# Chapter 67: Horrific Live Stream (Part 4)
"I saw a broader world, saw a group of interesting people. I traveled the entire world but couldn't find that place I saw... until now..." The clothes Hang Man wore had always been strange, and when she said this, this sense of being completely different from others became even more pronounced. "I've finally found the method to reach that world, and I want to seize this opportunity, so... I came here."
The girl's pupils turned white in that instant. Those familiar with her knew that Hang Man's greatest skill was prophecy. Whenever she predicted the future, her eyes would become a clouded, milky white.
"She said there would be an opportunity for her here. If there was nothing special about this place, why would she come participate in our program?" The staff member's mind flashed back to how Hang Man had looked at each of them before—within those white pupils, beyond a layer of mystery, there was more of a cold detachment.
The staff member saw in Hang Man's eyes their program's entire crowd of crew members. He had no idea what exactly Hang Man had predicted, only that her gaze as she looked at them was definitely not how one would look at other living people.
It was more like how one would look at ants that could be crushed with a casual pinch.
To be more precise, she seemed to be looking at the dead.
"How could there possibly be anything strange here? A few people just died. Does any place on earth not have a few deaths? What's there to be panicking about?" The director saw the murmur spreading through the crowd. Although his heart was growing uneasy, he forced himself to speak calmly. "Get back to work!"
"What about... Liang Xuan?" someone asked quietly. Liang Xuan was still standing in place, and beside her, Qi An had already taken off his jacket and handed it to her. The girl wrapped herself in the jacket, standing quietly in place.
"We said before that we would absolutely not appear before the guests to help them. We're live streaming right now, so of course we can't go up there." The director frowned slightly. He naturally knew Liang Xuan's temperament. "Did you get the script arranged like I told you? Is the full-scope technology ready for those scene images?"
"Yes, the technical team has completed it."
"Then let's move those things up. We need to let Liang Xuan see the benefits we can bring her." Looking at the young man in the live stream room who seemed even more fragile now that he'd taken off his jacket, a hint of hesitation flickered in the director's eyes.
The current live stream room was in chaos.
Some people were blaming Qi An, saying that if he hadn't caused Liang Xuan to turn back, she wouldn't have happened to be splashed by the falling water.
And some people were discussing whether the water bucket had really appeared out of nowhere.
"...What's wrong." Lian Zhou stopped and looked at Hang Man, who had suddenly stopped walking. An unexpected excitement appeared on the girl's usually expressionless face.
"I know what to do now." The girl seemed to be musing to herself, and the white in her eyes flashed and disappeared.
"What?" Lian Zhou was bewildered.
"I want something, so I have to do certain things. I only saw the person who could bring me this opportunity before, but I never understood how to get them to help me." Hang Man suddenly smiled slightly, and the bells hanging on her clothes rang out crisp sounds with her movement.
"I just saw... the person he cares about."
This voice was transmitted through the live stream to everyone watching their group's feed. For some reason, everyone blanked out for a moment.
"Did you just say something?" Lian Zhou frowned. The girl in the strange clothes stood beside him, her expression cold and detached, seeming no different from usual. But Lian Zhou felt something was off.
"You'll become famous. After this program." Hang Man turned her head and said meaningfully, "You are the only one."
"Only one..." The hand holding the live stream phone in Lian Zhou's grip paused.
"When the recording is finished, you'll understand." Hang Man showed no intention of continuing to speak. Most of the time, she maintained a quiet demeanor. He didn't know how the production team had arranged the groups, but their group basically had zero interaction with the watching audience.
They were also the group with the lowest popularity among the four groups.
【Think Carefully: Hang Man said Zhouzhou will become famous! Oh my! But... "Only one," Hang Man gave Zhouzhou a huge evaluation.
Not Saying: Becoming famous? What does that mean, is this Lian Zhou an actor?
Think Carefully: Yes, Zhouzhou is a stunt double, not very famous, but truly amazing! I even suspect he might actually know martial arts.
...
