Chapter 33 Huo Ning uses bricks as embroidery needles

[Everyone, please accept my condolences. This may be the host's last live broadcast. 】

【When we arrived at the scene, this video was all that was left. 】

[Fuck, did you guys hear that kind of sinister laughter? It's like a female ghost lying next to your ear and laughing in a sinister way! ]

[I heard it, but it doesn’t matter, I went there for the anchor anyway. 】

[The uncle next to the anchor was almost pissed. ]

Dean Qin's scalp tingled. Even though he was always calm and composed, he was frightened by the scene before him.

Dean Qin's legs were trembling and he almost passed out.

Considering the difference between men and women, he did not hold Huo Ning's arm tightly, but held Huo Ning's bag tightly like a drowning man grasping at a life-saving straw.

Huo Ning: “…”

She was a little speechless, and with a wave of her hand, she drove away several sick ghosts who wanted to rush up and bite her body.

"President Qin, please let go of my hand. My weapon is in my bag."

[Hmm? Weapons? I've never seen a host use weapons before. I'm looking forward to it!]

[What is the host's weapon? Money Sword or Dust Whisk? Xiaoyao Fan or Sanqing Bell? ]

[The host is so beautiful and elegant, it must not be such a common thing, I bet it's a flute! ]

【Then I bet on the short position! 】

【I bet on an ocarina! 】

[When I vote for Suona, how should you respond? ]

Dean Qin widened his eyes and quickly retracted his hand, looking forward to Huo Ning taking out a powerful weapon that could scare these ghosts.

Huo Ning gracefully took out a brick from her bag.

Dean Qin: “…”

Friends: "..."

[No, you call this a weapon? ]

[Elegant! So elegant! ]

[I shouldn't have expected anything from this woman! ]

[I just want to know, how do you use this thing? Ah Piao is a spirit, so bricks can't harm them, right? ]

Huo Ning injected spiritual power into the brick, her eyes serious and earnest, muttering something, and a golden light flew by and fell around her, forming a faint halo.

A sick ghost came over with a ferocious face, a dark burn on its hand, and its spirit was shaken several meters away.

Dean Qin looked at the halo in shock.

The last time I saw this barrier was in the TV series Journey to the West!

There was a slightly smarter ghost who saw that something was wrong and tried to escape through the wall.

"Want to run? Not that easy!"

Huo Ning sneered and threw the brick over their heads.

She chanted a string of spells, and the bricks moved at the frequency of her wrists, like a nimble needle, pulling the colorful threads and weaving a beautiful and tight net.

Purple, gold, green and pink, four colors intertwined, intertwined and gradient, like a dreamy net woven by a fairy in a fairy tale that escaped from the book and fell into the corridor of reality.

[6. My mother asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast.]

[Thank you, host. This... um, I don't know what this is called. This net you have woven is so beautiful and girly. I love it so much! ]

[Host, are you using bricks as embroidery needles? ]

[Wow, this special effect is so cool, is the anchor considering entering Hollywood? ]

[…You guys upstairs still think this is a special effect, right?]

The ghosts trapped in the colorful net let out strange howling sounds and kept hitting their companions with their heads. The scene was extremely weird and chaotic.

Huo Ning calmly retracted her wrist, caught the brick falling from the air, and calmly put it back into her bag.

Huo Ning made a gesture, and a light golden light came out from her fingertips and landed on the dreamy net.

This group of ghosts in hospital gowns, who were originally restless, gradually calmed down, lined up in an orderly manner, sat on the ground properly, and did not make any sound.

At first glance, they looked like they were asleep.

Huo Ning withdrew her hand and turned to look at Dean Qin who was completely dumbfounded. "Let's go. We can't stay here for long."

“…”

Her answer was a moment of silence.

Dean Qin was stunned and still unable to recover from the shock.

His three views have suffered a severe impact today.

As the director of a hospital, he actually believes that there are things in this world that cannot be explained by science.

But believing and seeing are not the same thing.

