Chapter 93 Jinjiang First Launch

Bai Mian's forehead was slightly hot, and the azure lotus on her forehead slowly blossomed, and the petals turned red. Huang Dafa widened his eyes in surprise: "Oh my god, your tattoo can actually move! Awesome, has the current tattoo technology become so advanced?"

The lotus on Bai Mian's forehead continued to bloom, and a tiny eye appeared in the center of the flower. Bai Mian looked at Huang Dafa with that eye, but saw that there was nothing around him. Bai Mian raised his head and continued to look upward, and saw a pair of gray feet above his head.

Huang Dafa noticed that Bai Mian's gaze stopped, and he instantly became extremely nervous, with his heart pounding.

"Master, what exactly did you see?" asked Huang Dafa.

Bai Mian didn't say anything, but reached out and held Huang Dafa's wrist, sharing what he saw at the moment with him. Huang Dafa looked up in fear, but saw nothing. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, there is nothing above my head. Master, you are not playing tricks on me, are you?"

"Look back."

Bai Mian said softly.

Huang Dafa turned around trembling and saw the mirror in the bathroom. In the mirror, hanging above his head was Nie Zhihui, who had been dead for many days. Nie Zhihui was still in the hanging posture, his skin and flesh had been rotten beyond recognition, his body was swollen, and pus was dripping down. After noticing Huang Dafa's gaze, Nie Zhihui bent his body in an incredible posture, put his face in front of Huang Dafa, and gave him a horrifying smile.

"Because you are not from the Xuanmen sect, I can only use the mirror as a medium to let you see the spirits of another world," Bai Mian added, "Once I let go of your hand, the shared screen will end. If you can't bear it, you can tell me at any time."

Before Bai Mian could finish his words, Huang Dafa was so scared that he sat down on the ground. He screamed and wet his pants. Bai Mian quickly let go of his hand. Huang Dafa howled and pounded the bathroom door. Bai Mian helped him open the door, and Huang Dafa ran away as if he was running for his life.

Huang Dafa pushed aside the crowd and ran directly to the street. No one was seen. The crowd looked at each other in confusion. Everyone was curious about what happened in the bathroom. Even Lame Brother couldn't help asking, "Little God of Wealth, what did you show him?"

Bai Mian put his hand to his mouth and made a "huh" gesture: "This is a secret."

The crowd blocking the bathroom door dispersed spontaneously, and Bai Mian led everyone back to the lobby. Lame Brother was a little worried: "He just ran away like this, shouldn't we go look for him? There are a lot of cars on the road, and I think he is already unconscious. If something happens, it will be our fault..."

Bai Mian shook his head: "No need, Huang Dafa didn't come alone, he brought an assistant with him. He is not completely insane, he is just terribly frightened. He will go back to the hotel to find his assistant, and the assistant will take him back to the south."

Lame Brother shook his head and said: "Is this the end of the story? It has no beginning or end. You haven't even helped him to exorcise the ghost yet."

Bai Mian smiled helplessly: "I don't have the ability to help him exorcise ghosts now."

Lame Brother said in surprise: "Really? Little God of Wealth, I always thought you were so powerful and could do anything. It turns out you can't deal with ghosts?"

Bai Mian spread his hands and said, "That's right. Currently, I can only see ghosts, but I don't have the ability to subdue them. I still need to grow."

Lame Brother looked into the distance and said, "This man is in trouble. He is haunted by a ghost. I don't think his end will be good."

Bai Mian sighed lightly: "Yes, when he returns to the south, his wife will send him to a mental hospital, and his shares will be swallowed up by his wife. He will live a hard life in the mental hospital for a few days, and then be strangled to death by Nie Zhihui's ghost. That's why I said just now that he doesn't have much time left."

"Strangulated to death?" Lame Brother smacked his lips.

Bai Mian: "The ghost would take advantage of his sleep and wrap the hospital bed sheet around his neck, strangling him to death. Nie Zhihui did this to make Huang Dafa feel the same pain as him before he died."

Lame Brother was shocked: "This is the true revenge of a ghost. It doesn't do anything surprising, but just kills people directly. Since Nie Zhihui's ghost really exists, why doesn't he take action now, but waits for a while before taking action?"

Bai Mian: "If a person has resentment after death and lingers in the world, he will turn into a ghost. A newly dead ghost cannot touch real objects. The earliest it can do so is after 9981 days."

Lame Brother was eager to try: "I have lived for so many years and have never seen a ghost. Can you take me to see one?"

Bai Mian rejected him immediately: "If a living person sees a ghost, his yin energy will be damaged. If you don't want to shorten your life, don't look for trouble. Look at Huang Dafa just now, that's the fate of a living person seeing a ghost."

After Bai Mian said this, Lame Brother became quiet, but the audience in the live broadcast room started to discuss it heatedly.

