"Oh my god, live broadcast of catching ghosts? That's something!"

After just one glance at the title, Zhang Fan immediately became interested.

It's so brave to do this in the middle of the night.

In the live broadcast screen.

A man carrying a 360-degree panoramic camera walked carefully on a dim mountain road.

The mountain road was uneven, with weeds and uneven trees on both sides, almost blocking out all the moonlight.

The breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and the host's small green flashlight brought the eerie atmosphere to the extreme.

"Brothers, we are almost there. I have used magic tools at home to confirm that there is something dirty here. Just wait and see how I deal with it tonight."

After saying this, the man changed the view and showed off his equipment.

Five-colored cassock, sandalwood beads, century-old peach wood, and consecrated talismans.

There were a few small jars hanging around his waist, which looked very much like the Gu bottles in the movies.

"Wow, an all-round athlete? No wonder he's so brave!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't wait to click in, and the barrage area had already exploded at this time.

[Oh my god... Host, it's late at night, please don't be so weird...]

[I'm already hiding in bed. This is so damn scary. ]

[Wow, the anchor is really brave to come here to broadcast live so late at night! ]

[I am dying of laughter. There are no ghosts in the world! Ah~ I can’t sleep tonight! ]

[Big brother, you are looking for death. I advise you to go to the funeral brother and order a package first. Otherwise, you will become a wandering ghost in the wilderness. If you go to the funeral brother, at least you will have a chance to reincarnate! ]

[No, Changhong Funeral Home is full of ghosts. Why don't you catch them? Why do you come here? Are you playing dumb?]

[Anchor, where are you? Tell me where you are and I will collect your body tomorrow.]

[No... Host, which sect are you from? Taoism, Buddhism? Or witchcraft?]

【……】

In the barrage area, some people were afraid, some were making fun of it, and some were mocking.

As a late-night ghost-catching blogger, his main purpose is to scare people, so he naturally chose to interact with these timid netizens.

"Brothers, don't be afraid. Just by looking at the equipment I have, you should be able to guess my strength, right?"

"Since you are curious, I will briefly tell you about my life experience so that you can relax a little. It's just catching a ghost, don't be so nervous."

As he spoke, the blogger raised the peach wood sword in his hand and showed the Buddhist beads in his hand:

"My grandfather, the purple-robed Taoist priest! My maternal grandfather, the golden-robed divine monk!"

"My grandma is a paper-making artist! My grandmother is a corpse-driver!"

"My uncle is a tomb robber, my eldest uncle is a fortune teller, my second uncle is good at observing the sky and feng shui, my fourth aunt is the descendant of the Miaojiang Gushu, and my third aunt is..."

"I am a humble boy, the only one in our family."

"So, each of them treated me as their heir, and they took turns bullying me since I was a child."

"Now, I am an all-round talent!"

"To tell you the truth, there is no evil in this world that I can't deal with!"

"No more talking, brothers, let's go up the mountain and teach these cows a lesson!"

After pretending to be cool, the anchor put away his equipment and headed up the mountain without saying a word.

And what he just said has completely shocked the netizens in the live broadcast room.

[Wow, you have quite a background! ]

[This is a weird way passed down from generation to generation, right? Is there any normal person in your family? ]

[666, even if the funeral brother comes, he will get slapped! ]

[Whatever you say, I won't be afraid at all. ]

[Haha, any evil thing can be dealt with, why don’t you go to Changhong Funeral Home for a walk? ]

[Don't make a fuss, the anchor is just tough, not immortal. ]

【……】

"There's something."

In front of the mobile phone screen, Zhang Fan was also surprised.

I didn’t expect that I would encounter such a talent just by watching a live broadcast.

From what he said, his abilities should be similar to those of Zhao Yong and Wang Kai.

If possible...it's not impossible for me to come to work in the store.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan clicked on the other party’s homepage.

Online name: Guan Yulong (heir of the Guan family)

Introduction: Twenty years of professional ghost hunting experience, please follow me if you like it!

After reading the introduction, Zhang Fan slid to the works area.

More than thirty works highlight the underworld.

Although there is suspicion of fraud, judging from Guan Yulong's commentary, he has some stuff.

After browsing the homepage, Zhang Fan returned to the live broadcast room.

