14 Chapter 14 (including the announcement of entry into v
◎Establish a connection with the ghosts around you◎
A gust of cold wind blew through the hall, and Yang Mao, who was sitting in front of the computer organizing tables, shivered.
His back was stiff, and he slowly turned his head, his eyes wide open, reflecting fear.
“Master…”
Qianyang leaned back on the sofa, his expression calm, as if he was talking about something commonplace.
The connected netizens and the live broadcast room fell into silence at the same time.
A moment later, a dense army of question marks floated across the screen.
【？ ？ ？ ？】
【ah? ? ? ? 】
【Do you want to listen to what you are saying? ? 】
【Hold……】
I'm home alone!
[Fuck!!! I'm in the shower! There's a live stream going on in the living room, and I ran out of here because I couldn't put on any clothes!]
[Qianyang!! I will fight you!]
【Don’t start at zero frame! 】
[You must be kidding…]
Qian Yang said: "I'm not kidding."
【……】
[(Gnashing teeth) You better be kidding.]
[Hahaha (bitter laugh) How could there be ghosts in this world? I don't believe it.]
[The reincarnation of the little black cat is just...]
Ahhh! Shut up!
[Hey... I, I work at a funeral home! ]
[Is it okay for the anchor to say this? ]
[It's too unfriendly to the timid aliens. ]
[Yeah! They might just be asking casually...]
At this time, the netizens who had been silent for a long time took a breath.
"really……"
After a sound of fabric rubbing, the screen became brighter and the camera zoomed in. Half of a young face occupied one-third of the screen, and most of the camera was deliberately directed towards the position behind him.
The girl asked, "...Is it talking?"
Qianyang nodded, "Talking."
【???】
[Shut up!]
[Are you two okay? ? ]
The girl took another breath and mustered up the courage to ask, "What is it saying?"
Qianyang paused for a few seconds, as if listening carefully. After a while, he said, "It said your egg tart is burnt."
The girl was stunned for a moment, then she remembered something and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "Fuck... I'm still baking egg tarts!"
"Master, wait for me!"
Qian Yang nodded and said, "Okay."
The girl put her phone down and pointed the camera at the dim ceiling.
【？ 】
【real? 】
Don't do that...
【Script.】
I hate this kind of script.
Yang Mao listened for a long time and felt an inexplicable chill behind him. He unconsciously moved closer to Qian Yang, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Master, is there really a ghost?"
Qianyang looked at him suspiciously and said, "You haven't seen it?"
Yang Mao: “???”
"I haven't seen it before..." At this point, Yang Mao suddenly remembered something and looked surprised. "Grandpa?"
Qianyang shook his head with a skeptical look in his eyes and said, "Your physique should be very easy to see ghosts."
Yang Mao shuddered unexpectedly and said haltingly, "Master, you said before that the direction that suits me is not..."
Qian Yang said: "It's psychic."
Seeing the expression on Yang Mao's face gradually cracking, Qian Yang patted his shoulder and explained, "You have a lot of resentment, which makes it easier for you to establish a connection with ghosts."
Unexpectedly, Yang Mao's face became uglier and uglier after hearing this. Qian Yang comforted him, "Don't worry, spiritualism is not as scary as you think."
"...Master, can I not learn it?" Yang Mao looked at her expectantly.
The master can see ghosts and hear them talking with his naked eyes, he doesn’t want to become like this!
Qianyang restrained his expression and said coldly, "No."
【ah……】
[I admit that the anchor about the little black cat and Yingying is amazing, and I also believe that ghosts exist in the world. After all, there are too many things that science cannot explain, but...]
[Emmm, I'm half a colleague. I've been peeking at the screen for a long time. It feels so outrageous. ]
My master is a renowned psychic, often helping ordinary people connect with spirits. Each session requires a complex ritual. So, can the host see ghosts with their naked eyes? And even communicate with them directly? How is that even possible?
Qian Yang saw this eye-catching comment and replied, "Of course, an ordinary psychic can't do that."
【？ 】
【Awesome.】
[I wanted to say this before, the anchor is really crazy.]
[Maybe she's not being arrogant, she's just telling the truth?]
After a moment, the screen shook and the girl's voice sounded again: "Master, I'm back!"
As the camera moved, a pitch-black object appeared on the screen, completely unrecognizable from its original appearance.
The girl said with a sad face: "The oven is too old, what a pity."
[Oh my goodness, it's a burnt egg tart.]
[Is there really a ghost around her? ]
[…She doesn’t look very scared.]
