291: Chapter 291 Watching You Rip Up with Female Ghosts

Zhang Xiaofu and Yang Yong were both terrified. If Lin Xiao didn't come, and they actually encountered a ghost, wouldn't that just be throwing their lives away?

"Hey, Brother Lin, I was just joking, joking!" Zhang Xiaofu said with a fawning expression, edging closer to Lin Xiao. "How could I possibly have the guts for that!"

"Ahem, I can't do it either. Lin Xiao, you really have to step up!" Yang Yong also awkwardly admitted defeat.

Looking at the way they were on the verge of tears, it was likely that if Lin Xiao really didn't come tonight, they would be wailing and crying for their parents.

"Brother Lin, I heard the seafood here is great. I'll treat you to a big meal, and I hope you'll look after your little brother tonight!" After leaving the homestay, Zhang Xiaofu kept pestering Lin Xiao, chattering incessantly.

It seemed he was afraid Lin Xiao would abandon him tonight. Yang Yong also nodded along. "Let me treat instead. After all, Lin Xiao, you're here to help us, so I must be the one to pay for this meal!"

Lin Xiao didn't really care. Anyway, he wasn't paying, so he just had to enjoy the food.

It had to be said that when it came to things like this, Zhang Xiaofu and Yang Yong were both generous. Arriving at a seafood restaurant, they didn't hold back at all, ordering whatever looked good. Seeing Lin Xiao eating with satisfaction, they felt relieved.

[Heh, eat up, eat up. After this meal, the next one won't cost money.]

Huh?

Zhang Xiaofu was gnawing on a crab when he suddenly heard Lin Xiao's inner voice. His hand trembled, and the crab dropped onto the plate.

"Do you have Parkinson's?" Yang Yong was startled and said irritably.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofu couldn't bother to bicker with Yang Yong; his mind was filled with Lin Xiao's earlier inner voice. He remembered that Lin Xiao once said he would encounter a dead end. Could it be that he really couldn't escape it? Was he going to meet his end here tonight?

The more he thought, the more afraid he became. Trembling, he asked, "Brother Lin, um, will there be any danger tonight?"

Before Lin Xiao could answer, he quickly added, "Ahem, I'm not scared. I was just thinking, in case I really have any mishaps, I haven't left a will yet..." Though he said he wasn't afraid, every word betrayed his fear.

Lin Xiao chewed on a crab claw and asked vaguely, "What? Do you have an inheritance to leave me?"

"Brother Lin, you have tens of millions in pocket money, and you're asking me for an inheritance?" Zhang Xiaofu's eyes widened in shock. He really couldn't understand how such cold words could come out of Lin Xiao's thirty-seven-degree mouth.

"Then you don't need to write a will. Anyway, the money isn't for me." Lin Xiao waved his hand casually.

Seeing the two of them like this, Yang Yong also began to lose confidence. After thinking for a long time, he said with a grave expression, "If it's really dangerous, maybe we should forget it."

"Hm?" Zhang Xiaofu didn't expect Yang Yong to be the first one to back out.

Yang Yong gave a bitter smile. "After all, it was me who asked you to come and help. If something really happens, how would I answer to you? How would I answer to your families?"

The topic suddenly became heavy. The atmosphere fell silent. No matter how much they had joked around before, when truly facing life and death, one had to be cautious.

Qian Ling also felt a bit guilty. "To be honest, I didn't know things were this serious before. Maybe we should forget it. I'll just tell my aunt. You don't need to have any psychological burden."

Zhang Xiaofu had always wanted to give up. But when it was time to actually give up, he hesitated. They had agreed to come and help; if they just left without doing anything, wouldn't that be a bit too cowardly?

Just as the three of them were struggling internally, Lin Xiao slowly put down the crab in his hand.

"No." He suddenly said solemnly, "I still have to watch you guys hook up with a female ghost tonight!"

Zhang Xiaofu: ... Yang Yong: ... Qian Ling: ...

The heavy atmosphere was instantly shattered.

Yang Yong opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a long time. Zhang Xiaofu suddenly shuddered. "Brother Lin, is there really a ghost in that homestay?"

"Then what do you think they called us here for?" Lin Xiao chuckled and picked up the crab to gnaw on it again.

That actually made some sense.

...

Perhaps influenced by Lin Xiao's free-spirited attitude, or perhaps because they were full, after leaving the restaurant, they didn't seem as afraid as before.

When night fell, they arrived at the homestay entrance once again.

"Right, I have a way to eliminate fear!" Yang Yong said, taking out his phone and turning on his Live Stream Channel. "This way, I can even gain followers!"

He happily adjusted the angle and filter towards the camera, trying his best to make himself look good and to capture the surrounding environment clearly.

"Your Live Stream Channel account seems to have been around for a while, how come you only have a few dozen followers?" Zhang Xiaofu couldn't help but mock him.

"It's normal for there to be few people at this time! Just wait until I post a couple of videos; there will definitely be more people." Yang Yong insisted on saving face.

But before he could post his videos, he noticed the number of people in the Live Stream Channel starting to rise rapidly.

"Hey, look at these people..."

"I bought a recommendation for you."

"..."

Yang Yong's newly built self-confidence was instantly slapped down by Zhang Xiaofu's "Money Ability."

Zhang Xiaofu patted Yang Yong on the shoulder. "No need to thank me. I just feel that the more viewers there are, the safer I feel!"

With the gimmick of a night visit to a haunted house, the heat of the Live Stream Channel gradually rose. The four of them, just like during the day, first arrived at the living room.

The homestay at night was indeed more eerie than during the day. The wallpaper covered in patterns and the Renaissance-style paintings exuded an indescribable creepiness.

"Qian Ling, tell your aunt to renovate this place later. I feel that even if this place isn't haunted, it's not really suitable as a homestay."

"Mm." It was the first time Qian Ling agreed with Zhang Xiaofu's words so readily.

If it were her, traveling happily, she wouldn't want to stay in such a gloomy place either.

Yang Yong found an empty space in the living room and took a black plastic bag out of his backpack. Then he pulled out a bunch of messy things from the plastic bag. Things like yellow paper, candles, incense, red rope...

"Big brother, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaofu looked at these things and couldn't help but feel creeped out.

As Yang Yong arranged the props, he said seriously, "Shh, don't talk. I'm going to summon a ghost!"