An Rugu thought about the secret that the witch had told her and became extremely curious, so she applied to the Special Management Bureau and asked for the miscellaneous book from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period that the witch had told her.
This is what the Special Management Bureau seized from her luggage, telling of strange anecdotes from that period.
The witch is full of resentment, acts in an extreme way, and has committed numerous evil deeds, but she does not lie. There are indeed records of insect and bird heart poison in her books.
Turning to the middle, there was a very abstract sketch with a few thick silk threads drawn with a brush.
A good friend of the author is from Miaojiang. He said that a long time ago, the poisonous insects there were not centipedes, scorpions, ants or other insects, but red silk threads. It is said that the gods gave this kind of poisonous insect to the Miao people. People who use this kind of poisonous insect can communicate with the gods and receive their blessings.
This insect was powerful but very fragile. It needed a lot of nutrients to survive and later became extinct.
And that god is the Five Plagues Messenger, also known as the Plague God. Many witchcrafts rely on the Plague God to gain power.
Previously, at the Tianshi Mansion, someone stepped on a poisonous Gu and vomited violently. The poisonous Gu was made by placing medicinal powder in front of the statue of the God of Plague and praying for many days.
An Rugu then made a phone call and asked the people from the Special Management Bureau to help contact the Gu Po.
The witch said in a deep voice: "What do you want from me?"
"I think I know the secret."
The witch was horrified: "...What did you say?!"
"I read that book. It said that this poisonous insect was a gift from the God of Plague," said An Rugu.
The witch said lazily, "I know."
An Rugu said quietly: "This Plague God...may well really exist, this record may not be groundless."
An Rugu had even received memorials from ghosts and the King of Hell, not to mention the God of Plague.
She guessed the secret from the Gu Po's grandmother was that "God exists" and "God's gifts are very powerful."
This can also explain why the red thread is so amazing.
Moreover, for the ancestors of the Miao people, there was a great disadvantage in obtaining the favor of the gods, which could easily lead to death, just like a child carrying gold through the market, so they kept it a secret and kept it a secret until the insect became extinct and they no longer hid it, and the incident was recorded as a strange anecdote.
Upon hearing this, the Gu Po smiled nonchalantly. She was always proud and said with disdain: "How can God exist if He has never responded to me?"
At first, she thought God existed. But she had used the red thread for so long, but still did not receive God's favor. Such a God would be better off not existing.
"This is just my guess. If you don't believe it, forget it." An Rugu said in a calm tone.
On weekends
The Wei family's driver drove Xiaoyu over.
After she was dewormed, instead of getting better, she became seriously ill.
Her face was pale, she walked with a trembling voice, she was as thin as a piece of paper, and looked very frail.
Seeing her like this, the little zombie scratched his head and said, "You are so uncomfortable, why don't you rest at home and don't come here."
She was so weak...she was really afraid that she would faint.
Xiaoyu shook her head and said nothing more: "It's okay."
Finally someone asked her out and didn't look down on her for being a sickly girl, so she didn't want to break the appointment.
The little zombie had no choice but to take her into the room, prepare to let her rest for a while and give her some toys to play with.
An Rugu watched the two people's backs gradually disappear, put down the book in her hand, and raised her hand to calculate Xiaoyu's past and future.
It is better for the little zombie to have a playmate than to have none, and of course the playmate must be kind. Xiaoyu is not a member of the Xuanmen sect and has never practiced, so the secret is not obscured.
After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, frowning slightly. Xiaoyu's parents were divorced, she was disliked by her family, and she was weak and sickly.
What’s special is that she is a woman with an unlucky fate. She is very unlucky and also has some influence on the bad luck of others.
Others said that she had an infectious disease and that being with her would infect her, which was very vicious, but there was some basis for it.
As she got older, she became more and more unlucky. Falling down while going out was considered a minor incident. She had a car accident almost every year, and the accidents became more and more serious, but she would not die every time.
She is still young, but she has already encountered school violence, which will get worse in the future. In short, she is physically and mentally devastated.
Probably the luckiest thing in her life was that she was born into a wealthy family.
Although this wealthy family did not care about her, they also gave her a strange congenital disease.
She thought of the God of Plague she had seen in a book before, and felt a little emotional. This was probably what the God of Plague was like when he was alive.
However, she has strong luck, and Su Zhi's bones are also incorruptible. Both of them are not ordinary people and will not be affected.
After a few days of treatment, many members of the Wei family saw results. The current person in power, Wei Mingyan's uncle, transferred a large sum of money to An Rugu's account.
When all the poisonous insects are dealt with, the balance will be paid. It's not that they don't want to pay, but the half of the property agreed upon before is too huge and needs to be slowly counted and converted into liquid funds.
An Rugu opened the crowdfunding software and focused on looking for requests for help with photos.
"My son has acute leukemia. Please help me."
An Rugu didn't do any calculations, just took a look at the face and clicked report directly. The family was wealthy and not at the end of their rope, so they had the nerve to raise funds through crowdfunding.
