When the young woman heard this, her heart skipped a beat.
The whole person froze in place.
The live broadcast room suddenly became lively again.
"No way! This woman is quite pretty. She doesn't look like the type to die young!"
"A master is a master! He can even see through things like this!"
"Is this true? Such a beautiful woman is going to die?"
After the young woman got over the initial shock, her eyes suddenly widened and she exploded in an instant!
"Liar! You liar! Liar!"
"Who do you think you are to say I won't survive this night?"
The young woman picked up her phone and threatened, "I'm telling you, I'm going to call the police right now. I wonder if you can still be so arrogant in front of the police!"
The young woman suddenly became furious and pretended to call the police.
Qi Cheng smiled faintly and made a "please" gesture.
The woman originally just wanted to scare him, but when she saw his fearless attitude, she suddenly felt even less confident.
I didn’t know what to do for a moment!
"It's urgent, I can't play anymore, I need to call the police!"
"Master, is this the legendary situation of facing a mountain collapse and remaining calm?"
"You are truly worthy of being called a master! A role model for our generation!"
"Brothers, pay attention!"
The young woman looked at the teasing comments in the barrage, realized her own misconduct, and put down her phone in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, Master! I lost my composure. I... I... will I really not survive this night?"
"yes!"
"Why?"
"Since you're asking about marriage, haven't you already guessed it?"
The young woman's eyes were filled with shock.
A pair of hands, shaking violently.
"Is there any necessary connection between marriage and not surviving this night?"
"I'm getting more and more curious!"
"I really want to know what kind of marriage can kill someone!"
There was also a moment of confusion in the live broadcast room, and netizens were speculating.
Seeing that the young woman didn't say anything, Qi Cheng took the initiative to speak.
"As usual, let's talk about your past! Is that okay?"
The young woman nodded woodenly, agreeing to Qi Cheng's proposal.
"Your name is Feng Jing, you are an orphan, and you are 28 years old."
When Feng Jing heard this, she suddenly raised her head.
"You're investigating me?"
Qi Cheng smiled faintly. "Shuiyou, you're too nervous! I calculated everything about you."
Feng Jing smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said, "Master, please continue!"
Qi Cheng continued, "It's a small matter, so I won't talk about it. I'll just talk about your marriage. Two years ago, you found a boyfriend, and you're already at the age to get married."
"But your boyfriend died in a car accident a month ago."
When Feng Jing heard this, tears welled up in her eyes.
Qi Cheng: "Originally, your relationship with the man was severed."
"But the man's family is quite superstitious."
"So, they found you."
"I hope you can help their family for the sake of their son."
When Feng Jing heard this, her face changed in shock.
"Stop it! Stop it! I don't want to hear it."
Feng Jing's mood suddenly became irritable.
"Oh my god! How can this help?"
So Qi Cheng told the story that shocked everyone's world view.
"It's already 20102, and there are still such superstitious things happening?"
Qi Cheng looked at Feng Jing quietly.
"Friend, are you sure you don't want to listen to me?"
"You don't want to resolve this?"
Feng Jing hesitated for a moment, but thinking that it was a matter of life and death, she finally nodded.
"Master! Please speak!"
Qi Cheng nodded.
"Originally, you didn't agree to do this."
"But after the boy's parents offered to give you a house, you were tempted."
Feng Jing raised her head, tears already covering her beautiful face.
"That's what I deserve! Isn't my youth money?"
"What's more, all the decoration in that house was chosen by me!"
"That house is filled with my hard work!"
"Originally, I could have become the mistress of that house!"
"I'm an orphan and I want to live in a big city. Why is it so difficult?"
Feng Jing roared.
At this time, the voice of a middle-aged woman came from Feng Jing's side.
"Quiet! What are you doing?"
When Feng Jing heard this voice, her face changed in shock.
Go offline at the speed of light.
The live broadcast was forced to be interrupted.
"Where are the people? Don't leave!"
"Oh my god, what's going on? Explain it clearly!"
The barrage of comments suddenly exploded. Everything was fine, but the person suddenly passed away. It's like taking a shit halfway, it's so frustrating that you can't hold it in to death!
Qi Cheng saw this scene and shook his head with a silent smile.
"Dear viewers! Looks like today's live broadcast is over. See you tomorrow!"
After Qi Cheng went offline, he called Feng Jing's backstage.
"If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me!"
After Qi Cheng sent the message, he couldn't help but sigh.
Feng Jing's behavior is actually courting death.
Now she has followed her boyfriend's parents to his hometown.
In Feng Jing's view, it was just a formality.
You can easily earn enough to buy a house.
Moreover, it can also put a perfect end to the relationship between myself and my boyfriend.
But in fact, the boy’s parents would not give her a house at all.
Tonight, after everything was over, Feng Jing disappeared.
Because he is an orphan.
The social circle was small, so Feng Jing's death did not cause much commotion.
Things went on like this for 20 years.
It was not until the man's father died that people knew where Feng Jing had gone.
Unfortunately, at this time, no one can punish them.
Feng Jing is indeed pitiful.
But isn't the reason she did this just because of greed?
Now, the only way to save her is to call herself.
Is it life?
Is it death?
It all depends on her own luck.
Qi Cheng stood up and stretched.
Live streaming is just a means for him to find out the truth about his master's death.
How much money was made, how many people were helped, and how many people were offended.
It doesn't matter at all.
Qi Cheng walked to the door.
The noisy and bustling sounds outside the door came in.
Here, the status is an antique market.
The place where he broadcast live was just a small shop.
Qi Cheng lowered the rolling shutter and prepared to close the door.
"Xiao Qi! Closing so early? Running a business like you can't do that!"
"It's getting late, and there aren't many customers today. I'll close the door and take a nap!"
Qi Cheng smiled and returned to the shop, sitting cross-legged.
Guamen is actually a branch of Taoism.
It is divided into two types of practice: technique and Tao.
The technique is to divine the heavens, the earth and the people.
This Tao refers to the level of cultivation.
The secret book of the "Tao" practiced by Guamen is called "Pan" Gong.
Master Ge Qinghong once said that each of the eight branches of Taoism holds a secret book of one word.
Except for the people of this sect, the name of the secret book must not be passed on to outsiders.
Even if it is other branches of Taoism.
Qi Cheng raised one hand to the sky, and a white mist fell from the sky.
He gathered it into his palm.
The Pan Zi Gong took effect, and the white mist gradually turned red, and was finally absorbed into his body.
Qi Cheng was shocked when he saw the mist turn red.
The mist of Pan Zi Gong is related to the seven colors.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple!
Plus one more, the original white.
These are the eight colors of Pan Zi Gong.
The mist turns red, which means that one's strength has improved a lot.
Yesterday, there was no improvement in his practice.
Today, it has turned red.
The only change between yesterday and today is...
Just live broadcast it yourself.
Could it be that this is the master's profound meaning?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just as Qi Cheng was thinking about this, there was a knock on the door.
Qi Cheng frowned.
I had already closed the door, why was there someone knocking?
"Who is it?"
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