[If only it could really summon ghosts! Damn it, those who spread rumors are foul-mouthed and rotten-hearted. They're taking advantage of the fact that the dead can't speak; they deserve to be punished by ghosts.]

[Every time I watch a streamer burn talismans, I find it amazing. How do they make them spontaneously combust?]

[Haha, spontaneous combustion is easy! Chemistry will broaden your horizons.]

[I'm curious how the streamer will help this Mr. Zhang.]

Zhang Liuxiang was also somewhat bewildered. In his impulsiveness, he only wanted to find a live streamer to help clear his sister's name. But when he calmed down, he thought, "Where in the world are there ghosts, and where are there any real masters?"

Inside the small restaurant, the light bulb suddenly flickered a few times, and a cold wind suddenly blew in from somewhere.

Zhang Liuxiang touched his arm and suddenly felt a little cold.

The crew-cut man and others who had been joking around with him just moments before suddenly widened their eyes in horror.

"Ghosts! Ghosts! There really are ghosts!"

Zhang Liuxiang was taken aback. "You think there are no ghosts? Then why do you believe Hu Qing's nonsense?"

The man with the buzz cut had bulging eyes, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

He suddenly knelt down with a thud and kowtowed several times to Zhang Liuxiang, "Brother Zhang, I was wrong! I shouldn't have spread rumors that I was having an affair with your sister!"

The others also kowtowed or slapped themselves in the face.

Zhang Liuxiang was both angry and furious to see these people like this; it turned out that they had also joined in spreading rumors.

This is no longer a matter of spreading rumors.

He grabbed the man with the buzz cut and punched him, yelling, "Aren't you fucking shameless?!"

The man with the buzz cut was beaten until his face was contorted, but he dared not speak.

A few minutes later, the lights in the small restaurant were restored to normal.