Many people don't know about Lucas and the ghost town, but a few people who know the story share some information in the comments.
[That little foreigner is a well-known internet celebrity abroad. He used to do extreme sports, but recently he started doing adventures.]
【Last time I saw a rumor about a ghost town on Facebook. There is a town there that is haunted, and many people have seen ghosts, so the rumor is spreading. Many people went there to explore, hoping to find the legendary ghost. The news is true and false, and I don't know if they found it.】
The audience was amazed. It turns out that not only people in China like to go on suicidal adventures, but people from abroad like them too!
The short video industry is developing rapidly in foreign countries as well as in China. Many bloggers publish original videos on Tiktok and become popular. Lucas is one of them.
He is a fan of extreme sports, such as skiing and rock climbing. With his good looks and excellent video quality, he has accumulated a large number of fans on the short video platform and made a lot of money.
Soon, the growth rate of his fan base slowed down and reached a bottleneck, and it was no longer increasing as fast as before.
He and his team thought about it and decided to do something innovative - adventure. Coincidentally, the rumor of the ghost town was popular on the Internet recently, and they were immediately attracted, and a group of people rushed to the town.
Lucas knew An Rugu. After all, many people edited her videos and put them on foreign websites. People who surfed the Internet regularly had generally heard of this famous fortune teller in China.
Now, many foreigners follow her example and burn paper for their relatives and friends. It can be said that she somehow introduced the custom of burning paper to foreign countries.
Moreover, she has become famous all over the world with her traditional divination skills, which makes countless bloggers who are racking their brains to gain fans envious. Like Lucas, they all hope to learn the secret of becoming popular from her live broadcast.
Some people even imitated her live broadcast style and did live fortune-telling.
Unfortunately, the effect was not as expected.
The reason is still unclear. They had to find someone to help them, but the audience was shrewd and after finding out that they were someone to help them, they scolded them until their account was blocked.
It's a pity that Lucas doesn't even believe in tarot cards and astrology in his own country, let alone divination in foreign countries!
He had doubted countless times, is this person really a liar? Aren't these predestined people just agents? Isn't this really a joint hype and star-making marketing campaign by both China and abroad?
Unfortunately, after watching for a long time, he still couldn't find any clues that she was lying, so he simply stayed in the live broadcast room, hoping that one day he would be able to find evidence that she was lying.
Lucas asked openly, "Hey, you just sent me a private message saying that I'm your destined one. What does destined mean?"
"You can simply understand it as, I will tell you your fortune. What do you want to know? I can tell you about your career, love, marriage, etc."
Lucas smiled, but he didn't take it seriously. He even wanted to laugh. Can Chinese divination be used by a foreigner like him? This foreign lady is really confident!
"Are you sure about this?"
"I haven't missed it yet."
He is a man who cares a lot about his career. He said almost without hesitation: "Then please help me calculate my career. Will I still be popular in the future? To what extent can I be popular?"
An Rugu blinked, her eyes fell on the other person's face, and her brows slightly frowned: "Put your career aside for now."
"Why?" Lucas was confused.
An Rugu's face was solemn: "Your complexion is dark and dull, extending to behind your ears, and blue is floating under your eyes. You will die within three days."
She looked through the screen at his companions, her face becoming increasingly gloomy: "You all have pale complexions and black foreheads. You are about to face a disaster, and no one can escape."
"You can't go on this expedition."
Lucas and his companions: “???”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Fuck, is this so scary? So there really are ghosts in this ghost town? ]
[I shouted directly: Jiu Tian Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun! ]
[By the way, can Tianzun cure ghosts from other countries? (Falling into deep thought), should we pray to God? ]
[Satan: Have you forgotten that I am the Lord of Hell? ]
[As the saying goes, if you don't try to die, you won't die. Manual translation: no zuo no die, why you try? ]
Seeing An Rugu's serious expression, Lucas was a little frightened by her momentum.
But then he thought again and said with some disdain: "Where are there any ghosts in this world? If there are, why have my parents never looked for me?"
An Rugu said softly: "The human world has its own rules, and the underworld has its own rules. Ghosts in your country may not be able to contact humans at will. Moreover, it is difficult for ordinary people to see ghosts. They are more like four-dimensional creatures."
Lucas still didn't believe it at all. He didn't believe ghosts existed, nor did he believe An Rugu's words that he would die within three days.
"I'm not the only one who comes here to explore. Many people have come here recently. Why don't they die? Will we die? This ghost kills people based on the person."
