Chapter 107 Don’t jump out of the window!

The worst off were the landlady's neighbors, as house prices plummeted due to the murder.

House prices only started to rise after Shi Ling performed a live broadcast to send the landlady's husband to reincarnation.

Neighbors flocked into Shi Ling's live broadcast room——

[Thanks to the host for helping with the exorcism. The tenants were originally planning to check out and move out, but after hearing that the host was exorcising the ghost, they stayed.]

[Thank you, Master! I'll give you a Cat Mansion as a reward~]

The neighbors who collected rent gave Shi Ling tips ranging from several thousand to hundreds of thousands of yuan. When Shi Ling saw the screen full of tip notifications, he couldn't help but express the same emotion as netizens.

[There are so many rich people in the world, what's wrong with me being one more? ]

[Damn it, I'm going to fight you rich people]

[Speaking of which, why didn't the host use the periodic table to summon the Black and White Impermanence this time? ]

Shi Ling wanted to say that this wasn't a proper way to liberate the dead, but rather that the Black and White Impermanence had just happened to pass by and taken the evil spirit away. The proper way to liberate the dead should be like Fu Yan had taught her before: light soul-calling incense and perform rituals when necessary.

However, netizens have already found a good excuse for her.

What's the rank of this cuckolded, wimpy ghost? He can't even pin down the murderer, so how can he compare to the fierce ghosts who killed people before? Does he need all the masters to come out and take his soul? The host lit incense for him, opened the door to the underworld, and he has to leave on his own.

Shi Ling: “…”

…

The landlady was imprisoned and Shi Ling was forced to move.

Fortunately, she didn't have much stuff, so she could move it all by calling Huolala.

In the evening, it was raining, the sky was dark, and the light from the street lamps was slightly hazy in the rain and fog.

Shi Ling sat in the passenger seat of the Huolala and followed the driver to his new home.

As soon as they got in the car, the driver saw that the person moving was a young girl. He was shocked and said, "Pretty girl, before we drive, I have three rules for you. No, just one rule. If you have any questions, just ask directly. Don't jump out the window. Don't jump out the window! You only have one life, don't take risks!"

As he spoke, he carefully closed the window next to Shi Ling.

Shi Ling: “…Okay.”

The light inside the car was dim, and the driver looked at her several times, "Pretty girl, are you a celebrity or an internet celebrity? You look a little familiar."

Shi Ling was wearing a mask. "Internet celebrity."

The driver was worried that Shi Ling would feel insecure: "Pretty girl, why don't you start a live broadcast? You don't have to sing or dance or anything, just chat with your fans? Girls should still pay attention to safety when going out at night, so you can feel more at ease this way."

Shi Ling was a little amused and confused. She felt that the driver was insecure and was afraid that the passengers would do something bad.

Suddenly she caught a glimpse of something and said, "Okay."

As soon as the live broadcast started, fans who followed Shi Ling flocked into the live broadcast room.

[First! Honey, you've been so diligent in broadcasting lately! I love you so much.]

[Are you riding in a car? It looks a bit dark.]

Shi Ling greeted netizens, "I'm on Huolala, moving."

[Is the host alone? Please be careful when moving at night.]

[Can you tell the ghosts on the road to be safe? [Crying and laughing]]

[Even if I'm a human, I wouldn't dare to provoke Master Shi. Old fans should have seen Master Shi's physical exorcism. There are also ghost videos on Pilipala.]

Shi Ling: "Actually, it was the driver who asked me to do the live broadcast because he was afraid I would jump out of the window."

Netizens burst into laughter again.

[Anchor, you should tell him that you wouldn’t jump out of the window even if he did]

Only drivers understand this pain. As a ride-hailing driver, I wish the doors and windows were welded shut. When I get in the car, I constantly emphasize that the driver is a law-abiding and stable person, fearing that passengers will be stressed.

At this moment, the Huolala driver suddenly braked.

(End of this chapter)