Qianyang was not interested in the pitch-black stuff in her bowl, but was a little curious about her attitude towards ghosts. After all, most people avoided them.
Qian Yang asked, "How do you know there's a ghost around you?"
The girl put down the plate and sat on the sofa, revealing her full face. She looked to be in her twenties.
The girl sighed and said, "Master, to be honest, I've been connected with many metaphysical broadcasters online. They either told me a lot of high-sounding words to fool me, or they simply don't believe in ghosts. You're the first broadcaster who can tell at a glance that there's something dirty around me."
Hearing this, Qian Yang hesitated and said, "...Did you feel anything?"
The girl shook her head, then realized something and looked around, "What is it doing?"
"It seems it doesn't like being called 'dirty thing' and kicked you."
The girl stretched her body and muttered, "I don't feel anything."
What's going on?
[It sounds like the truth.]
Qian Yang said: "So, how did you know?"
The girl slumped her shoulders and began to tell the story. "About a year ago, I was working the night shift at a 24-hour convenience store. One day, I dozed off at the counter and accidentally knocked over a teacup, spilling water into the live power strip. Half asleep, I heard a voice calling my name. I woke up immediately, and the power strip was already smoking."
Hearing this, Qianyang narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
【Wow……】
【That ghost saved her! 】
【Didn’t I smell the burning smell subconsciously?】
The girl saw the comments and shook her head, saying, "At first I thought it was a coincidence, but I've encountered similar things no less than ten times in a year, and every time it was the same voice calling me. So, I suspect there's something invisible around me, like a guardian spirit or something?"
【? ? 】
How many times did this happen?
【…Don’t you think about your own reasons? 】
Qianyang asked, "Can you hear it?"
The girl said, "I can't hear it normally, but when I encounter danger, I can hear it quite clearly."
Qianyang: “…”
"Didn't you ever doubt it?"
The girl looked slightly startled, "What are you doubting?"
Qian Yang said, "I've been wondering why I've been in danger so many times in the past year."
"...I really haven't." The girl scratched her head sheepishly and laughed innocently. "I'm a bit reckless and have often made mistakes in the past. I'm used to it."
【No wonder.】
"You're so reckless! You've nearly died more than a dozen times in one year. I wonder how you managed to survive until now."
【I'm suffering from stupidity. 】
【Chunchun deserves it.】
There were many accusatory and scolding words floating across the screen, and the girl pursed her lips and lowered her head.
After a moment, she forced a smile and said, "Master, I've seen the live broadcast of you and Yingying's father, and I believe you can help me. I want to talk to the guardian spirit beside me and thank it. Or maybe if it has something it wants, I can burn it for it. Can you help me?"
You should thank me properly.
[This ghost is so worried about you, it can't bear it unless it burns something.]
Qian Yang said: "I can help you. But why should I thank it?"
The girl said: "I was too reckless. If it hadn't been by my side, I might have died many times."
Qian Yang glanced at the comments and said, "Aren't you putting the cart before the horse?"
"...Ah?" the girl said in surprise.
"It's not your fault."
The girl looked confused and didn't understand what she meant.
Qian Yang explained, "You've got the cause and effect wrong. It's not that you were in danger and it saved you; it's that it followed you, and that's why you keep running into danger."
The girl looked confused, "Ah? Is that so?"
【……】
[Yes!]
【Can the person who cursed earlier please come out and apologize?】
【Ghosts are not good things.】
"But, but...it saved me." The girl stammered.
Qian Yang said: "Well, it doesn't mean to harm you. It just doesn't know that staying with you will bring you bad luck."
The girl laughed awkwardly and said, "Actually, I've been pretty unlucky since I was little, but this year has been especially unlucky."
Qian Yang glanced at Yang Mao outside the lens and reminded him, "Disciple, you will also need to learn spiritualism in the future. I will take this opportunity to explain it to you."
"Interested viewers in the live broadcast room can also listen, but whether they can comprehend and learn it depends on their own physical condition, so don't force it."
Yang Mao made a bitter face and nodded reluctantly.
During this period of time, Qianyang led Yang Mao and the audience in the live broadcast room to practice the Heart Sutra every day, and did not teach anything else.
First, Yang Mao's mind was not firm enough, and second, there were too few viewers in the live broadcast room, and she didn't want to repeat these contents a second time.
Now is a good opportunity.
Ahhhh!
【You dare to say that I dare not listen! 】
"There's no need to be so scared. In fact, not everyone becomes a ghost after death."
