Online Fortune Telling: Your Son Has Another Dad-Chapter 208 - 206: There’s a Ghost!

"Friends, I, Old Zhao, can assure you, this is definitely not some prop."

"The five of us aren’t acting at all!"

"Right now, I’m taking Ma and Xiaoqing to see what’s really going on!"

Zhao Jinde was assuring the viewers in the live stream while signaling Ma and Song Qing with his eyes to keep moving forward.

"Junior brother, should we follow them?"

Yang Qingshu felt a chill creeping up his back.

After all, in this deserted village, a sudden gust of paper money ashes would give anyone the creeps, even if they didn’t believe in ghosts.

"Let’s go take a look!"

Lu Heng was also curious if this was a trick by Zhao Jinde and the others or something else entirely.

And so, the group of five resumed their exploration.

The more they walked toward the center of the village, the more paper ash there was.

It felt as though someone was burning paper there. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

But clearly, Li Family Village had been abandoned for twenty years; who could possibly be around?

Everyone advanced cautiously, laden with doubt.

"Hey? Someone burnt paper here!"

As they walked, Ma suddenly exclaimed.

The others heard him and immediately looked in the direction Ma was pointing.

Sure enough, on a vacant plot to the right, there were charred marks.

Ma was quite daring.

He walked to the burned paper spot alone, touched the ground, then softly said, "The ground is still warm here, must’ve been burned not long ago."

"Could someone still be living here?"

"Weren’t they saying it’s been abandoned for a long time?"

Zhao Jinde frowned in confusion.

"Who knows?"

"Anyway, the internet says over twenty years ago, villagers suddenly disappeared, and the whole village became deserted."

"What exactly happened, nobody knows for sure."

Yang Qingshu shook his head.

Lu Heng, on the other hand, glanced around, a flicker of amusement in his eyes.

"I think there’s something strange here!"

Song Qing said with a serious face.

"Do you hear... seems like there’s something else?"

At that moment, Lu Heng suddenly spoke up.

The other four exchanged looks, confusion apparent on their faces.

Was there something?

Why hadn’t they heard anything?

Just as Zhao Jinde was about to ask Lu Heng what he heard, a woman’s crying suddenly reached everyone’s ears.

"I died so miserably... sob sob sob..."

The mournful and resentful weeping sounded especially eerie in the dark, silent night.

Zhao Jinde felt his scalp tingle, and a chill run down his back.

"You all... heard that, right?"

He asked in a trembling voice.

"Brother Zhao, what... what’s going on here?"

Song Qing asked, terrified, her voice shaking.

"I... I don’t know either!"

Zhao Jinde was completely dumbfounded.

In all his years of live streaming, it was his first time encountering such a situation.

"Sob sob sob... I died so miserably..."

At this point, the crying sounded again.

"This... this is..."

Zhao Jinde looked in the direction of the crying and instantly opened his eyes wide.

There was a white figure hanging on a tree branch, and in the moonlight, it seemed to be a pale woman’s face.

"Ghost... ghost!"

Zhao Jinde was so scared he nearly lost his soul and dashed away in a flash.

Song Qing was so frightened her face was bloodless, and she trembled all over.

Although she wanted to run, her legs were too weak to muster any strength.

Ma wasn’t easily scared; he kept a sliver of calm in this eerie situation.

He quickly raised his bright flashlight and aimed it at the white figure.

Simultaneously, the white shadow also swiftly floated down from the tree.

The woman’s grim white face, with its eerie smile, got closer and closer...

"Ah!"

Ma screamed and turned to run.

"Junior brother, run!"

Yang Qingshu grabbed Lu Heng and Song Qing, and despite his weight of nearly two hundred pounds, he mustered unprecedented strength and caught up to Ma in just a few steps.

In the live stream, chaos erupted.

"Crap! Scared the hell out of me, there really is a ghost!"

"That white figure just now was truly terrifying!"

"Haha, this? Do you all have no guts at all? Anyway, I’m off to change my pants."

"What’s up, bro? Did you wet yourself?"

"How can there be ghosts? Surely these streamers set it up, hiring someone to play a ghost!"

"Guys, don’t be scared; there are no ghosts in this world! If there is a ghost, it’s got to be someone pretending!"

"Doesn’t seem like it! Commander Yang’s reaction was too real!"

"Looking at his ghostly pale face, it’s unlikely to be faked."

"Commander Yang? Commander Yang? Go and film the ghost, do you want to be famous or not?"

"If it’s not someone pretending, the streamer should dare to film the ghost."

"Getting scared to death, who’s got the courage to film a ghost?"

While fans were discussing, Yang Qingshu had dragged Lu Heng and Song Qing several hundred meters away.

Only when he noticed nothing unusual behind did he let go, panting heavily.

He felt like his lungs were on fire, it was excruciating.

"Did you see it clearly just now?"

"Was it really a female ghost?"

After catching his breath for a moment, he finally asked.

"Not sure!"

"I hadn’t finished looking when you dragged me away."

Lu Heng shook his head.

"It really seemed like a female ghost!"

"When it floated down from the tree, that smile on its face was terrifying; just looking at it was frightening!"

Song Qing covered her chest, speaking with lingering fear.

"Holy crap! Could there really be ghosts in this world?"

It was the first time Yang Qingshu doubted the reality of this world.

"Why don’t we go back and take another look?"

Lu Heng suggested.

As soon as he said this, Yang Qingshu and Song Qing both looked at him with complex expressions, as if looking at a fool.

"Okay, forget I said anything!"

Lu Heng shrugged, smiling wryly.

"Brother Yang, what should we do now?"

Song Qing wiped the sweat from her face and asked softly.

"Let’s leave here first and come back at dawn to find Zhao and Ma."

Yang Qingshu thought for a moment before replying solemnly.

He couldn’t be sure if that female ghost was real or fake, so to ensure their safety, it was best to leave quickly.

Lu Heng immediately nodded in agreement.

Song Qing hesitated for a while before slowly nodding.

...

On the other side, Zhao Jinde had no idea how far he had run.

It wasn’t until his lungs felt like they were on fire that he stopped.

"Damn it, what bad luck!"

He looked at his empty right hand, he had no idea where his phone flew off to in his desperate escape.

"Huff... huff..."

As he gasped for air, he observed the surroundings.

To his dismay, he found himself in a graveyard.

Under the moonlight, the assorted-length tombstones appeared especially terrifying, making his already pale face even more ghostly.

"Uncles, aunts, grandparents, I meant no disrespect!"

"I hope you noble elders won’t take offense..."