Get Ready: Did Hang Man just say this too? I remember she seemed to say something before, but I suddenly forgot what she said.
It's Not Just You: Now that you mention it, I realize I forgot too. Does anyone remember what Hang Man said before?】
"Zhang Zhaoqi, why are you walking so fast, wait for me!" Si Chen Shao was bantering with the audience while calling out cheerfully. Although he said this, he showed absolutely no intention of speeding up, still walking slowly, and the distance between him and Zhang Zhaoqi growing larger and larger.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Zhaoqi's footsteps suddenly stopped. Only after he sauntered over did Zhang Zhaoqi frown and look toward a direction upstairs.
"Is there anything strange up there?" Si Chen Shao followed his gaze, but found nothing worth noting above. However, seeing Zhang Zhaoqi's expression growing increasingly grim, he couldn't help asking again.
"Nothing." Zhang Zhaoqi's voice had no inflection whatsoever, but Si Chen Shao felt the temperature around them suddenly drop, making him shiver.
Zhang Zhaoqi heard a voice coming from the second floor.
The voice was somewhat abnormal. Although it was clearly a low, adult male voice, its tone was like a child's, full of playful mischief. Like having received a beloved gift, there was a joy that everyone could hear.
"Mama was right. An angel will come to my world... I finally... saw my angel... Baby is so happy! So happy I want to play a little game..."
The person in this world was mentally ill.
Because Liang Xuan had been motionless for so long, Qi An looked at the phone's comments. When he saw someone write that the water bucket had appeared out of nowhere, Qi An used his dark eyes to look upstairs.
He raised his head, exposing his fair neck to the live stream.
His chin lifted slightly, and the viewers could see the young man's Adam's apple also moving. It slowly moved upward beneath the fragile, delicate skin.
The constantly updating comments in the live stream room suddenly paused for a moment.
"Let's go." The director's apologies echoing in her ear finally made Liang Xuan take a deep breath. She spoke without discernible emotion and turned her head, only to see the young man standing quietly to the side.
Completely unlike her disheveled state—though they stood close together, she was soaked through while not a single drop of water had stained Qi An's clothes.
"I'll hold the phone." Liang Xuan took a deep breath, then took the phone from Qi An's hand.
The live stream image suddenly shook, and the person in the frame changed from Qi An to Liang Xuan. Perhaps because she was so cold, she changed from her previous phone-holding posture. The hand holding the phone kept trembling as she moved it toward herself, and the frame was now filled almost entirely by her face.
【Not Appropriate: Tell me I'm not the only one who just got startled!
Beidaihe: Upper comment is definitely not alone. Oh my god, my heart suddenly tightened when I just saw Liang Xuan's face.
Still Showing Off: Where's the little brother, why is my little brother gone! Ah ah ah, Liang Xuan, can you move the phone a little, leave some screen time for my little brother!】
Her hand gripping the phone tightened slightly as her gaze accidentally caught these suddenly popping comments. Thinking of what the director had guaranteed to her before, and the script arranged next, Liang Xuan勉强 made it so her expression in the camera wasn't too ugly.
Glancing at Qi An, who walked behind her with his head slightly lowered, Liang Xuan gritted her teeth and shifted the phone slightly, bringing a small portion of the young man's side face into the frame.
Their group had entered through the main door of the house.
The hall inside was quite large, but everything inside was covered with a thick layer of dust.
"We can tell from the yellowing on the walls that this house has quite a bit of history. Looking at these furnishings, it's not hard to see the people who lived here were definitely wealthy at the time." Liang Xuan repeated what the director said in her ear. "There's a family portrait on the wall directly facing the main door. Since it was placed here, these should be the owners of this house. So, our focus should also be on the people in the picture."
"The clothes they're wearing can prove our earlier speculation. However, I've seen this type of clothing before. As far as I know, only wealthy people could wear such clothes daily, and they also had to have a very high social status." As Liang Xuan walked, she explained to the audience watching the live stream. Her movements were extremely natural; from time to time, she would display a contemplative expression, making people completely unable to tell she was merely repeating someone else's words.
