Speaking of Science in a Supernatural Livestream 3

Chapter 3: Believe in Science

【Little Monster: ?】

Immediately after, Sang Jing saw a notification in the background. Her livestream had been shared.

A few minutes later, people slowly started trickling into the livestream room, and bullet comments began to float across the screen.

【Heard the streamer is going to catch a ghost, is it for real?】

【The location choice is pretty good, has the right vibe.】

【Doesn’t the streamer need any talismans or magical artifacts to catch a ghost? The props aren’t even ready?】

【Have to say, the streamer is gorgeous, and she’s really brave too, daring to stream in a place like this at night. It looks so gloomy and creepy.】

【In the age of view farming, where won’t people go to get famous? But what could possibly be on this main road? The streamer should go to a cemetery in the suburbs, get some people to promote it, and maybe she’ll blow up overnight, just like that Young Mistress next door.】

【What about Young Mistress Wenren? She has real talent and knowledge, she’s a real Celestial Master with a certificate.】

【Why isn’t the streamer saying anything…】

…

…

Sang Jing was focused on finding the ghost and didn’t immediately notice what the bullet comments were saying.

“Found it,” she murmured softly. Sang Jing glanced at her phone, a little surprised. There were already dozens of people in the livestream room. People were coming and going, and it was much livelier than in the early morning.

Her finger swiped across the screen, reading through the bullet comments. Sang Jing thought to herself, it seems a Celestial Master certificate is really useful. I need to get one soon.

【What did the streamer find? A floaty? (smirking dog emoji x3)】

Sang Jing saw this bullet comment and responded with an “Mm.”

The speed at which the bullet comments refreshed instantly picked up, and the notifications for shares in the background increased. More people started entering the livestream room.

In the blink of an eye, the viewer count exceeded a hundred. Most of them were here for a laugh, waiting to expose Sang Jing’s lie.

A ‘three-nos’ new streamer who had only registered two days ago, with nothing to her name, was standing on an empty street with a clean and beautiful face, claiming she was going to catch a ghost.

Only a fool would believe that.

There were a few people in the livestream room who often watched these kinds of supernatural and horror streams. They had already started calling Sang Jing a fraud in the bullet comments, accusing her of farming views and followers to build up her account.

Sang Jing looked at her phone and raised an eyebrow slightly, a small curve forming on her lips.

A notification popped up on the screen—

User Mom Please Look at Me From the Front has followed you.

User Ex-Girlfriend Run Faster has followed you.

Sang Jing blinked. The usernames netizens came up with these days were really direct.

“The camera might get very shaky in a bit, please bear with me,” Sang Jing said to the screen.

She could already see a faint figure ahead. The ghost was running toward her.

This is good, saves me the trouble.

Sang Jing stood still, waiting for the ghost to run to her.

【Here it comes, here it comes, the streamer is about to show off her skills (hee hee)】

【Wow, catching a ghost, what a big scene. I’m already prepared to screen record (smirking face)】

【Why did the streamer stop?】

Sang Jing was no longer looking at her phone, just holding it up, appearing a bit dazed.

She pulled a yellow paper talisman from her pocket, quickly folded it into a simple little paper man no longer than her finger, and silently chanted a few spells. The little paper man hopped twice in her hand, then climbed up her arm and shoulder to the other side, helping her hold up the phone.

The little paper man’s body was too soft, and it was a bit of a struggle to hold a phone up to a certain height. Even without facial features, its trembling appearance made it look like it was gritting its teeth and straining.

The camera started to shake, and then Sang Jing’s full body came into view. She was looking straight ahead, her side profile serious.

【?】

【??】

【???】

【Wait a minute? Is there someone else with the streamer?】

【I told you so. How could she not be scared at all coming to a place like this alone? There’s probably a whole team with her. Just wait and see. Even if there is a ghost, it’s probably just someone in costume.】

【I’m out, I’m out, this is boring.】

【Actually, the streamer could totally make it in the entertainment industry. Her acting is really good.】

…

A gust of eerie wind blew past, and the livestream feed shook even more violently. The little paper man had to grip the phone tighter. For a split second, half of its head flashed across the camera, but no one noticed.

The ghost Sang Jing was waiting for finally arrived. It seemed very panicked and scared, as if it was hiding from something. Its soul was shaken and not very stable; it looked like it might dissipate soon.

The human and the ghost were separated by an intersection. The surrounding streetlights began to flicker with a bad connection, emitting a crackling electric sound.

The ghost also sensed that someone was here.

“Help! Help me!”

It was a young, clear female voice.

Sang Jing frowned, a flicker of doubt in her eyes. How could it be so young?

While she was thinking, the ghost had already arrived in front of her. It looked to be in its early twenties, wearing a black overcoat over a white sweater, with a scarf loosely draped around its neck.

From this outfit, this ghost hadn’t died recently. It had been dead for at least three or four months.

Just as Sang Jing was about to take out her little gourd to capture the ghost, two people suddenly appeared at the opposite side of the intersection, both holding magical artifacts.

When the female ghost saw Sang Jing, her face lit up with joy. She quickly hid behind her, reached out to grab her sleeve, and whispered, “Help me, they want to kill me.”

Sang Jing’s brow furrowed. She pulled her sleeve out of the female ghost’s grasp, put some distance between them, and slapped a talisman on its back.

“Did you set up this Heavenly Net?” Sang Jing asked.

When the two people opposite her heard this, they knew the person standing before them was knowledgeable. Their tone was not polite. “Since you know about these things, don’t meddle in other people’s business. Hand over the ghost behind you.”

