Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 29

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Seeing Wu Tong's nervousness ease, Shen Huo then shared his own experience with her.

He thought Wu Tong was easygoing and a good person. Especially since she almost told him everything she knew. Earlier, when Wu Tong twisted her ankle, she even borrowed the painting from the female ghost to fix her foot.

It should be trustworthy.

After telling Wu Tong the general situation, Wu Tong felt outraged and thought it was unfair to the female ghost.

"These people are way too much. She was genuinely trying to help their kids get out of the mountains, and they still looked at her with bias, talking about a girl like that. Are we girls really that bad? Why are we always treated like second-class compared to men?"

Wu Tong's words voiced what many girls felt.

This world always treated women and other vulnerable groups unfairly.

Yang Yiyi's intentions were good—she had a great dream of taking the kids from the mountains to see the outside world.

But reality slapped her hard.

She was stuck in quicksand, no one willing to help her, and even the students she wanted to take out of the mountains were influenced by their parents, choosing to ignore a living life fading away.

Yang Yiyi was pitiful and pure; how could she dare to teach in such a remote mountain area?

She originally had a good life and could have pursued her career like any normal girl, had a happy family.

Until she died, spending all her savings, only wanting to benefit the kids in the mountains.

Wu Tong wiped tears from her eyes, sniffling, "Yang Yiyi was a good teacher."

Shen Huo fully agreed with her.

Only girls had that softness to truly empathize, just like Wu Tong now.

The live viewers fell silent for a moment, then started typing in the chat.

[Yes, teachers are great gardeners. To decorate the beauty of the country, they're willing to burn themselves and light up others.]

[Aside from the scary supernatural stuff, I actually learned some feelings from this reality show and set a goal for myself—I want to be a teacher! To teach kids in the mountains.]

[Up there, teaching is good, but you should consider your safety. Don't be like Yang Yiyi...]

[I'm a guy, so I guess teaching in the mountains is okay for me.]

[Hey, Yang Yiyi was amazing. Huai Tree Village got buried by a landslide—maybe it's karma for those bad people in the village!]

Most viewers shared Wu Tong's empathy, feeling indignant for Yang Yiyi, even wishing they could dig out those cruel villagers and punish them.

"Yang Yiyi said her body was buried under the statue. When we get a chance, we'll smash that statue."

At this, Wu Tong hesitated, "But there's a monster on that statue—strong and fast. How do we lure it away and smash the statue precisely?"

Shen Huo said, "There will be a way."

A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, but now wasn't the time to say it. He had to test it first.

"Should we tell the directors about this?"

"Not yet. More people might make things worse. Besides, she told us this so vaguely because she doesn't want to expose herself openly."

Wu Tong nodded in agreement.

"But on the other hand, why does the guide worship the female ghost's embroidered shoes?"

She had been curious before. That square room looked like a coffin—definitely not normal.

Why would anyone build a coffin-like shrine inside a hotel to worship a person? It just seemed perverted.

"Maybe it's because he feels guilty."

The golden crow sank in the west, and those lantern-like things woke up with the night.

They hung from the ceiling, whining softly, but their eyes were fixed on the room's door, ready to hunt.

At that moment, a door quietly opened. The monsters glanced once, then pulled their eyes away, uninterested.

The person placed a porcelain bowl with raw rice and incense at the entrance of a nearby room.

He looked left and right, saw no one around, and then carefully closed the door.

After the door shut, a crack opened on the room diagonally opposite.

From that gap, they watched everything the person had just done.

After a while, there was movement on the ceiling.

A fleshy monkey jumped down from the ceiling. It stood upright like a human, and with a pinched voice, it said,

"Wu Tong, Wu Tong, I'm Shen Huo. I have urgent business to tell you. Hurry and open the door!"

The fleshy monkey knocked on the door repeatedly, the sound stark against the quiet hallway.

"Knock knock knock!"

The knocking continued, but the crack just now sealed shut tightly.

Shen Huo had locked the door from inside.

The girl standing next to him was Wu Tong.

Wu Tong's face was pale, and her lips trembled.

"Why? I have no grudge against her. Why would she want to hurt me?"

"No matter why, while I'm gone, don't open the door for anyone knocking. The door is the yin-yang line; as long as you don't go out, you're safe."

Hearing Shen Huo's words, Wu Tong's pale face regained a bit of color.

"Be careful going alone."

If her ankle hadn't been twisted, she could have helped Shen Huo, but now going would only be a burden.

So she stayed in the room; if anyone asked tomorrow, she could explain where Shen Huo had gone.

Shen Huo put away the embroidered shoe scroll and placed it with the scroll of the Emperor of Fengdu.

Neither noticed the scroll possessed by the female ghost Yang Yiyi carefully shifting her body, afraid to get close to the Emperor of Fengdu's portrait.

She felt a presence there, a power of faith.

That power made her cover herself with all her ghost energy, fearing she might accidentally get hurt by touching it.

After all, being hurt by a faith-bound shadow god was way scarier than being devoured by an evil spirit.

She grew more certain in her heart that Shen Huo was no ordinary person. His faith had been accepted by the underworld's shadow gods. Maybe Shen Huo could really help her.

A flicker of hope grew inside Yang Yiyi.

Shen Huo slung the scroll on his back and took a few flashlights from the director's team area.

Strangely, the director's team wasn't downstairs.

Though curious, Shen Huo had limited time and had to get up the mountain before dark; he couldn't waste time looking for them.

Unbeknownst to him, on the other side of a wall, the entire director's team had collapsed on the ground.

Shen Huo climbed out the window alone with his gear.

Watching Shen Huo disappear into the jungle, Wu Tong silently prayed.

Hoping everything would go well.

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