The doorknob was turned, and Mr. Qin shouted anxiously, "No need, I'll be fine right away!"

He anxiously looked at the screen, but the young man showed no intention of saving him...

He tapped on several confession balloons and trembled as he said, "Master, even without a talisman, can you still save me? You must have a way to save me!"

Without the support of a talisman, my power will be greatly reduced, and I may not be able to defeat the Skin Spirit...

"Without a talisman, I may not be able to defeat her, but I will do my best to help you," he said.

Mr. Qin seemed to have taken a reassurance pill and relaxed against the wall.

As the camera shook, a pair of eyes flashed across the screen.

[Damn, the bathroom window! There are a pair of eyes!]

[The window! Your girlfriend is squatting at the window!]

Under the reminder of the barrage, Mr. Qin turned his head and his eyes met with Qiqi, who was squatting in a strange position by the window. He was immediately frightened and screamed, rushing out of the door, dropping his phone on the ground.

A white figure flashed past the camera, chasing after Mr. Qin.

The barrage couldn't help but sweat for Mr. Qin.

The next moment, a pale face appeared on the screen, with large bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at the camera. Then the picture zoomed out, and Qiqi's entire body appeared in the frame.

She lifted her skirt and started undressing as if no one was there.

The barrage became lively again.

[This female ghost is quite seductive.]

[The person upstairs has gone crazy, that's a female ghost!]

[Should I or should I not say she has a great figure.]

In the next moment, the barrage instantly quieted down.

Qiqi discarded her clothes and forcefully pulled at the inside of her thigh. A piece of human skin peeled off from the base of her thigh like snake skin. Then she began to peel off the skin on her upper body, gradually revealing her original appearance.

The wrinkled brown skin tightly wrapped around Qiqi, and her well-proportioned figure became dry and withered. Her face, however, remained unchanged, with a delicate and tender complexion that was extremely discordant with her lower body.

She trembled, and the wrinkles on her skin wriggled like worms.

I took a sharp breath. It seemed like she was preparing to kill...

Qiqi seemed to sense something and picked up her phone, smiling sweetly at the screen.

"Brothers, am I beautiful?"

The viewers were truly shocked, and no one replied.

Qiqi answered herself, "Qiqi knows she's beautiful, otherwise you brothers wouldn't have been so fascinated just now... Brothers, I'm going to find Brother Zhen now. I'll come back to you later~"

She threw down her phone, and the sound of footsteps came from the other end, gradually fading away. The live broadcast room gradually regained its popularity.

[I hope Mr. Qin will be fine. This female ghost is too scary!]

[Damn, when she approached, I was so scared that I dropped my phone. Now I dare to pick it up again...]

[What is she? She can shed her skin like a snake, it's terrifying!]

[Mr. Qin, good luck. I heard the footsteps moving away...]

[Anchor, please go save him!]

I anxiously watched the barrage and kept urging the driver to go faster.

It would take another half an hour to reach Mr. Qin's house. I didn't know if he could hold on until I arrived... My phone also dropped to the ground, so I couldn't observe the situation on Mr. Qin's side.

An idea came to me, and I chanted a spell. A paper figure appeared on the screen and quietly lifted the phone to search for Mr. Qin.

Suddenly, a scream of agony came.

The paper figure quickly approached the source of the sound, which was the kitchen of Mr. Qin's house.

Mr. Qin crouched in front of the stove, trembling with a knife in his hand.

"I have no grudge against you, whyare you doing this? Why are you torturing me?" Mr. Qin muttered incoherently.

The paper figure floated towards him, and I could see that his body was covered in deep gashes. Blood dripped from the wounds, staining the kitchen floor.

"Please... make it stop," Mr. Qin pleaded, tears streaming down his face.

The paper figure touched Mr. Qin's shoulder, and a soothing energy emanated from it. The wounds on Mr. Qin's body gradually closed up, and the bleeding stopped.

Mr. Qin looked up, his eyes filled with gratitude and relief. "Thank you, thank you so much," he said.

I controlled the paper figure to gesture for Mr. Qin to stay quiet and followed it with the camera as it continued to explore the house.

As we moved through the rooms, we could hear faint whispers and laughter echoing in the empty corridors. Shadows darted across the walls, and the atmosphere grew increasingly eerie.

In one of the bedrooms, we found a small altar covered with candles and a portrait of a woman. The air in the room felt heavy and suffocating.

The paper figure pointed at the altar, indicating that it was the source of the haunting. I understood that the spirit tormenting Mr. Qin was likely connected to this shrine.

With a quick incantation, I summoned a small gust of wind that extinguished the candles on the altar. The room immediately filled with a chilling silence.

Just as we were about to leave the room, a cold breeze brushed against my face. I turned the camera to capture the scene, and to my astonishment, a figure materialized in front of me.

It was the spirit of a woman, her eyes hollow and filled with anguish. She reached out her hand, as if pleading for something.

I could sense the immense sadness emanating from her. It was clear that she had suffered greatly in life, and her soul was trapped in this world, unable to find peace.

Remembering the words of the viewers in the live chat, I decided to communicate with the spirit.

"Who are you? Why are you tormenting Mr. Qin?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

The spirit's voice echoed in my mind, filled with sorrow. "I am Mei, a woman who was wronged and betrayed. My life was taken away from me, and now I seek justice."

I realized that Mei was the previous owner of the house, and her tragic fate had bound her spirit to this place.

"Mei, I understand your pain, but hurting others is not the solution. There must be a way for you to find peace," I said, trying to appeal to her sense of reason.

The spirit hesitated for a moment, her form flickering. Then, with a mournful sigh, she spoke again, "I have been trapped in this cycle of revenge for so long... I long to be free, to find peace."

Encouraged by her words, I suggested, "Mei, perhaps we can find a way to release you from this suffering. Let me help you find justice and closure, so you can finally rest."

The spirit's eyes softened, and a glimmer of hope appeared in them. She nodded slowly, accepting my offer.

I turned off the live stream, still recording the encounter, and began researching Mei's story. With the information I gathered, I planned to confront the person responsible for her tragic fate and bring them to justice.

Little did I know that this journey would take me down a dark path, uncovering secrets and malevolent forces that lurked in the shadows. But I was determined to help Mei find peace and put an end to the haunting that plagued Mr. Qin.

The camera continued to roll, capturing the beginning of a harrowing and supernatural investigation that would test my skills and courage.