58 Chapter 58

◎Eastern witchcraft yyds! ◎

Lydia clutched her phone tightly, having forgotten that the live broadcast was still online.

The sound of hurried footsteps and breathing could be heard in the live broadcast room. The camera vaguely swept across the ground. There was a long water stain on the ground, extending to an unknown place.

When we got to the road, we saw a huge crowd of people gathered together and a large pool of sewage flowing down the sloping road.

“Here I come!”

“Oh my God!”

"She's still a child. What will happen to her in the future?"

As the sound of discussions continued to reach her ears, Lydia's legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

At the same time, the camera went black and the connection was forcibly interrupted.

Alliance Live Room:

[Oh my god! How could such a thing happen? ]

【I cried, this great father and poor child. 】

[Does the soul exist in the world? ]

[Ms. Qianyang, you already knew this? ]

[How could this happen... a father drowned to save a little boy?]

Is he saying his final goodbyes to his daughter?

Green Lemon Live Room:

【Ahhh, tears welled up in my eyes.】

How could this girl accept this?

[Wow, I should have been mentally prepared when Qianyang hesitated to speak.]

[Don't use the knife of affection to kill me, I can't stand the difference between a daddy's girl and a mommy's girl.]

I thought of my father. The day before he died, he appeared in my dream and told me he was going to leave soon and asked me to take good care of myself. I woke up crying and got a call from my mom, saying my dad had died suddenly.

[So is there really a connection between family members? ]

Qian Yang said, "It's very rare for relatives to have a connection with each other. Unless one of them is on the brink of life and death, their overwhelming attachment to the human world will subconsciously affect those closest to them."

"Lydia's father died three days ago, but his body has never been found. He couldn't let go of his daughter, so he returned home until the body was discovered."

"The reason why Lydia can see him is due to their blood relationship and the obsession left by his father."

[Wow, so family members can truly connect with each other under certain circumstances?]

[Wow wow wow wow I'm crying my eyes out. A few days before my grandpa passed away, I felt like I couldn't breathe for no reason. I kept imagining what I would do if something happened to him.]

[Really, on the day my grandma passed away, my dad suddenly skipped work because he wanted to go back and see her for the last time.]

[Some things are really hard to explain, alas.]

Alliance Live Room:

[Ms. Qianyang, is it really possible to communicate with souls? ]

Is all this true?

【Okay, I believe it.】

Can I talk to my child? I miss her so much.

[Ms. Qianyang, I'd like to donate a lot of money to a charity at the University of Tokyo. Could you help me meet up with my ex-boyfriend? He passed away not long ago.]

Qianyang glanced at the time. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening and the live broadcast was about to end.

Qian Yang said: "There is no time, let's talk about it tomorrow."

[Okay! We'll wait for you here!]

Thank you, Ms. Qianyang.

After the live broadcast ended, Qianyang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it over?" Song Yunli stepped on the time, pushed the door open and placed a glass of honey water in front of her.

"Yeah." Qianyang nodded and took a sip of the honey water. She usually didn't like drinking water, but she liked drinking sweet water like this.

"Rest?" Song Yunli asked.

Qianyang glanced at him and said, "Have you seen the movie you mentioned before? I'll accompany you."

Song Yunli smiled and said, "Then let's go to my room?"

"OK."

These days, Qianyang and Song Yunli have become closer. They are very familiar with each other's rooms and even lie in bed together to watch movies.

After watching the movie, Qian Yang was so sleepy that he was too lazy to walk back to his room, so he just went to sleep in his room.

Song Yunli turned off the soft bedside light, leaned against Qianyang from behind, and slowed down his breathing.

I won't do anything, just take a nap.

The next day, when Qianyang woke up, Song Yunli had already left.

Qianyang got up, had breakfast, and started a live broadcast on the Qingning platform to teach Sang Chen how to exorcise ghosts.

【The news from abroad has come out.】

[I saw it. It has been hailed as one of the top ten paranormal events in the world.]

