According to it.
It used the spiritual power of the entire Qingming Mountain to capture a fragment of her divine soul and projected it into the original owner’s body.
As a result, all the plants and trees of Qingming Mountain withered, and life was completely drained.
In return, Ye Zhishu had to quickly collect the power of faith to restore the mountain’s vegetation and revive the offerings at Qingming Temple.
Since the Mountain God Seal had already bonded with her, what benefited her would benefit the mountain, and what harmed her would harm it as well.
So.
Whether out of gratitude or for her own fortune, Ye Zhishu had no choice but to comply.
Combining this with the original owner’s memories,
Ye Zhishu chose a method that was both fast and had wide reach, which is how this livestream room came to exist.
It was as if the Mountain God Seal had heard Ye Zhishu’s thoughts; the characters in front of her twisted twice, seemingly expressing its discontent.
Ye Zhishu returned to herself, shifting her gaze toward the calendar on the desk.
The year, month, and day all matched.
It was now 10:50 PM, which meant there were less than fifteen minutes left before this streamer called Li Hui would die.
“Little Mountain God?”
Seeing that Ye Zhishu didn’t speak for a long while, a faint smile in Li Hui’s eyes faded slightly.
Getting a little exposure was one thing, but she seemed so shy she couldn’t even speak.
Could it be that this huge setup had scared her stiff?
“Cough, little girl, don’t be afraid. This PK is nothing, just a casual chat.”
In front of the fans,
Li Hui still tried to maintain his friendly “big brother” persona.
Ye Zhishu came back to reality, and when she heard Li Hui speak, her gaze subconsciously shifted to the “PKing” animation on the screen. Clicking on it brought up an explanation.
The PK challenge rules were simple:
Within fifteen minutes, viewers vote based on the streamer’s performance. The side that receives the most gifts wins and gets a system reward of a “thousand-person traffic boost.”
Her eyes lingered on the words “thousand-person traffic boost” for three extra seconds.
Free, given away, essentially a freebie.
Ye Zhishu liked freebies.
Her fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, and she gave a simple, sincere smile.
“Li Hui-ge, good evening!”
Li Hui froze.
Only a few moderators and old fans knew his real name was Li Hui; everyone in the livestream called him Li-ge.
So how did this little girl know?
Before he could ask, her next sentence stunned both Li Hui and the entire livestream audience.
“I know you’re probably confused right now, but don’t worry. I’ll give you another free message.”
Ye Zhishu’s almond-shaped eyes curved like crescent moons—it was beautiful.
“In less than twenty minutes, a great calamity will befall you.”
…
The livestream was silent for a full minute.
Then it erupted again.
【No way, even though she’s pretty, she can’t just curse someone, right?】
【In this day and age, are girls really this vicious for views?】
【Is she even of age? Don’t you know spreading rumors has legal consequences? This is only possible because Hui-ge is nice—if it were anyone else, he’d have scolded her already.】
【…】
Fans with shorter tempers had already started complaining.
A tiny, unknown streamer not only hijacked a big streamer’s traffic but also openly said he was going to die.
Polite? Not really.
As for whether Ye Zhishu’s words were true…
Just kidding!
Who trusts a fortune teller without a beard or wrinkles?
Li Hui’s smile completely disappeared, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
“Little Mountain God, you can’t say things like that. Be careful, or the police might get involved.”
Li Hui was a staunch materialist.
He didn’t believe in gods or spirits.
Not to mention that Ye Zhishu looked like she wasn’t even of age yet.
As for how she knew his name…
Probably just some nonsense, or maybe she got it from some other source.
Li Hui scoffed in his mind.
Ye Zhishu just smiled.
“Li Hui-ge, don’t be angry. As for whether what I said is true, you’ll see in fifteen minutes.”
Li Hui frowned.
【No way, little girl, don’t curse people like that!】
【Exactly! If she’s really a mountain god, then I’m the Monkey King. Qingming Mountain? Haha, I’ve never even heard of it!】
【But… what if she really does have some power?】
Hearing Ye Zhishu speak with such certainty, the livestream chat exploded even faster.
The viewer count also continued to surge.
Li Hui stared at the girl resting her cheek in her hand with a faint smile, feeling, perhaps mistakenly, a gust of cold wind pass behind him…
He didn’t speak, only quietly turning to look at the dilapidated factory behind him.
He was currently at Fengmen Village, in the northern suburbs of Nancheng, Daxia Country. A deep mountain forest. A hundred years ago, it had been a battlefield.
In the 1970s and 80s,
Nine villagers mysteriously died overnight.
Seven days later,
On the seventh day after their death, a fire broke out in the village, killing the village doctor and the butcher family.
Since then,
Ghost rumors about the village grew rampant.
Combined with natural limitations, the villagers gradually moved away.
Fengmen Village fell into decay, becoming a true ghost village, its legends spreading online.
To surpass 500,000 followers, Li Hui ventured here at night.
Of course,
Li Hui wasn’t foolish enough to risk his life for money. During the day, his team had already checked the entire village carefully to ensure it was safe, and only then did he start streaming.
The flashlight in his hand only lit up about three meters ahead. The periphery revealed collapsed walls, withered old trees, and decaying houses… While it didn’t feel threatening in the daytime, sweeping over it now, he couldn’t shake the sense that something lurked in the shadows, exuding an unknown terror.
Li Hui swallowed hard.
A reminder sounded in his earpiece, bringing him back to reality.
He self-mocked—Li Hui, a man in his thirties, had been through the world, seen it all.
And yet today, a little girl had scared him. Pathetic!
But she was just a fraud.
Because of Ye Zhishu’s words, gifts from viewers had increased significantly, and Li Hui thanked them all without paying attention to Ye Zhishu, who was still connected.
His goal today was to surpass 500,000 fans; he couldn’t let a little streamer affect that!
“Fans, this is the slaughterhouse factory that caught fire back then. The door isn’t locked. If we reach 30,000 hearts, I’ll storm inside immediately!”
To show his courage and his disdain for Ye Zhishu’s words,
Li Hui decided to go all out!
Hearing this, Ye Zhishu finally withdrew her gaze from the chat and looked deeply at Li Hui. She now understood why this man was doomed—he was literally asking for death!
“Hui-ge, we didn’t check this slaughterhouse during the day. Maybe you shouldn’t go in.”
A concerned voice came from his earpiece.
Li Hui ignored it.
The bigger the risk, the greater the reward. With so many viewers watching, how could he easily give up?