Chapter 15: This villa can get a property certificate in the underworld!
Wu Jin and the others were all sleepy. After he finished speaking, he yawned several times, took his phone, and walked towards the bedroom.
"Everyone, let's go. Yun Shu is definitely a liar. She could have guessed those two people's deaths; it was pure luck! I've waited so long and gotten nothing. I'm so sleepy!"
He put his phone on the bedside table and went to wash up. When he came out, he was so tired that he forgot to turn off the live stream.
About half an hour later, Wu Jin was fast asleep when he heard someone calling his nickname.
"Gold ingot, gold ingot."
Wu Jin suddenly opened his eyes and said instinctively, "Mom, are you calling me?"
That's what his mother called him when she was still alive.
"Yuanbao" (a type of ancient Chinese currency).
A sound came from beside the bed.
Wu Jin turned his head to look, only to be slapped on the head.
The woman beside the bed cursed, "You brat, what are you doing doing a supernatural live stream! Your mother is dead, and you can't even enjoy life? You're out there pulling strings in the underworld every day to keep those ghosts from bothering you!"
"Mom!"
A howl came from inside the room.
When he saw the woman's condition, he lay on the bed and couldn't help but burst into tears. He couldn't stop crying and looked like a 200-pound child.
"Mom! I miss you so much!"
Wu Jin choked up and said, "Mom, why don't you come to my dreams anymore? It's been five years, and you haven't come even once! Do you know how much I miss you! I want to tell you that I'm making money now, and you don't have to worry about me anymore!"
With a snap.
The woman slapped him on the head again.
"Am I not worried about you? Do you know that last time you went to an ancient mortuary to do a live broadcast, you offended a 500-year-old vengeful ghost? He could kill you with just a little bit of his ghostly aura. If I hadn't been smart enough to lure the underworld officials over and capture that vengeful ghost, you would have been down here with me long ago!"
"ah?"
Wu Jin stared at her blankly.
He suddenly remembered what Yun Shu had said: that he had never gotten into trouble while doing paranormal adventure live streams all these years because he had someone protecting him.
It turns out Yun Shu was telling the truth.
Wu Jin, a rough man over six feet tall, immediately had tears welling up in his eyes again. He hugged the blanket and continued to cry, "Mom, it's my fault for being unfilial. I've made you worry!"
The woman comforted him, "Yuanbao, you are actually a filial son. The big villa you burned for your mother has all kinds of furniture, a TV, a stereo, and an automatic dishwasher!"
My old friends from the underworld came to visit, and they all envied me for having such a good son up there! They beg me every day to come to my big villa and dance in the square with me. You've made your mother so proud!
"You...really received it?"
Wu Jin paused in her sobbing, her expression becoming somewhat blank.
The woman said proudly, "Of course! When the underworld officials came to me to process the property certificate, they already said it was my son who burned it. There are too many ghosts queuing to be reincarnated in the underworld now. Many ghosts have been waiting for decades and still can't get a place, which has led to a shortage of houses in the underworld."
Especially these large villas; you can't just burn any old one to get one. You have to find a master craftsman to make them!
The woman praised him, "Son, you are really amazing. All these years of worrying have not been in vain."
Wu Jin was a little taken aback.
so……
Is Yun Shu a master?
"Alright son, Mom's going downstairs to dance with her old friends in the square. You get some sleep." The woman's figure gradually faded as she prepared to leave.
"Mom!" Wu Jin quickly got up. "Then I won't do my live stream anymore. Don't work too hard. Just enjoy yourself down there. I'll burn some more things for you!"
"Keep going. The underworld officials see that I've built a three-story villa, and they all assume I have a powerful figure protecting me. They'll help me protect you!"
The woman left after saying those words.
At this moment, not only was Wu Jin a little dazed, but the viewers who hadn't left his live stream were also dumbfounded.
Wu Jin forgot to turn off the live stream; his phone was just lying on the bedside table. Although he couldn't film anything, his conversation with his mother was overheard by netizens.
[Angkor Mama's life in the underworld must be so rich; I'm envious.]
[This is incredible! Just who is Yun Shu? Even the underworld officials think she's a master!]
It seems Yunshu either ran away or is just taking a break today. When will Yunshu start streaming tomorrow? I want to buy some things to burn for my relatives!
【I want to order one too! I want to burn a sports car for my dad, so all the other old men in the underworld will be green with envy!】
Wow, so many people want to order! Yun Shu's order for a hundred boyfriends isn't even finished yet!
[There probably won't be a live stream tomorrow. Tomorrow is the second round of the talent show, and Yunshu is going to perform. I'm planning to vote for her, and I hope she can do it for me first.]
Thanks to Wu Jin's live stream, Yun Shu's paper craftsmanship has gained recognition from netizens, and many people have sent her private messages wanting to buy paper crafts.
But Yun Shu didn't see that she was staying up all night making paper effigies again, and had finally made more than fifty.
The next morning.
Yun Shu rested for two hours before heading out to participate in the competition. Fortunately, her performance was at four o'clock in the afternoon, so she could rest in the dressing room for a while.
Yun Shu had just closed her eyes when she heard two trainees walk in and start discussing...
"What's wrong with Xiao Yutian? She stood there on stage for ages without singing a single word."
"Judging from her appearance, it seems like she has a problem with her throat. She tried to speak several times, but no sound came out."
"Her voice started acting up at this time? That's terrible. Could someone have sabotaged her? After all, she's one of the most promising prospects."
Yun Shu was not asleep yet, and she happened to hear these words, so she opened her eyes.
She asked the two trainees, "Hasn't Xiao Yutian broken up with her boyfriend yet?"
Yun Shu suddenly asked a question, and the other two were taken aback. "No...no, her boyfriend even came to cheer her on today. It's a pity about Xiao Yutian..."
Before the man could finish speaking, Yun Shu got up, left the dressing room, and walked towards the stage.
Xiao Yutian had already finished her performance and was standing on the stage where she had come off. Her manager was also there.
Xiao Yutian pointed anxiously to her throat, her voice hoarse as she struggled to speak, "I...I, I can't say."
She now finds it extremely difficult to even utter these four simple words.
"How did your throat become like this? You can't even say simple words."
Her agent was also anxious and asked worriedly, "Weren't you fine yesterday? Have you drunk anything strange today?"
Xiao Yutian shook her head.
She's having too much difficulty speaking, so she typed to her agent on her phone: "I'm being very careful; I've only been drinking bottled water I bought myself these past few days. I don't know what's wrong, but my neck and throat feel so uncomfortable, like someone is choking me, making it impossible for me to speak!"
Yun Shu walked over and happened to see the words, so she said to her, "You have a little devil on your neck."
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