Chapter 13 Qi'an, who won't die unless he commits suicide

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Wu Xin had just been promoted recently, and after work he hung out with his friends, each of them covering for the other.

After three rounds of drinks, they arrived at the largest foot massage parlor in Jiangcheng.

"Brother Wu has been in a good mood recently. Boy, don't forget your brothers when you become rich. I'll treat you tonight."

Wu Xin usually behaves like a decent person, but at this moment, he is so proud of himself that he puts on an attitude of superiority. "No problem."

"Or maybe our brother Wu is really lucky. His biggest competitor in the department was killed in a car accident. I heard that it was a double loss."

When Wu Xin heard people mention Zhou Man, he smiled contemptuously.

"As a woman, when she is pregnant, she should stay at home and take care of her husband and children. Who told her to work so hard? If something goes wrong, it's her own fault."

From his tone, he had completely forgotten what he had done to Zhou Man.

Just attribute her death to bad luck and what she deserved.

As I was talking, my cell phone suddenly rang.

"The tigress my mother introduced to me is here again. Wait a minute, I'm going to go out and answer a phone call."

He said this and turned and walked out.

The friends in the box who had been fawning over him all showed expressions of displeasure and disgust the moment he left.

"What the hell! Just because you got a promotion, you really think you're a superior person!"

"Let him be proud for a while, he will be brought down sooner or later!"

Wu Xin had just finished chatting with his girlfriend in the corridor when he saw a graceful figure in a white dress not far away.

Being drunk, he saw that there was no one around and suddenly became brave and started chasing after the graceful figure.

He held the beautiful woman in his arms with an obscene smile on his face, "Girl, where are you going? Come on, I'll take you to the private room."

"You're not talking? Damn it! You really think you're a dish even though I gave you the face you deserve!"

"I'll kill you right here!"

Zhou Man stood behind him, watching him coldly as he went crazy and lustful towards the stone pillar because of his hallucination.

A sinister smile appeared on her lips. She grabbed his head and slammed it against the stone pillar again and again until he was completely out of breath.

The next day, all local news accounts in Jiangcheng published a strange push notification.

——A drunken man undressed in front of a stone pillar in a foot massage parlor, but when he failed to relieve his sexual desire, he committed suicide by hitting the pillar. Is this a distortion of human nature or a moral depravity?

This time, Wu Xin not only died, but also became famous.

As a result, the largest foot massage parlor in Jiangcheng was also ordered by the authorities to rectify its situation.

As for Zheng Yunfan's incident, it caused an uproar on the Internet and also alarmed the authorities.

The authorities began to investigate. It would have been better if they hadn't done so. But after the investigation, they found that the truth was far worse than he had exposed.

The entire domestic entertainment industry was in an uproar. The artists implicated paid their taxes, clarified their cases, took urine tests, and issued statements.

The crowd eating melons was like wild civets running around in a melon field.

As for Cheng Yunfan's series of abnormal behaviors at the press conference, they were officially characterized as madness after taking drugs.

Those netizens who said they saw ghosts in the live broadcast room were invited to have tea with local officials and were taught not to promote feudal superstition.

It is worth mentioning that this incident brought Huo Ning unprecedented popularity. In just a few days, her fans increased by 70,000.

But that’s all for another time.

At this moment, Huo Ning looked at Zhou Man, Song Tingting and the ghost baby who had passed away, and chanted the mantra for rebirth.

After doing all this, she looked at Huang Xiu and her daughter with a smile.

"Okay, they have all been liberated, and you can rest early."

After thinking for a while, she looked at Lin Shuangshuang again and reminded her, "Her body's yang energy was severely depleted before. She should get more sun when she has nothing to do."

"Of course, it's best to do more good deeds and be righteous. If you are upright, those messy things won't dare to bother you."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Lin Shuangshuang's parents.

"Marriage is something that can only be found by chance, and it is not in everyone's destiny. Just let it go. If you keep interfering with her choice, you will inevitably repeat the same mistake as today."

What she actually wanted to say was, "Stop pushing her, your daughter is destined to be a single rich woman for the rest of her life."

But after thinking it over, she decided to use a more euphemistic approach.

After this incident, Lin Shuangshuang's parents no longer dared to urge her.

It doesn't matter if my daughter remains single for her whole life, as long as she lives in peace and safety.

As for Yu's mother who sent the Yin card to the Lin family, the whole family tacitly did not mention it.

What is there to mention?

Just now, they received the news that Yu's mother couldn't accept that her daughter died in a wealthy family and went crazy.

It is worth mentioning that when Zhao Kai brought his mistress home to hang out, he originally wanted to try some bathroom play, but when he opened the door, he saw his wife dead in the bathtub. He was so scared that he fainted on the spot, and it is estimated that he would have difficulty getting up from then on.

But these have nothing to do with Huo Ning.

She took the balance and took a bus home, and transferred the reward she received from the backstage to her mobile phone.

After adding the money from fortune-telling and the rewards from netizens, there is still about 15,000 left after the platform draws the prizes.

Early the next morning, Huo Ning took her ID card to the bank, paid off a debt of 50,000 yuan on one of her credit cards, and cancelled it.

After paying the monthly dues for several credit cards, Huo Ning's bank card balance once again fell into a precarious state.

Less than three hundred, the future is promising!

After returning home, Huo Ning ordered the ghost in the house to cook her a bowl of hot and sour noodles, and then she started today's live broadcast while eating.

[The anchor sister is eating so deliciously! Damn it, I want to eat hot and sour noodles too! ]

【!! From the news of Zheng Yunfan’s scandal, the anchor is so beautiful and awesome! 】

[Tingting fans came to thank the anchor for clearing our Tingting's name and rewarded her with a tiara and a bridal gown. Sister anchor, thank you! ]

[Now there are many kind-hearted people who are helping Song Tingting's sister. Her parents also have the best medical team to treat them. The anchor is beautiful and kind, and she deserves the temple's praise! ]

[Sister anchor, look at me! I also want to have my fortune told. I want to have my academic performance told! ]

[I, I, I, sister anchor, I am a career! ]

[I am different. I am calculating when I can marry the anchor! ]

[The guy above just came back from China and is suffering from jet lag? He started talking in his sleep in broad daylight! ]

Huo Ning had not expected that there would be so many people attending the second live broadcast.

After thinking for a while, she put down her chopsticks and said, "I'll give out the lucky bags. Whoever grabs one will get it told a fortune. It's still the same old rule, one fortune for each bridal gown."

After saying that, she tapped the screen twice and sent out the lucky bag.

System prompt: Congratulations to user [Qian'an] for winning a lucky bag.

Huo Ning invited Qi'an to have a video call.

A boy with dull eyes, a hunched back, dark circles under his eyes and faintly purple lips forced a smile towards the camera.

"Hello, anchor sister."

Huo Ning frowned.

There is something wrong with this boy.

Judging from his appearance, he could have lived to be eighty-five.

However, at this moment, this man's pupils were dull and lifeless, and a thick aura of death enveloped him, making him look like he was about to die.

And the house behind him was filled with ghostly aura. This effect would not be there without four or five ghosts gathered there.

Qi'an gave a bitter smile, paid the fortune-teller's fee, and raised his tired and empty eyes.

"Sister anchor, I don't want to be a nobody. I can feel that I am about to leave this world. I want to use my personal experience to warn all my friends who are interested in metaphysics."

Huo Ning's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could almost pinch a fly to death.

She gulped down a glass of water, not knowing what expression to make when facing Qi'an on the right side of the screen.

She sighed heavily, feeling both sympathy and anger towards his current state.

"You really are asking for death, and you won't die."