21 Chapter 21 (Three in One)

◎Mickey Mouse's death brought tears to my eyes.◎

All the viewers in the live broadcast room saw Master Qing Si's reaction.

The barrage in the live broadcast room of Qing Si Master——

[Oh my god! Master Qing Si's reaction... Is she telling the truth?!]

[So, if I can just move in, my luck will improve?]

[Please, please, please! Master Qianyang, is there any backlash? Will there be retribution? Or will it overdraft the blessings of future generations?]

【Can it really change your fortune? 】

Master, can others follow your example?

…

Qianyang live broadcast room barrage——

【Laughing to death.】

[Even through the screen, I could feel the eyes of Qing Si fans become clearer.]

[It seems like the priorities are reversed. It's not that Blade Tower brings good luck to others, but that the good luck of others blesses them, so the people in Blade Tower have better luck.]

【Ahhhh!!! Chiharu is awesome!】

[A certain master seems to be confused. ]

Looking at the comments scrolling through the two livestream rooms, Qian Yang replied, "There won't be any backlash, because this method doesn't steal someone else's luck. It simply brings together people with exceptional luck and compatible horoscopes to form an Eye of Luck."

"As for imitating it? This method requires the right time, place, and people. None of these are indispensable. I'm afraid it's rare to see it in hundreds of years. The master behind Blade Tower is quite capable."

It seems that Xuanmen has not yet fallen to an irreversible point.

Qian Yang glanced at Master Qing Si's stiff figure on the screen and asked with a smile, "Master Qing Si, so, I have finally answered your question?"

Master Qing Si took a deep breath and remained silent for a long time.

【Speak! Are you mute?】

[Aren't you quite good at mocking people's crooked ways?]

Qianyang has achieved academic success at such a young age. I understand your jealousy of her, but at least you should accept defeat, right?

There are always people better than you. Is it difficult to admit that others are better than you?

What about the pattern?

[Playing dead?]

…

[Willing to accept defeat? What bet did Master Qing Si make with her?]

[Hasn't the money for teaching and answering questions already been paid? The payment and goods are settled, what does Master Qingsi have to say?]

[Qianyang fans also know that there are always people better than you? What are they so arrogant about? ]

[Speechless, no respect for the seniors.]

Qian Yang sneered and said, "Senior? In Xuanmen, anyone who could call themselves a senior to me would have long been buried."

"Master Qing Si, since you speak so confidently about the master behind me and that I am not orthodox, then I would like to ask, why are my words and actions not orthodox? And how can they harm the luck of others?"

Master Qingsi did not appear in the live broadcast, only half of his body was exposed to the camera.

At this moment, his body looked extremely stiff, his chest was motionless, as if he had lost his breath.

The comments were noisy and chaotic. After a long while, Master Qing Si finally made a move. He shifted his body, his throat dry, and said, "Master Qianyang, please forgive me for my ignorance and lack of understanding of the true meaning of Xuanmen. Therefore, I have offended you. Please forgive me."

【Master Qing Si...】

[Oh my god, how could Master Qing Si apologize to such a person? ]

Even if she could explain the origin of Blade Tower, it doesn't mean she is an orthodox Xuanmen.

[Speechless, stop talking. Master Qing Si definitely doesn't want things to get too serious, so he's compromising.]

[Yes, that’s all we need to know.]

Compromise?

Qianyang scoffed.

Who provoked whom first? If he hadn't come forward, she would never have intended to pursue the matter of the platform and him colluding to suppress Qianyang.

How come here, she became the villain and Qing Si had to compromise?

【Don't be shameless. 】

[Qingsi fans have faces as big as plates.]

[It's hilarious! There's no evidence, but he just said it, and now he's being the one to compromise?]

As a popular anchor with hundreds of thousands of followers, doesn't he know how influential his words are? Doesn't he know how terrifying online public opinion and rumors are?

[People who watch the metaphysics livestream all believe in the concept of luck to some degree. He said that, completely destroying Qianyang's job and future. His intentions are extremely sinister!]

[This is such a great way of confusing right and wrong! Disgusting.]

…

Seeing the debate intensifying, Master Qing Si had no choice but to intervene: "Everyone, calm down. I may have misunderstood Master Qian Yang. I would like to apologize for what I said. I'm sorry."

Qianyang lowered her eyes and raised the corner of her mouth with a smile. She was a country bumpkin who had just come down from the mountains, but she was not a fool.

