Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 66

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Of course, there were also CP fans screaming with joy.

His popularity spiked to first place instantly, even pushing Shen Huo's camera to a lower position.

The fans of Bai Pengxuan were extremely aggressive, and most of them were young girls. Instead of guiding them properly, he actually used their hostility as a weapon to attack others.

When they started hurling insults at Shen Huo in the livestream chat—

Many people who clicked in frowned at the barrage of vulgar, curse-filled comments flooding the screen.

But Bai Pengxuan's fans didn't care at all.

As soon as they saw the guy in the hat bump into their idol, it lit a fuse. They instantly stormed into the hat guy's livestream and turned the whole place into a toxic mess.

The chat was just filled with insults.

Meanwhile, the owner of the livestream was slowly walking toward someone near the base of a building.

Shen Huo stood at the foot of the eerie building, staring up at it, when he felt someone standing beside him. The stare was so intense, he couldn't help but turn his head.

It was Li Jinxuan.

Li Jinxuan looked super shy, couldn't even make eye contact with him.

Shen Huo frowned a little—what exactly did this guy want?

Li Jinxuan spoke quietly, "Hi, Huo-bao, I'm a fan of yours. R-Really happy to meet you!"

Shen Huo froze for a second—he honestly didn't expect to have a rich second-gen fan.

For a moment, he didn't quite know how to respond.

"...Hey."

"Huo-bao, can you give me an autograph...?"

Li Jinxuan pulled out a pen, eyes full of anticipation as he looked up at Shen Huo—then quickly looked away again.

This was Shen Huo's first time seeing a fan chase him all the way to the set. He couldn't help but think: wow, being rich must be nice.

He took the pen from Li Jinxuan.

Li Jinxuan quickly tugged at the white shirt he was wearing underneath and pointed at a spot on it. "Just sign it right here! Huo-bao, I—I like you so much. That move you did when you fought the evil god was so cool!"

Shen Huo's lips twitched. He thought that part was him getting beat up by the evil god—not cool at all, honestly pretty pathetic.

Tch! Fake fan!

Still, even if he didn't think he was all that cool, a fan asking for an autograph? Of course he had to sign it!

"Thanks for the support!"

Li Jinxuan looked thrilled, holding the shirt like it was some kind of treasure. From the look of it, he probably planned to worship that thing.

Since the guy was a fan, Shen Huo figured he might as well try to convince him to head back.

"You're still in school, right?"

"Just started college this year."

"If you're a student, you should be back in school. It's not even summer break yet—how are you gonna catch up if you keep skipping classes?"

Li Jinxuan shyly replied, "I—I wanna be an actor, so studying or not studying is kinda the same thing."

Shen Huo waved the Zhou Yi book in front of him. "Who says actors don't need to study? You really should go back and hit the books. There'll be plenty of chances in the future. And if something dangerous happens here..."

Li Jinxuan immediately cut him off and said, "Huo-bao, the main reason I came is to see you, and also to check out the spooky building. Is it really as creepy as the rumors say?"

Shen Huo frowned.

Yeah, there was no convincing this guy to go back.

Shen Huo didn't say much. People who wouldn't listen usually only learned to back off when something actually happened.

So he didn't try to talk him out of it again.

He just looked up at the eerie building—and that's when he noticed someone inside.

But in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

Before he could even think it through, he felt the Celestial Seal in his pocket start to jump even more wildly.

He gently soothed it for a while until the little thing finally calmed down.

Right then, Yang Yiyi appeared in front of Shen Huo, dressed in red. She was invisible—only Shen Huo could see her; no one else could.

Yang Yiyi said, "It feels really heavy in there. There are tons of ghosts wailing inside. The resentment is intense. This won't be easy."

Shen Huo glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him.

He quietly asked, "What did you sense?"

Yang Yiyi replied, "An overwhelming amount of dark energy, surging straight into the sky. Resentment, hatred, unwillingness—it's all tangled together like a mess, like everything's being bound here by some force."

"What do you mean?"

"This place was exiled by the gods of death. It's a ghost domain—outside the bounds of the spirit-reaping system."

"So... the people who die here can't reincarnate?"

Yang Yiyi nodded. "Everyone here committed suicide. They can't be reincarnated. They're trapped as earthbound spirits, their souls imprisoned here."

Shen Huo was about to say something when he saw Bai Pengxuan walking over, so he kept quiet.

"Here, water for you," Bai Pengxuan said.

Shen Huo stepped aside. "Thanks, but I'm good—I'm not thirsty right now."

He walked around Bai Pengxuan and went over to Wang Xian, flipping through some materials on the haunted building.

A flicker of anger flashed in Bai Pengxuan's eyes.

No one noticed the sudden change in the sky.

A gust of wind blew through, and the entire haunted building was filled with ghostly wails.

High above the building, a woman in white with long hair stood watching the people below, softly humming a sorrowful, haunting tune.

[Terrace of Yearning for Home, where unjust souls go.
Those who died wrongly, their spirits wear chains.
So tragic, so cold, wind swirling all around.
It chills me to the bone.
Pity my wife and child—no bones left to lean on...]

The cold wind pierced to the bone, ghostly cries echoing through the air.

Ever since seeing that shadowy figure earlier, Shen Huo kept glancing up at the building.

It stood empty and hollow, pitch-black, and under the glow of the setting sun, it looked especially sinister.

It resembled a massive burrow—its surface covered in densely packed holes.

Inside those holes was nothing but darkness, like countless cold, staring eyes locked right onto Shen Huo.

The next second, long-necked things reached out from the holes. Their necks looked like they'd been forcibly stretched, faces smashed flat by some intense force, facial features ground down and stuck tightly to their heads. All of them wore expressions of agony.

[Help us.]

"Shen Huo!"

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