A Desperate Plea from Fengmen Village

An awkward silence hung heavy in the air. Shi Xiangning, ever cheerful, massaged Bai Wanwan. Yet, Liu Hanzhi, who was live-streaming to hundreds of thousands of adoring fans before the camera, was anything but cheerful.

What good were hundreds of thousands of adoring fans? Under normal circumstances, Liu Hanzhi wouldn’t spare these people a single glance, were it not for Wanwan’s mission.

This thought only fueled Liu Hanzhi’s irritation. She mused that it would be best if a significant client appeared tonight; otherwise…

Before Liu Hanzhi could even finish her thoughts, a striking message suddenly appeared in the live stream chat.

These were ‘bullet comments’ that only appeared at the very top of the stream after a payment. The more money spent, the more elaborate the comment, and the longer it remained visible.

Liu Hanzhi’s gaze was instantly drawn to it, for the value of that conspicuous message was a staggering ten thousand yuan!

It would remain pinned at the top of the live stream for a full thirty minutes.

“Wanwan! Come quickly!”

Liu Hanzhi shot to her feet, her plump thighs, encased in black stockings, slamming directly into the corner of the table. The sudden impact made her wince in pain, even tearing her stockings.

Yet, she paid it no mind, quickly waving Bai Wanwan over, urging her to take a look.

It wasn’t merely to see the ten-thousand-yuan message itself, but rather to direct her attention to its content.

The message was straightforward: it requested Bai Wanwan to contact the sender proactively after seeing it. They had an issue beyond their capabilities and sought Bai Wanwan’s help.

Regarding compensation, the sender was equally generous, stating that Bai Wanwan could name her price once the problem was resolved.

“A new job?”

Bai Wanwan leaned closer to the camera, scrutinizing the content of the prominent message.

[Master Bai peeking.]

[Master Bai is so cute.]

[Is there a job? When will Master Bai live-stream ghost hunting?]

Upon seeing Bai Wanwan, whom they hadn’t seen in a while, the bullet comments immediately became lively.

After all, who wouldn’t adore a gentle, pure, and beautiful folklore expert?

“Here’s the phone number, Wanwan. Would you like to try contacting them?”

Liu Hanzhi brought up the backend message, and Bai Wanwan nodded, then jotted down the number.

Bai Wanwan dialed the number, and almost instantly, the call was answered.

A hoarse female voice, sounding incredibly haggard, came from the other end.

“Master Bai, is that you? I’m at my wit’s end, truly, I have no other choice. I beg you to help me, to save my entire family.”

Before the woman on the phone could finish speaking, she had already broken down into excited sobs.

Bai Wanwan gestured for Liu Hanzhi to continue managing the live stream, then she retreated alone to the living room.

“Don’t rush, speak slowly. How can I save your family?”

Bai Wanwan’s voice held a steady calm.

“It’s my son. My son has gone missing.”

“Missing? If he’s missing, you should contact the police.”

Bai Wanwan frowned. Surely, the woman wasn’t expecting her to divine her son’s whereabouts, was she?

“Master Bai, you don’t understand my family’s situation. We are from Hexi Province. Years ago, my elderly family members fell ill, and we exhausted all our savings for their treatment.

With no other choice, we returned to our old home in Hexi Province to live.”

“Near our ancestral village, there’s a very famous ‘ominous village.’ I believe you might have heard of it.”

“Fengmen Village?”

Bai Wanwan inquired in a deep voice.

“Exactly! That’s the place! My son… my son ran off to play there, and that’s when he disappeared.”

Bai Wanwan’s brows furrowed deeply, her gaze falling upon the laptop she had brought back from Chu Annian.

While simultaneously calming the woman, she opened the laptop and began searching for information regarding Fengmen Village in Hexi Province.

“Both officials and the villagers organized search parties. They reported clearly hearing children’s laughter and playful shouts not far away during their search.

However, when they followed the sounds, they found no one, not even a trace of activity.”

“No one has dared to approach that village for a long time. It’s overgrown with weeds, and everything is covered in dust. If children were laughing and playing there, it would be impossible for them to leave no traces whatsoever.”

“Then one day, my family and I, holding onto a glimmer of hope, decided to search the village again, and that’s when I heard my son crying.”

“As a mother, my heart is connected to my son. I could never mistake his cries, not in a lifetime.”

“The crying was very close, coming from within a courtyard wall. Disregarding any taboos, I climbed over the wall and went inside…”

“But the moment I entered the courtyard, the crying abruptly ceased. The yard was in complete disarray, utterly empty, with no signs of anyone ever having been there!”

“It was a courtyard with a large main hall, and in the very center of the yard, a lounge chair was placed. Strangely, while everything else around it was covered in dust and chaotic, that particular lounge chair gleamed brightly, looking as though it were brand new.”