At the same time, I traveled through time and space, I dominated the heavens and the worlds

Just as the live chat was flooded with mockery of Sean for hiring an unprofessional actor, Sean gave an embarrassed smile: "Is it possible that I didn't hire any actors at all...?"

The viewers in the live stream didn't believe Sean at all and kept mocking his poor acting skills.

Just then, a calm voice came from behind Sean: "Flip the camera and let them see what you look like now, and they'll believe you."

Sean's mind went blank for a moment, and he actually clicked to flip the camera, pointing the phone's camera at himself.

The moment the camera focused on Sean, the chat in the live stream suddenly went silent.

Sean was dumbfounded.

No, it should be said that Sean was so terrified that his mind went blank, and he didn't know how to react, so he just stood there dumbfounded.

On the phone screen, Sean's eyes were wide and his face was deathly pale, while a woman with cascading black hair and ashen skin was riding on his shoulders.

Bright red blood dripped down his dark hair, onto Sean's forehead, and slid down his cheeks.

As the blood was about to drip onto the camera lens, the viewers snapped out of their daze and flooded the screen with comments.

[My God, what is this? This is terrifying! Sean, I take back what I said when I was mocking you. You really went all out this time! This is truly frightening!]

[God, I almost fainted just now! Sean, could you please give me a heads-up next time you want to do something this scary? I'm easily scared, and I can't handle that kind of shock!]

[Sean, that was a really clever trick. I admire you. The actress was riding on your shoulders and you managed to act like it wasn't a problem at all. Sean, I think you could be an actor!]

Sean looked at the fans' teasing comments on the screen, and belatedly came to his senses. His face turned pale and then red. He screamed in terror and jumped up and down, patting the vengeful spirit on his shoulder.

Sean had already lost his composure. He screamed in terror, "What is that thing? Get it off me! Oh my god, help! There really is a ghost!"

Lin Bei and Constantine stood behind Sean, calmly watching the comical scene of Sean panicking and patting his shoulder repeatedly.

As for the vengeful spirit on his shoulder, it was just an insignificant member of this haunted house.

She dared to show herself and scare Sean only because she wanted to take a trace of the living person's aura from Sean to increase her power.

Viewers in the live stream saw Sean's current state through other camera angles. They saw him carrying the "female ghost" and spinning around in place, patting the "female ghost" on his shoulder, and couldn't help but send out mocking comments.

But soon, one comment caught everyone's attention.

[This isn't right, didn't you guys see it? Sean's hand went straight through the actress on his shoulder, and judging from Sean's posture, it didn't look like he was carrying anyone at all. He wasn't affected at all when he moved around. Could it be...]

[I get it. Sean must have used a projection device, that's why his hand could pierce through the person's shoulder. Otherwise, it couldn't really be a ghost, right?]

Haha, anyway, I don't believe in ghosts. If ghosts really existed, I'd run naked in the streets for three days straight.

Just as the comments section was filled with heated debate, Lin Bei saw that Sean was so frightened that he could barely breathe, so he gestured to Constantine with his chin and said, "Go, at least leave him alive and ask if he needs our help."

Constantine stretched his arms and walked impatiently toward Sean: "This guy is so stingy, why bother saving him? If you ask me, we should just let him be killed by the vengeful spirits. Let's hurry to the city, I miss champagne and the beauty."

Lin Bei replied calmly, "You don't understand. This guy named Sean is a live streamer. He's not short of money. With you squandering like this, we don't have much money left. It's time to earn some."

Constantine's face stiffened, and he thought to himself, "That's really true."

He used to buy luxury cars and spend lavishly at casinos, buying alcohol and chasing women; he basically spent all his money by himself.

Constantine rubbed his neck, smacked his lips impatiently, strode over to Sean, reached out and grabbed Sean by the back of his collar, lifted him up, took a drag of his cigarette, and blew a puff of white smoke into the vengeful spirit on Sean's shoulder.

The moment the white smoke touched the vengeful spirit, the spirit suddenly raised its head and glared angrily at Constantine, then let out a piercing scream and turned into gray smoke, dissipating on the spot.

