Chapter 514: Holy shit! I was really scared

The man felt cold all over, his body froze in place, and cold sweat rolled down his temples.

He dared not move, breathe, or even blink.

Because he clearly saw a pale hand slowly extending from behind his shoulder!

The hand was as pale as paper, the nails were a strange black and purple color, and the five fingers were slightly bent, as if they were about to touch his shoulder in the next second.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene clearly through the front camera:

[Fuck! This scene is so fucking scary! ]

[My legs are weak...]

The man's eyes almost popped out of his head. He was a grown man in his forties and almost cried.

"Now listen to me."

Huo Qinghuang spoke quickly, "There is a statue of Guan Gong in the southeast corner of your living room, right? Go and turn the tip of the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade to due west. No matter what you hear during this process, don't look back."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

The man was trembling, his teeth were chattering, and he almost crawled towards the living room.

Sure enough, in the living room, the familiar statue of Guan Gong was standing quietly in the corner.

The man tried to turn the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, a symbol of loyalty, with trembling hands.

But the moment he touched the blade!

The figure of the female ghost was completely revealed, with a pale face without eyeballs, a bright red gauze dress, and disheveled hair, just staring blankly at her in the live broadcast room.

[Oh shit! I was really scared to death! ]

[Host, can you take this female ghost away quickly? It's too scary! ]

After all, the netizens were not present at the scene, and with Huo Qinghuang in charge, even if they were afraid, their fear was limited and they could still continue to post comments.

But men are different.

When he saw this scene through his mobile phone, he reflexively hugged the statue of Guan Gong and burst into tears.

"Anchor, save me!"

The man was in tears and was so frightened that he couldn't help but look back.

“Don’t look back.”

Huo Qinghuang's calm voice came through the phone clearly, having a calming effect.

"Keep turning due west."

The man clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and pushed hard with both hands.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade slowly turned and finally pointed steadily to the west.

At that moment!

"ah!"

A shrill scream exploded from behind him!

He was so frightened that he fell to the ground with the Guan Gong statue, and his cell phone fell far away. All that was left in the camera was the falling incense burner and the overturned offerings.

Huo Qinghuang simply couldn't bear to look at it.

This guy is really useless.

Originally, I didn't want him to face the female ghost directly, but I ended up even dropping the statue of Guan Gong.

Now I can't avoid facing it.

Sure enough, a flash of red appeared in front of the camera, and the next moment, a man's scream pierced everyone's eardrums.

[Shit! Wasn't he killed by a female ghost? ]

[Host, please help! ]

[Oh no! There is no movement. Has he died? ]

There are barrages of comments one after another, some are genuinely concerned, while others are just there to watch the fun.

On the other hand, Taoist masters such as Zhang Tianshi and Xuan Lingzi were calm and steady as old dogs.

They had already seen Huo Qinghuang's methods, so they were not worried at all that she couldn't even deal with a female ghost.

Sure enough, in the video, Huo Qinghuang shook his head, suddenly stretched out a finger, drew a talisman in the air, and then flicked his finger.

In an instant, the talisman turned into a stream of light, passed through the phone screen, and went straight towards the female ghost.

"ah!"

The female ghost let out another shrill scream.

A few seconds later, the man crawled back to the camera in a panic, his face so pale that he looked like he was about to die on the spot.

"Lord, Lord, save me..."

The man was trembling, terribly frightened, but his remaining sanity forced him to ask Huo Qinghuang for help.

Huo Qinghuang looked at him with disdain and said calmly: "This female ghost in red did not mean to harm you maliciously, but was used by someone and forcibly attached to your family's ancestral grave."

"She suffered humiliation during her lifetime and could not rest in peace after her death. She is full of resentment and is venting her anger on your family."

"But now, I have temporarily suppressed her resentment with the 'Evil-Suppressing Talisman'."

"What you need to do next is to ask someone who really knows how to help her to be liberated."

The man was still in shock and begged subconsciously: "I don't know anyone who knows this business, please help me!"

The veins on Huo Qinghuang's forehead jumped, and he said patiently: "You are in Su Province, not far from Maoshan Sect, just go find them, I don't need to do anything."

After finally having a few days of quiet time, she didn't want to go out during this period.

What's more, if every fortune teller asked her to go there in person, wouldn't she be exhausted to death?

Xuan Lingzi from Maoshan Sect also saw this comment and quickly checked his phone.

[Maoshan Zhenjun: I am the head of Maoshan. If you are not far from Maoshan, you can come to my place to take a look. ]

man:"……"

Apart from the anchor, he doesn't really trust other Taoist priests.

Unfortunately, the host just refused to make a move, and he couldn't force him.

The man gave Huo Qinghuang a resentful look, then reluctantly hung up the phone and went to have a private chat with Xuan Lingzi.

“Fuck!”

Huo Qinghuang couldn't help rubbing his arms.

It's so corny that it gives me goose bumps.

[Hahaha, I doubt it. Did they become enemies with him because they couldn't stand the disgust? ]

[Stop talking, a grown man was actually scared to tears, his face was covered with snot and tears, it's really disgusting! ]

[Hahaha, I can’t take it anymore. Allow me to laugh for a while.]

[Don't go too far! Normal people would be scared of ghosts.]

The barrage started to make jokes again.

"cough!"

Huo Qinghuang coughed heavily and said with a dark face: "The winner of the fourth hexagram will be connected quickly."

As the words fell, the viewers in the live broadcast room were still laughing, and the fourth winner had already impatiently initiated a connection request.

The picture flashed, and a young girl in her early twenties appeared on the screen.

She wore black-framed glasses, her face was frighteningly pale, and she had dark circles under her eyes.

"Hello, host. My name is Zhou Xiaoqian..."

The girl's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her fingers kept twisting the corners of her clothes. "I, I might have seen a ghost..."

Huo Qinghuang narrowed her eyes and her gaze fell on a photo hanging on the wall behind Zhou Xiaoqian.

It was an old-fashioned wedding photo. The bride was wearing a bright red wedding dress, but the groom was wearing... shrouds.

[What the hell! What kind of underworld wedding photo is this?! ]

[The bride is so beautiful, but why does the groom look like a dead person? ]

[Wait, why is this photo moving? ! ]

The barrage of comments suddenly exploded, because all the viewers clearly saw that the groom in the photo slowly turned his head.

Zhou Xiaoqian seemed to realize something and looked back suddenly. When she turned back, she was already in tears: "I found this photo in my attic last week. Since that day, I have dreamed of a man in shrouds standing by my bed every night."

Huo Qinghuang frowned slightly, and after a moment, she said, "You didn't have this photo originally, did you?"