattering—he was seriously freaked out by whatever was outside.

The bus fell silent.

Only the tour guide's voice directing the driver could be heard.

The car swerved unsteadily. From this, it was obvious the driver, like the assistant director, was scared by what was outside.

Shen Huo turned to look out the window. The sky was a dull gray and hadn't fully darkened yet, and he could roughly make out the mountain peaks in the distance.

The bus sped through the forest.

In the darkness among the trees, it seemed like something was there.

Like clumps of black, dirty stuff hanging on the branches.

"It" looked like tumors growing on crooked tree trunks, clinging to the trees, sucking their nutrients, growing bigger and bigger.

Gradually, the thing broke free from the tree.

Originally just a lump of black stuff, it now looked more and more like a dog, stretching its limbs.

Its neck stretched longer and longer, a dog's face slowly melting into a human face.

That strange human face shadow stared greedily at the bus.

As if it couldn't wait to pounce the moment someone came out.

"Ah—!"

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