Metaphysics Live Stream, Going Viral Across the Internet Ch. 69

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Yang Yiyi instantly got the memo.

Shen Huo coughed twice, then suddenly shouted, "Yikes! Wu Tong, get your gear—Bai Pengxuan's been possessed!"

Wu Tong was super sensitive to the word possessed. She immediately grabbed the nearby broom.

"Someone help! Pin him down—he's gone full evil spirit!"

Bai Pengxuan quickly tried to explain, "No, I'm not—I swear I didn't—"

But the next second, his eyes rolled up into his head, showing only the whites.

After last episode's ghost encounter, everyone except Bai Pengxuan and Li Jinxuan had already been scared out of their minds.

So when they saw Bai Pengxuan's eyes roll back like that, they jumped up in panic and pinned him to the ground.

"Quick! Get the chicken blood!" Wang Xian yelled from the crowd.

Who knew who answered him, but the next moment—

Before Bai Pengxuan could even finish defending himself, someone tossed a full basin of foul-smelling blood right in his face.

Just a moment ago, he'd looked like a cocky, pretty-boy campus heartthrob. Now, with that splatter of blood? He looked like some lowlife lurking in a back alley.

Pfft!

Someone in the crowd couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

"Mr. Shen, did the ghost leave Mr. Bai's body yet?" Wang Xian asked dumbly.

Shen Huo's smile faded. He suddenly noticed something off about Bai Pengxuan—he was just sitting there, head down, not even yelling.

This guy was known for being a clean freak, yet he just got drenched in blood and didn't say a word? Suspicious.

Until he saw—

Shen Huo frowned. "Wang Xian, where did you get that blood?"

Wang Xian let out a confused "huh?"—completely unaware that the people who had been holding down Bai Pengxuan just now were now pale-faced and backing away in horror.

Still clueless, he said, "I bought it from a vendor at the market. The guy said it was authentic rooster blood."

"Then take a look yourself."

Wang Xian turned his head—and almost passed out on the spot.

Bai Pengxuan's eyes were still rolled back, staring straight at him, with a twisted, creepy smile on his face.

"Ghost!!"

Wang Xian went pale as a sheet, a shriek ripping out of his throat.

The other guests were even more terrified, their faces draining of color as they scrambled to flee in a panic.

"Don't run! It's more dangerous if we get separated!"

But Shen Huo's voice was completely drowned out by everyone's screaming. Then he spotted a megaphone hanging from Wang Xian's waist, grabbed it, and cranked the volume to max.

"QUIET!"

The deafening roar from the speaker finally stopped everyone in their tracks. Seeing how calm Shen Huo looked, they all instinctively moved toward him.

In the crowd, Li Jinxuan stared at Bai Pengxuan, not the least bit scared. In fact, he looked downright thrilled.

Bai Pengxuan didn't attack anyone—instead, he started dancing.

He was a grown man, but his movements were unusually fluid and graceful. His eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked around, and there was no way that expression came from someone like Bai Pengxuan. Not a chance.

It was like... he'd become someone else. A woman.

"So tragic, so bitter, wind howling all around.
Blowing right through to my bones.
Pity me, my wife and children have no bones left to cling to..."

Hiding behind Shen Huo, Wang Xian said, "That's the voice! That's exactly the voice we heard earlier!"

In the livestream chat:

[No way—ghosts again?!]

[My poor Pengxuan! Why does it always have to be my Pengxuan who gets possessed? Why not that Shen Huo guy!]

[Please. Shen Huo clearly knows what he's doing. He probably did this on purpose to mess with Pengxuan! Ugh, I'm so mad!]

[Girl, do you have victim complex or something? Always thinking someone's out to get your man? If I were Shen Huo and saw y'all talking like this, I wouldn't save him either. Go save him yourself if you care so much!]

[Preach!]

Shen Huo kept his eyes on "Bai Pengxuan," who suddenly made a strange gesture.

Ma Xi, who'd acted in roles like this before, suddenly spoke up. "Wait—is he possessed by a famous opera performer?"

Everyone turned to look at her.

She'd been so quiet this whole time that Shen Huo had almost forgotten she was even here.

"Sister Ma Xi, you said a famous opera performer?"

"Yeah—those kinds of performers were super popular back in the Republic era. Oh! And those lines he sang just now? They're from Exploring Yin Mountain*."

(*《探阴山》 (Exploring Yin Mountain) is a classic Chinese opera piece involving spirits, underworld journeys, and ghostly vengeance.)

Shen Huo thought for a second, then slowly walked toward "Bai Pengxuan." Everyone held their breath, terrified he might get attacked.

But "Bai Pengxuan" bowed to him.

Shen Huo glanced at Yang Yiyi floating above. She gave him a reassuring nod.

Only then did Shen Huo clear his throat and speak. "Miss, may I ask your name? Do you have something you'd like to say?"

"Bai Pengxuan" gracefully sat down in mid-air. There was clearly no chair beneath him, but he sat so steadily that everyone watching the livestream gasped.

Nope. Not normal. Not even close to normal.

"Bai Pengxuan" spoke softly: "This humble lady is Bai Mudan. Greetings, Young Master Shen."

"Bai Mudan? Which opera troupe were you with?"

"Bai Mudan" shook her head gently. "Mudan's fate was bitter. I wasn't part of any opera troupe. That day, I followed my father to celebrate the birthday of Master Li from the famous Li family in town. Who would've thought... I was assaulted that very night and dumped into a well. I died full of grievances!"

As soon as she spoke of her death, blood started flowing from all seven orifices on her face—her death looked horribly tragic.

Someone in the crowd whispered, "But... where would we even find a well? Even if there was one, it's probably been filled in by now."

That one sentence shattered the calm sorrow on Bai Mudan's face. Her expression instantly darkened.

"No matter. This body is enough. I must go find my child."

Just as she began to walk away from the plaza, Shen Huo leaned forward and pulled out a coin strung with copper cash from his pocket. He swiftly tied it around "Bai Pengxuan's" ankle.

Then he made a sealing gesture, his voice resonant and commanding.

"By Wan Shun's form-breaking evil banishment—begone!"

As the chant echoed out, "Bai Pengxuan's" body began to convulse violently. The next moment, a white shadow was forcefully expelled from his body.

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