"Damn it! I bought a house there before. Fortunately, I got out. Otherwise, I'd be dead by now.
The floor breaks with a little force. If an earthquake comes, what's the point of escaping? We'll just wait to die!
Never mind earthquakes, if I do some exercise, I'll probably be able to face my downstairs neighbors!
This passed inspection! Are those people blind! Does the developer's conscience not hurt at all!
I checked the inspection data. Good heavens, if it rains heavily a few more times, my house will probably leak again.
This lightning rod is probably not great either. Besides showering on rainy days, I might also get to experience some lightning spanking.
#Guarded for years, building exposed#
#The houses we live in, are they really safe?#
Several topics trended.
Countless netizens followed the progress of the matter.
Qi Yaoyao's vigil touched them.
The actions of the unscrupulous developer ignited their hearts, their anger having nowhere to vent.
What worried them even more, and everyone following this matter, was:
Are the houses they live in truly safe?
Even the building materials were problematic, yet it was completed and sold!
What about theirs?
Could their houses also have problems?
This was no longer just a problem with one building.
It had become a matter of public welfare.
At the same time, various relevant departments were also investigated.
With such a situation, the departments were certainly not unrelated.
And those
who had bought houses there now felt fortunate to have saved their lives.
As the saying goes, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.
Many people spontaneously went to offer incense to Qi Yaoyao, hoping she would be well wherever she was.
And that seemed to be all they could do for her.
As the investigation proceeded, the developer and those involved were all found out.
That developer turned out to be the boss of the largest real estate company in the area.
The nation was furious.
This person had taken their life savings to live well, yet made them live in such houses!
Many people began to return houses under this company, and even employees started to resign.
Why bother taking money from such unscrupulous merchants!
Continuing to work there would not only be unbearable for themselves but would also lead to their being scorned by those around them.
As this matter became widely known, more people began to pay attention to the Live Stream: Daily Healing in the Underworld.
More "soul painters" emerged.
The ghosts in the live stream could not be recorded or screenshotted.
They depicted the exciting scenes from the live stream using Q-version characters and
created short videos.
The characters in the footage were lively and even a bit cute.
In a hospital room, a Q-version Bai Wuchang and an old man floated in mid-air.
Below.
A group of Q-version middle-aged people gathered, chattering noisily, while a few children huddled in a corner of the room, trembling.
The Q-version old man in mid-air was so angry he jumped up and down, and the artist even added flames behind him.
The scene immediately became more amusing.
Amidst this chaotic scene, only the Q-version Bai Wuchang appeared calm.
A viewer added text for him: "I'll just silently watch you perform."
Then, the Bai Wuchang turned and asked the old man, "Do you want to go back and struggle a bit more?"
Immediately after, the old man on the hospital bed sat up.
This terrified the entire room of middle-aged people.
Their mouths hung open, their eyes turned into blank circles.
Seeing this, the old man got up and started hitting them one by one.
With each hit
on the heads of the Q-version middle-aged people, a bright red bulge would appear.
Netizens burst into laughter.
"I think I can struggle a bit more!"
"If you have the guts, hit me a few more times, I'll put in the effort!"
Besides this, there were several other similar Q-version videos.
They not only recreated the exciting moments of the scene but also added a lot of fun.
Making people roar with laughter.
Among them, one video was funded by fans of the live stream.
The Q-version Bai Wuchang stood in an empty room.
Behind him was a huge underworld passage.
Countless ghostly energies emanated from within.
Beside him, ghosts were lined up.
These Q-version ghosts walked towards the underworld passage step by step, with their feet moving in unison.
A soft-looking young girl fanned herself nearby, shouting cute slogans:
"One, two, one, one, two, one!"
At this moment.
The Bai Wuchang in the scene looked at the camera, his Q-version face still having baby fat.
He looked serious.
"I hope those who have watched my live stream do not seek out ghosts, as it is easy to die."
His voice was crisp and clear.
Paired with that expression, it was simply adorable.
A group of netizens below the video were squealing, like mother fans and girlfriend fans.
"This is too cute, owo~"
"Hold yourselves back! This is Lord Wuchang! Although he's really cute, we can't be rude!"
"I've decided, Lord Wuchang will be my male god from now on!"
At the end of the video were the fan rules summarized by the fans.
As excellent fans, we must
"Know and abide by the law, and resolutely do not do anything illegal!"
"Be helpful, the more the better, be someone who won't go to hell!"
"And absolutely do not seek out ghosts, do not court death, and do not increase the workload for the underworld!"
A fan group from the mortal world was officially formed.
As for official certification, they dared not even dream of it.
It was enough to keep it within their own circle.
The Underworld.
The group of ghosts sent by Jiang Lin were quickly judged.
As he expected, most of those ghosts had not caused any deaths.
Only two people, one had overused self-defense in his youth and served time in prison.
Another, while fleeing after stealing, knocked over an old man, causing a death.
These two were to be punished.
As for those without fault, some chose to continue being ghosts and remain in the underworld.
Some chose to let go of the past and head to the Yellow Springs Road to reincarnate.
Speaking of which, the Meng Po on the Bridge of Helplessness had been replaced by another ghost attendant.
Also a female ghost, with strength above that of a ghost general.
Jiang Lin had seen her a few times when he guided souls.
He had greeted her but hadn't chatted much.
Since the thousand-year-old Meng Po left, the Bridge of Helplessness felt like something was missing.
Jiang Lin thought about it, perhaps it was a missing scenic element.
And a story with a thousand years of history.
But with so many souls coming and going,
who would remember
that a thousand-year-old Meng Po had served them Meng Po soup several times?
As old souls departed, new souls arrived.
However, if one were to speak of stories,
the stories on the Bridge of Helplessness would likely be endless.