Chapter 165: Chapter 163: Doctor Wen Goes Live

[I second the comment above. If Doctor Wen doesn’t pull a big move today, I’ll livestream myself eating shit!]

[Hey, to the person above, I remember you! You said you’d livestream eating shit last time, too. When’s it happening? Can you give us a time and a link or what?]

[Stop arguing! I just remembered—today’s the Zhongyuan Festival! Oh my god! Doctor Wen is so hardcore!]

[What’s the big deal about the Zhongyuan Festival? It’s just the Ghost Festival, right? Don’t tell me you actually think there are ghosts in this world. Ridiculous!]

[To the newbie above, you have to keep watching! Your entire worldview is about to get rocked, but don’t worry, you’re not alone! We’ll all go through it with you!]

[So does that mean we’ll get to see... ghosts today? Suddenly, I’m kinda excited!]

"Master, I’m back!" Little White’s voice came through the livestream. Hearing such a pleasant voice, everyone thought it must be a cute kid.

But to their surprise, what appeared on camera was a fluffy little white ball?

[Wait! Were my ears just ringing?]

[If my ears aren’t playing tricks on me, did a voice just say, "Master, I’m back"? And then this little thing shows up?]

[So, putting two and two together, does that mean the voice came from this little thing?]

[What do you mean, "little thing"?! You guys need to get your eyes checked, that’s a fox! I can’t believe Doctor Wen is keeping a fox! It’s so cute!]

[Mhm, I totally agree with the comment above. It’s a super cute, talking fox.]

[A talking... fox? Is the world going crazy?]

[I used to think so too, but then I realized the world is still pretty normal. It’s just that the world inside Doctor Wen’s stream is a little... profoundly mysterious~]

[Could it be that the world we see in Doctor Wen’s stream is the realest one?]

The moment Little White entered, he noticed something new above his head.

’Master’s livestreaming again.’ He immediately shut his mouth.

’This isn’t a world where I can just run wild. If humans found out I could talk, I’d probably be whisked away for dissection and research before 24 hours are up, wouldn’t I?’

Little White clamped his mouth shut. ’Not talking. I’m absolutely not talking anymore!’

[I think you all must have misheard. Look at this fox. It seems to have a bit of Spiritual Energy, but it hasn’t said another word, has it?]

[The voice probably came from some device on Doctor Wen’s side. A talking fox? That’s just too unbelievable, isn’t it?!]

Wen Ying glanced at the one hundred thousand viewers in her livestream, then turned and walked out of the room.

In the small courtyard, a glance upward revealed a single, lonely star in the night sky.

Wen Ying glanced at the sky, then walked toward the clinic.

The clinic, originally dark, lit up as soon as Wen Ying entered.

But soon, the lights were turned off.

Wen Ying pushed open the clinic door, but while the door opened, she did not walk out.

The street was deathly quiet. There were no figures, no lights, not a single sign of life.

Wen Ying stood there until Little White tugged on her pant leg. She looked down to see him stretching out a paw, pointing in a certain direction.

The direction of the proprietress’s place.

Wen Ying headed out, walking toward the proprietress’s inn.

[Isn’t it unsafe to go out alone this late at night? Isn’t Doctor Wen afraid?]

[Who do you think Doctor Wen is? You think she’d be afraid of this stuff? People who don’t know any better think she’s a psychologist, but we’ve been watching long enough to know the real story. Don’t you get it yet?]

[I’m curious where Doctor Wen is going so late at night. Today’s the Zhongyuan Festival, after all!]

[Let’s be bold! I bet this time Doctor Wen is going to come face-to-face with *those things*! This place feels weird... it’s giving me the creeps.]

[A dark and windy night. One person, one fox, and the Ghost Gate. Doesn’t this have the vibe of a Master Gu Long novel?]

Suddenly, specks of fiery light appeared on the street.

The camera’s night vision mode activated at this moment. People at the scene might not have been able to see clearly, but the viewers in the livestream certainly could.

The picture was high-definition, though the camera had pulled back a bit.

*

Chaochao’s mother was holding a ceramic basin, inside of which were some things she would need.

Qin Hanyun followed behind her.

Qin Hanyun wanted to help Chaochao’s mother carry the basin, but she refused, so he could only follow along as they walked down the street.

Chaochao’s mother recalled Doctor Wen’s words and headed toward the spot where she had previously fainted.

Suddenly, a great wind kicked up. The WHOOSHING sound was crystal clear, even to the viewers of the livestream.

The wind, which had appeared out of nowhere, grew stronger and stronger.

Qin Hanyun, holding a flashlight, moved to shield Chaochao’s mother. "Hold on to me and walk slowly," he said. "This wind isn’t normal."

When they had left, they had made sure to bring all the personal items they had purchased from Doctor Wen’s clinic.

[If I’m not mistaken, are those two figures human? One of them is holding a flashlight, right?]

[Sneaking out so late at night... they’re not up to no good, are they?]

[With Doctor Wen around, who could possibly get away with anything bad?]

Despite the howling wind making it difficult, Chaochao’s mother held onto Qin Hanyun’s arm and reached the designated spot.

She began the ritual of burning joss paper.

[WTF! That’s a ritual for honoring the dead, isn’t it? Why are they doing it during *this* festival? Does this family have any common sense?!]

[On the day the Ghost Gate is wide open... Are they trying to get all the other ghosts to fight their loved one for the offerings?]

[Even though I can’t see the Ghost Gate or any ghosts, I can’t help but feel like this is super eerie and terrifying.]

[Where’s Doctor Wen? How come only those two are on camera? Is she invisible again, like last time?]

Wen Ying stopped a short distance away from Chaochao’s mother. Seeing that the time was approaching midnight, she stated, "I want to use the guide Skill."

[Guide Skill successfully activated. Host, please sit down where you are.]

As Wen Ying sat down cross-legged, Little White also hunkered down beside her.

’I don’t know what Master is doing, but it can’t be wrong to copy her, right?’

All Little White could see was something seemingly floating out of his master’s body.

He leaped up, trying to grab it and stuff it back in, but his paws just passed through empty air.

Feeling helpless, Little White sat back down beside Wen Ying. ’Master is so powerful, nothing bad can happen to her,’ he thought. ’She’s probably just busy working.’

*

Chaochao walked along an endless road. She was surrounded by shadowy soul bodies, much like herself.

The only difference between them was probably their age and appearance.

She felt as though she remembered everything, but when she spoke to the others around her, none of them responded. If she had to describe them in one word, it would be ’numb.’ 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

But Chaochao didn’t know where she was supposed to go.

All she could do was keep walking forward, on and on.

Suddenly, a flash of light streaked across the sky. Chaochao saw the light and began to follow it, heading in a direction that, for some reason, had just appeared in her heart.

As the light drew closer, Chaochao strained to see it. It looked like a small, humanoid creature, floating and drifting right in front of her.

It was guiding her, beckoning her to follow.