He waved to his companions behind him and said, "Let's go to the church. I saw a post online. A local resident said he saw a black figure in the church. I suspect that the ghost is there! Let's go and expose his lies!"
He didn't believe in ghosts, and thought that the people in the church were deliberately causing trouble to increase the flow of people to the area. After all, when the news of the haunted place came out, many people came to explore, and the hotel owners said that their business had improved a lot.
When he finds out the truth and exposes the lies of the ghost town, his popularity will surely soar and he will become the top star on the entire Internet!
In his eyes, what was in the church were not people playing tricks on others, but golden coins!
At this moment, An Rugu suddenly sighed: "When did I tell you that you would die because of a ghost?"
Lucas's mind and eyes were full of the people in the church. He took some time to concentrate and asked perfunctorily, "Then why did I die?"
They were talking and broadcasting live at the same time, and while they were talking, they had already arrived at the door of the church.
The church was unlocked for the convenience of worship, and anyone could come in. The door was open. The moonlight shone through the window, sprinkling on the tables, chairs and benches, cold and desolate, with a gloomy atmosphere.
They didn't care and walked in excitedly.
Seeing that he didn't listen to her advice and even dared to go on the adventure, An Rugu's expression turned slightly colder: "You died because of people."
It would have been better if she didn't say it. Once she said it, Lucas became more confident.
"So it's a human? That's even more impossible. There are eight of us in total, all young and strong. Who can beat us?"
An Rugu changed the subject: "What if I say that it was a serial killer with a gun? Can you beat him?"
Lucas and companions: “???”
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Serial killers, the style has changed from supernatural to suspenseful, but they are all horror movies! ]
[There is a poem that says, "Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost, great compassion does not save others but kills them."]
[Oh my god, a serial killer with a gun, one shot per kid, this is a free and peaceful country, gunfights every day.]
[Isn't it legal to own guns in their country? Eight people can't beat one murderer with swords? ]
[For overseas users, legal gun ownership is different from carrying a gun on your body. You can leave a gun in a specific place, such as at home, but you cannot carry it with you at will. If you want to carry it, you must have a license. However, for the sake of public safety, most states prohibit citizens from carrying guns on their bodies, and it is very difficult to get a gun license. ]
Lucas and the others' brains short-circuited on the spot, and they subconsciously reached for their pockets, only to find nothing.
They have guns at home, but they are not allowed to take them out!
They came to the town to fight against counterfeiting. At the same time, they were not fools. For safety reasons, they specially called their friends and only dared to come when there were eight of them.
What's more, they are still broadcasting live. As long as they say they are the anchors, those who have been exposed for counterfeiting will definitely not dare to mess with them.
But An Rugu told them that he was a serial killer with a gun???
Use your toes to think about it. Serial killers are all cruel people. Will they not be killed just because they are anchors?
Lucas couldn't believe it, because if he believed it, he would probably be in trouble tonight.
He forced a smile, awkwardly saying, "Are you kidding me? How could there be a serial killer here? Henry, you live here, has there ever been a murder here?"
Henry looked confused, not knowing who to believe: "No, our town is small. If there is a murder, everyone in the town will know about it."
An Rugu said at the right time: "Generally, serial killers will move around in order to hide their tracks, protect themselves, and escape capture. He is also new here."
She looked at Lucas on the screen. As a Caucasian, his skin was very white, but at this moment his forehead was black, as black as a coal ball, and the black energy was almost reduced to substance, which was obviously a sign of death!
"You may not believe it, but I suggest you hide behind the bench first.
As soon as she finished speaking, these young men and women who were fearless were suddenly startled and originally felt cold all over.
It's coming soon...
Forget it, it's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't!
They all hid under the church benches and in the corners, not daring to make a sound.
Just when the last person hid, a chaotic sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.
"Da da da."
A man in a black raincoat walked in, his pockets bulging, with a gun on the left and a knife on the right.
As soon as he walked in, he kicked the table in annoyance. He shot his wife and her lover who had betrayed him, and seriously injured the police who came to investigate him, so he was targeted by the police. While they were not there, he drove a small jeep to this remote ghost town.
He didn't dare to sleep in the hotel for fear of being discovered. Fortunately, there is an abandoned church in this town. In order to allow more residents to listen to God's will, it is open all year round and anyone can come.
So at night, he slept in the church. A few days ago, a little boy was playing with a ball with his friend, and the ball flew into the church. When he picked up the ball, he and the little boy looked at each other.
