Chapter 150 Walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms

Chapter 150 Walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms

Chapter 150 Walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms
"One, two, three, wooden man."

The soft voice fell gently, Xiao Ke turned around, and the stone sculptures in the house were as majestic as before. They had not moved before, and they did not move now.

'Fast forward to haunted'

"Hurry up and get the staff dressed as ghosts out. This is too boring now..."

Tang Xin was walking slowly on the deserted street. A few discordant comments flashed across the live broadcast room and were quickly deleted by the room manager - the room manager himself was now sitting in the RV.

Several anchors have entered the town at this moment. Park Changfan sat at his desk, looking at the computer screen in front of him, thinking about a question in his mind:
Who was the user with the ID [Poguan] who gave the prompt in Azhen and Aqiang’s live broadcast room and told them to run away quickly?
This live broadcast of the accident resulted in a fatal accident. After the police arrived, they investigated the scene, checked Ah Zhen’s body and Ah Qiang’s mental state, closed the air-raid shelter, and used public power to access the databases of several major navigation software on the market, calling satellites to screen all vehicles near Zanju Town on the day of the incident...

Despite such an intense investigation, not a single bit of information about Po Guan has been released, even though his comments in the live broadcast room were so suspicious.

Is it because they can’t find it? Or do they not want to find it? Or… they don’t dare to find it?

As Park Chang-fan was thinking, he saw a human-shaped stone statue with blurred facial features appear in Xiao Ke's live broadcast room. It seemed to be a semi-finished product with just a contour carved out. The sarcastic comment "Fast forward to haunted" quickly passed across the stone statue's face.

Obviously, many viewers are curious about this urban legend filled with a weird atmosphere, but they do not believe that there is any supernatural phenomenon. They watch the anchor's adventure, and they hope to see the previous mysteries get reasonable explanations in the "Approaching Science" style.

But Park Chang-hwan felt that things might not be that simple.

Earlier today, Taoist Duan Geng told him that there was ghostly energy to the north of the Jade Urn, and Zanju Town was the source of this ghostly energy.

Master Duan is an expert hired by Manager Pang Xuesong at a huge price. Park Changfan doesn't like these rich people and thinks that the capitalists have very bad consciences. But even though he hates them, he thinks that although the morals of rich people may be corrupt, their IQs are definitely not low and they will not waste money meaninglessly.

Manager Pang was willing to spend so much money to invite someone here, so Taoist Duan must have real skills. Since the Taoist said that there was a ghost in Zanju Town, then there must be something unclean in this town.

Park Changfan took a look at Xia Chong's live broadcast room and didn't see the big white legs he wanted to see, because Xia Chong was taking pictures of the four-faced Buddha in the center of the town.

Judging from the blurred outline of the facial features, Xia Chong should have been driven around the town by the logistics team and entered the town from the back mountain in the north.

"Let's give the Taoist priest a call..." Park Changfan looked at the anchors on the screen who were craving for traffic at the expense of their lives, and felt that something bad would happen to them sooner or later if they continued like this, so he took out his cell phone, opened the address book, and planned to call Duan Geng to ask.

At this moment, a pop-up window suddenly popped up on the mobile phone screen, which was the video software applying for permission to access the local address book.

Park Changfan is a trouble-shy person and doesn't like to give these rogue software extra permissions. But now he accidentally clicked "Agree" because of his hasty actions. He was about to go to the settings page to revoke the permissions when suddenly, a new pop-up window popped up on the video software:

'Found your address book friends, your friends are using xx, go check it out! '

Below the notification is a list of recommended accounts. The one using his ID photo as his avatar seems to be Manager Pang, the one using Green Lotus Sword Song Li Bai as his avatar is his younger brother Park Changsheng, and there is another person using the default avatar who I don’t know who he is... No, I know.

The friends in the address book pushed by the software have a variety of avatars, some are travel selfies, some are game characters, and some are beautiful girls. Only the default pigeon avatar is particularly eye-catching among the bright colors. Behind the pigeon avatar is the user ID, which is just two short words: "Po Guan"

"What the hell." Park Changfan's eyes suddenly widened, and he was a little confused for a moment.

Po Guan? Which Po Guan? Is it the Po Guan I think of? Why is Po Guan in my address book? What does this ID mean?
Park Changfan quickly checked the personal information of the friends recommended by the video software one by one, and matched them with the contacts in the address book. After rounds of elimination, only the last number was left unmatched.

Taoist Priest Duan Geng’s number.

Clicking into the personal homepage of user 'Poguan', he did not lock the follow list, which was filled with all female anchors who were barely showing any skin. Among them, there were a few anchors whose pictures were particularly well edited that looked particularly familiar to Park Changfan - this afternoon, Taoist Master Duan Geng showed him his mobile phone, and the Taoist master's follow list was also filled with all female Bodhisattvas who were barely showing any skin.

It was just that Park Chang-hwan was blinded by Nako at the time and did not notice such details as the Taoist priest's profile picture and user ID.

It was not until now, when he accidentally touched the software permissions and received the address book friends pushed by the system, that he accidentally noticed this unusual fact.

Park Changfan put down his phone and looked up at the five live broadcast rooms on the computer screen in a daze: "Master Duan Geng is the 'Po Guan' of the past?"

The person who gave rockets to Aqiang's live broadcast room and left a message asking them to flee quickly was Taoist Duan Geng? Did he already know about the weirdness of Zanju Town?
A horrible chill came from behind, crawling up the back of his head along his stiff muscles. Looking at the mobile phone in his hand and the computer screen in front of him, an indescribable and strange feeling quietly surged into his heart.

I just heard the Taoist priest talk about the incident in Zanju Town in the afternoon, and when I got home, I was pushed to the live broadcast room of "Super Thriller Live". Just when I was about to call the Taoist priest, I accidentally touched the pop-up window of the software and was pushed to the friends of "Poguan". By chance, I learned about the secret relationship between the Taoist priest and the accident that year.

The push can be explained by big data. It is not uncommon for a mobile phone screen to be accidentally touched. The Taoist priest's phone number does exist in one's address book, and it is normal for the software to recommend him as a friend in the address book. Everything is so normal and reasonable, without any illogical or counter-intuitive aspects.

The development of the story was so natural that it made Park Chang-hwan feel cold.

It was as if a big hand called "fate" quietly wove today's smooth plot development on a loom, with layers of progress and links, and fragile and ingenious logic connected together very naturally, guiding me to slowly approach some indescribable weirdness without knowing why.

Park Changfan lowered his head and glanced at the mobile phone in his hand. Taoist Duan Geng's phone number was quietly lying in the address book.

Looking up, I saw the hot girl Xia Chong walking alone on the dark street, holding a selfie stick and a high-powered flashlight in one hand and a black cat in the other.

The black cat is not pure black. The tips of its four paws are white, as if it were wearing four small white gloves. Black cats with this fur color are called "Treading Snow to Search for Plum Blossoms" by people who know the cat well.

According to folklore, black cats are psychic and can see things that ordinary people cannot see. Black cats with special fur colors are even more spiritual. "Dark Clouds Covering Snow" and "Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow" are famous psychic cats.

Looking at 'Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow' held in the arms of the summer insects, for some reason, Park Chang-fan lost the courage to call Taoist Priest Duan.

(End of this chapter)