"Master Qingsi admits his lack of training and knowledge. I'm sure your audience has learned something from you as well. So, as a fellow Taoist, I'd like to kindly remind you." Qianyang curved his eyes, his expression sincere. "The mystical arts of the Xuanmen sect are quite profound. A novice like Master Qingsi could easily go astray if he's not careful, let alone gain the trust of others. I'm afraid he'll only mislead others and create a negative influence."

Master Qing Si's breathing stagnated, and then his chest rose and fell rapidly. His emotions were probably fluctuating greatly, and I believe the expression on his face must have been very interesting at this moment.

[If you don't understand, just ask, what are the consequences of forming negative energy? ]

[Oh my god! I trusted him so much before!]

[Tonic! I'm telling you not to trust these things.]

【Wow, I’m so scared!】

…

"Qianyang baby, let's discuss this quietly in private. Master Qingsi's fans definitely don't want to hear it."

[Yes, yes, they definitely believe in Master Qing Si. Let's not meddle in their affairs.]

[Alas, let's go back to our own territory.]

【Master Qing Si, please don't peek at the screen! 】

The comments in Master Qing Si's live broadcast room were silent for a moment:

【……】

What does it matter?

[I don't believe it even if I tell you.]

[Evil power? That's just nonsense.]

【that is! 】

Upon seeing this, Master Qing Si visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qian Yang sighed and said, "Well, you're on your own. I believe Master Qing Si would never deliberately harm you."

"Master Qingsi, I accept your apology. Goodbye."

After saying that, Qianyang signaled Yang Mao to leave Master Qingsi's live broadcast room.

Master, please tell us what will happen if we form negative energy.

[Wait a minute, let me check if Qing Si is peeking at the screen! ]

He was just dying to quit Qianyang's livestream, fearing his fans would believe what Qianyang said.

Qian Yang said calmly, "Don't worry, everyone isn't here yet."

【Um? ! ! 】

[Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter!]

[Hahahaha, the audience of Master Qing Si's live broadcast room dropped by 2,000 in an instant! Can you guess why these 2,000 people left the live broadcast room at the same time?]

[I'm laughing my ass off! His livestream audience is dropping by nearly 5,000 people per minute!]

Guess where all those viewers went?

…

Seeing the rapidly increasing number of viewers in the live broadcast room, Qianyang smiled knowingly.

She was simply giving him a taste of his own medicine.

I Don't Care

I Don't Believe

Is this the legendary saying that your mouth says no, but your body is honest?

I want to laugh when I think of how eager they are to attend the class.

Qian Yang let out a sigh of relief and didn't continue to keep the secret. He explained, "After the evil force is formed, the impact is not great, but once you encounter something related to luck, you will always be one step behind."

[Holy crap... I've been following Qingsi for two years, and for two consecutive years, I missed getting into a key university by just one point! My Gaokao score improved the year I repeated, but I was still just one point short!]

【Master, how can we reverse and avoid this? 】

Qian Yang said: "It would be better to stop the loss in time."

【Thank you, Master! 】

[The words of the first true god in the metaphysics live broadcast area should be very valuable, right? ]

【Suddenly remembered that I haven’t unfollowed Qing Si yet, I’ll go there right away. 】

[I'm very curious about how many fans Master Qing Si will lose because of these few words.]

【I’ll take a screenshot of his current number of followers. 】

…

[Master, if believing in Qing Si can potentially create negative energy, then wouldn't the other lesser-known streamers in the metaphysical area be even more...]

When this comment was posted, all the small anchors in the metaphysics area who were silently watching the screen broke out in sweat.

With Qianyang's current influence, as long as she dares to nod, all the anchors in the metaphysics live broadcast circle will lose a large number of fans.

Qian Yang's expression remained calm as he shook his head, "Of course not. If Master Qing Si had no intention of harming anyone, how could he have gone astray?"

【oh……】

[That makes sense! At least other metaphysics streamers are openly using their traffic to gain traffic, without any behind-the-scenes manipulation.]

[Master Qing Si is even trying to take credit for Qian Yang's achievements.]

[So, even the small anchors on the Little Moon platform who were secretly doing bad things would not believe it.]

[No one trusts that kind of small anchor.]

…

The live broadcast time is almost up, Qianyang plans to go offline and take a break.

【Good news!!!】

[Master Qing Si lost 20,000 followers in half an hour! !]

[Holy crap? That's so exaggerated? He must have lost a lot of followers recently, right?]

