Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 57

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Their clashing resentment instantly dropped the temperature around them, and a layer of frost spread across the ground.

Li Ge was jolted awake from the cold.

He saw You Li fighting another red, blurry ghostly figure and took the chance to quietly slip away.

He ran for his life. Probably the most exercise he'd had all year—and definitely the most pathetic he'd looked since becoming a manager.

As he sprinted toward home, he pulled out his phone and made a call.

The line connected.

At death's door, Li Ge shouted, "Master, save me! A ghost is trying to kill me!"

"Hm?"

On the other end, only the rustle of fabric could be heard for a moment. Then came a voice: "Go home. Hold the Buddha statue. Don't move."

When Li Ge saw his house, it felt like a divine blessing. He rushed in, scrambled up to the altar, and clutched the Buddha statue tightly in his arms.

Just then, a scorpion crawled out from inside the statue and stung him. His blood dripped onto the statue.

"Master, what do I do now? That ghost lady's come to take my life!"

In a private residence thousands of miles away, a man covered in strange tattoos heard the voice on the phone and opened a nearby container.

Inside, the spider had turned into a thin film. The moment he touched it, it crumbled to ash.

The man flew into a rage.

"Who broke my curse?!"

"What did you say, Master? Am I gonna die or not?!"

"With me here, what are you panicking for?"

Li Ge, on the other end, instantly relaxed when he heard how confident the master sounded.

"Then what should I do, Master?"

"Put your birth chart inside the Buddha statue. I'll start the ritual soon. Whoever broke my curse clearly knows what they're doing. Think it's that easy to mess with me? Dream on."

Li Ge rummaged through his drawers, found a pen, wrote down his name, and followed the master's instructions to place it inside the Buddha statue.

A beam of light surrounded him.

Only then did Li Ge finally relax.

He slumped to the floor, wiping the sweat from his forehead like crazy.

Back in the underground garage, after tying up You Li with spiritual restraints, Yang Yiyi realized Li Ge had already run off.

She had a bad feeling.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him!"

"Kill him?" Yang Yiyi scoffed. "If it weren't for you losing control, would he have gotten away? If Shen Huo gets dragged into this because of you, I will kill you."

Though both were vengeful ghosts, Yang Yiyi had the power to go toe-to-toe with an evil god—she was on a whole different level from You Li.

You Li might have been a ghost full of hatred, but she couldn't control her own resentment—it controlled her.

In that regard, Yang Yiyi had her beat by a mile.

You Li flinched and didn't say anything else.

Yang Yiyi headed to Li Ge's home and saw a dark, shadowy figure looming behind him.

She immediately ducked out of sight.

The moment You Li laid eyes on Li Ge again, her hatred flared and shattered her self-control. She broke free from Yang Yiyi's restraints and charged at him.

Yang Yiyi didn't have time to stop her—she could only watch as the massive black shadow caught You Li mid-charge.

She didn't move from where she stood outside the house. That thing... the dark energy coming off it—it had a faint trace of something terrifyingly familiar.

Something like... that evil god.

Her chest tightened.

Could that evil god have revived?

But the more she thought about it... the more something felt off.

The evil god had already been slain by that Lord. Escaping from someone like them was flat-out impossible—so this thing couldn't be that evil god.

Right then, the object in Li Ge's hands began to emit black smoke, and a strange smile crept up his face as he turned to stare straight at Yang Yiyi outside.

The moment she noticed, Yang Yiyi dodged in a flash.

The smiling Buddha statue didn't chase her. Instead, it reached out and grabbed the torn charm on Li Ge's chest.

From the broken charm, a thread unraveled—on it hung a tiny human figure.

The Buddha statue curled its lips into a grin and started chasing after the figure.

Meanwhile, the tattooed man sneered. "So it's just a rookie little pest? And you dared to mess with my stuff? You're asking for death."

He scraped his long fingernail across the ground, and a flame sparked from his fingertip, shooting straight toward the red thread.

Far away, Yang Yiyi's growing sense of dread hit its peak.

She rushed back, only to find the creepy thing that had been staring her down had vanished.

Peering in through the window, she saw Li Ge hugging a strange Buddha statue. Black mist was swirling around him—and within that mist, she caught a glimpse of Shen Huo's soul latched onto the little paper figure.

Her heart jumped.

She saw the evil Buddha chasing after the paper man.

Shen Huo was just a beginner. That cursed statue's power clearly outmatched his.

What now?

Yang Yiyi was panicking like an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing the evil Buddha getting closer and closer to the paper figure, she gritted her teeth and leapt into the black mist, chasing after the statue.

In the form of the little paper man, Shen Huo was slowly following the red thread back.

Before returning to his body, he took a look around.

Though it was dark, if you looked carefully, you could spot strange silhouettes.

Some were tiny, some tall and thin, some had twisted faces. They looked just like those creepy figures from the comic books he read as a kid.

Kind of cool, actually.

Once he'd had enough fun, Shen Huo got ready to head back.

Suddenly, everything around him felt like it caught fire—scorching hot. He turned around and saw a wall of flames rushing straight toward him.

Without hesitation, Shen Huo took off along the red thread.

A shrieking wind howled behind him, and something massive slammed into his body.

Pffft!

The impact was so strong that Shen Huo coughed up a mouthful of spiritual blood.

His two paper hands were visibly cracked—this body was about to break apart.

He scrambled up and looked behind him—and instantly felt his scalp explode with fear.

It was that same Buddha statue—huge belly, weirdly smiling mouth, and eyes full of fake compassion.

Shen Huo jumped up and bolted.

The evil Buddha moved fast. In a blink, it was right behind him.

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