"My little angel has been suffering from lymphoma. It has taken me three years to get everything I want. Please help me, uncles and aunts."
…
She picked some kind people who really needed money and donated the money to them. She had donated less before, but now she donated the full amount.
Left-behind children, lonely elderly people, charity lunches, serious diseases, charity aid for education... She donates on various platforms almost every month and has become a well-known philanthropist on many platforms.
She thought about asking someone to do it for her, but if she didn't make the judgment herself, she would always feel uneasy and worried that the money would not reach the hands of those in need, so she decided to do it herself.
After she donated the money, her pockets suddenly became empty. She took advantage of her free time to go down the mountain to take a look at the monster house.
As the saying goes, no spirits are allowed after the founding of the country. The most glorious time for monsters was in ancient times, when many stories about fox monsters and scholars were bestsellers.
The monster house is decorated in ancient style and is surrounded by large tracts of green bamboo. When the wind blows, a rustling sound is made and the fresh bamboo fragrance fills the air, making people happy both physically and mentally.
An Rugu sniffed the fragrance of the plants and trees, concentrated his mind and calmed his breath. He immediately felt peaceful and walked towards the monster's house.
As soon as I walked in, I heard a loud noise and the original tranquility was gone.
"Ahhhh, the little fox is so cute. He can even watch TV."
She looked up and saw that it was a little red fox sitting in front of the TV in the living room on the first floor. It was hugging its big furry tail and staring at the TV in front of it with its round eyes not moving at all.
The professor's rhythmic voice came from the TV: "Fuxi created the world with one stroke, and the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements came from this..."
He read very seriously, nodding from time to time as the professor spoke, completely oblivious to the voice of the guest in his ear.
He was a wild fox in the mountains, no one taught him how to practice, so his foundation was not solid. Now he wanted to rebuild his foundation, so he forgot to eat and sleep every day, absorbing knowledge like a sponge.
He did not interact with the guests, but just sitting there with a straight face made people excited. Many people took out their mobile phones, took pictures of the little fox and uploaded them to social media platforms.
"Damn, this little fox has become a spirit. He is as obedient as a child and so serious."
"What is said online is true. The foxes raised by the anchor are different from ordinary foxes."
"Hurry up and send him to school, don't delay his college entrance exams."
When the weasel in a small jacket saw An Rugu coming, he walked up to her, bowed to her, and then turned and walked towards the room.
An Rugu followed him and walked into the tea room.
Seeing that there were no customers around, the weasel said with shame: "They are really enthusiastic. They take pictures with the box every day. I heard them say that the fox has become so popular."
"Internet celebrity?"
"Yes, that's it." The weasel nodded in agreement.
An Rugu picked up her phone and tried to search for the Izumo Temple fox. Many photos of Hu Lai popped up immediately. He was small and cute, with fur as red as flames and an extremely lively expression.
Many netizens said that he had become a spirit, and many people asked for his address, wanting to come and worship the fox spirit.
There is also a picture of a weasel below. The weasel's fur is not as eye-catching as Hu Lai's, but it wears a small jacket and a melon-shaped hat on its head, and it will raise its hands to bow to people.
Many people were frantically calling for Wong Tai Sin’s blessing.
The weasel rubbed his hands as if he had thought of something, and said a little embarrassedly: "Before, a woman came and gave me her snake, asking me to teach it how to practice.
I then taught it the method of breathing spiritual energy, but I don’t know whether it understood or not. I took her ticket money and she gave me a little tip.”
An Rugu was somewhat surprised. In the previous live broadcast, there was a person whose house was haunted by ghosts, and it was the little snake that helped her get rid of the evil spirit. The little snake was somewhat spiritual and could embark on the path of cultivation. She asked her to bring the little snake here, and she really came.
The weasel added: "A few days ago, some people watched my benefactor's live broadcast and came here specially to give me their cats and dogs and asked me to teach them. The effect was quite good. They said they would recommend their friends to come here."
"Because this is a special service, after I turned into a human form, I gave them a piece of paper with a new price list. From now on, there will be extra money for training cats and dogs."
The weasel had cultivated successfully and became a house spirit, so it was very easy for him to communicate with small animals. The situation of those small animals destroying the house was greatly improved.
He thought that he was the manager of the Monster House and could not let An Rugu down. He had to run the Monster House well, so he took the initiative to offer extra money for the business.
His tone was a little nervous, worried that An Rugu would think he was making the decision on his own.
An Rugu nodded and praised him: "You did a good job."
She originally just wanted to turn this place into a cat cafe, but unexpectedly, by chance, new business came.
The weasel was extremely excited when he heard this. An Rugu could actually see the word "happy" on his furry face.
An Rugu took a walk for a while, breathed in the fresh air, and then returned to the Taoist temple.
Calculate the time, it’s time for the live broadcast.