[Good guy, don't let all your active fans fall off by then. ]

…

[By the way, didn’t the anchor promise that for every 100,000 fans, he would tell their fortune for free?]

[Yes! It’s almost 300,000 now.]

Qian Yang nodded and said, "No problem. Today's live broadcast has ended, so I'll end it. See you tomorrow."

Qianyang was like checking in every day, not giving the audience any chance to react, and suddenly turned off the live broadcast.

She turned around and saw Yang Mao huddled on the sofa, holding his phone, smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qian Yang asked curiously.

Yang Mao raised his head, a look of triumph on his face, and said, "I was checking Weibo, and a lot of people were complaining about Qing Si."

Qianyang curled her lips. For her, she had vented her anger and the matter was over.

"By the way, Master, can I help you register a Weibo account?"

"Okay, you watch."

Qianyang has already made up her mind that she will not handle other matters. She will simply leave all matters except the live broadcast to Yang Mao. She only needs to focus on the tasks issued by the ancestors.

"Go buy two villas tonight and burn them for our ancestors." Qian Yang paused for a moment and reminded, "Remember, they must be duplexes."

"I understand, Master!"

That night, Yang Mao bought two duplex villas and burned them down for his ancestors.

After Qianyang finished washing up, he played with his phone on the bed for a while.

The signing fee of 57 million was deposited into Qianyang’s card in three installments. The first installment was 5 million and has already been received.

Qianyang planned to take his apprentice to move to a new house first. It was too unfair for him to sleep on the sofa for so long.

Qianyang looked at several four-bedroom, two-living-room houses online, with monthly rents of 23,000 yuan.

Qianyang forwarded several houses that he liked to Yang Mao.

"Master!!!" Yang Mao exclaimed in the living room, "Why are you renting such an expensive house?!"

Qian Yang said, "We are rich now."

Yang Mao said helplessly, "Even if you have money, you can't spend it carelessly! Besides, there are only three of us, including my sister. Why should we rent a house with four bedrooms and two living rooms?"

Qian Yang explained, "Your junior sister has another one."

Yang Mao was stunned for a moment. "Junior sister? She's a ghost, does she also need to live in a separate room?"

Qianyang nodded and said, "Of course."

"Oh..." Yang Mao nodded, still feeling the price was too high. "Master, I know there are some houses that are cheaper. Why don't you let me take a look first?"

Qian Yang yawned and said, "Then you see, the master needs to rest."

"Master, leave it to me!"

Qianyang fell asleep. The light switch was next to the door. She was too lazy to get up and said to the air, "Shuyi, turn off the light."

There was a "click" sound in the quiet room, and the lights suddenly went out, plunging it into darkness.

The belief that all things have spirits is not just a fantasy.

In other words, it is not that all things have spirits, but that all things can become spirits.

A black cat can cultivate into a spiritual creature, and after death it will cultivate in the mountains and rivers; a century-old tree can cultivate into a spiritual creature, and every day of its growth is a cultivation.

Both living and dead things can be cultivated into spirits, so Qin Shuyi, who has become a ghost, can naturally also be cultivated into a spiritual being.

However, there are not many examples of dead souls cultivating themselves into spirits in the world, and they could never do it on their own.

Only if it meets a Taoist who is willing to lend a helping hand can it be led into the path of cultivation.

As luck would have it, Qian Yang was the Xuanshi who was willing to lend a helping hand to Qin Shuyi.

This is the second disciple Qianyang received after he came down the mountain - the ghost disciple.

After a night, Qianyang went under the overpass as usual to teach the old men and women to exercise.

I bought breakfast and went home at 8:30, and started the live broadcast at 9:00.

【Here it comes.】

Good morning, host.

【Benefits for 100,000 fans! 】

【Ahhh, hit me, hit me! 】

[I want to see if the host can really calculate everything! ]

…

Early in the morning, the barrage was very lively.

Qianyang glanced at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room. Within a minute of the broadcast starting, the number had already exceeded five digits.

Qianyang took a bite of the delicious giant hand-pulled pancake and said, "Wait, let's draw two when there are more spectators."

The number of fans backstage has exceeded 250,000, and they are very enthusiastic, often giving gifts in the live broadcast room. Qianyang decided to simply select one viewer to tell fortunes for free for every 100,000 fans he gains.

【Ahhhhh good! 】

[Master, you really like this hand-pulled pancake. ]

【It looks delicious and full of ingredients. 】

I'm hungry.