[Uh, I say, this is too outrageous, it's simply stupid, who would really believe it? ]

[Although I am a fan of the master, I also think today's live broadcast is too fantasy...]

[Yes, two people went into the house and closed the door. We didn’t know what they did, but they claimed to have seen a ghost. Do they think we are fools?]

[Pfft, this is too careless, how about paying a little bit to make a special effect? ​​]

[Hahaha, I will laugh at anyone who believes me! ]

[Oh my god, I'm beginning to doubt my life. Are there really ghosts in this world? ]

Bai Mian looked at the bullet screen passing by and said to the camera: "Don't panic, everything that just happened is just a script, just have fun."

"ah?"

The crowd was all shocked. They had been watching at Ci Xin Hall for so many days and had witnessed Bai Mian's strength. But after seeing the ghost scene just now, everyone was still skeptical. Bai Mian's words completely confused everyone.

"What are you doing? Why are you saying that?" Brother Cripple was anxious and stepped forward to stop Bai Mian. "We didn't make a script. What happened just now was clearly a real thing! The store is not well-off to begin with, so where did we get the money to hire someone to write a script? When you first started broadcasting, you also emphasized to everyone that the things we broadcast live were real things. Have you forgotten? Now that you say that, aren't you destroying your own reputation?"

Bai Mian did not explain, but repeated what he had just said indifferently, and emphasized: "From now on, all the content involving ghosts is fictional. Please do not take it seriously."

After saying this, Bai Mian turned off the live broadcast, leaving the audience confused.

Lame Brother became anxious and wanted to argue with Bai Mian. The crowd around him couldn't stand it anymore and asked Bai Mian in confusion:

"Master, this is clearly your real ability, how can you say it is fake?"

"I saw that man running away just now. His pupils shrank. This is a physiological reaction of a person. It must not be an act!"

"If that man is a script, then what about the previous masters? Are they all scripts?"

Bai Mian did not answer everyone's questions. Weng Xuhua walked up and asked everyone to leave in the name of lunch break. Only a few of his own people were left in the store. Lame Brother said what he had not finished saying just now:

"Little God of Wealth, were you having a seizure just now? Since you have the ability to see ghosts, why don't you tell others about it? Think about it, there are so many fortune-tellers on the Internet, but you are the only one who can see ghosts. If you tell others about this, you will be the top in the industry!"

He spread his hands and shook his head in confusion: "Now look what happened, you yourself admit that it was a script, and the audience who used to like you will also unfollow you. I don't know how many fans you will lose now!"

Bai Mian and the master looked at each other, and the master nodded with relief. Perhaps Lame Brother could not understand Bai Mian's behavior, but the master could understand that suddenly bringing up the idea of ​​ghosts in an originally harmonious and stable society would probably lead people to adopt feudal superstitions. By that time, everyone on the street would be a "master", and the whole thing would turn into a disaster.

Under Cripple Brother's repeated questioning, Bai Mian gave this explanation: "Since I have come to this world, I must abide by the rules of this world. I cannot sacrifice the peaceful lives of the majority of people for the sake of my own traffic."

Therefore, lying about having a script is actually the best option, as it not only preserves the live broadcast room but also avoids causing panic in society.

After saying this, Bai Mian went to the restaurant to eat. Que Ge stood there, pondering the meaning of this sentence over and over again. He pondered for a long time, but still didn't understand it. However, at this time, the smell of rice from the restaurant wafted over, which aroused Que Ge's greed. He decided not to dwell on this matter anymore and to focus on eating.

The main dishes for lunch today are boiled fish and lotus root and pork ribs soup. The boiled fish is spicy and delicious, especially eaten with rice. The pork ribs soup is also stewed in a fragrant way and does not taste greasy.

Seeing the dishes on the table, Lame Brother's appetite was whetted. He first served himself a bowl of pork chop soup, then took a chopstick of boiled fish and said happily, "Wow, such a rich feast today, is it Chinese New Year? By the way, boss, I remember that you pay attention to health preservation and rarely eat spicy food. Why is the sun rising from the west today?"

Weng Xuhua was silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "This is specially made to cater to Xiao Yang's taste. She likes spicy food."

Lame brother was a little unconvinced: "Boss, I usually like to eat barbecue, why don't you take care of me? You are biased!"

Weng Xuhua put down his chopsticks and said slowly, "Today, Xiao Yang and I submitted our resignation. After this month, she will leave Tzu Hsin Tong."

After Weng Xuhua said this, the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared. Lame Brother widened his eyes and asked repeatedly: "Really? Are you kidding me?"

Weng Xuhua nodded: "It's true. Why would I joke with you like this? Xiao Yang sent me a WeChat message today and I couldn't bear to see her leave. I typed and persuaded her for a long time, but she still insisted on leaving, so I had no choice but to agree."