Within three minutes, the hearts had already reached thirty thousand.
“Thanks so much for the love, everyone! Let’s go!” With that, Li Hui raised his hand and pushed open the gate of the abandoned slaughterhouse.
The iron door groaned under its own weight.
He stepped inside, and when he saw the full view of the factory, he froze.
This… is supposed to be an abandoned slaughterhouse?
How could it be so clean and orderly?
In front of him was a two-person-wide walkway, the floor covered with dark green waterproof cloth. On either side, horizontal beams held rows of thick steel rods, each adorned with iron hooks.
Clearly, this was the bloodletting and cutting area.
Afterward, the roughly cut meat would be sent to the master butchers for precise carving, all in an orderly fashion.
If this process happened in modern times, Li Hui would have had to admit: “Clean and sanitary.”
But!
Li Hui hadn’t forgotten that he was streaming live, and this place was certainly not the slaughterhouse from thirty years ago.
Could it be…
He was experiencing a ghostly hallucination?!
He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking instinctively to the top left corner.
The girl’s cold voice echoed in his ears again.
“At 11:03 PM tonight, a great calamity will befall you.”
And now, it was exactly eleven o’clock.
…
“Hui-ge? Hui-ge?! Why aren’t you moving? Can you hear me?!”
His teammate called out anxiously.
But whether it was bad signal or something else, the Bluetooth communication kept cutting in and out, faintly crackling with static.
The viewers, however, noticed nothing unusual, assuming Li Hui had paused so they could better see inside the slaughterhouse.
【Whoa, the walls are all scorched. Watching this at night is terrifying.】
【I heard that when the slaughterhouse burned down, it was around four or five in the morning. The owner and the staff were all inside. The iron door had been locked from outside. They didn’t actually die from the fire—they suffocated!】
【So that’s exactly where Li-ge is standing now?! Middle of the night… chills run down my spine.】
【Huh? What’s wrong with Li-ge? He hasn’t moved for several minutes!】
【Whoa?! Wait! What’s that shadow on the ground?!】
【I see it too! There really is a shadow!】
【It… it’s moving toward Li-ge?!】
…
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
Not only the slaughterhouse, but even the network seemed to waver; the livestream video started to stutter.
With each passing second, a fine layer of sweat appeared on Li Hui’s back, and his hand holding the selfie stick began to tremble.
The situation in front of him had surpassed all his understanding. Who knew whether the little girl’s words were true?
But Li Hui knew one thing—he did not want to die.
His survival instincts kicked in, and Li Hui’s voice exploded with power.
He nearly screamed: “Little Mountain God! Little Mountain God!”
The livestream, which had only shown his movement before, suddenly erupted with flying chat again.
The girl tilted her head slightly, smiling faintly, her words chilling to hear.
“Li-ge, you are about to die.”
Li Hui: …
“Little Mountain God, can you help me?”
Faced with imminent danger, he had no choice but to plead, his lips twitching.
Ye Zhishu nodded calmly.
Li Hui’s eyes lit up instantly.
“Labor fee: 100,000. And every year on this day, go to Qingming Mountain Temple to offer incense.”
Li Hui didn’t understand—why did such a beautiful girl always talk about money?
Perhaps he was only “blinded by ghosts” for now; maybe he wouldn’t die after all.
But ten thousand… no, a hundred thousand!
He hesitated for a moment before the girl snapped: “Break!”
Li Hui didn’t understand.
The next second, he realized that the once clean and orderly slaughterhouse was changing.
The white walls were consumed by rot and scorch marks, the iron hooks rusted…
Most importantly, somehow, in front of him appeared a figure taller than himself.
Bathed in the flashlight’s beam, Li Hui could clearly see the figure holding a rusted iron hook—the same type used to hang pigs in the slaughterhouse!
Simultaneously, the voices of his teammates, filled with shock and concern, mixed with Ye Zhishu’s calm voice.
The little Mountain God raised her hands innocently and said: “See? I told you, you were about to die.”
Li Hui: …
…
【Whoa! What just happened? My screen was snowing, I couldn’t see anything for several minutes!】
【Plus one】
【Wha—when did this person appear in front of Li-ge?!】
【Staff? Li-ge pranking us? My heart nearly stopped!】
【…】
Prank?
Ha. Who cares about his little prank!
Li Hui glanced at the chat, cursing silently in his heart. Time jumped from 11:01 to 11:02, and Li Hui no longer doubted Ye Zhishu’s words.
He almost screamed: “Little Mountain God, help me!!!”
This time, the words “Little Mountain God” came from his heart, full of utter desperation, his voice hoarse and raw.
“Fine, but I’m raising the stakes.”
Ye Zhishu took advantage of the chaos calmly.
Li Hui: !!!
“Great Mountain God! I swear, I’ll give you everything except my life! No! You can even take my life if you want!”
Seeing the figure, Li Hui bolted, running while crying out to Ye Zhishu.
“It’s nothing serious, I just want to win the PK.”
Ye Zhishu responded leisurely, as if life or death weren’t even hers to worry about.
And indeed, they weren’t.
Li Hui’s tears and snot streamed down. He was a grown man, sure, but behind him was another grown man, taller and stronger, in hot pursuit.
“Okay! Okay! I’ll do it! I promise!”
“Done!”
Their back-and-forth left the livestream viewers completely stunned.
【What is happening? This story makes less and less sense!】
【At this point… if this isn’t a prank, shouldn’t someone call the cops?】
【Whoa! I just realized—Li-ge is really being chased! Wait… what does the little Mountain God have to do with it?!】
【The little Mountain God said Li-ge would face a great calamity… and it actually came true?!】
【…】
Li Hui sprinted, still streaming even in a life-or-death moment—a peculiar form of professionalism.
At the exact moment Li Hui agreed,
Ye Zhishu’s playful expression vanished. She pressed her fingertip against the Mountain God Seal.
In her previous life, with abundant spiritual power, casting a “Break Calamity” spell from afar was nothing for Ye Zhishu.
In this world, there was no spiritual power—but fortunately, the Mountain God Seal compensated for this lack.
“Decree! Mountain God Seal!”
Ye Zhishu raised her hand.
Her fingers moved swiftly in the air, forming a “Break Calamity” talisman. Streams of golden light followed her movements, shaping into a divine command talisman.
“Go!”