My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

It was obvious that he blurted it out without thinking.

Li Zixuan and the others wanted to ask more questions, but Shen Liangjiao pulled them out.

Outside in the corridor, a group of livestreamers were chatting, making quite a racket. Shen Liangjiao pulled him to a quiet corner.

Li Zixuan frowned and followed him to the corner. He waited until the other person stopped before speaking: "What did you want to say to me?"

"I want to ask you, do you really understand ghost-catching and feng shui? Can you suppress evil spirits?"

Seeing his feigned ignorance, Shen Liangjiao grabbed his arm in annoyance: "Stop pretending. I heard everything you occasionally let slip during your conversation. You two are truly capable Taoist masters, aren't you?"

Now that he had been seen through, Li Zixuan felt there was no need to hide it anymore and nodded in acknowledgment of his identity.

"Chen Anshui and I have indeed studied related things, and we can suppress evil spirits, but only if it does not exceed our own capabilities, otherwise we are powerless."

Hearing this affirmative answer, Shen Liangjiao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him with delight: "That's perfect! Actually, our family has been looking for a truly skilled Taoist master recently, but unfortunately there are too many swindlers in this field, and it's difficult for my family to find someone with real expertise. Since you are one, then on behalf of the Shen family, I would like to ask you to help perform a ritual. I wonder if you would be willing?"

Li Zixuan keenly sensed that this matter might involve a lot more.

He continued to probe subtly: "Is it a ritual to exorcise evil spirits? Like the one Grandpa Shen mentioned earlier?"

"What my grandfather said... is actually a taboo in our family. No one dares to mention it normally, but it is indeed true."

Li Zixuan adopted a posture of listening attentively.

However, just as they were talking, Grandpa Shen's irritable voice suddenly came from inside the room.

"What are you doing out there? Come in! This old man is staying here today to explain things to you!"

Li Zixuan raised an eyebrow and returned to the house with Shen Liangjiao.

The old man inside the house has calmed down and is no longer as agitated and prone to anger as before.

What's wrong? Why did you suddenly calm down?
Chen Anshui sat to the side, and when his companion looked at him questioningly, he just shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

He had been sitting quietly here, but then the old man closed his eyes and said he wanted to rest. A few seconds later, he suddenly calmed down.

"I've thought about it carefully, and I realize my previous attitude was indeed too impulsive. Here's what we'll do: you all step in and keep those people in check, so they don't cause any major trouble. No matter what happens, I won't interfere or say anything reckless. In short, our ancestral hall must not be damaged, do you understand?"

Li Zixuan nodded, and Chen Anshui, who was next to him, also said that he would definitely keep an eye on it.

After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

This old man's temper is really unpredictable; it's quite strange.

However, a sudden change in temperament could be a sign of possession. Li Zixuan carefully examined the old man's aura but found no signs of possession.

In other words, the old man is in a normal state.

How can someone's temper change so quickly under normal circumstances? Is it really true that older people's emotions come and go quickly?
After receiving permission, Chen Anshui and Li Zixuan went out to find the group of livestreamers.

The group of livestreamers were gathered under the eaves, talking nervously in hushed tones.

They were talking about the deceased female anchor.

"That female streamer's name was 'Armored Deer,' she was quite famous online, and her fans all said she was a top student. When she died, there was a knife in her chest... it was really terrifying. But the knife seemed to be stuck in her heart, do you think it could have been done by a fan?" a male streamer asked curiously. The others all shook their heads, saying it was impossible.

Most of the people present were there to ride the wave of the live stream and gain attention; the others, who weren't streamers, were likely staff members. How could people like them easily show genuine affection to their colleagues?

Because they all know in their hearts that those in this line of work must never blindly trust the personas portrayed on screen; they are all fake.

"So who do you think killed her? Does anyone here know that 'Armored Moose'?" Chen Anshui approached with a smile and joined their conversation.

The others didn't say anything when they saw him coming. Since they were trapped here anyway, they could talk about whatever they wanted.

"Most people probably recognize her, but that woman is just too arrogant, like she's got her nose in the air. Everyone's pretending not to know her. In the end, it's all because of that 'boy who cried wolf' game we played last night. Otherwise, if everyone heard the screams, they would definitely have rushed in to check," one of the streamers said with a regretful expression.

The others nodded in agreement.

Chen Anshui noticed that these people had become more reserved in their conversations after he joined—it turned out that their apparent welcome of him earlier was all an act.

That's true; people in the media industry are all shrewd. These people probably realized that their words carried some weight here, so they didn't dare to speak carelessly.

"The dagger stuck in the female anchor's body looks quite unusual. Has any of you seen anyone among your colleagues carrying a similar knife?"

Everyone answered in unison: "We mostly brought filming equipment and props, how could we bring such strange things? Besides, such eye-catching objects would definitely attract everyone's attention if we took them out."

Chen Anshui rubbed his chin, frowned slightly, and observed the expressions of everyone present.

These people all seemed to have normal expressions.

But most of it is just an act.

Chen Anshui felt he had to find a way to get them to open up and tell the truth.

“If you didn’t kill anyone, you’d better tell the truth. That way you can clear your name. If you try to cover it up, and some evidence happens to match up, you’ll have nowhere to cry. I’m just giving you a friendly reminder. Don’t think that keeping quiet will keep you safe,” Chen Anshui advised earnestly.

Upon hearing this, the expressions on everyone's faces softened.

After a moment of silence, a male anchor wearing glasses raised his hand.

"Do you have anything to say?" Chen Anshui asked, frowning slightly.

“If this wasn’t a supernatural or evil spirit killing someone, then the murderer is hiding among us, and I do have a suspect.”

Oh? Someone has already provided a clue so quickly?
Chen Anshui raised an eyebrow slightly, signaling him to continue.

“I’ve seen ‘Armored Moose’ before, and I had an argument with him.” The bespectacled male anchor pointed to a man with a backpack next to him.

The man had no live-streaming equipment on him, so it was clear that he was just an ordinary person who came to join in the fun after hearing about the news online.

I'm not a streamer, I'm just here to watch the fun.

This label significantly reduced the suspicion surrounding him.

Li Zixuan asked him, "Did you really argue with 'Armored Moose'? Do you know each other? Why didn't you answer when I asked you before? Or are you trying to deliberately hide some clues?" (End of Chapter)