Seeing one with your own eyes is completely different from seeing a group of them!

"Master Huo, you are so amazing, I——"

Dean Qin's admiration for Huo Ning is like a surging river.

"not good!"

Huo Ning's brows suddenly wrinkled, he pinched his fingers slightly, and his expression changed instantly.

"Something's going to happen in the bathroom. Let's go!"

The ghost girl's sinister laughter rang in her ears, as if it was going to penetrate her eardrums.

"It's too late, meddling human master."

In the bathroom, Zhou Guokun had just finished drawing a basin of hot water and was walking back yawning.

Suddenly, a young man appeared in front of him. He was skinny and skinny, with blood stains on his hospital gown.

The 'man' looked to be in his early thirties, with a pale face, lifeless and unfocused eyes, but a strange smile on his face, staring straight at Zhou Guokun.

Zhou Guokun felt uneasy when he was looking at him, and all his sleepiness disappeared instantly.

He shuddered, finding the scene extremely pernicious, and wanted to walk away, but the man slowly turned his neck and opened his huge dark mouth towards him.

Under the dim light, the hot water in the basin slowly turned bright red, and a woman's hair floated out densely.

"ah!"

Zhou Guokun was so scared that he knocked over the basin of hot water in his hand, and half of the boiling water poured onto his hands.

In the middle of summer, he was wearing shorts and slippers, his skin was swollen and purple from being burned, but he seemed to have lost his five senses and could not feel any pain at all.

A purple and scarred hand emerged from the ground and grabbed Zhou Guokun's wrist.

“Help!”

"There's a ghost! Help—"

Zhou Guokun's pupils constricted and his body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.

He wanted to run away, but he clearly felt the hand pulling him down fiercely.

It wanted to pull him into the cracks in the ground!

"save--"

Zhou Guokun turned his neck with difficulty, trying hard to ask for help from the "man" in the hospital gown.

The man grinned, moving his head slowly and mechanically, and smiled.

"ah--"

Zhou Guokun's face was distorted with pain.

It seemed as if half of his body was dragged into the gap.

He closed his eyes in despair.

"break!"

A golden talisman hit him, and the hand that was holding his wrist seemed to be scalded by molten iron. It let out a miserable wail and suddenly shrank back as if it had been electrocuted.

Zhou Guokun seemed to be reborn. He fell to the ground abruptly, gasping for breath.

His scattered vision gradually focused, and he looked at the slender figure that was approaching from afar, and felt that he saw the savior covered in holy light.

Huo Ning stood against the light, holding a brick in his hand.

She tilted her head and threw a brick at the man in the hospital gown.

This man was not a strange face. He was the vengeful ghost that followed my grandmother before.

Huo Ning sighed softly, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless. I let you off once."

With a loud bang, the bricks fell to the ground, and the resentful ghosts flew away.

Zhou Guokun was stunned. That night, he was forced to reshape his world view. His spiritual world was under an unprecedented strong attack.

Dean Qin helped him up and frowned, saying, "Didn't I tell you not to go out tonight? There is hot water in the ward, why are you still in the water room?"

Huo Ning recognized that Zhou Guokun was the uncle who asked Song Zhen in the ward today whether she had met a scumbag.

A staunch materialist.

Zhou Guokun was a little afraid of Dean Qin, and his voice gradually became lower. "I...I think the water in the ward is not hot enough."

[This uncle really won't die unless he seeks death. 】

[I wonder if he will dare to complain about the waste water being too cold next time! ]

[The anchor is really amazing. It is a pleasure to watch your live broadcast. 】

[Yes, the anchor can be salty or sweet, and his personality is also... Damn, anchor, be careful! ]

【Ahhhhh! Anchor, look behind you! 】

A pale hand covered in blood suddenly emerged from the white wall behind Huo Ning.

"Humans just like to meddle in other people's business. This is where you will die!"

The female ghost smiled eerily.

It was worth it that it was planning to lead this human girl to the bathroom.

Humans are funny.

Those who are overly compassionate should die!