Chapter 100: The Haunted Haouse (1)
Ye Sui smiled and reached out her hand, rubbing Song Bai’s head. “How are your grades lately?”

“I was in the top 50 of the final exam and brought a math paper to write at night,” Song Bai said as she held Ye Sui’s arm tightly.

Standing beside Ye Sui, Chen Shu frowned imperceptibly. Wasn’t the action a bit too intimate? Also… Ye Sui had never touched his head. Why was she so close to this little girl?

Chen Shu calmed down and told himself that it was just a teenage girl. He was the real husband and couldn’t be jealous like before.

Ye Sui noticed the begrudging gaze beside her. She couldn’t help but tilt her head and look at Chen Shu.

Seeing Chen Shu’s face still dark, Ye Sui felt funny. He was handsome, even when he was jealous.

“Is this staff next to Xiao Liu a newcomer?” Song Bai asked calmly. She inexplicably felt a strange, unapproachable aura from the man.

‘Is it just my illusion, or this person seems to be a little bit hostile towards her?’

Ye Sui patted and told Song Bai carefully, “He is Xiao Chen.”

The corners of Chen Shu’s lip curled when Ye Sui called him “Xiao Chen”. He nodded to show cooperation and said nothing, remaining silent.

“Oh.” Feeling the dark aura coming from Chen Shu, she squatted beside the director to play with her mobile phone.

The guests came one by one; it was already eight o’clock in the evening. Everyone was standing in the living room, and the show began to be filmed on time and broadcasted live.

This haunted house was now used as a recording venue.

Although there were urban legends, there had never been anything fatal. That was why the program group chose this place.

There were men and women among the celebrity guests and many men among the staff. The whole recording scene was full of Yang energy, and there were also professional security and medical teams. They were not afraid at all.

Suddenly, Ye Sui saw a strange woman, about 40 years old, looking calm in the corner. When she introduced herself, she only mentioned that her surname was Zhu.

At the beginning of the show, the director first told everyone a story about this haunted house.

It was said that there was a theater on this street during the Republic of China, where many celebrities would sing. The one who lived in this house was a mistress who liked to listen to drama.

During the war, the artillery shell blew up all the land and almost razed it to the ground.

Later, when the street was rebuilt, the first resident of the house often heard singing and footsteps in the middle of the night, but no one went out.

Although there had been no accidents, those who moved in would move out because of fear. Over time, no one lived here.

The director’s storytelling was vivid and decent, as if it was real.

The celebrity guests were sitting on the sofa. The big clock in the quiet house made a dull sound, and Director Sun’s hoarse voice followed the rustling second hand, beating everyone’s heart one by one.

Director Sun smiled weirdly. “This is where everyone is going to live tonight. Good luck to you.”

A muscular man named Jingang spoke with a disdainful tone, “Director, doesn’t your program group also have to live here at night?”

The horrible atmosphere paved by Director Sun was instantly destroyed. “…”

At the same time, the netizens, who were watching the live broadcast on the Internet, were so excited that they could not sleep.

“Sleeping in a haunted house late at night, I don’t want to sleep tonight!”

“Did you see the stranger sitting in the corner? I know all the other stars. Who is that person? This is a haunted house… Huhu, I’m so scared!”

“Don’t scare yourself! Did you forget what the program group said? They would invite the professionals! I think that person’s aura is very professional. Our Great immortal Ye has met a master… Hahaha.”

Chapter 100: The Haunted House (2)
After the director left, the guests began to either sit down, sleep early, or do their own things.

Ye Sui took out the instant noodles from her bag. “Is anyone hungry? Do you want to eat supper?”

Jingang raised his hand. “Give me two packs.”

To keep fit, none of the female guests had the habit of eating supper.

Song Bai took out her homework, a math paper. “By the time I finish my homework, instant noodles will be cooked.”

Jingang looked at the blank questions on Song Bai’s homework and volunteered to teach her. Although he had a muscular body, his college entrance examination result was outstanding.

The big, muscular Jingang sat next to Song Bai, a teenage high school student. With great patience, he began to teach her math problems.

Zhao Hui pulled out a mask from her bag. After washing her face, she applied the mask and played with her mobile phone.

The atmosphere was peaceful, and the calmness of these stars made Director Sun very satisfied. This was precisely what he wanted. ‘They are calm now. But in the middle of the night, when the assigned group scares them, they will absolutely shit their pants.’

“I feel that these stars have not come to live in haunted houses. Are they really not here to experience life?”

“Except for cooking instant noodles in a haunted house, solving math problems, applying beauty masks, what else can they do? Show it all to us. Hahahaha, isn’t this too funny?”

The scent of instant noodles floated in the empty living room. Finally, one of the guests realized that they were participating in a supernatural variety show.

Jiangang: “The taste is too fragrant. Aren’t you afraid to attract ghosts?”

There was another laugh in the screen bullet. Not a single person believed the house was haunted.

There was a laugh heard in the hall. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Ye Sui turned off the fire, opened the lid, and prepared to serve instant noodles.

Master Zhu was very quiet. She sat in the corner with a solemn expression, looked at the group of celebrities coldly, shook her head, and sighed again.

In the silent room, a long sigh suddenly sounded, and everyone burst into a cold sweat. They followed the voice and focused on Master Zhu.

Why did Master Zhu suddenly sigh? Was there something?

They had almost forgotten. The program team had invited Master Zhu to this place. Did her strange behavior mean that there was something odd in this room?

The celebrities became more and more afraid as they thought about it.

Ye Sui was the only one who was not silent and asked seriously, “Master Zhu, do you want to eat instant noodles too?”

Master Zhu thought for a while, stretched out a finger slowly, and said, “A small bowl is enough.”

It turned out that Zhu Tianshi was hungry instead of finding anything unusual. Everyone was surprised. They watched Ye Sui fill a bowl of instant noodles and bring it to her.

Then, Master Zhu, who was indifferent in their first meeting, picked up the chopsticks and sucked the noodles. Although the expression was still serious…

Master Zhu, where did your high-end, elegant, and classy mannerisms go?

“The guests of this program are all funny. Why is Master Zhu so serious?”

“She is an orthodox disciple of Mt. Mao and is a serious celestial master. Although her temperament is quiet, she is deep and passionate inside. That’s all. Oh, forget it! I can’t explain it.”

This program was recorded throughout, and cameras were installed in every corner of the house to show the lives of the stars who lived here for one night.

Of course, the bathroom had no camera. When the stars went in to change clothes, they would not be recorded.

The number of guests was relatively large, and it was impossible to take turns to use the same room. Other female celebrities went into separate rooms and covered the camera with clothes.

Ye Sui entered the bathroom without a camera. She changed into a set of pajamas and was about to brush her teeth and wash her face.

“Where is Ye Sui? She disappeared from the screen! Is something wrong? Even though she has supernatural powers, I’m worried.”

“She just entered the bathroom for a second, okay? Don’t speak nonsense at night. Also, how can there be something wrong with so many staff members at the scene?”