"I knew it. It's not that I'm wrong recently, but I'm afraid that if I tell others that I saw a ghost, people will think I'm crazy."
Brother Ye sighed heavily and patted Ji Chengfeng on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, next time you tell me you've seen a ghost, I'll be the first to believe it."
[Apple Tree: Hahaha, even those in our live studio believe it.]
Seeing Brother Ye's trusting look, Ji Chengfeng was very moved. He recounted the bizarre things he had encountered recently, and finally asked, "Brother Ye, who was that ghost?"
"That's the one who crawled out from under your bed several times before, and the one who called and said you killed her."
Ji Chengfeng's face turned ugly. "Who killed her? I haven't called the police yet to report her for trespassing, which is already quite polite. What does it have to do with me if she wants to die? I didn't expect that she would still haunt me after her death."
Thinking about how the other party had been sticking to him all this time, Ji Chengfeng's face instantly turned ugly.
"I'm really impressed by those illegitimate fans. If I had known, I wouldn't have put on a nice face to such people. They actually tried to blackmail me. Don't they know I have no morals? They still want to kidnap me."
"Ahem."
"Where did she die? Did she die near my house? I suggest this illegitimate child finds a place farther away to die next time, so it won't be unlucky."
"Cough cough cough."
[You shouldn't have come: Stop talking, stop talking, Brother Ye is about to cough his lungs out.]
[Don't be ridiculous, buddy: Hey, who just said that our Chengfeng is a person with a strong sense of morality? It's only been a short while, and he's been backstabbed.]
[Brother Ye: You have morals; Ji Chengfeng: No, I don't.]
Brother Ye slapped his forehead speechlessly and closed his eyes resignedly.
Well, the good image that I just created for Ji Chengfeng in Ji Yu’s live broadcast room has now collapsed.
A soft laugh came from his ear, making him turn his back.
Yu Wu: "Boy, that's right. This kind of good attitude is worth maintaining. The ghost girl's death has nothing to do with you. There's no need to take the blame on yourself. I'll take her back. Here, this is the talisman. Burn it into ashes and add it to water to drink."
"Yu Wu, thank you."
Ji Yu's voice came from the phone. Yu Wu instantly came to Brother Ye's phone and greeted her.
"Sister Ji Yu, I'll be leaving first."
"Yeah, go back early."
"I know."
After saying goodbye to Ji Yu, Yu Wu left Ji Chengfeng's house.
Ji Chengfeng stared at Yu Wu's departing back for a while, then thought of something and jumped up on the spot.
"Brother Ye, who are you talking to? Inside or outside the circle?"
"Uh, a fortune teller's live broadcast room?"
Ji Chengfeng blinked a few times, thinking of his generous speech just now, and then thinking of the good-tempered personality he had created for himself before, and suddenly felt a little guilty.
"Ye, Brother Ye, you should have told me earlier. Uh, even though that female ghost was an illegitimate child, a life was lost after all. Although it has nothing to do with me, she's still my fan after all. I should express my regret appropriately..."
"Okay, stop it. Over 300,000 people in the livestream have seen it. Stop pretending. Sasaengs are not fans. Her suicide has nothing to do with you. Instead, she's still haunting you after her death. You're the victim."
"Yes, yes, I am the victim."
[I want to roll you into a pancake and eat you: My true personality is actually quite likable, there's no need to create a character, it's fine just the way it is.]
[Chengfeng is usually this funny, but it seems his strong sense of morality is fake...]
Your Zi Han: I was just saying, I remember one time Ji Chengfeng was trending on the internet. There was talk about Ji Chengfeng being so upset for a long time after seeing an ant being stepped on and killed on the side of the road. Holy shit, that was so exaggerated. But I remember a lot of fans at the time saying that my brother is just so soft-hearted and loving. He's a soft-hearted god.
"A soft-hearted God."
Ji Yu couldn't help but chuckle, "Mr. Ye, you should change to another one. It's not suitable for him."
"Yes, yes, I think it's better to tear off the label."
Ji Chengfeng released his hand and said with a slightly exaggerated expression: "Brother Ye, you said it, huh? Three hundred thousand people are watching."
【Will you really not stop being a fan?】
[Two Crazy People: Ji Chengfeng has always had a rather eccentric personality. Only little brats would appreciate his exaggerated "soft-hearted god" persona. Little brats, anyway, it doesn't matter. It won't make much money. Just taking it off is fine, and it can also help purify the fan circle.]
[Circles with a lot of wcn are really messy. Luckily, there are a lot of adults on my sister's side.]
[Nonsense, how could there not be more adults? Minors can't even pay the divination fee. Even if they get it, they can pay, but Maoya doesn't allow WCN to give gifts. So, our fans of Sister Ji Yu are all rational adult fans.]
"The last connection tonight."
[Huh? When did I shut down the video? Oh my god, hey, I didn't expect there were still so many people in the live broadcast room.]
[Shou Ke Zhai Xiao Mai: It's over, it's over. Next time, don't grab the stars. Oh my god, there are more and more people here, and not many have left.]
I'm a fan of Ji Chengfeng. I thought they were filming a movie, but it seems like this host is real. I thought it was a joke before, but I didn't expect I was actually a joke. Of course, I only really believed it when I got the last connection.
【Xiang Xiaozhu: The real dagger is revealed.】
Ji Yu reminded the people in the live broadcast room, and after a three-second countdown, the last person to grab the divination was a bald uncle.
Looking at the reflective head in the live broadcast room, I couldn't help but make a joke.
[Uncle, what kind of hair growth pills are you looking for from Sister Ji Yu?]
The uncle touched his smooth scalp and smiled weakly: "I'm old, it's time for me to get fat and bald. It's not a big deal. There are many people like this around me. I'm looking for Miss Ji for other things."
The uncle turned around and brought over a box.
After the people walked away, the environment they were in was revealed, and it looked like a restaurant.
[Ombergome Rice: Oh, it seems the uncle is the owner of the restaurant. He made me hungry, so I ordered a midnight snack.]
What is this box? Don't tell me it contains ashes.
[Sincerely make a wish: Regarding the previous one, you don't have to be so imaginative.]
The uncle placed the box in front of the camera, and after seeing the comments in the live broadcast room, he said: "Don't worry, it's not ashes. I don't have such a strong taste. If I put ashes in the store, I will be out of business if the customers find out."
After the uncle opened the box, he saw a box full of money?
Paper money?!
[Hiss, what's the difference between this and ashes? Aren't they both belonging to the dead? They have different levels of bad luck, don't they?]
[Panini: Uncle, I can't let go of your concern. What's the significance of holding a box of paper money for the dead? Who are you burning it for? You can't be burning it for Sister Ji Yu, right?]
Ji Yu: ...
You are a very nice person.
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