Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 24

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Wearing plain clothes and shabby attire.

"Brother Shen, you're here too!"

A girl with two big black braids and glasses, carrying a bit of a scholarly vibe, stood before Shen Huo, shyly calling his name.

Before Shen Huo could say anything, a tipsy middle-aged man pulled him toward the village band playing traditional instruments.

For some reason, Shen Huo glanced back and saw the shy girl's face flash with jealousy and resentment.

"Brother Shen, I heard you can play tunes. Today's a happy day; let's soak up some good luck and see what you've learned these past few years."

The villagers nearby were egging him on, even offering their instruments for Shen Huo to choose from.

"I don't—"

Before Shen Huo could finish, everything went silent. The villagers' eyes were wide open, the whites showing, all staring at him.

The middle-aged man beside him curled a strange smile.

"What don't you want?"

The vibe was basically saying, "Don't want to? Then we'll kill you," seriously creepy.

Shen Huo sighed and said, "Alright, then I'll just play casually."

The silence broke, noise returned, and smiles came back to the villagers' faces.

"That's right, you gotta show off your skills, don't hide 'em. We're not some lowlifes stealing other people's talents!"

"Let us see if the outside world's really as good as you say!"

"I still think our Huai Tree Village is better!"

Shen Huo paused while picking an instrument, casually brushing over them with his hand.

He finally settled on an instrument known in music circles as a rogue, "Small tune, big sound, one blow controls the world."

When he lifted the instrument, every move looked pleasing.

But when he blew into it:

"Wail—!"

Like rocks cracking and clouds rushing by, the sound charged forward like an army of thousands screaming.

The villagers' faces went wide-eyed: 0-0

The whole wedding scene was insanely quiet. To be exact, everyone was shocked to the point their souls felt like they left their bodies because of Shen Huo's trashy instrument.

What was supposed to be a beautiful wedding ceremony suddenly sounded like a funeral thanks to Shen Huo's playing.

He had just poked a hornet's nest and pissed off the villagers in the illusion. Their raised corners of the mouths drooped slightly as they coldly stared at Shen Huo.

They looked like they wanted to pounce on him, peel his skin off, and rip his bones apart.

"Stop!"

The villager who had just told Shen Huo to play grabbed the suona out of his hands.

"Didn't I tell you to stop playing? Are you deaf or blind?"

Shen Huo looked at him with innocent eyes, "But didn't you ask me to play?"

"On the day of a big wedding, and you insist on playing a funeral tune? What's that supposed to mean?!"

Shen Huo shrugged like he didn't care, "But that's the only song I know."

The villagers twitched their mouths. Asking Shen Huo to play was basically asking for trouble.

"We don't need you here anymore. Go cool off somewhere else, don't get in our way."

Kicked out of the band, Shen Huo stood by the wall, looking pretty pitiful and helpless, but it didn't earn him any sympathy from the villagers.

When no one was paying attention to him, he finally dropped the fake expression and started secretly checking out the surroundings.

This was a typical backward village from a few years ago, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with houses crammed close together.

The houses built along the mountain were all square-shaped. There was only one mountain road leading out, and in the middle of the village stood a huge Chinese scholar tree.

"*Huai Tree Village."

(*Chinese scholar tree)

Shen Huo quietly repeated the name the villager had blurted out. Just as he got distracted, a cold gaze locked onto him.

Feeling uneasy, Shen Huo didn't look directly at those eyes. Instead, he casually stood beside the villagers who were banging gongs and drums, using his peripheral vision to peek at the gaze that was watching him.

It was a very tall, bulky man, probably close to two meters.

His eyes looked like they hated evil with a passion, staring at Shen Huo as if Shen Huo had stolen his wife.

Suddenly Shen Huo realized—wasn't that the tour guide?!

The guide he'd seen before either hid under a raincoat or covered his face with a bamboo hat, lurking in the shadows and refusing to show his real face.

But this time, the guide's eyes looked normal, without any gloom.

Only his aura felt way too childish...

Shen Huo's pupils suddenly shrank.

He had entered the world of the headless ghost, and this place was where she had been sacrificed when alive!

Today's wedding was the day the ghost married some unspeakable thing!

No wonder he felt familiar. These scenes were exactly the ones painted on the ceiling.

Shen Huo turned his head and saw the door to the room he'd seen on the ceiling—it was less than a few steps away.

A big red "double happiness" character was stuck on the door, but the door itself was black, not the glaring bright red from the painting.

Shen Huo was about to step closer when someone grabbed his shoulder.

He glanced sideways to see a hand worn from years of hard work. There were red and white stains in the creases of the nails, and a strong metallic smell of blood hit his nose.

"What do you want to do?"

It was the guide.

Shen Huo smiled, "Nothing, just saw the door open and wanted to help close it."

The guide stood in front of him and reached to close the door, but just as it was about to shut, he hesitated.

There was a flicker of struggle in his eyes.

Shen Huo noticed it.

Still, the guide finally closed the door.

The black door clicked shut easily, but the guide looked like it took everything he had to do it.

Veins popped out on his hand, looking grotesque beneath the skin.

The guide leaned against the door, breathing heavily.

Though the bride's face wasn't seen, from the guide's behavior it was clear he knew something and ultimately chose to keep silent.

The wedding banquet went on as usual.

The villagers at the banquet all wore smiles, but beneath the cheerful music and festive mood, there was a hint of sadness.

"Hehe!"

A few kids walked past Shen Huo, deliberately bumping into him and making faces.

After running into a corner, the kids kept whispering to each other.

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