The girl's voice drifted through the interior. Seeing the stream of praise in the comments, Liang Xuan's lips curved upward slightly, imperceptibly. Suddenly, her gaze shifted, and she asked seemingly casually, "Qi An, what do you think?"
According to the script, even if he had opinions, Qi An could only say he didn't.
The cornered young man seemed dazed. His gaze shifted away from the family portrait, and he answered uncertainly, "I... I can't tell anything."
【Beidaihe: Eh.
Ungrateful: My Xuan is still better, not only beautiful but also smart. Let's just forget about the earlier incident. From how things are now, isn't my Xuan better than this empty花瓶 little brother?
Bad at Socializing: Yeah, this little brother has no presence at all; whatever happens, it's always Liang Xuan leading. If it weren't for Liang Xuan...
Still Showing Off: What? Don't you guys have any standards as visual fans? Don't you think the confused little brother is especially pitiful right now? I'm here to watch the little brother anyway.】
Liang Xuan's movements became even more elegant. "I think we should first go check the owner's room, and after getting some clues and understanding their relationships, we can come back down. Otherwise, looking around here now would be very aimless, and we might miss some important clues. Qi An, what do you think?"
The girl's voice was cold. As if afraid Qi An wouldn't understand her meaning, she even explained in detail why she was doing this.
Even to an observant person, it was clear Qi An probably wouldn't play any substantive role in this program recording. She still asked for his opinion.
"Sure." After glancing at Liang Xuan acting her heart out, Qi An nodded. His gaze fell on the family portrait, unfocused.
Other than their wearing distinctive clothes, the three people in the picture looked like a very ordinary family. A serious father, a gentle mother, and a mischievous girl.
This photo was very old, and Qi An had no other opinions. He just glanced thoughtfully at the edge of the picture frame. On the wall, there were some very subtle marks.
This family portrait had been replaced, and the marks left from each replacement were different.
It should have been changed twice.
However, it was quite normal for photos to be replaced.
Qi An tucked this thought away in his heart and walked along the staircase toward the second floor. Perhaps because of years of disrepair, every step they took, the stairs would make creaking sounds.
Unlike the row of doors along the edges of the first floor, there were very few rooms on the second floor. The moment they reached the top of the stairs, Liang Xuan's pace obviously slowed. Qi An knew she was waiting for the next prompt fed to her through the earpiece.
His gaze swept quickly across each door, and Qi An's eyes landed on the second door to the right.
Because of the house's age, these room doors all appeared somewhat worn on the outside. But this one room alone—the wear on its doorknob was noticeably more pronounced than the others. And this mark wasn't something the production team had deliberately created.
"Let's start with this room." Liang Xuan suddenly pointed to the room Qi An was looking at. "I don't know why, but I feel this room is a bit special."
Behind the door was a pink-themed room, full of a girl's atmosphere.
"This room should belong to that daughter." Liang Xuan's voice timely sounded. After looking around, she walked to the bedside table. "Everyone look, this photo is exactly the same as the girl in the family portrait. Although..."
Liang Xuan's brow suddenly wrinkled, seeming unsure how to describe it. "It seems to be... dark themed."
—Dark themed.
The watching Qi An, who had been examining other things, startled and immediately looked at that photo. His expression changed slightly.
What he saw was a very sunny photo, absolutely not the kind with dark-themed colors as Liang Xuan described.
Under the azure blue sky, a girl wearing a cap was lying on the lawn, showing a brilliantly bright smile toward the camera. She was laughing very happily, very warmly, without a trace of dark colors.
【After Failing: Dark themed? Can this picture even be described as dark themed? Does Liang Xuan not know the meaning of that word?
Don't All Think: How is it not dark themed! Are those saying it's not dark themed blind? I got badly startled when I saw it just now! Don't you think this girl is smiling particularly eerily? And she put on such dark makeup!
...
Not Cleaning Up: No! You guys go look at that mirror!】