[The steamed bun in my hand suddenly lost its fragrance.]

Qianyang's cheeks puffed up as he mumbled, "Because it's delicious, and with all the ingredients, it's only twenty-five yuan."

[By the way, Xuanmen Taoists seem to be different from ordinary Taoists. Can you eat meat? ]

[The anchor seems to have no scruples about what he does.]

Qian Yang sat on the balcony sofa, legs crossed, and explained, "You can eat meat. Any concerns? As long as it doesn't affect your Dao heart, there's nothing to worry about."

"The law of the jungle is the law of nature. For some unintelligent animals, being eaten by humans is actually a blessing, as it will help them cultivate in their next life."

"However, it's recommended that you be gentle with animals that have already awakened their intelligence. Before slaughtering them, let them have a good meal. They'll know their life is coming to an end, and they won't harbor resentment."

【I see! 】

[In short, if you follow the laws of nature, there's nothing to worry about, right?]

[Wow! So, can the piglets, chickens, and ducklings I ate cultivate like the little black cat in my next life?]

[It shouldn't be that simple. Cultivation requires great opportunity.]

[Wow, I think of the old yellow ox in my hometown. Whenever I got lost as a child, it was the one that led me home. My grandfather stayed with it until he died.]

[The old yellow ox is said to be a very spiritual animal.]

…

[So, can you Taoists fall in love and get married? ]

【curious. 】

[Shh! Don't ask, let me ask.]

[If I may (pointing my finger) what kind of person do you like? ]

Qian Yang nodded and said, "Okay, it won't affect you."

[The anchor is 21 years old this year. Has he ever been in a relationship? ]

【Hehehe.】

[(Pointing fingers) Is the anchor's sexual orientation really that important?]

I can't even imagine how I could be in a relationship with a streamer (hiss, haha) My saliva is already dripping down my face.

【I love this kind of gossip time! 】

Qian Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't talked about it. I don't even have a ghost in Xiao Qian Mountain."

【Baby, baby, look at me! 】

I can, I can!

【Mom, Mom, I can do it. 】

【Baby, I don't mind being a little (wink)】

[Ugh! Can those men on the barrage have some sense of self-control?]

Qianyang seemed to think seriously for a moment and asked, "Is she good-looking? I don't like ugly ones."

【Hahahaha.】

[Host, believe me, the louder the people yell, the uglier they are.]

[A clown jumping up and down.]

[That's right! I can't talk about such a beautiful Taoist sister, and no one else can either!]

[Host, what is considered ugly? What is considered good-looking?]

[Ignore the creepy guy (he's tall, 185cm tall, has abdominal muscles, looks 70%, owns four apartments in the capital, clean)]

[What's the above person saying? Shut up! (Girl, 176cm tall, with a six-pack, good looks, only child from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, or Shanghai, open-minded parents, dated once, never kissed)]

[Fuck... Brothers and sisters in front, would you please consider me?]

Qian Yang finished his breakfast and looked at Yang Mao, who was squatting on a chair eating a bun inside the house. He said, "Only if he is better looking than my apprentice can he be called good-looking."

"He's a little ugly."

Yang Mao: “…”

Yang Mao muttered indignantly, "People say I can make a lot of money as a male model."

【???】

【Ah??? Big Brother is ugly? ! !】

【Clam? ? ? 】

[If a handsome guy like Big Brother is considered ugly, then what about my husband? Is he considered ugly? I sleep next to a bastard every day?!]

[Hahahaha! Sister in front, are you trying to make me laugh to death?]

[Host, believe me, Big Brother's looks are very rare among ordinary people.]

[Damn it, the anchor is using her beauty to bully people. If someone else said something like that, I would definitely scold her to death!]

…

[Curious, what kind of people are considered good-looking in the eyes of streamers? Are there any specific examples?]

"What? Are you going to follow that example and get plastic surgery?"

Seeing the question on the barrage, Qianyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a slender figure flashed through his mind.

Qianyang nodded without hesitation, "Yes."

【who? 】

【Open your ears. 】

[Let me see what kind of appearance can catch the host's eye.]

Qianyang explained: "My boss's cousin, he is probably the most handsome man I have ever seen."

Even though they had only met briefly, Qianyang still remembered that face clearly.

Not only his face, but also his body and temperament are the most outstanding.