[Alas, the girl is not in good condition and was admitted to the hospital last night.]

[No one can accept this.]

I hope she gets better soon.

Qian Yang glanced at the comments and said, "I was worried about upsetting her yesterday, so I didn't go into too much detail."

【What? 】

【What happened? 】

Qian Yang pursed his lips and said to Sang Chen, "Did you watch the clip of yesterday's live broadcast? Did you find any problems?"

Sang Chen nodded and said, "The father originally wanted to take her with him."

"That's right." Qianyang rubbed his head as if to reward him, and Sang Chen smiled embarrassedly.

Looking at the barrage of question marks, Qian Yang explained, "Water is yin, and people who drown in water have a high probability of becoming vengeful spirits. He lingered in his home and refused to leave. Firstly, the body had not been found, and secondly, he couldn't let go of his daughter and wanted to take her with him."

"If she had opened her bedroom door before the doorbell rang yesterday, her father would have taken her away. However, her father may have changed his mind."

"So, if you encounter this kind of situation in the future, and a deceased relative asks you to go with them in a dream or at any other time, never believe it, especially when they are on their deathbed."

【well. 】

Sometimes it’s better to be dead than to be alive.

"After death, everything will return to dust, and all the ties you had with your loved ones during your lifetime will be severed. Unless it is absolutely necessary, I hope everyone can live a good life." Qian Yang said sincerely.

After ten o'clock in the morning, the ranking of the live broadcast alliance came out.

Qianyang's total views in the four hours yesterday were 6 million, with an hourly increase of 1.5 million. His personal ranking successfully advanced into the top ten in the entire league.

"Hahaha, come on, Captain! The hope of the whole village rests on you!"

"Wow, he's suddenly in the top ten."

"It would be unusual if it wasn't in the top ten. The discussion has been very intense over the past two days."

"Unfortunately, the top few anchors have such a large base that they account for almost half of the audience on the alliance platform."

"It doesn't matter. This result is not bad. Many people on the Internet have broken through their defense."

"It's so funny. Some people say we paid for assassination and deliberately created public opinion."

"Let them look down on us? They deserve to be broken!"

…

Qianyang was browsing the messages in the team group when suddenly a video was posted.

Looking at the interface of the video, it seems that he is also a host of the Live Broadcast Alliance.

Qian Yang casually clicked on the video. Someone mentioned Qian Yang in the comments. The anchor curled his lips and said, "Those anchors from China?"

"I've studied their live streams, and honestly, they're completely devoid of substance and completely boring. I don't consider Chinese streamers as my competition for the rankings."

"Qianyang? Eastern witchcraft? Are you kidding me?"

"Is there anyone who still believes that magic really exists? Wake up! This is the age of science. Don't be fooled by those false things anymore."

His words were full of disdain and contempt for Qianyang and others.

"Open your eyes and see the real world."

"Don't be fooled by them. Maybe this is Dongda's evil way of invading us, just like that damn preserved egg!"

The sound of Qianyang playing the video reached the live broadcast room. Although they could not see the content and subtitles, there were many viewers who could understand English.

【???】

[No, what happened to our preserved egg?]

[Foreigners who don't know the value of things, you can't even taste such a great food as preserved eggs.]

[Giving them preserved eggs to eat would be a waste of food.]

[Did you guys eat it? And I'm still reviewing it here.]

[Although, preserved eggs are really unpalatable.]

[Does anyone really like to eat preserved eggs? ]

【When I think of that smell, I think of Yue. 】

[I support the foreigners this time. Century eggs and zheergen are definitely the two most evil foods in the world! ]

【？ 】

【What happened to Zhe Er Gen? 】

They were just too bored. Before Qianyang even finished watching a video, the comments were already arguing about whether preserved eggs and Houttuynia cordata were delicious.

Then the topic extended to include whether coriander smells bad, whether rice dumplings should be sweet or meat-based, and whether tofu pudding should be sweet or soft, and the argument became even more intense.