Constantine, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, tossed Sean aside. He watched Sean tumbling helplessly on the ground, a smile playing on his lips. "Hey, big streamer, do you still think we set this trap for you? Do you want to continue exploring, or get lost now? Or, a third option, pay up to avoid trouble and have the mark of resentment on your body erased."

Sean shakily got up, gripping the selfie stick tightly, and looked at Constantine and Lin Bei with fear and unease: "What was that just now? Was that really not a prank? Give me an explanation, and I'll consider whether to believe you."

Constantine, seeing him so terrified yet still stubbornly refusing to admit it, couldn't help but laugh in exasperation: "Hey, do you know you're not far from death in your current state? Fine, fine, since you want to explain, then this is your explanation."

After saying that, Constantine exhaled a puff of smoke into the air.

The white smoke spread outwards, and Sean looked blankly at the place where the smoke had passed, then almost fainted from fright.

For no other reason than that wherever the white smoke passed, semi-transparent figures appeared, all of them hovering in mid-air, heads down, looking at Sean with hungry eyes.

Sean was so shocked that he fell to the ground. He held up his phone and asked hoarsely, "Viewers in the live stream, now you can finally see the vengeful spirits clearly, right? Look, look, so many vengeful spirits, and they're all staring at me! God, I feel like I'm about to faint!"

The comments section was flooded with all sorts of things being said.

[I already told you! This house is haunted! Sean, you need to leave now! I used tarot to tell you that if you don't leave tonight, you'll die here! When I asked you about your path to survival, I drew the Death card upright!]

This is terrifying! There really are vengeful spirits in the world! My God, there are ghosts and spirits in this world! I'm going to believe in God from now on; God will surely protect us!

[No, no, I suspect this is just another act by Sean trying to fool us viewers. Have you forgotten? Sean did a live-streamed murder before, and wasn't that also just a performance?]

The question is, do holographic projections this realistically exist now? I feel like this is real. Damn, so vengeful spirits really do exist in this world!

Just as the comments section was buzzing with heated arguments, the white smoke in the air gradually dissipated.

Constantine strode up to the sweating Sean, kicked him, and lazily asked, "So what are you planning to do now? Answer me! If you want us to save you, you'd better think carefully about the reward. Like I said, is money more important, or your life?"

Sean gasped for breath, then suddenly looked up at Constantine and stammered, "I...I...save me! Please save me! How much money do you want? I...I'll give it to you, as long as you can save me!"

Even in his utter terror, Sean had figured it out: the money he'd earned from this livestream would exceed his current savings. And whatever happened inside the house, these two people who had suddenly appeared seemed quite capable; if he hired them to protect him, it would become a talking point on his livestream.

Sean was a responsible anchor; he knew that relying solely on scare tactics wouldn't sustain the show's popularity for more than one night.

We must create new topics.

Sean was genuinely startled, but once he recovered from the shock, he immediately realized he could create a new hot topic.

If everything in the house were attributed to these two people, and they portrayed themselves as victims, the live stream's popularity would definitely reach a new level.

Whether he actually believed in ghosts at the end of the live stream was not something he considered.

By this time, Sean was already suspicious and dared not gamble. He decided to treat the two men as tools for the time being. If he really encountered danger, they would save him for the sake of money.

Constantine was unaware that Sean had already plotted against him and Lin Bei. Constantine stroked his chin and pondered, "The reward? Simple, hand over all your savings. Compared to Li's life, that's not unreasonable, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Sean gradually quieted down.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that just as he expected, the two men wanted all his savings.

It seems these two people did some research on him and roughly guessed how much savings he had before saying that.

Sean thought about it more and more and it made perfect sense; he had long since put the terrifying experience he had just had behind him.

He inwardly scorned the two men, then got up from the ground, shook hands with Constantine with a stern face; "Fine, as you say, make sure you protect me tonight. I'll transfer the money to you as soon as it's light. But let me make this clear beforehand, I'm just a small-time streamer, I don't have much savings, only... 60,000 in total."

