Fang Zhiyi immediately screened his "students," picking out the ones with the greatest abilities. With Xiaotao's help, he had them communicate with the authorities.
Lost technical details and unimplemented ideas were brought up one by one.
After these matters were handed over, these ghosts with special skills actually began to dissipate. Before leaving, they thanked Fang Zhiyi and Xiaotao.
"Teacher, this is..."
Fang Zhiyi squinted, "In scientific terms, their magnetic fields changed, causing us to no longer be able to see them."
"Oh..." Xiaotao seemed to understand, but not completely.
"To put it more simply, their lingering obsessions dissipated, so naturally, they went where they were supposed to go."
When Xiaotao started her live stream again, viewers flocked in.
A ghost who had been a math teacher in life revealed a "kind" smile.
"A lecture for ten thousand!" He was extremely excited, and what followed was a four-hour-long math class.
"I thought seeing a ghost would keep me awake, but..."
"I can't take it either, I need to sleep for a bit."
This was the live stream with the fewest comments since Xiaotao started broadcasting, but after the lecture, the math teacher also dissipated, satisfied.
Xiaotao found her own direction: she wanted to help these ghosts lingering in the human world move on.
It wasn't that she was particularly compassionate; it was actually because these guys were learning bad habits extremely fast. Catching up with this era of universal live streaming, these ghosts had no idea what they were watching all day. The great poet Li and the old pedant, who used to speak in classical Chinese, were now spouting internet slang all day and had recently started studying mahjong!
Xiaotao felt this was wrong, terribly wrong.
Fang Zhiyi also felt he had fallen into a pit he dug himself. He could hardly find any free time. Xiaotao was invited by the authorities to solve some paranormal incidents or try to find certain key ghosts, so naturally, he had to go along. Back and forth, he practically became a hired hand.
The plan to use Xiaotao to deal with the female lead also had no time to be implemented.
Until Little Hei brought him news about the male and female leads.
"That human and ghost are now living like a resentful couple, having small quarrels every three days, big fights every five days, and even getting physical when they're in the mood."
When Fang Zhiyi had some free time, he specifically checked out Zhao Manqi's live stream. What he saw made him laugh.
Zhao Manqi seemed to have found a new niche: she live-streamed her arguments with Shen Yan! And there were several hundred people watching! Shen Yan also seemed to have dropped his airs and was willing to manifest.
Thus, Zhao Manqi's live stream became one of the only two streams online with an actual ghost. But everyone knew she was different from Xiaotao; Xiaotao was radiant and glorious, while Zhao Manqi was just a clown.
Zhao Manqi seemed to have decided to smash the pot since it was already cracked, completely going down the path of extreme feminism. Especially when arguing with Shen Yan, every other word was about gender, her "fist techniques" precise. After provoking Shen Yan, she would then say that as a man, he should give in to her, basically trying to have her cake and eat it too.
Only Fang Zhiyi, through the screen, saw the murderous intent in Shen Yan's eyes. Then he saw Shen Yan give a strange laugh before gradually disappearing.
Zhao Manqi paid him no mind; she was used to it.
"Sisters, am I right?"
Surprisingly, several women in the live stream even sent her gifts.
"That's exactly it! Right!"
"Don't be afraid of him! He's just a male ghost!"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. Forget it. You make your own bed, you lie in it. As the saying goes, it's not scary to hear a ghost cry, but a ghost's laugh is terrifying. That kind of laugh from Shen Yan meant he had murder on his mind.
Thinking about it, it made sense. Shen Yan had lost everything now, was forcibly bound to Zhao Manqi, couldn't achieve his own goals, and had to endure Zhao Manqi's insults. The fact that he had endured this long was already a testament to his ghostly talent.
Sure enough, just three days later, a "live-streamed murder" news story dominated the hot searches.
When Zhao Manqi started her live stream as usual, ordering Shen Yan around while spraying spit, Shen Yan suddenly dove straight into her mouth. The few hundred viewers in Zhao Manqi's live stream were stunned. Then they watched as Zhao Manqi sat down, stood up, behaved bizarrely, and kept begging for mercy.
"I was wrong! Let me go!"
"You know I only say those things for those idiots. If I didn't, how would they send me gifts?"
"No, I didn't really think that! You're a man, you should give in to me!"
"How is this not equality?"
Finally, she grabbed a pair of scissors.
When she acted, it was as if she felt no pain, her face covered with a strange smile, her eyes fixed straight on the phone's camera. It's said most people in the live stream had nightmares for days.
Fang Zhiyi made a special trip there. Unexpectedly, Zhao Manqi's ghost did not appear.
When he saw Shen Yan, shrouded in murderous aura, Fang Zhiyi understood. This guy was crazy enough to kill and seize a soul.
Shen Yan no longer looked like his former self. His entire face was grotesquely swollen, looking ugly and disgusting. Fang Zhiyi was even curious how he had avoided the backlash of the curse. Logically, since he killed Zhao Manqi, he should have died too.
He seemed to remember Fang Zhiyi, lunging straight at him.
"I actually admire your courage a little..." Fang Zhiyi extended his hand.
"Boom!"
A lightning bolt as thick as a bucket streaked across.
Fang Zhiyi shuddered. That damn Heavenly Dao actually made a move so suddenly?
But strangely, he was unharmed. That lightning bolt directly took Shen Yan away.
Fang Zhiyi stood there in a daze.
After a long while, he looked strangely at the sky, then at Little Hei. Little Hei met his gaze and swallowed hard.
After both the male and female leads disappeared, Fang Zhiyi couldn't enjoy the leisure he had in previous worlds. Instead, he toiled diligently like an old workhorse because Xiaotao was invited to conduct searches nationwide. She was also dedicated to resolving the lingering obsessions of ghosts. Although he didn't want to get involved, with Xiaotao calling him "Teacher" left and right, he had no choice.
There were always some ghosts that weren't so cooperative.
As a medium, Xiaotao would always set things up and then begin communicating with the ghosts.
"Are you there?"
"None of your damn business!"
"I'm here to help you."
"Help your mother!"
"Are you the owner of this house?"
"I'm your daddy!"
"They say you won't leave because you haven't been properly laid to rest. Do you need me to find someone to chant scriptures for you?"
"Get lost!"
Xiaotao opened her eyes, shaking her head regretfully at the staff nearby and her assistant, Little Chao. Little Chao looked sympathetic.
"Since you don't understand Buddhist teachings, my teacher also knows a thing or two about... physical persuasion."
"?"
A large hand grabbed its head and twisted it a hundred and eighty degrees.
It was met with Fang Zhiyi's eyes, devoid of whites and filled entirely with darkness, and a grin of gleaming white teeth.
"You're in luck. I haven't been in a very good mood lately, so I hope you can last a little longer."
The ghost, though it had no saliva, also swallowed hard.
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