The little boy saw his face clearly and probably thought he was a believer, so he waved to him in a friendly manner and left.
That was the best opportunity for him to kill him, but unfortunately he was a little scared at the time, and when he reacted, the little boy had already left.
He made up his mind at that moment to kill the boy.
Unfortunately, his master was nearby, so it was difficult for him to take action. He hadn't found a suitable opportunity in the past few days.
The bullet had already been loaded, but there was no target, which made him extremely anxious.
He covered his face under the hood, gnashed his teeth, and whispered to himself: "Next time my reaction will definitely not be so slow. If someone sees my face, I will just shoot him and send him to see God!"
Lucas and others: “!!!”
Oh my God, he is really a murderer!
They hugged each other tightly, wanting to scream so much but not daring to do so, feeling very depressed.
At this time, Lucas' legs had been bent for too long and were a little numb. When he moved slightly, the movement was too large and he kicked the chair next to him, making a "creaking" sound.
The man in the raincoat turned his head quickly, his face full of horror. Oh no, there is someone here!
He immediately took out his loaded gun and fired a shot at that place without any hesitation.
"Bang!"
The next second, a furry mouse jumped onto the table and ran away in fright.
The man in the raincoat breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be a mouse..."
He thought it was a human.
Chair
They were almost done!
They regretted it more than ever before. If they had not listened to Lucas and come here to explore, it would have been better. Or if they had listened to An Rugu earlier and not entered the church, this wouldn't have happened!
Anyway, it’s all Lucas’ fault!
They wanted to replace the Raincoat Killer and kill him. Without him, how could they have encountered a serial killer!
Lucas didn't know what they were thinking, because he closed his eyes and passed out. It was only because his companions were quick to catch him that there was no sound of him falling to the ground.
Then, the sound of sirens, like the sound of nature, gradually came from far away and reached the church.
Lucas was also live streaming, and quite a few people were watching. When he was in danger, some fans called the police.
The man in the raincoat was so shocked that he subconsciously wanted to run away.
But these special police came prepared, armed with live ammunition, and their equipment was much better than the man in the raincoat, and they quickly caught the serial killer.
At this time, those hiding in the stool
The man in the raincoat was angry but also a little confused: "You...why didn't I notice you? Did you know I would come, so you deliberately hid like this?"
When a man saw the criminal being arrested, he felt relieved and reborn. He looked at An Rugu as excitedly as if he had seen his parents again: "That's because a fortune teller told us that you are a murderer, so they asked us to hide!"
The man in the raincoat was even more confused. How could the fortune teller predict that he would come? Could this man predict the future?
He was very curious, but no one wanted to communicate with him. They just handcuffed him and took him into the police car.
Later, when other prisoners asked him how he was caught, he didn't know what to say. Could it be divination?
This is too mysterious!
...........
An Rugu did not hang up the phone, intending to wait for Lucas to wake up before calculating for him. Unfortunately, Lucas was so frightened that he fainted and was taken to the hospital. He did not want to face this terrible world at all.
She then hung up the call with Lucas.
The audience in the live broadcast room were still immersed in what had just happened.
[When this little foreigner was so arrogant, I thought he was very brave, but I didn't expect him to faint from fright. The slap in the face came so fast, like a tornado.]
[The foreigner is still too young, and has no idea what happened to the host's black guy, whose face is swollen like a city wall.]
[Am I the only one who is curious about ghosts in other countries? What do ghosts in their countries look like? ]
[You are not alone. I only know that there is a hell in our country, and I have no idea about the situation abroad. The overseas countries are so developed, so the hell must be developed too! ]
An Rugu glanced at the comments and said nothing.
The underworld in their country is very closed, and she only got in touch with it some time ago, not to mention abroad, so she doesn't know what the underworld abroad looks like.
This question touched upon her blind spot in knowledge.
............
After An Rugu ended the live broadcast, the storm did not stop.
The news that the famous anchor had run into a serial killer quickly made headlines on many national news platforms.
Many Chinese netizens circumvented the firewall to read the comments of foreign netizens, and then took screenshots and forwarded them to their own country's websites.
Countless foreigners were discussing the vicious murderer and the magical divination technique.
[Oh my god, there is a serial killer in the ghost town, it's so scary, I was actually planning to go there next week, luckily I didn't go. I can't imagine how I can survive in the hands of a serial killer! ]
[It is said that it was Miss An, a fortune teller from China, who found out that the man was a murderer through divination, and then asked them to hide. As soon as they hid, those people came. ]
[Oh my god, she saved eight lives. She is more of an angel than an angel.]