“Only those who have unfulfilled wishes and unsevered past karmic connections will linger in this world after death, unable to attain rebirth.”
Qian Yang spoke at a steady pace, "After death, they forget everything they experienced in life. They have no desires or requests, and won't easily harbor any intentions of harming others. Furthermore, the living are yang, and the dead are yin. Yin and yang form the boundary, so normally, you won't be able to encounter or sense them, and ghosts won't be able to touch you either. So, don't worry."
"Some people with a Yin constitution are more likely to attract them, but they can only establish a weak connection through dreams or when their willpower is weak."
Yang Mao asked curiously, "Master, am I a person with a Yin constitution?"
Qian Yang said: "You are the second type, you have too much resentment."
Yang Mao: “…”
The girl said, "Is that me?"
"Yeah." Qianyang nodded.
"They are dead, after all. If you spend too much time with them, your yin will be stronger than your yang, and your luck will naturally be extremely bad. Worse still, you will become dizzy and listless. If you are not careful, you will die."
After saying this, Qian Yang paused for a moment and continued, "Even though it didn't mean to harm you, it... wants something from you."
Qian Yang looked at the girl who was lost in thought on the screen and reminded her, "Your forehead is dark and you are surrounded by bad luck. If you continue like this, your luck will get worse and worse, and sooner or later you will die on the street. But I can help you get rid of it."
【well. 】
[Ghosts don't have any malicious intent.]
【It doesn't know that it will bring misfortune to others.】
The girl hesitated for a few seconds and said hesitantly, "Master, are you saying that it might need something from me?"
"That's right." Qianyang said.
The girl pursed her lips and said, "Master, please ask me what it needs me to do."
Qian Yang said: "It no longer remembers."
Qianyang looked at her expression and asked, "Do you want to help it?"
The girl opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopped herself, "...Yeah."
The live broadcast was in full swing, with netizens spreading the news on major platforms, and the number of viewers approaching 50,000.
You should know that on a new platform like Qingning, the top anchors only have two or three thousand traffic, and Qianyang is equivalent to attracting tens of thousands of downloads to the platform in a short period of time.
For such a grand event, anchors from other areas of the Qingning platform flocked into the live broadcast room to watch the fun.
【Eating melon.JPG】
I heard that the anchor single-handedly boosted the download volume of Green Lemon, so I came to observe and learn.
[If you don't understand, just ask. Aren't all the people in the metaphysics area a bunch of charlatans?]
[The person above suggested that you watch the entire replay before speaking.]
[…Generally speaking, the Metaphysics Zone isn't this lively? Master Qing Si's livestreams always get around 100,000 views.]
[Is it possible that our anchor has the ability? ]
[Why are people still bragging about Qing Si? Doesn't anyone know about his scam to gain attention?]
[That was something the fans did, Qing Si himself never admitted to it.]
[Qianyang fans love to criticize others so much? Master Qingsi is also very capable and has helped many people.]
[With all due respect, I still don't understand how Qian Yang can compare to Master Qing Si.]
【Weren't you the ones who started this?】
[Hot Knowledge: Qing Si was helpless against Ying Ying's illness, but Qian Yang found a way to save her.]
[No need to compare, the difference is obvious.]
…
Amidst the special effects of gifts all over the sky, there are some colorful subtitles. When the anchors signed with the same platform enter the room, their gold names will be displayed. The audiences with different opinions will mock and criticize each other, while some viewers will give gifts to silently express their support for the live broadcast room.
Qian Yang advised: "Don't quarrel easily. It will affect your own magnetic field. It will easily lead to troubles in life, work, and love."
【(Shut up)】
【real? ? 】
【……】
As soon as these words were spoken, the barrage of comments instantly became quiet.
At this moment, a golden bullet screen floated from above: [So magical? Suddenly, it was quiet.]
【I am dying of laughter.】
【Qing Si fans continue to argue.】
"Don't you all look down on Qianyang? Keep on dragging her down."
【Ha ha ha ha. 】
Qian Yang ignored the comments on the barrage and reminded: "If you feel restless, you can listen to the clip of the column Heart Sutra."
Since Yang Mao's mind had stabilized, Qian Yang no longer took him to study the Heart Sutra every morning. Some viewers liked the Heart Sutra very much, so Yang Mao edited the past Heart Sutra live broadcast clips into a collection and put it in a column for others to learn.
[I suggest that fans of X listen more and stop messing around on other people's turf.]
【Second! 】
"hey-hey."