【Who is the boss of Green Lemon? 】

【Wait for me, I'll check it out.】

[Fang Lie? The rich second-generation who returned from overseas and just wants to play around?]

[Oh...him, I've seen his livestream before, and I can only say that aside from his good looks, he's pretty good-looking, but nothing else matters.]

Qianyang was surprised and asked, "...He is good-looking?"

[…Anchor, you.]

How high are your standards?

[He is good-looking and playful, suitable for being a friend but not for a relationship.]

Who is his cousin? I'm becoming more and more curious.

How good-looking is she?

…

[Fang Lie mentioned his cousin during his live broadcast.]

[Oh shit... Could it be Song Yunli?]

[That young chairman?]

[Oh my god, is he good-looking? ]

[Don't you know? He went viral a while ago because of a blurry photo! ]

[He was born into a prominent family, had a personal fortune in the billions, was 187cm tall, graduated from a prestigious university, and was a prominent figure during his student days. There wasn't a single Chinese student who studied in Europe or the US who didn't know his name!]

It sounds pretty impressive.

Qianyang lowered his head thoughtfully.

Qianyang became more and more curious. As such an outstanding and wealthy man, why was he shrouded in such a strong yin energy?

[Then he should be married, right? ]

[Alas, this kind of man must have married young.]

[No! He doesn't have a good relationship with his family and hasn't gotten married yet.]

[I heard he's asexual, and if a woman crawls naked into his bed, he'll throw her and the bed away.]

"Are there any photos? Let me see." Qian Yang said.

[That amazing photo? I saved it!]

[The barrage cannot be posted, please go to the comment area to see it.]

[The anchor is interested in him? Forget it, that kind of person is not from the same world as us.]

[What if! What’s wrong with our anchor?!]

[Oh my god, if I get this, I can't even imagine this combination.]

Qianyang switched to the comment section and saw a photo.

The photo was taken in a dim environment, and the figures of people around were blurry and unclear.

A man in a crimson shirt sat on the sofa, his slender legs crossed, holding a half-full glass of red wine in his hand, his fingers white and slender, reflecting the water.

He sat leisurely, leaning against the sofa, his leather shoes shining with a cold light. He looked extremely relaxed, yet elegant in the slightest.

"He's at least four times better looking in person than in his photos."

After looking at the photos, Qianyang gave a pertinent answer.

[Oh shit…]

This photo is amazing.

[This is the first time I've noticed how good-looking a man looks with long hair.]

[Help! I'm in love!]

[I believe it! I believe it! This beauty is too amazing! ]

[Ahhhh, I believe what the host said. He must be better looking in person than in the photos!]

[Wow, wow, wow, when I think about the fact that I will never be able to date a man like this in my lifetime, I feel so miserable.]

【Ahhhhhhhhhhh I love this atmosphere so much! What's wrong with letting me sleep with this kind of man for a whole night!】

[Sisters, this kind of man has no idle period at all. ]

…

[Hiss! I don't dare to listen to you even if you dare to say that.]

[Good boy...the words above are too crude.]

【Only looking at the appearance, superficial! 】

[Toad, stop croaking.]

[It's okay, it's okay. This person has a cold personality and is completely uninterested in humans.]

【Then I feel much more at ease.】

Qianyang sighed imperceptibly.

What a pity.

……etc.

She didn't feel sorry that Song Yunli was not interested in humans.

But, such a beautiful person will die soon.

If it was an ordinary matter, Qianyang would have no problem saving his life.

Unfortunately, Song Yunli is full of yin energy, so ghosts and monsters have to avoid him. If ordinary means are used, even Qianyang will be helpless against him.

Moreover, the karma on his body is too heavy. If Qianyang intervenes rashly, he himself may not be able to escape easily.

I can only watch him suffer the fate of his "blue friend".

Sigh~

[The host sighed.]

[Hahaha, forget it, anchor. There are thousands of men in the world. If this one doesn't work, let's change it!]

[He can't do it, but look at me. I have a car, a house, and savings.]

[Get away from that upstairs, it's bad luck.]

Qianyang didn't want to mention this regrettable thing anymore. He found that there were 50,000 to 60,000 viewers in the live broadcast room, so he decided to hold the first round of lottery.

At the same time, in a villa halfway up the mountain in the suburbs of Taihang City.

Fang Lie curled up on the sofa and laughed out loud. He held his tablet, took off his headphones, and looked at Song Yunli who was quietly eating at the table. "Brother, our anchor is praising you in the live broadcast room! She seems interested in you!"