[Wow, Chinese divination is so magical, I don’t want to learn tarot cards anymore, I want to learn Chinese divination! ]
[I remind you that you must be mentally prepared, because Chinese divination is too difficult. I am proficient in Tarot cards, but I can't understand the Book of Changes and Bazi books at all. This divination is too profound. She can master this divination skill and calculate it so accurately. She is as smart as a god. ]
[I hope An-chan will come to our country to develop! We welcome you! ]
[I think such an outstanding person must have our country's bloodline, and maybe his ancestors were from our country. After all, our two countries are very close.]
[I also think that she must have genes from our country, otherwise how could she be so smart? ]
When Chinese netizens see these people praising their anchors, they feel proud as if they are being praised.
This globally popular anchor is from their country!
As a result, when they saw the comments from some small countries, they were completely speechless.
The Fighting Nation, the British Country and other countries are more sincere, and they flatter the host as if it were free, praising him for being kind and helpful.
While countries like Xiaorizi and others are praising us, they are secretly trying to poach our talents, which is generally understandable.
But the small country of Korea can really do anything. Even genes can be identified. Why not just turn it into the origin of the universe!
...............
An Rugu separates work and life very clearly. Once she is no longer in work mode, she will no longer care about live streaming.
On this day, she received a gift from a fan. A group of people in black suits drove a black business car to Izumo Mountain to find her, carrying a huge safe together.
[Fang Jiu: Host, I heard that your birthday is coming soon. I have a very old bronze tripod at home, which was collected by my late grandfather. I am abroad now, so I asked the housekeeper at home to send it to you.]
This bronze tripod is of medium size and covered with patterns, but it is very well maintained and the rust is very clear, unlike the other two tripods.
She paused and sent a message to her fans: [Sorry, I don’t accept gifts. This is too expensive.]
[Then don't think of this as a gift, think of it as my donation to the Yuyun Temple. Antiques and Taoist temples are a perfect match! You can use it as an incense burner! ]
Seeing that she was so determined, An Rugu had no choice but to thank her for her kindness and accept it.
The little zombie looked at the bronze tripod with surprise in his eyes: "This thing looks so valuable, why doesn't he sell it himself and give it to someone else?"
"He probably doesn't care about the money."
Just by looking at the luxury cars they drive and the steward's demeanor, you can tell that their family is very wealthy. This bronze tripod may be just an ordinary collection for them.
The little zombie exclaimed in amazement: "Sister, you have so many rich fans."
Bai Long looked at this well-maintained large tripod and fell into deep thought. Ever since he encountered the Qingzhou tripod, An Rugu seemed to have developed a connection with bronze tripods.
She had bought the Jizhou Ding in an antique market before, and now her fans directly gave her a valuable bronze tripod. Her luck is too good!
And if I remember correctly, this large bronze tripod is actually very similar to the Yangzhou tripod.
He told An Rugu his guess.
An Rugu was also very surprised. Her fan friend actually gave her the Yangzhou Ding?
She immediately passed the news to her fans.
The fans were shocked: [Ah, I just wanted to give it to you as a gift, but it turned out to be so precious. The country will probably take it away.]
His first reaction was not regret for losing the national treasure, but regret for not being able to give it as a gift.
Because his family is really rich, Jiuding doesn't care about it, and even feels like he is getting rid of a hot potato.
【Do you want to take it back? 】
The netizen was a wise man, and after thinking it over, he still refused: [No, no, it’s a crime to possess a treasure, and I don’t want my family to get into trouble because of this. ]
[If it is really the Yangzhou Ding, then hand it over to the country. ]
An Rugu then agreed.
At this time, the little zombie finished visiting the bronze tripod and said excitedly: "Sister, I remember there is another bronze tripod locked in the warehouse. Could these two be the legendary Nine Tripods?"
Before An Rugu could answer, Bai Long shook his head and said, "Please, the Nine Cauldrons are not ordinary national treasures. After years of brewing, they can be called divine artifacts. Simply calling them national treasures is a waste. She has already found the Jizhou Cauldron and the Yangzhou Cauldron. The heavens have already blessed her enough. How could there be a third one?"
The warehouse had not been opened for a long time, and An Rugu also wanted to see if the warehouse had suffered any damage, so he took the key, went to tidy up the warehouse, and took Bailong to see the large bronze tripod in Izumo Temple.