At this time, Guan Yulong had already arrived at the evil place he mentioned.

This is a graveyard.

In the video alone, three graves can be seen.

At this moment, a system prompt sounded in Zhang Fan's mind:

[403 acrobatic performances, 562 times playing with fire, 100% chance of playing with fire next time! 100% chance of self-immolation from playing with fire! 90% chance of severe burns! 69% chance of mortality! ]

[Potential customers, please pay attention! ]

Um?

Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard the system prompt.

Good job.

You are just an acrobat, and you are pretending to be a master?

I thought you were my target employee and compared you with Wang Kai and Zhao Yong!

This lip service... is worthy of being a juggler...

I want to see what you can come up with.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan didn't rush to pay attention and just followed the live broadcast perspective.

Guan Yulong took out a compass from his pocket, moved it a few times in an imposing manner, and then walked in one direction with a frown.

"Brothers, we found it."

"Shh... It's right here. The yin energy is very strong... There are dirty things here..."

"Look, I'm going to use a little trick to lure this little calf out!"

After he finished speaking, Guan Yulong took out another talisman from his pocket.

Then, he made a strange hand gesture and muttered some incoherent spells.

The curse is over.

"rise!"

Guan Yulong placed the talisman on his palm. After a while of rubbing, two balls of flame suddenly appeared on the palms of his hands.

Seeing this scene, the live broadcast room was suddenly shocked.

[Wow, controlling the flames, is this the legendary Flame Palm? ]

[Awesome, this is something! So fucking cool! ]

[I always thought the anchor was just bragging, but I didn't expect he actually had real work! ]

[In this case, can I assume that this place is really haunted? ]

[Supernatural power, this is supernatural power! ]

【……】

There was all sorts of flattery in the live broadcast room, but Zhang Fan's eyes were fixed on the tombstone.

"The tomb of loving father Ye Dashan, filial son: Ye Xiaoshan, this name, why is it so familiar? I seem to have seen it in the contract today..."

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered something.

Isn’t this Ye Dashan the fat uncle who wanted to ask Zhao Yong for help in relocating the grave after get off work today?

The fat uncle's health has been getting worse day by day since his father was buried. Is there really something wrong with this place?

It shouldn't be like this... He's just an acrobat.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan switched apps, found Li Xiaohui's contact information, and asked:

[Xiaohui, can you help me ask if the fat uncle this afternoon is called Ye Xiaoshan, and if his father is called Ye Dashan.]

[Okay, boss. I’ll do it right away.]

Li Xiaohui replied immediately.

About three minutes later, Zhang Fan received a reply: [Yes, I called to confirm.]

[Okay, go to bed early, there will be a funeral tomorrow. ]

After replying, Zhang Fan returned to the Douying live broadcast room.

I took a look at the address in the lower right corner and found that it was about the same distance as what the fat uncle said. I guess it must be a coincidence.

In the live broadcast at this time, Guan Yulong had already placed more than a dozen props on the grave, and he had basically performed all the tricks he learned in the circus.

The audience who were unaware of the truth really regarded him as a master, praising him in various ways in the barrage, and some even suggested that he take over Changhong Funeral Homes.

"Brothers, don't worry. Do you see these three incense sticks? Before the incense burns out, I will pull out the weirdo and kill him, and then we can get down the mountain safely."

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't bear to watch for even a second.

After all, this is the ancestral grave of my customers, what have you done to it?

If you don't stop it, you're going to throw him out!

“Too much!”

Frowning, Zhang Fan raised his hand to show his concern.

【Changhong funeral and funeral one-stop service followed the anchor. 】

[Brother, you can have fun, but don't make fun of me, your customer. The grave in front of you is my customer. I advise you to clean up the garbage on the ground as soon as possible. Don't play with fire and get burned! In addition, our store's 25% off one-stop promotion is still going on. Welcome to make reservations! ]

Two messages popped up on the public screen.

For a moment, Guan Yulong and netizens were all dumbfounded.

Guan Yulong stood there at a loss, and netizens were also shocked by this reversal. At this moment, the barrage of comments became a little deserted.

It's very quiet inside and outside.

But at this moment, a breeze blew by.

The three incense sticks in front of Wang Yulong went out.

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