Constantine raised an eyebrow and squeezed Sean's hand back: "Give me whatever you can. This is the price you pay for saving your own life. Alright, come with us later. If you want to continue your live stream, then continue. Leave the vengeful spirits in this haunted house to the two of us."

Lin Bei watched this scene with his arms crossed, smiled faintly, said nothing, and turned to walk to the next room.

Seeing this, Constantine knew that this was Lin Bei's intention to take on the job, so he picked up and followed, urging Sean, "Don't just stand there, hurry up and catch up. By the way, my name is Constantine, and this is Lin Bei. Let me make it clear to you first, Lin Bei is more capable than me. If anything really happens, you must listen to whatever Lin Bei tells you to do."

Sean glanced discreetly at Lin Bei walking ahead and nodded silently.

At this moment, the live stream room exploded again, and the popularity soared to the top of the website.

[What?! Such an obvious scam, and Sean actually agreed? That's 60,000 yuan, just given away like that?!]

[Hey bro, I don't think Sean's that stupid. It's just 60,000 yuan. After tonight's livestream, Sean's earnings will probably reach 600,000. I think those two are a bit dim-witted; they probably don't understand the livestreaming market. Otherwise, they would have just asked for Sean's earnings tonight.]

[You're all just watching the show, nobody cares whether Sean lives or dies? I see something different in these two. Sean is truly in grave danger, and only they can save him.]

[Hey you, did you play with pendulums or tarot cards again? You're always spouting nonsense. These two obviously fake con artists are really good at fooling people like you. I think Sean agreed because he'd already seen through their prank, but he had to agree to protect himself. Anyway, let's see how it goes; maybe something even more absurd will happen later.]

The comments section was buzzing with noise, but Sean watched silently without saying a word, and just followed Lin Bei up to the third floor.

The third floor is the attic of the wooden house. The attic is quite large, with a ceiling height of more than two meters, and it is piled with a lot of miscellaneous items.

The clutter was covered with a thick cloth, which was covered in dust. In the corner was something that looked like a full-length mirror.

Lin Bei walked to the center of the attic with his hands behind his back and stopped. Constantine and Sean also stopped.

Constantine lowered his head and silently smoked, saying nothing. Sean looked around but saw nothing, and became somewhat flustered: "There's nothing here, is there? I came up here during the day, and there really is nothing."

Lin Bei suddenly laughed: "You think there isn't one? It's so crowded here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind swept past the three of them, stirring up a cloud of dust and blowing open the cloth covering the full-length mirror in the corner.

Sean was startled and hid behind Constantine, then subconsciously looked at the full-length mirror.

The full-length mirror is eerie. The frame is made of mahogany, and many baby faces are carved on the mahogany. Each face has a different expression, but without exception, they all give people an eerie feeling.

That's not all. The main thing is that after Sean looked in the mirror, he gasped and hurriedly and shakily raised his phone to face the mirror.

The full-length mirror reflected the three of them, but it didn't just reflect the three of them.

Around them stood countless translucent gray-black figures.

The gray-black figures surrounded them, almost filling the entire attic.

Moreover, all the gray-black figures were facing the three of them, their scarlet eyes fixed on them, as if they were about to pounce and devour them.

Sean was startled. He looked in the mirror and then around him, only to find that there was nothing around him, but the mirror was full of people's reflections.

The live stream audience was also stunned by this bizarre sight.

[What is that? Was that mirror pre-arranged, or did it contain a projection device?]

[Can you please stop bringing up projectors for everything? Look at all that dust. If it were really set up beforehand, there would definitely be footprints in the dust. And when I watched Sean's live stream during the day, he came here to set up the cameras, and the ground was clearly dust-free.]

So what does this mean? These... are all vengeful spirits? God, this is terrifying!

Sean couldn't tell whether it was real or fake at that moment.

He looked at Constantine with concern and saw him silently smoking.

Sean looked in the mirror again and noticed that wherever the white smoke went, the gray-black figures seemed to dislike it, all crowding to the side to make way. (End of Chapter)