Qianyang thought they were bored and what was there to argue about? They just had different tastes.

In order to avoid favoritism, Qianyang randomly selects viewers from Qingning’s live broadcast room during the day and viewers from the Alliance’s live broadcast room at night.

After several rounds of connections, the topic finally went off track.

It was almost dinner time. Qian Yang finished talking to the last viewer and was about to log off when he saw a line of text floating across the screen: [Host, do you prefer salty or sweet tofu pudding? (Purely out of curiosity, no intention to start a fight)]

Qian Yang said without hesitation: "Of course tofu pudding must be spicy."

【???】

What are you talking about?!

[I won't allow you to betray the Sweet Tofu Pudding Party! ]

[I won't allow you to betray the Salty Tofu Pudding Party! ]

Qianyang ignored them and manually closed the live broadcast.

[Ahhh! No more cold violence! !]

Qianyang turned off the live broadcast with a "click".

Qianyang didn't understand. What was there to argue about?

She turned around to look at the eldest and third disciples at the table and asked curiously, "What flavor of tofu pudding do you like?"

“Sweet.”

“Salty.”

The two of them said it in unison, and then looked at each other in disbelief.

"You like salty food? Sweet tofu pudding is obviously more delicious!"

"I think the sweet ones are delicious, but the salty ones... aren't very delicious." Sang Chen showed an expression that was hard to describe.

"How is that possible? Have you ever eaten anything sweet?"

“Have you ever eaten anything salty?”

"What's wrong with salty food?"

“Salty food tastes terrible.”

…

As the instigator of the dispute, Qianyang silently picked up his bowl and chopsticks, put some dishes into the bowl, dragged his chair away from the dining table, crossed his legs, and watched them quarreling with a smile.

Seeing the war quickly subside, Qian Yang immediately asked, "Is coriander really smelly?"

“Stinky!”

"fragrant."

They both: “?”

Qianyang watched the show and ate with gusto.

Not bad, not bad. Sang Chen has been with her for so long that he can already argue with the senior brother skillfully.

"Master, what do you think of coriander and tofu pudding..."

The two of them did not argue about who was right or wrong, and they both turned their eyes to Qianyang.

Qianyang silently placed the empty bowl on the table and left the battlefield without a word.

At six o'clock sharp, Qianyang logged onto the alliance live broadcast platform.

Good evening, ma'am.

Looking forward to meeting you.

【Can you help us with your witchcraft today? 】

[Madam, I checked your previous live broadcast clips. How can I learn the art of finding objects?]

[I can't even learn the magic that allows me to see ghosts.]

I heard you often teach witchcraft to audiences at the University of Tokyo. Could you teach us?

【I am very interested in Eastern witchcraft.】

[Ms. Qianyang, can I be your student? ]

Qianyang started the live broadcast, and countless barrages of comments floated over instantly.

Qian Yang said: "It depends on the individual. Even if I teach you, you may not be able to learn it."

"If you have any questions, you can leave a comment and I will choose to connect with some of the audience."

The audiences in the live broadcast room expressed their troubles one after another, and Qianyang randomly picked an audience member to connect with.

"Wow! I am the lucky one!" said the woman in surprise.

Qian Yang said, "Hello, how can I help you?"

"Ma'am, my grandmother left behind something very important, but I don't know where it was lost when we moved. I hope you can help me find it. I will definitely donate it to the Dongda Charity Organization!"

"What exactly is it?" Qianyang asked.

"A ring. If you can find it, I'll be very grateful to you."

"Let me see your house."

The woman walked around the room with her phone, "Ma'am, can you find it?"

Alliance Live Room:

【Can I find it this way? 】

[No way? Ms. Qianyang doesn't even know her, how could she possibly find something she lost?]

[Not necessarily. Eastern witchcraft is very powerful!]

[But, it's too difficult. Ms. Qianyang has never seen that ring.]