At this moment, a silly laugh came from the connected screen.
"Master, your live broadcast room is so lively." The girl said with a smile.
Qian Yang said, "Let's get down to business."
The girl with the ID Cang Cang was silent for a few seconds, then spoke again: "Master, I suspect she was murdered!"
[What the hell?!]
So exciting?
Qianyang was stunned for a moment, "Why do you say that?"
Cang Cang looked hesitant, unsure whether he should say it.
Qian Yang said: "Just say what you want to say."
Cang Cang pursed his lips and asked, "Is it still next to me?"
Qianyang nodded, "Yes."
"What does it look like?"
【……】
【Wrap yourself tightly in the quilt. 】
Qianyang can indeed see some things with the naked eye.
The master once said that she might be the most talented person in the Qian family in hundreds of years or even hundreds of years from now.
"She's a girl, looks about sixteen or seventeen... and is trying to eat your burnt egg tart." Qian Yang said lightly.
Yang Mao sat next to him, swallowed his saliva, and tried to open his eyes wide to look at the burnt egg tart on the screen, but unfortunately he could not see anything.
It’s better not to see! It’s better not to see!
A psychic gift? He'd rather not have it.
Qian Yang glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, you are still far from being able to see ghosts with your naked eyes."
Yang Mao: “…”
Suddenly I was hit by a certain thing.
Hearing what Qianyang said, Cangcang's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Master, you really didn't lie to me!"
Qianyang: “?”
"You think I was lying to you before?"
Cang Cang smiled awkwardly and said, "No, I just didn't expect you to be so powerful."
[Sixteen or seventeen? Too young.]
Good fellow...
What's going on?
【Squat squat.】
Cang Cang continued, "Actually, I've dreamt of her several times."
Qian Yang said: "She has been with you for too long, and she unconsciously appeared in your dream."
"In the dream, she was a girl of sixteen or seventeen. Although I tried to connect with many metaphysics anchors, I never told them this."
[Hiss...Come to think of it, I have indeed seen Cang Cang.]
She has visited the live broadcast rooms of many small streamers such as Shark and Little Moon.
【Why are you only looking for small anchors? ? 】
[Nonsense, big anchors can easily charge hundreds or even thousands of dollars for a connection, while small anchors can only charge tens of dollars.]
Even if Qianyang could see ghosts with his naked eyes, he would not be able to see through things that even the ghosts themselves did not remember.
Qianyang asked, "What did you dream about?"
Cang Cang said: "The picture in the dream was very vague. Her parents had a bad relationship. The atmosphere at home was very depressing. Her mother was always crying, and her father was always drinking at night..."
"Anyway, these are the same scenes that come back over and over again. Her family ignores her and doesn't care about her. It seems like they often lock her up in a room."
Qian Yang lowered his brows and pondered for a moment, "Besides her natural constitution, there must be other reasons why she has been with you for so long. Are you sure you want to help her?"
Cang Cang nodded, "I want to help her fulfill her wish and reincarnate as soon as possible."
"Even though she almost killed you?"
Cang Cang said: "But, if we drive her away, she will be alone... no, a ghost, that would be too pitiful. And maybe she will follow others in the future and bring bad luck to them. I helped her do what she wanted to do, so she should be able to reincarnate, right?"
"Well, generally speaking, if you untie the ties that keep it in the human world, it will enter reincarnation."
Cang Cang's eyes were firm as he said, "She has been with me for so long, I want to help her, but..."
At the end of his words, Cang Cang's voice became weaker and weaker, "But... I hope Master can help me. I can't do it alone, and, and... I don't have much money."
Qianyang said "Oh", "Without money, I can't help you."
【……】
Ah, this.
[With so much reward, can't you help others? ]
Where is your compassion?
[Forget it if she doesn't want to help. There are a few big anchors who draw a free connection every day. You can wait for her.]
Qian Yang said, "Since you've watched a lot of metaphysics live broadcasts, don't you know that when you do things for others, you have to charge money? The rich charge more, the poor charge less... Oh, there are also some who don't charge money."
"Do you want to know what it is?" Qianyang smiled.
【What? 】
What?
Qian Yang said calmly, "We won't accept those who are about to die, nor those who are about to face a disaster that cannot be avoided..."
“Give me money!”
Before he finished speaking, Cang Cang spoke first.
"I will definitely pay!" Cang Cang raised three fingers, his face full of confidence, "Master, please take my money!"
At this moment, Yang Mao tilted his head and thought for a long time, then suddenly realized: "What the hell?! Master, you didn't take my money that day!"
