The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room are still refreshing frantically.
Wen Xi glanced at the comments and hung up the second link.
The second link was sold out in seconds as well. It was taken by a netizen named "Tangmao is greedy again".
Wen Xi clicked the connection without saying anything.
The picture on Tangmao's side shook, and then what came into view was a young woman with a chubby face wearing light makeup. She seemed to be in a yard in the camera. In the dark night, only a few lights were on.
Wen Xi asked her, "Hello, Tangmao, what fortune do you want to tell?"
Tangmao bit her red lips, her eyes showing a hint of panic, and she stammered, "Anchor, I can only think of you, can you help me? My husband is very abnormal after returning from his business trip this time. Take a look, what happened to him?"
When Wen Xi was live streaming for the first time, Tangmao was lurking in the live streaming room. Knowing that she was a quiet person but very capable, he quickly turned on the rear camera. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see a long-haired "woman" in a red nightgown standing on the sofa in the villa's living room under the dim light, with her back to the camera and a violin on her shoulder, playing elegantly.
The melodious sound of the piano came through the camera. It was quite nice to listen to, like a professional violinist.
[Wow! Tangmao, is this your husband? He's quite fashionable, with long hair. If it weren't for the tendon muscles and strong bones, I would have thought he was your bestie.]
[She can also play the violin, but she likes to keep her hair long. Doesn't that seem normal? Many artists do that; it cultivates their spirit!]
[Hahahaha, could it be that she discovered something else wrong with her husband while she was on a business trip? She shouldn't be asking a news anchor, she should be asking a detective or a relationship expert!]
The comments on the barrage said all kinds of things, but Tangmao's trembling voice came out, "No, my husband can't play the violin at all. He is tone-deaf and can't play any instrument. And that's not his hair at all. He is a grown man with ordinary short hair. He came back from a business trip this time wearing a wig, which scared me!
He didn't go to work for several days after that. He held the violin he brought back in his arms all day long. Except for eating, he was playing the violin. I saw that his hand was bleeding, so I wanted to bandage it for him, but he stared at me with very cold eyes, which scared me to death.
My parents-in-law have hired a sorcerer from outside to help exorcise the evil spirits, but I'm worried and feel like something bad is going to happen, so I'm here to ask you for help."
Tangmao turned the camera back and turned slightly to the side, and saw a long table in the yard behind him. The table was covered with yellow cloth and was decorated with various things such as incense, candles, sandalwood, dog blood, chicken blood, etc. A short man in a Taoist robe was walking back and forth with a peach wood sword in his hand, waving yellow paper and muttering to himself.
A middle-aged couple stood by anxiously, waiting for the Taoist priest to successfully exorcise the evil spirit.
[We've already hired a Taoist priest, and you're still asking for help? It depends on the Taoist priest's ability.]
Wen Xi stared at the screen and said calmly, "That's indeed not your husband. He was spotted by a female ghost while on a business trip and has been possessed. Everything he did in recent days was driven by the female ghost."
Tangmao was horrified and said with a pale face, "Yes, yes, that's what the Taoist priest said. He also scattered a lot of rice at our door. He said that my husband, oh no, it was the female ghost who couldn't get out. He said he would be able to drive the female ghost away with a trick of exorcism, but he has been jumping here for almost an hour and there is still no movement inside."
Wen Xi's beautiful eyes flashed with cunning, and she complained, "Of course there's no movement. This Taoist priest is just an amateur, just here to cheat some money. Even if he dances there all night, it's useless. He can't beat that female ghost."
Tangmao was almost exhausted and said dizzily, "What should I do? Anchor, can I ask you to come over? I can pay extra!"
The Taoist priest next to him was already multitasking, and when he saw Tangmao was live streaming, he danced a little harder.
Instead, he heard someone slandering him. He rushed forward angrily, stabbing with the peach wood sword in his hand in what he thought was a handsome move, and shouted at Wen Xi in the camera, "Little sister, you are so naughty at such a young age. You are cheating people on the live broadcast? And you want to slander my reputation? Be careful of your words, or you will cause trouble and your stomach will be pierced with your tongue!"
Wen Xi responded calmly, "Do you have that ability? You only have a few minor skills, and you dare to show off here? Aren't you afraid that the female ghost will get angry and tear you apart?"
The Taoist priest had never seen anyone confront him and said he was incompetent. His face flushed red, and he pointed at her with a trembling finger, "You, you, you... stop talking nonsense."
Seeing the ritual pause, the parents-in-law also ran over. After hearing what the Taoist priest said, they didn't want to offend him and still wanted to rely on him to save their son. They couldn't help but scold their daughter-in-law, "Mumu, what are you doing now? At this critical moment, you are still live streaming? Are you trying to kill your husband? Hang up quickly, apologize to the Taoist priest, and ask him to continue the spell to expel the female ghost."
As she spoke, the mother-in-law reached out to turn off her live broadcast. Tangmao mustered up a rare burst of courage and strength, and quickly dodged to the side, with a serious face, "Mom and Dad, I just want to save Jiaze, so I want to live broadcast. Don't underestimate the anchor. I saw her ability to exorcise ghosts in the live broadcast room before. She is definitely better than this Taoist priest. Look, he has been dancing here for an hour, and there is no movement inside."
The in-laws' faces weren't looking good either. They stared at the Taoist priest and asked, "Master Ma, how long will it take you to drive the female ghost away?"
Seeing their suspicious looks, the Taoist priest panicked and shouted, "Are you questioning me? I'm Ma Dongming, a disciple of the Ma family. I don't take this female ghost seriously at all. I can kill her in a minute. I'm slowing down now because I'm afraid of hurting your young master. Why don't you understand? Are you going to trust this little girl?"
When they heard the name of the Ma family, the parents-in-law hurriedly apologized with a wry smile.
The live broadcast room also exploded.
[What? This Taoist priest is from the Ma family? The Ma family of Hanzhou City? Did I hear it wrong? Why haven't I heard of someone named Ma Dongming in the Ma family before in metaphysics?]
If he really is a Taoist priest from the Ma family, then what the host said is wrong. The Ma family is the foremost family of metaphysics. They are definitely more powerful than a little girl like her, right?
[Didn't the host say this Taoist priest is a liar? Any evidence? How about you two have a duel? Whoever can exorcise the female ghost will be the true master of metaphysics!]
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