Green Lemon Live Room:

[Qianyang doesn't need to use his brain at all. 】

[I have successfully accepted the setting that Qianyang has the Eye of God. ]

[We know, but foreigners don’t!]

[I just like seeing their faces full of shock, as if they've never seen anything like this before.]

"Do you have a pet at home?" Qian Yang asked.

"Yes!"

"Look at its hind paws."

"Um?"

The woman walked to the pet room, pushed the door open and walked in. A two or three-year-old Labrador was lying on the ground with its head hanging listlessly.

"It used to be very lively, but after moving here, it doesn't like to move much."

The woman said as she walked towards the Labrador.

"That's because something is stuck in your paw and it's uncomfortable to walk."

The woman grabbed the Labrador's two hind paws and exclaimed, "Oh my God!"

“It’s really here!”

"Ma'am, you're amazing!"

Qianyang curled up on the sofa hugging a pillow and yawned, "Remember to donate, I'm leaving now."

Sang Chen came to the computer and helped her operate it with ease.

[Oh my god! It's in the Labrador's paw!]

[Ms. Qianyang is amazing! ]

[How amazing! How did Ms. Qianyang do it? ]

[Are my seventeen pairs of headphones that I lost saved? ]

[Waaaaaah! Handsome guy!]

【What's that on your face? It's so beautiful.】

[Ms. Qianyang, is this your boyfriend? ]

Qian Yang said: "No, he is my little apprentice."

Then she started connecting with the second audience member.

"OMG! Thank God, it's finally my turn!"

"My son is lost in the mountains. There are wild beasts in the mountains. I am very worried about him. I hope you can help us find him!"

[Master Qianyang, can you do this? ]

[No way?]

"From west to north, high ground, near water."

The parents followed the direction she told them and found their son by a stream on the top of the mountain.

[Oh my god! She can do this? ]

Awesome!

【Chinese witchcraft is awesome! 】

In the following time, Qianyang helped them find some things, which did not require much effort, and she almost fell asleep.

"Wow! Pretty lady, maybe I could be lucky enough to get your help?"

At this time, a man with long hair and tattoos all over his arms appeared on the screen.

He wore a lip stud and his eyes were full of teasing. "Madam, I heard you can calculate anything. Can you help me see when I can get married?"

"Perhaps, can I get a Chinese woman?"

The man's eyes and the tone of his voice made people feel quite uncomfortable.

"Or can you answer a few questions for me?" The man smiled frivolously.

Qian Yang asked, "What?"

"Can wizards...oh no, Taoist priests get married and have sex?" The man licked his lip stud, raised his phone to his body, and made an upward thrusting gesture.

Then he let out a muffled laugh and asked, "Would you like to answer this question for me?"

【Oh! No! This is a very bad man! 】

[Ms. Qianyang, please believe me. There are very few men like him in our country.]

I feel very ashamed to share the same nationality as him.

[This is so offensive, Ms. Qianyang. I apologize to you on his behalf.]

【End the connection with him! 】

Qianyang raised his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth coldly, "It's a pity that you don't have the chance to get my help."

"Why? Don't be so stingy..."

"Bang!"

At this moment, a loud noise came from the man's side.

He raised his head, as if he saw something, and cursed softly: "Damn it! Those people are here again!"

"Goodbye." Qianyang said with a sigh.

Just as he finished speaking, there was another loud noise. The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and blood splattered onto the camera.

He was hit by a bullet!

At the same time, Qianyang cut off the connection.

Alliance Live Room:

[OMG what happened? He was hit by a bullet? ]

[Curse... This is the curse Ms. Qianyang cast on him! ]

[How terrifying! Why would he offend Master Qianyang?]

[Does the curse really exist? ]

[I had a conflict with Master Dong. He said he would curse me. Could I... No! I don't want to die!]

Will I be cursed if I watch live broadcasts?

Green Lemon Live Room:

[What the hell?!]

[Headshot? First time watching a live broadcast.]

[How could it be a curse? Qianyang said that ordinary curses cannot directly take a person's life.]

