Chapter 149

"Red, light, green, light."

The soft voice fell lightly, Xiao Ke turned around, and the stone carvings in the house were as majestic as before. They hadn't moved before, and they weren't moving now.

'Fast forward to the haunting'

'Hurry up and let the staff dressed as ghosts come out, this is too boring now...'

Tang Xin walked slowly on the empty street. A few discordant bullet comments flashed across the livestream room and were quickly deleted by the room manager—the room manager himself was sitting in the RV right now.

Several streamers had now entered the town. Park Changfan sat at his desk, looking at the computer screen in front of him, thinking about a question:

Who exactly was the user with the ID 【Po Guan】 who gave a hint in A-Zhen and A-Qiang's livestream room back then, telling them to run quickly?

This accident livestream resulted in a death. After the police arrived, they investigated the scene, examined A-Zhen's corpse and A-Qiang's mental state, sealed the air-raid shelter, and even used public power to visit the databases of several major navigation software on the market, called up satellites, and screened all vehicles near Zanjü Town on the day of the incident...

With such an investigation intensity, not a single piece of information about this person 'Po Guan' was released, even though his remarks in the livestream room were so suspicious.

Was it that they couldn't find it? Or didn't want to find it? Or perhaps... didn't dare to find it?

Park Changfan pondered. He saw a stone statue with blurred features appear in Xiao Ke's livestream room, which seemed to be a semi-finished product with just an outline carved. The sarcastic bullet comment 'Fast forward to the haunting' quickly swept across the stone man's face.

Obviously, many viewers were curious about this urban legend filled with an eerie atmosphere, but they didn't think there was any supernatural phenomenon. They watched the streamer explore, hoping more to see the past suspicious case get a 'Close to Science'-style reasonable explanation.

But Park Changfan felt that things shouldn't be that simple.

Earlier today, Daoist Priest Duan Geng had just told him that there was ghost energy north of the Emerald Urn, and Zanjü Town was the source of this ghost energy.

Daoist Priest Duan was a master invited by Manager Pang Xuesong at a great cost. Park Changfan didn't like these rich people, feeling that the conscience of capitalists was greatly corrupted, but dislike was dislike; he felt that the morality of rich people might be corrupt, but their IQ was definitely not low, and they wouldn't spend money unjustly.

Manager Pang was willing to spend so much money to invite someone over, so Daoist Priest Duan must have real skills. Since the Daoist priest said there was ghost energy in Zanjü Town, then there was likely something unclean in this town.

Park Changfan glanced at Xia Chong's livestream room. He didn't see the long white legs he wanted to see because Xia Chong was filming the four-faced Buddha in the center of the town.

Looking at that blurred outline of facial features, Xia Chong should have been driven around the town by logistics and entered the town from the mountain behind the north side.

"Better call the Daoist priest..." Park Changfan looked at the streamers on the screen who wanted traffic but didn't want their lives, feeling that if they continued like this, something would happen sooner or later, so he took out his phone, opened his contacts, and planned to call Duan Geng to ask.

At this moment, a pop-up window suddenly jumped out on the phone screen; it was the video software requesting permission to access the local contacts.

Park Changfan was a person who was afraid of trouble and didn't like giving these rogue software extra permissions, but now he was quick with his hands and accidentally pressed 'Agree'. Just as he was planning to enter the settings page to revoke the permission, the video software suddenly popped up a new window:

'Found contact friends, your friends around you are using XX, hurry up and take a look!'

Below the notification was a list of recommended accounts. The one using an ID photo as an avatar seemed to be Manager Pang, the one using Qinglian Sword Song Li Bai as an avatar was his younger brother Park Changsheng, and there was another person using a default avatar who didn't know who it was... No, he knew.

The contact friends pushed by the software had all kinds of avatars, either travel selfies, game characters, or two-dimensional beautiful girls, but only one default pigeon avatar, which looked particularly eye-catching among the bright colors. Behind the pigeon avatar was the user ID, only two short characters: 'Po Guan'

"WTF." Park Changfan's eyes widened instantly, and he felt a bit confused for a moment.

Po Guan? Which Po Guan? Is it the Po Guan I'm thinking of? Why would Po Guan be in my contacts? What does this ID mean?

Park Changfan hurriedly checked the personal profiles of the friends recommended by the video software one by one, matching them with the contacts in his address book one by one. After a round of elimination, only the last number remained unmatched.

Daoist Priest Duan Geng's number.

Clicking into user 'Po Guan's' personal homepage, he didn't lock the follow list. Inside were all female streamers who were showing skin. Among them, a few streamers whose photos were particularly well-edited made Park Changfan feel particularly familiar—this afternoon, Daoist Priest Duan Geng had shown him his phone, and the Daoist priest's follow list was also all female Bodhisattvas showing skin.

It was just that Park Changfan at that time was blinded by breasts and didn't notice the Daoist priest's avatar, user ID, and such trivial information.

It wasn't until now, after accidentally touching the software permission and getting the contact friends pushed by the system, that he accidentally noticed this unusual fact.

Park Changfan put down his phone and looked blankly at the 5 livestream rooms on the computer screen: "Daoist Priest Duan Geng is the 'Po Guan' from back then?"

The person who tipped the rocket to A-Qiang's livestream room back then and left a message telling them to run away was Daoist Priest Duan Geng? Did he know about the eeriness of Zanjü Town long ago?

A terrifying chill struck from behind, crawling up the back of his head along his stiff muscles. Looking at the phone in his palm and the computer screen in front of him, an indescribable, eerie feeling quietly surged into his heart.

He had just heard the Daoist priest talk about Zanjü Town in the afternoon, and when he got home, he was pushed to the 'Super Thriller Livestream' room. Just as he was about to call the Daoist priest, he accidentally touched the software pop-up window and was pushed the 'Po Guan' friend, and by mistake, he learned of the secret relationship between the Daoist priest and the accident back then.

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Pushing can be explained by big data, and accidentally touching the phone screen is not a rare thing. The Daoist priest's phone number does exist in his contacts, and being recommended contact friends by software is also a normal process. Everything is so normal, reasonable, and there is no anti-logic or anti-intuitive place.

The development of the story is so natural, so natural that Park Changfan feels a chill down his back.

It is as if a big hand named 'Fate' has quietly woven today's smooth plot development on the loom, layer by layer, interlocking, and the fragile and clever logic is connected together very naturally, guiding him to slowly approach some unspeakable eeriness without knowing why.

Park Changfan lowered his head and glanced at the phone in his palm. Daoist Priest Duan Geng's phone number lay quietly in his contacts.

Looking up, Xia Chong, with a hot figure, held a selfie stick and a high-intensity flashlight in one hand and a black cat in the other, walking alone on the street that had already darkened.

The black cat was not pure black; the ends of its 4 paws were white, as if wearing 4 small white gloves. This kind of black cat with this coat color is called 'Treading Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms' by those in the know.

Folk legend says that black cats are psychic and can see things that ordinary people cannot see. The spiritual energy of black cats with special coat colors is even stronger. 'Black Clouds Covering Snow' and 'Treading Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms' are famous psychic cats.

Looking at the 'Treading Snow and Seeking Plum Blossoms' held in Xia Chong's arms, for some reason, Park Changfan lost the courage to call Daoist Priest Duan.

(End of chapter)