As An Rugu walked, he said, "My master told me that he fished this bronze tripod out of the water. In a small way, it can be used to adjust the water, and in a large way, it can be used to suppress the dragon veins. It is very useful."
A minute later, Bai Long looked at the bronze cauldron in front of him and fell into deep silence.
Who can tell him why the Yuzhou Ding, the most famous of the Nine Dings, is placed in this small storehouse?
He couldn't help but ask, "Is your master the reincarnation of Qin Shi Huang?"
"Why do you say that?" An Rugu was a little curious.
"In order to maintain his rule and declare himself the legitimate ruler of the world, Qin Shi Huang went to look for the Nine Cauldrons. As a result, one of the Yuzhou Cauldrons fell into the Si River. He sent thousands of strong men to fish it out of the river, but they failed to get it out after many days, so he left with hatred."
An Rugu: “…”
"How do you know all this?"
"Sishui is very close to Jishui. I heard it from the water god over there." Bai Long suddenly realized: "Oh, no wonder your ability is stronger than theirs, it turns out that your master was once the emperor of mankind!"
No wonder An Rugu and Jiuding have such a strong affinity!
The master and the Jiuding have such a strong affinity, and so does the disciple.
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed to him. His imagination exploded: "I heard that Qin Shi Huang died suddenly for a very strange reason. Maybe he faked his death and went to cultivate immortality. He has lived until now and opened a small Taoist temple in the suburbs and accepted you as his disciple."
"He even left the Yuzhou Ding he found to you. He really loves you!"
An Rugu: “…”
Her master is actually Qin Shi Huang?
"You think too much."
She often couldn't keep up with his ideas because her imagination was not broad enough.
"I think it must be Qin Shi Huang. Why don't I go dig up his tomb and see if his body is still there. If not, it proves that he went to cultivate immortality."
The white dragon was in high spirits and transformed into a dragon, ready to be a tomb robber.
An Rugu stopped him: "The excavation of Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum is currently not allowed, and I don't want to go to the cell to get you out."
"Humph, how could those humans possibly catch me? You underestimate me too much."
"Then don't disturb others' rest." An Rugu looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice: "As for who my master is, I already have some clues. I will investigate it myself."
Xiao Bailong was very curious about what kind of person could teach her: "So who is your master?"
An Rugu was vague: "I'll tell you when it's confirmed."
"When he wants to see me, he will come to see me naturally. Everything depends on fate."
She had previously found the judge and looked at the Book of Life and Death, but had not found any news about her master, so it was very likely that the master was a deity. The master must have had his reasons for not wanting to see her, so she did not force him.
.......
At this moment, the believers who were burning incense in the front hall looked at the incense in front of them and exclaimed: "Ah, little girl, why is this incense burning so fast? Is it a counterfeit product?"
In full view of everyone, the long stick of incense was licked by the flames, and surrounded by smoke, it was quickly half burned, and crackling sounds could be faintly heard.
Shang Yue had never seen incense burn so fast, and was wondering about it. When she heard her doubt, she was furious: "You are talking nonsense. The incense here is much more expensive than the ones on the market. It tastes so good. Those who have eaten it say it is good. Many people want to eat it but can't. How can it be a fake product?"
Izumo Temple purchased many kinds of incense, among which the ones offered to the gods are of course the best.
She smelled the fragrance and was so greedy that she would sneak occasionally a nibble when no one was around.
She didn't dare to steal from other gods, such as the Southern Emperor of Immortality, who was a great god who mastered thunder magic and had extraordinary martial power. Even if he hadn't awakened, he was still terrifying.
The Star God of Destiny is different.
He is a subordinate of the Emperor Changsheng and only controls the fate of mortals. He is obviously a civilian and must be much weaker.
Anyway, she had asked those star gods last time, and they hadn't heard about the news about the Star God of Destiny, so he must not have awakened yet, and no one would know if he took some food secretly.
pilgrim:"???"
The pilgrims were horrified: "You have eaten incense? Are you competing with the God of Destiny for food?"
Wow, this is a very bold pica!
At this time, the incense burned faster and burned out in the blink of an eye, as if it was afraid that someone would snatch it.
However, the two were arguing and did not notice this.
Shang Yue looked away and responded casually: "No, I didn't, you're talking nonsense, I just tried it for him to see if it tastes good. If it doesn't taste good, then I won't give it to him, I'm obviously a product quality inspector, okay!"
"Even if the Star Lord Siming were here, he wouldn't blame me."
pilgrim: "..."
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