Chapter 513 This is real - smoke coming out of the ancestral grave!
"Three pieces of yellow paper, three sticks of sandalwood, and seasonal fresh fruit will do."
Huo Qinghuang tapped the tabletop with her fingertips, speaking in a casual tone.
She was wearing a dark red cheongsam today, which made her skin look as white as snow. Her black hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair hung by her ears, adding a bit of laziness to her.
A breeze blew by the pond, and a few strands of hair swayed gently. She sat under the pavilion, like an ancient painting.
But the atmosphere in the live broadcast room at this moment is far less gentle than her temperament.
“If possible, it’s best to buy yellow paper and stamp it with a copper coin yourself. This is the most sincere way.
Or you can find a regular paper-making shop and buy ready-made copper coin paper."
She thought about it and added.
The man on the other side of the screen nodded repeatedly, the sweat on his forehead gleaming under the front camera of his phone:
"I see, I see! Thank you for your guidance! I thought the more expensive the offerings, the better. No wonder smoke always comes out every time we offer sacrifices to our ancestors."
Hearing his words, the comments almost went crazy with laughter:
[Host, please start a training course for the funeral industry to save these people who burn sacrifices indiscriminately! ]
[It is recommended that the country legislate: sacrificial supplies must be certified by the underworld! ]
[It’s so funny, this is real. Smoke is coming out of the ancestral grave! ]
Huo Qinghuang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and was about to hang up the call, when he suddenly frowned: "Wait, have you been having nightmares recently?"
The live broadcast room suddenly became quiet, and the barrage area was blank, as if all the viewers were holding their breath.
This seemingly casual question caused the middle-aged man in front of the camera to change his expression suddenly.
He stammered and nodded: "How do you know? I've been dreaming every day for the past half month that there's a woman in red crying at a grave..."
Huo Qinghuang's fingertips quickly formed hand gestures under the table, and golden light flashed in his eyes.
A vague red shadow was sticking to his back, with long hair hanging down, almost touching his shoulders.
The shadow seemed to notice her gaze and slowly raised its head, revealing a pale face.
The live broadcast room was filled with barrages:
[What the hell! What did I see? ]
[My hair stood on end, this scene is so creepy! ]
[Wow, help! I’m scared to death! ]
[Anchor, please save people! ]
The man seemed to sense something at this time, and turned his head away, missing this scene.
Huo Qinghuang twitched his lips and said helplessly: "Dig three feet down in the northwest corner of your ancestral grave."
"ah?"
The man turned his head, confused.
"There is an urn wrapped in red cloth."
The shadow gradually faded away, but Huo Qinghuang knew that she did not disappear.
Instead, she pressed closely against the man's back, as if absorbing something delicious, revealing a look of enjoyment from time to time.
Huo Qinghuang's face darkened slightly: "Someone has tampered with your ancestral grave."
The comments instantly exploded, with all kinds of fear and speculation filling the screen.
[What the hell! What kind of good person would bury ashes in someone else's ancestral grave? ! ]
[Is this someone ruining the feng shui? ]
[It is recommended to call the police. According to Article 302 of the Criminal Law of Longguo, this may constitute the crime of theft, insult, or intentional destruction of corpses, bones, or ashes.]
[No, didn't anyone remind him? ]
[Since you guys don’t say anything, then I won’t say anything either. ]
【Hahaha, you guys are a bunch of idiots! 】
The man seemed to be struck by lightning. He was so frightened that he couldn't hold the phone steadily and didn't pay any attention to what was being said in the comments.
"H-Host, what should I do?"
Huo Qinghuang's expression remained unchanged, and his tone remained calm: "Don't panic.
The red cloth bag contained the ashes of a young woman. She had lingering resentment during her lifetime, and after her death it was forcibly attached to your family's ancestral grave, affecting the fortune of your family.
That's why you dream about her so often. If you don't resolve it, there will inevitably be more serious consequences, and it may even lead to bloodshed."
She did not point out the existence of the female ghost in order not to scare the man and make the problem more difficult to resolve.
The man nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! My father's blood pressure has soared in the past two days, and my wife has been having headaches. I thought it was because of the weather..."
Huo Qinghuang nodded slightly: "This is a typical case of 'inviting evil spirits into the house'. Someone wants to destroy your home's feng shui through evil techniques to achieve a certain purpose."
She paused and added, "Do you think you have any enemies with anyone?"
The man's face turned pale when he heard this, and his fingers scratched the edge of the phone case unconsciously: "Making enemies? I, I go to work honestly every day, and I have never had any conflicts with anyone..."
He suddenly remembered something and raised his voice abruptly, "Wait! Three months ago, there was an internal competition in our company, and the project I was responsible for won. My colleague's face turned black on the spot."
[Colleague? Colleague knows where your ancestral grave is? ]
[I also want to say, it's just a small matter, it's not necessary to do this to you, right? This is to kill you! ]
【Could it be someone else? 】
The man saw the comments, smiled bitterly, and said, "You don't know, this colleague of mine is my high school classmate. We used to have a pretty good relationship and he came to my house to play a few times."
He wiped his face and continued, "We have been working in the same company for these years, doing pretty much the same, getting paid a fixed salary, so there is no need for anyone to envy anyone else.
But in the past two years, my career has gradually improved, and he has not paid much attention to me. I am busy with work every day and don’t have time to care about so many things. I didn’t expect…”
[This is a typical example of hating you for what you have, laughing at you for what you don’t have, disliking you for being poor, and fearing you for being rich. Everyone is like this.]
[No escape, it must be him! ]
The man's eyes widened suddenly, as if he didn't want to believe it, and he murmured, "No, it's impossible. We are fellow villagers and classmates. We have worked together for so many years..."
As he was talking, he couldn't go on.
Yes, if the other party was not jealous, why would they distance themselves from me?
"But besides him, the villagers also know where my ancestral grave is. Could it be that it was done by the villagers?"
The man hesitated, still a little bit unbelieving.
The golden light in Huo Qinghuang's eyes became brighter, and her fingertips drew invisible spells on the table: "Does your classmate have a black mole on the right eyebrow corner?"
"How do you even know this?!"
The man jumped up from his chair in shock. As the camera shook violently, the audience vaguely saw a red dress flash behind him.
The barrage instantly boiled:
[Fuck, the ghost is out again! ]
[I have to say, even if I have seen it several times, this scene is still so exciting! ]
[Brother, don’t you feel cold on your back? ]
[Whose good guy's live broadcast room sees ghosts every day! Woohoo, I'm so scared that I'm about to pee. 】
[I'm a bad person, can't you just ignore it? 】
The man froze.
What do you guys mean?
What the hell?
How come he didn't see it?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, the man felt a cool breeze blowing in his ears, as if something was breathing in his ears, making his whole body go hairy.
The man's face was frozen, and he slowly turned his body, trying to turn his head to look.
“Don’t look back!”
Huo Qinghuang suddenly slammed the stone table hard, and the microphone buzzed with a "pop" sound.
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