Song Yunli raised his eyes and glanced at him casually.

Fang Lie was startled, his neck shrinking. "Brother, are we going to start work on the cemetery today as well?"

"Um."

Fang Lie didn't know what he was thinking about. He pursed his lips and asked nervously, "Brother, that Qian Yang seems very powerful. Maybe she can..."

Song Yunli lowered his gaze, put down his knife and fork, and said calmly, "That's not necessary."

The first round of lottery started in the live broadcast room.

【nervous! 】

【Hit me, hit me! 】

【Ah ...

Congratulations to the lucky viewer with ID 9982 for winning the grand prize!

A cartoon avatar popped up, splitting the screen in two and directly entering the connection.

"Huh?" A childish voice sounded in the live broadcast room.

The picture shook slightly, passed across the ceiling and wall, and landed on the face of a child of several years old.

"Who are you?" The boy puffed up his chubby cheeks and looked at Qianyang on the screen in confusion.

Qianyang was stunned, "Who are you?"

【Hahahaha! 】

[What a cute little brother, EE kiss! ]

[Little confused boy, return your phone to your parents. ]

[Oh my god, I really want to poke his face.]

"Are your parents not here? Okay, say goodbye to them and go home with your uncle."

…

The boy, who was about three or four years old, said in a baby voice, "I'm Mumu. Who are you?"

"I'm Qianyang."

"Do you have something to do with my dad?" Mumu asked.

Qian Yang asked, "Where is he? Can you give the phone back to Dad?"

Mumu nodded obediently. The phone was too heavy for him, so he had to hold it against his chest, with the camera facing his double chin. "Sister, wait a moment, Daddy is in the bathroom."

"Ah?" Qian Yang was stunned. "Then forget it..."

The sound of "thump thump" footsteps echoed in the live broadcast room, accompanied by Mumu's breathing. He seemed not to hear Qianyang's words. He walked to a door, stood on tiptoe and opened it.

"My dear, who are you talking to?" The man's tone rose, and he was in a good mood. It could be heard that he was having a smooth bowel movement.

Mumu said, "Dad, there's a sister looking for you."

"Hmm?" the man asked doubtfully.

Qian Yang was silent for a moment, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll chat with Mumu."

The live broadcast room was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly an earth-shaking wailing sound was heard.

“What the hell!!!”

"Treason!!!"

"For my father's sake!!!"

【Hahahahahaha! 】

【I’m dying of laughter! I’m dying of laughter!】

[Help! The host Xiantian is broadcasting the Holy Body live, it's such a great show.]

[He actually didn't bring his phone to the bathroom! What a genius!]

Tens of thousands of people listened to me poop in the live broadcast room.

[That's enough, please let him go.]

…

After being kicked out of the bathroom, Mumu returned to the living room holding her phone.

"Sister, Daddy is pooping. Tell me if there's anything wrong." Mumu said.

Qian Yang nodded and said, "I can answer one question for you, and then it's over."

"Hmm? Any questions are fine?" Mumu asked curiously.

Qian Yang said, "Well, what do you want to know?"

Mumu pouted, thought seriously for a moment, and said, "Sister, Daddy said my little hamster went to another world."

"Hmm?" Qianyang listened patiently.

Mumu lowered her head sadly, "But I missed it so much. Why didn't it say goodbye to me when it was leaving?"

Qian Yang said: "It hasn't left yet, but you can't see it now."

Mumu raised her watery eyes and asked, "Really?"

"Well, it can't bear to leave you and wants to say goodbye to you."

"Where is it?"

【It reminds me of the hamster I had as a child. 】

[Is the host coaxing a child? She's so gentle.]

[Mom, mom, please comfort me! I'm only a two-hundred-month-old child.]

[Please get out of here quickly.]

"It's on your shoulder." Qianyang said.

Twilight placed her phone on the coffee table. "Where is it?"

"left."

"Here?"

Mumu touched her left shoulder and said, "Sister, there's nothing?"

[Good boy, will EE buy you a new one? ]

【The hamster I bought is not the same as before. 】

Qianyang thought for a moment and said, "Stretch out your left hand."

"Is that so?" Mumu stretched out her left hand and opened her palm.

"Yes." Qianyang nodded slightly, "Then, do as I say, okay?"

"Yeah! I understand!" Mumu nodded vigorously.

"Close your eyes."