[Serves you right. The tone and look are disgusting.]

[Oh my god...Is this something I can watch without paying?]

"Don't worry, it's not a curse." Qian Yang said lightly.

"He did a lot of bad things and lost his virtue. His fate was to die. It just happened to happen that he died in my live studio."

Before he finished speaking, there was still a hint of disgust in his voice.

【I believe Ms. Qianyang.】

I've seen the tattoo on his arm. It seems he was a member of a gang. He was probably killed by other gang members. It's not uncommon here.

Yes, it is very sad that anyone can own a gun in our country.

So, are curses real?

Seeing this question, Qian Yang nodded and said, "Curses do exist. Generally, only those with extremely strong energy can cast a curse."

"However, ordinary people with strong resentment can also cast a curse under certain conditions."

[Does the spell work? ]

I often see Chinese people at the airport putting yellow charms on their suitcases.

Green Lemon Live Room:

[Anchor, scare them!]

[Mom, my luggage was robbed several times while I was abroad, even with the yellow talisman on it.]

[Yes! There are many free shopping sites abroad, and they especially like to grab our products.]

[If anyone steals or robs my things again, I will draw a talisman to scare you to death!]

Qianyang saw the comments from the audience in Qingning’s live broadcast room.

"Well, the spell will definitely work."

It’s just that the talismans drawn by ordinary people have no effect.

"In fact, even if something without a talisman is stolen or robbed by someone else, as long as the owner's energy is strong enough and the resentment is strong enough, they can curse the person who took their things."

“For example, during my first live broadcast.”

Speaking of this matter, Qianyang felt a little itchy.

As the leader of a Xuanmen sect, she actually had her things stolen by an ordinary person!

【It actually works! 】

Thank you so much! Could you share how to draw the talisman? I think I could use it.

[My supermarket has been visited for the seventh time this month. Ms. Qianyang, please help me.]

[I want to learn Eastern witchcraft so that no one will bully me at school!]

…

[No wonder I stole a backpack at the airport last year, fell down while trying to escape, and was caught by the police. Damn! My partner actually left me and drove away!]

Green Lemon Live Room:

【？ 】

【Why does it sound so familiar? 】

[Holy shit? Are you the guy who stole the girl's luggage at the airport last time?]

[You bastard, how dare you say that? ]

【I won’t kill you if I fall! 】

When they talked about this, Qianyang remembered something.

"In the Xuanmen sect, there is a Taoist technique called borrowing luck."

"One very simple method is to throw away something very precious to you and write a trade condition inside it, such as borrowing future good luck or lending future bad luck. Whoever picks up the item will be considered to have automatically agreed to the conditions, thus forming a transaction, lending good luck to the owner or borrowing bad luck from the owner."

"Everyone should be more cautious when going out, and avoid those obvious traps."

【Is there such a thing? 】

【How can I avoid accidentally picking it up? 】

【Can I just throw it away? 】

"You definitely can't just throw it away. Once the deal is done, it's useless to give it to anyone else."

"If you want to cancel the deal, you can only return the item to its original owner, or find a capable master to forcibly sever the deal."

【Eastern witchcraft, so profound! 】

Is there an Eastern Hogwarts? I think I need to learn about it!

I'm sorry for mocking the Todai anchor before. I apologize!

[I was wrong. I want to go to China to learn witchcraft!]

"I heard that every Todai University student knows how to curse others? I will never mess with them again."

…

The number of viewers in Qianyang Alliance’s live broadcast room exceeded eight million for the first time, with an increase of 2 million per hour.

The next day, her personal ranking entered the top five in the league.

The team ranking was also improved from the back row to the middle row.

Netizens who closely follow the rankings on foreign websites jokingly called it "the rise of Eastern forces."

In the next few days, Qianyang's personal ranking remained in the top five of the alliance. Although he did not fall, it was very difficult to move up.

Finally, under the attention of everyone, the Global Live Streaming Alliance ushered in the second week of PK competition!

【Author’s words】

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