At three in the morning, the livestream suddenly went black!
Lin Zhaozhao, a minor internet celebrity, crouched in an abandoned hospital with a ring light in hand. The camera cast her face in a deathly pallor.
Comments flooded the screen: “Is this fake?” “Get out of there!” Gritting her teeth, she pulled out the “ghost-repelling talisman” she'd prepared in advance. The moment she unfolded the scrap of paper, a chill shot up the back of her neck.
“Idiot, that's a vengeful ghost coming to claim your life. And you think that children's doodle will help?”
A hoarse female voice exploded inside her mind. Lin Zhaozhao's wrist burned, and an eerie blue flame sprang from her fingertips!
The talisman took shape again in the fire, its blue markings writhing like living creatures. In the camera's view, a rotten face rose into sight in the previously empty corridor!
“Guys! There's still time to leave the stream!” she shouted, but the comments raced upward like crazy.
“Holy crap! That fire is real!”
“There's a shadow behind her! Two of them!”
“Whose hand is around your neck, streamer?!”
Outside the screen, alarms blared in the control room of a top-tier star livestream platform.
The livestream, flagged by the System as “feudal superstition,” drew three million viewers at once. On the trending list controlled by the powers that be, “Lin Zhaozhao Saw a Ghost” shot straight to number one.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhaozhao was advancing on the evil spirit with a talisman in hand, as memories of her previous life surged back like a tide. She had been a thousand-year-old celestial master who'd perished protecting someone, only to find herself possessing the body of this minor internet celebrity.
“Looks like Heaven wants me to borrow your body
