Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 26

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The two women's teaching journey was just starting, but they were already running into walls everywhere.

However, this was only the beginning—the real disaster was just about to start.

In Huai Tree Village, every September 9th, a sacrificial ceremony was held.

It just so happened that the two girls came at the right time, catching that exact moment.

One unlucky thing was that one of them became the bride chosen by the deity.

Zhou Meng was the deity's first chosen bride, but unfortunately, Zhou Meng had accidentally been involved with someone in the village, making her impure, so Yang Yiyi was chosen instead.

Because she stubbornly refused to comply, she was locked in a room until the day of her wedding.

These kids said they saw Teacher Zhou Meng, after being chosen, secretly meeting with the village's fool, and they happened to be caught by the villagers.

That's how the scene of Teacher Yang marrying the deity came about.

But Teacher Yang didn't want to; she told us that ghosts and gods were all lies, just people using the name of spirits to scam others.

Teacher Yang opposed it, but the village was full of feudal ideas, and when she tried to find the spirits by going up the mountain alone, the villagers caught her and brought her back.

She was locked in the woodshed and kept there until her wedding day, only then was she let out and sent to marry the deity.

Only Shen Huo knew that all the marriages to the deity were fake; the real deal was the sacrifice to an unspeakable thing.

She died.

The moment she was cruelly sacrificed to that unspeakable thing, she died.

She died with unresolved resentment and became a vengeful ghost.

And the reason Shen Huo appeared again in Huai Tree Village years ago must have been because of her.

Maybe her hatred was so strong that it caused the villagers of Huai Tree Village to keep resetting the time on her wedding day.

As for the people the kids talked about, if Shen Huo guessed right, they were also the ones Yang Yiyi sought help from.

But thinking about it now, they must have failed, which is why Yang Yiyi came to find him again.

But Yang Yiyi was a powerful vengeful ghost—one even the monsters on the ceiling feared—so why would she ask for help from powerless living people?

Unless there was something she, as a vengeful ghost, was afraid of.

But after spending so long in this illusion, Shen Huo hadn't found anything.

Just as Shen Huo was lost in thought,

The kids giggled and ran off.

"Boom!"

A deafening thunderclap sounded.

The white flash of lightning lit up half the sky.

A strong wind blew, and one of the double happiness characters on the door was blown away, revealing a white character underneath.

Shen Huo stepped forward and gently flipped it over, and it was the character for "funeral."

This perfectly matched that saying: sacrifice, sacrifice, villagers laugh, bride cries.

"Squeak—"

While Shen Huo was surprised, the black door behind him quietly opened, revealing a deep gap.

At that moment, Shen Huo felt a burning gaze from all directions fixated on him.

That gaze was like a leech, sucking into his marrow, making him feel nauseous.

Then Shen Huo realized that, somehow, all the surrounding sounds had vanished.

The villagers' eyes glanced sideways, staring at the half-open door.

Fear, terror.

Just like in the painting, they were scared—scared of what was behind the door.

The gap widened.

Shen Huo slowly moved closer.

Without a guide's interference, another woman appeared, clutching Shen Huo's arm tightly, her big black eyes—

"Brother Shen, don't be fooled by her. The bride inside is not human! She's a monster, don't go in!"

Shen Huo frowned slightly.

Because he didn't know this woman, but she knew his last name was Shen? Was that a coincidence?

And the seemingly fragile woman was actually this strong?

Who was she?

"Who are you?"

The woman showed a tearful, laughing expression, her eyes hurt.

"It's me. I'm Zhou Meng. It was clearly Yang Yiyi who framed me to make me impure! I was the one chosen to marry the deity! She's not the chosen one; in the end, she'll just become a man-eating monster!"

As she spoke, she slowly moved closer to Shen Huo.

Shen Huo took a step back.

Zhou Meng showed a hurt expression but made Shen Huo step back several more steps.

This woman in front of him was not normal; her face looked innocent, but her eyes were smiling—a weird, creepy smile.

"Brother Shen, why are you ignoring me? It's me! I'm Zhou Meng! Why are you hiding? Why are you hiding!!"

The villagers around stared at Shen Huo, showing the same creepy smiles.

Only then did Shen Huo feel that the surroundings started to go wrong.

A sense of danger hit him.

Shen Huo had to guard not only against the woman in front but also stay alert for the villagers behind him, tensing up fully.

Tick-tock!

A cold raindrop fell on Shen Huo's face.

It started to rain.

Zhou Meng, soaked by the rain, blinked and sweetly called Shen Huo's name, completely forgetting her previous crazy state.

The villagers repeated the lively scenes of what to do and whatnot.

It was like the invisible threat from before was just Shen Huo's illusion.

Creak, creak!

The gap behind grew wider, and suddenly a red silk ribbon coiled around Shen Huo's waist, pulling him inside the door.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut!

The noise outside stopped suddenly.

Shen Huo touched his freshly injured lower back and struggled to get up from the ground.

Red candles burned, and bright red lanterns hung high.

Not far ahead on a dressing table sat a person dressed in gorgeous silk robes, with a pair of red embroidered shoes that caught the eye.

Realizing the person in front was the one he was looking for, Shen Huo immediately stood up and walked toward the woman.

"Yang Yiyi?"

The woman turned around, dressed all in red, stunningly beautiful, her lively apricot-shaped eyes smiling at Shen Huo.

"Hello, Mr. Shen."

Shen Huo scrutinized her for a moment.

Yang Yiyi said, "Don't worry, it's really me. In my illusion, no one can imitate me! I came to ask you for a favor."

Even asking for a favor had to be done inside this secret realm—what exactly was Yang Yiyi afraid of?

"What do you want me to help with?"

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