“Are you Celestial Masters from the Xuanmen or on-duty personnel from the Special Investigation Team?” Sang Jing wanted to know the identity of these two.

The Xuanmen was an organization formed by various Celestial Master sects, mainly for the inheritance of metaphysical arts and Daoist techniques. The Special Investigation Team, on the other hand, was a state unit specializing in handling unnatural and supernatural incidents.

In recent years, the relationship between the Xuanmen and the Special Investigation Team had eased, and both had some cooperative relations with Fengdu, sending lost souls in the mortal realm to the ghost emissaries.

If these two were from the Xuanmen or the Special Investigation Team, they were probably trying to help by catching the ghost. But if not…

Sang Jing narrowed her eyes slightly.

Human nature has both good and evil. Once some people gain power, their original malevolence is exposed. A Celestial Master doing evil is far more serious than an ordinary person.

The two people exchanged a look, preparing to snatch the ghost back, or just kill it directly.

Sang Jing saw their intention. As they walked toward her, she raised her hand to show her palm.

She was carrying the Wuchang warrant given to her by Hei Wuchang. If these two recognized it, they most likely wouldn’t dare to confront a Wuchang ghost emissary.

Just as Sang Jing had thought, when the two saw the characters on her palm, their expressions changed abruptly. After a quick exchange of glances, they turned and walked away in the other direction, simultaneously retracting the Heavenly Net around the area.

Sang Jing lowered her hand, turned around, and looked at the female ghost, who was trapped in place by the talisman. She directly stated its Bazi.

“Is this you?” Sang Jing still wanted to confirm.

The female ghost was stunned for a moment, only belatedly realizing she was reciting a person’s birth date. She shook her head; that wasn’t her Bazi.

Sang Jing’s eyelashes drooped slightly, as if she was pondering something.

The little paper man, swaying precariously in mid-air, couldn’t hold on any longer. The phone fell directly from its hands.

Sang Jing caught it with quick reflexes.

Her finger accidentally hit the reverse camera button, and the livestream switched to Sang Jing’s face.

She casually glanced at the bullet comments. Just as she had expected, the screen was filled with mockery and sarcasm.

【Where’s the ghost? Don’t tell me that beautiful woman is the ghost the streamer is supposed to catch tonight.】

【This is hilarious. Even if it’s an act, can’t you make it a bit more convincing? She just raised her hand, and those two extras ran off like they’d seen a ghost. Is this some kind of power-fantasy plot?】

【Not gonna lie, the streamer and the “ghost” actually look good together. This whole act has a certain feel to it. Will there be a sequel? A life pledge in return for a life saved?】

【Am I the only one who feels like the person next to the streamer looks a bit… transparent?】

【How much did they pay you for that comment above?】

…

Sang Jing watched with a placid expression, even managing to curve her eyes and lips into a smile. She averted her gaze slightly, preparing to fold another little paper man.

But the female ghost behind her suddenly twitched its nose and slowly approached her.

The camera also reflected the female ghost’s movements. The ghost was half a head taller than Sang Jing, and it could be seen that it was about to lean onto Sang Jing’s shoulder.

The bullet comments were still popping up—

【Oh no, the female ghost is going to eat you, streamer! Quick, catch the ghost~】

【Streamer, you and the female ghost are getting a bit flirty.】

In the next second, the female ghost’s appearance suddenly changed. Its face became deathly pale, blood streaming from its seven orifices, and there was a wound on its neck so deep the bone was visible. Its hand passed right through Sang Jing’s shoulder!

The bloody image appeared suddenly, completely uncensored, and the White Whale platform had no such special effect! The scene was terrifyingly real!

For the first time, the bullet comments refreshed at lightning speed, the content strikingly uniform:

【?】

【??】

【???】

【????】

【????????????????】

【????????????????????????????????】

Just as the female ghost was about to bite the new streamer who had been mocked all night, the streamer, who seemed to have long noticed the ghost’s little movements, violently raised her hand in the split second before being bitten and clamped the ghost’s jaw shut. The ghost bit its own tongue, its features contorting in pain.

The new little paper man was also folded. It held up the phone and recorded the following scene.

The new streamer grabbed the vicious ghost and executed a perfect shoulder throw. Then, she took out a small, palm-sized gourd, silently chanted a few spells, and a white mist emerged from the mouth of the gourd, directly swallowing the vicious ghost. Then, the white mist shot back into the gourd like a reversed movie.

After capturing the ghost, Sang Jing clapped her hands, ready to call it a day. She took the phone from the little paper man and saw the screen filled with question marks and confusion. She smiled with satisfaction.

It really worked.

【Wait wait wait wait!!】

【What in the heavens did I just see? Is this something I’m supposed to see?】

【I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have doubted you. I was shortsighted, I was blind, I failed to recognize Mount Tai!!!】

【Streamer, are you taking disciples? I’m super talented.】

【You guys can’t be serious, you actually believe this? You’re the type to buy snake oil.】

【Hilarious.】

Follow notifications kept popping up. Sang Jing started walking back.

The number of viewers in the livestream room kept increasing.

But she was about to end the stream.

Thinking about what her teacher’s wife had told her before she started livestreaming—not to cause too much of a stir and incite panic—Sang Jing glanced at her livestream title and gave a friendly reminder: “Remember to believe in science.”

With that, she ended the livestream.

Despite being a new streamer, tonight’s livestream still made it to the trending topics.

#LivestreamGhostCatching#

#FloatiesReallyExistInThisWorld#

#BelieveInScience#