Qian Yang said, "If you are willing to take me as your master, then it will be free of charge."
Is there such a saying?
[Yes, and the beneficiaries must be good people and do good things, otherwise they will eventually face disaster.]
What if someone changes their mind? Refuses to pay? Or pretends to have no money?
Qian Yang saw this comment and pursed his lips: "He will surely suffer an unexpected disaster."
“However, there is a difference between doing things well and not doing them well. If you encounter fraud, there will be no side effects.”
【I understand. Only masters with real skills can be effective.】
That's not bad.
"Master..." Cang Cang looked embarrassed. "I was fired a while ago. I can't find a new job without a degree, and I don't have much money left."
"Is there a durian?"
Cang Cang nodded, "Yes."
"That'll do."
"Thank you, Master. Can you give it to me now?"
"After it's done."
“Thank you, Master!”
【……】
Fifty dollars?
[I thought it was going to be a lot!]
【The God of Cost-Effectiveness! 】
Cang Cang asked: "Master, what should I do?"
Qian Yang said, "You have to establish a connection with her yourself."
"Tonight you need to leave your bedroom windows and doors wide open and put an empty chair at the head of your bed. Remember not to put anything on the chair, and do not place any sharp objects on the bed."
Cang Cang nodded solemnly, "Okay, I understand."
Qian Yang glanced at the screen and continued, "Don't wear any jade or gold jewelry."
Cang Cang pulled out the necklace from around her neck. A jade ring the size of a fingertip was strung on it with a black string. "This one?"
"It's from a street stall, five dollars."
Qian Yang said, "Take it off before going to bed."
"Okay." Cang Cang agreed.
"You must fall asleep before midnight tonight. Remember the details of your dreams and tell me tomorrow."
【Author’s words】
Thank you for the support of my dear readers, which allows me to earn some money. The next chapter will be the V chapter, and the update time will be at 12 o'clock tonight. It's the big fat chapter as promised before!
The column's follow-up article "This marriage with a vicious stepmother cannot be divorced" is for collection or2
Copywriting: The day before marrying into a wealthy family and becoming a stepmother, Anyang's consciousness awakened.
She is the vicious female supporting character in the book. She is jealous of Bai Yueguang's biological mother's status in the hero's heart. She beats and scolds her stepson at will, and makes him full of hatred. On the day Bai Yueguang returns to China, she is kicked out of the house and ends up being deserted by everyone.
The next day, Anyang looked at the wedding dress that was delivered to her and wondered whether to get married or not.
Getting married became a part of the play between the male and female protagonists.
Let’s not get married. The male protagonist just gave her a large manor worth 290 million.
etc……
Painless motherhood, a 290 million manor in hand, and divorced the male protagonist after Bai Yueguang returned to China...
The child isn't hers, the husband isn't hers, but as long as they can live in peace for two years, the money and the manor will all be hers! !
Knot!
If you don’t get married, you are not a human being!
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After marriage, in order to prevent occasional tantrums, Anyang always hides away from his stepson.
I was afraid of offending him accidentally.
During this period, she and the male protagonist treated each other with respect and never interfered with each other's lives.
After two years of peace, Bai Yueguang finally returned home.
Thinking that the big and small couple would kick her out immediately, Anyang packed up her things early and prepared to move to the large manor under her own name to enjoy her single life.
Unexpectedly, that night, her stepson caught up with her, dragging a small suitcase, panting, his cheeks flushed, and said, "I'll go with you first, and Dad will go over tomorrow."
He held Anyang's clothes tightly with his little hands, looking nervous, afraid that she would leave him behind.
Anyang: “?”
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Some time after Bai Yueguang returned to China, Anyang attended a banquet and pulled a friend aside to complain in frustration.
"...She's back, why hasn't Zhou Zhiyu divorced me yet?"
At this moment, the friend's face froze and she looked behind her.
Anyang turned her head in a daze and saw two men, one big and one small, standing not far away, staring at her motionlessly.
The younger one's eyes were red, and she held back her tears with a tight line on her lips.
The older one had a gloomy expression, his eyes dim and unclear, his thin lips trembling as he asked, "...He? Who is he?"
Anyang: “…”
That night, Anyang was in great trouble.
The man always stopped at the critical moment, pinched her chin and made her look straight at him.
His sweaty chest pressed against her thigh, and he said hoarsely, "I'll ask again... who is he?"
Serving Guide:
Double Purity
The child is not the male protagonist's biological child
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