She opened the live broadcast software, adjusted the angle, and clicked the button. In the blink of an eye, the live broadcast room was connected to the Shark platform's database.
Countless viewers instantly poured into the live broadcast room.
[Grandma, the anchor you follow has started broadcasting. ]
[I thought you forgot your password, that's why you haven't been on air for so long. ]
[I've been waiting in your live studio every day, waiting until the flowers have wilted. Are you worthy of me by not counting the 100 gossips today? ]
[I was confused when I saw your comments. The anchor starts broadcasting every ten days. He is not late.]
[What do you know? If you don't complain, how can the anchor find his conscience and broadcast more? ]
[Hahahahahaha, a bunch of drama queens, but the anchor is as hard-hearted as iron and never works overtime. ]
【Host: I will just watch you perform. 】
An Rugu didn't read the comments and started the lottery directly: "The lottery is open. Anyone who wants to have their fortune told can click on the lottery. The results will be out in ten minutes. I'll go make a cup of tea."
The winter wind was so cold that it chilled her body and soul. But she often chanted the Golden Light Mantra, and the golden light protected her body, keeping her from getting too cold or too hot, and she didn't need ginger tea to keep warm.
However, ginger tea is sweet and spicy, warms the lungs and relieves coughs, and can refresh the mind, making it a perfect match for live streaming.
Soon, three destined people emerged.
An Rugu contacted the first person with whom she had a connection [Old 2D Element], and after communicating well, she made a phone call.
Soon, a woman in her twenties or thirties appeared on the screen. She had long hair, no makeup, fair skin, a smile on her face, and looked very cheerful.
"Hello, anchor. I'm an old fan of yours. I've been watching your live broadcast for a long time."
"Thank you. Then you pay the divination fee and I will tell your fortune." An Rugu said.
The destined person gave a high-energy salute, spread his hands towards the laptop camera, and complained helplessly: "Anchor, I'm not afraid of embarrassment. I tell you, I fall in love every time and fail every time.
Many people in your live stream have encountered scumbags, but few have encountered as many as I have."
"My ex-ex-boyfriend was kind of handsome, and he cheated on my roommate. After I beat them up, I kicked him out."
"Then I found a new boyfriend, who was my ex-ex-boyfriend. He looked gentle and good-tempered. But he turned out to be a domestic abuser. After we had a fight, I kicked him out."
"After I regrouped, I found another boyfriend, who was my ex-boyfriend. I learned from my previous experiences and decided to find an honest man, so I found someone who wasn't very good-looking, because such a man would definitely be honest.
I didn’t expect that when I checked his secondary account, I found that he was hooking up with people on social software.”
The audience in the live broadcast room admired her magnificent experience very much.
[It's a good and clever way to divide it, and it's a great way to divide it. Shouldn't this kind of man be kept for the New Year? 】
[Awesome! I would like to call it a scumbag harvester, each one is different.]
[I'm sorry, even though it's so tragic, I still want to laugh a little bit. This is too unlucky.]
[Watch more of the host's videos of destined people meeting scumbags, such as the last video of him inviting his sisters to dinner, which is now popular. After watching it, say goodbye to love. ]
[People who have experienced this say that instead of chasing stars, just be fans of their personalities. ]
[One plus, I am a fan of the star of the cultivation system, and as a mother fan, I watch my sons grow up every day. You can't imagine the joy of raising children online. 】
When the destined person saw these comments that made her chase stars, her face fell, and she felt that the past was unbearable to look back on: "I thought of what you thought. After having been with several scumbags, I chased stars just like you thought."
"I carefully selected three handsome guys and put them in my basket. I check in on the super topic every day to help my brother get on the charts and improve his stats."
"As a result, all three houses collapsed. One was on drugs, one was relying on luck, and one was a **. Two of them were exposed by the anchor!"
[Wait, I guess one is Fang Yuan and the other is Lu Fang. I am dying of laughter, this is such a coincidence with the anchor. ]
[So you are so frustrated with chasing celebrities that you are chasing anchors? ]
[The probability of celebrity scandals falling out is too high, so it’s better not to chase after anything and just focus on studying. ]
The destined person laughed, took out the phone next to him, and said excitedly with a happy face: "I'm smart now. Real men are not okay, but paper men are okay."
"The paper man never takes drugs, never relies on luck, never collapses, and is loved by everyone. Long live the paper man!"
"I've followed several anime, both foreign and Chinese. After following them, I found that the characters are perfect, the characters are handsome, and the fighting scenes are cool.
There are only characters you can't imagine, there are no characters that don't exist in the second dimension, and there are no stains. Isn't this better than dating and being a fan of a star? "
"It just so happened that domestic love games were very popular some time ago. I downloaded the most popular game, which has a lot of handsome male characters that can be conquered. They can interact not only in the game, but also outside the game.
After I finished the game, I bought a phone service, and the male character I liked called me and said good morning and good night. The sugar content was too high. "
"So... host, can you tell fortunes for game characters?"
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