"Zhang Yanran?"

Xihe put down his chopsticks and picked up Cheng Qian's phone.

This is a live streaming platform. Zhang Yanran was broadcasting live in a white dress, looking ethereal. The comments below were all "Ah, fairy sister" and "So beautiful, so pretty"... Her fans have reached more than 100,000.

Not only stealing the spotlight, but also doing live broadcasts?

You have to know that the live streaming industry is not that new now. It will only be really popular after ByteDance rises in two years. Now most celebrities are unwilling to lower their status to do live streaming.

Xihe frowned. Although she could understand, she still felt it was very strange.

This powerful intuition allowed her to avoid countless risks. Xihe decided, "Find out what's going on with this Zhang Yanran."

The dog squirmed and opened his eyes helplessly: "What's the matter? Why are you making such a fuss?"

So what if they like live streaming? It’s none of your business!

Xihe ignored it, put the phone back into Cheng Qian's hand, and smiled slightly: "Eat, eat."

Cheng Qian:......

She took his phone as if it was a matter of course, and put it back as if it was a matter of course. How could this woman be so arrogant!

The restaurant was bustling with people eating and people were walking on the street. Xihe ate a little slowly and by the time she finished, Cheng Qian had also finished eating. She stood up to pay the bill.

"Two, right? 68."

The proprietress said.

Xihe glared, wanting to ask where the two were? Turning around and seeing Cheng Qian, he resigned himself to paying for two.

The streets were bustling with people. Xihe strolled into a fruit shop and stopped in front of a watermelon stand, unsure which one to choose. The proprietress came over and patted a few plump, black-skinned watermelons, saying, "This one is sweet!"

I took it to the cashier and served it to her directly.

Looking at the big watermelon, Xihe remembered that he didn't have a refrigerator at home, so he had to ask the boss to cut it in half.

"Take it!"

He turned around and handed it to Cheng Qian who was following not far behind him.

Cheng Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, took it, and shamelessly asked the boss for two spoons.

At night, the streets finally became a little cooler. The two of them, each holding half a watermelon, paraded through the streets. They arrived downstairs of Xihe's building. The watermelon had just been eaten, and there was no trash can nearby. Xihe handed it to Cheng Qian and said, "Throw it in the trash can."

Cheng Qian put one hand in his pocket, took the watermelon rind with the other hand, and watched her go upstairs step by step.

Turn around and leave.

Walking down the alley to the street, Cheng Qian was about to throw a watermelon rind when he saw the dogs looking for something to eat.

After thinking for a second, he threw it over very casually.

Bang,

Ouch——

The dog turned around and howled. Seeing Cheng Qian's new hatred and old grudge, he ran towards him with his teeth bared. Woof woof woof,

Cheng Qian turned and ran.

A man and a dog started a tug of war again.

-

"The power of faith?"

Xi Heben stopped wiping his hair.

"right!"

Gouzi flipped through the screen while muttering, "Your feeling is correct. That woman was indeed reborn. But in addition to being reborn, she also gained a storage device that can collect faith. I don't know the specific carrier, but faith... you know it."

Xihe certainly knew that this thing was more of a kind of telekinesis than a belief.

For example, kings, generals, and great men have made great contributions and will be remembered forever. They not only gain faith but also countless merits. There are also some people who make silent contributions and are unknown to the public, and they also gain merits.

Merit is something higher than faith.

The difference between beliefs is like the difference between true God and false God.