"Okay~"

"Hold your breath for ten seconds, then breathe again, got it?"

"I know!"

[A good and obedient child.]

【Ahhh, this is the flower of my motherland that I want to protect! 】

[Wait, isn't the anchor trying to cheer up the kids? ]

[Huh? Is Shushu really here?]

【Really?】

…

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..." Qianyang spoke slowly, and Mumu was very obedient. She closed her mouth, held her breath through her nose, straightened her chest, and puffed up her cheeks.

"Six, five, four..."

Mumu's cheeks flushed red, but she couldn't help but hold her breath.

"Three, two, one... Okay, you can breathe now." Qianyang said.

"Huh!" Mumu breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm so tired. Sister, can I open my eyes?"

"Can't."

Qian Yang looked at his palm stretched out in the air and asked, "Do you feel it?"

"Hmm...my hands are a little itchy." Twilight said sincerely.

Qian Yang said: "It climbed down from your shoulder, and now it is in the palm of your hand."

Mumu closed her fingers slightly and said in surprise, "Sister, I think I touched it!"

[What the hell?!]

Is this true or false?

【Is Shushu still there? 】

【Such a well-behaved child would never lie.】

[The rat must be reluctant to leave his little master.]

"It's saying goodbye to you. It's leaving soon." Qianyang reminded.

Mumu's breathing became rapid, and her voice was a little tearful: "Woo... Mickey Mouse, goodbye! I will miss you when you go to another world. Don't forget me!"

"Wuwuwu...I don't want you to leave..."

"You have to take good care of yourself in the other world, and I will grow up well!"

[…I’m really old.]

[No, why did I suddenly burst into tears? ]

【I want to cry.】

Children probably don't have a concept of death yet.

【Can Mickey Mouse hear me? 】

Twilight sobbed, "Sister, is Mickey Mouse gone?"

Qian Yang nodded and said, "Yes, you can open your eyes now."

Mumu opened her red eyes, sniffed, and hummed, "Sister Qianyang, thank you. I will never forget you and Mi Shushu."

"I won't forget you either."

After ending the connection with the first little fan, Qianyang started the second round of lottery.

While waiting for the draw, everyone in the barrage was discussing this matter.

[Did the rat become a ghost because he couldn't bear to leave his master? ]

【Woo woo woo, rat.】

【Rat can be reincarnated now! 】

[I hope Mickey Mouse can be reborn as a human in his next life.]

A hint of surprise flashed in Qianyang's eyes. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Do you believe it?"

【???】

【Um? ? ? 】

【What's the meaning? 】

[Holy crap? No way?]

【grass……】

Qian Yang said, "He probably has never had a pet."

【ah? ? ? 】

[No, then what were you doing just now? ]

[Didn’t he feel Mickey Mouse?]

[What the hell? I just cried!]

Give me back my tears!

Qianyang explained, "He's so young, I was just trying to comfort him. He was holding his breath, and his arms were stretched in the air for more than ten seconds, so they must have gone numb."

【……】

[I’m convinced]

【The clown is actually me.】

Ninety-nine Eighty-two: [I’m coming! I’m coming! Master!]

9982: [Last week, I sat on his hamster toy and it broke. No matter how I tried to comfort him, it didn't work. He was upset for days! I bought him a new one, but he still said it wasn't the same Mickey Mouse toy.]

9982: [Thank you, Master, I finally managed to fool this little guy!]

Qianyang raised his eyebrows, "I see."

[How dare you play tricks on me?]

【(Smile) Smiling is a courtesy, but also a warning. 】

[Who?! Who allowed you to sit on his Mickey Mouse and destroy it! ! !]

Apologize to Mouse! Say sorry to Mouse! Then apologize to me!

[Ahhh, I'm so angry! Who on earth is truly shedding tears for Mickey Mouse?]

[You are terrible at math, I will report you! ]

【I want to spread the sound of you pooping all over the Internet! 】

[I have decided to be a cold-blooded and heartless person from today on. Nothing can touch my heart!!!]

Fang Fang Lielie: [Nie Ma.]

Administrator 9958: [@Fang Fang Lielie Boss! Why are you here too? ]

Admin 9958: [@方方列列, you're not going to cry because of Mi Shushu, are you? (Shame on you)]

Fang Fang Lielie: [? ]

【Author’s words】

Hey! Look, look! How many more chapters are there?

Wow! This author really loves to update! Let's reward her with nutrient solution! (starry eyes)