Zhao Manqi's live broadcast was very poor, but what made her even more desperate was that she found that annoying woman was broadcasting live. Curiosity drove her to click on it, and this sight almost made her angry to death.
Xiao Tao's livestream, "Don't Eat Sugar," has over 10,000 followers! People are even lining up to ask her questions online! Thanks to the fans she gained from Little Baldhead Li Dong and the publicity from that livestream, Xiao Tao has definitely shot to fame.
"Why does she broadcast psychic communication?" Zhao Manqi was furious. She was so unlucky, but this woman who sent private messages accusing her was thriving? Asshole!
Xiao Tao also saw Zhao Manqi coming, and immediately pulled her to the microphone position.
"It's just that a live streamer died! You stinky woman! And you scolded me! Bah! And so many people are watching, a bunch of stinky losers!" Zhao Manqi cursed happily, and then she saw her slightly swollen face appear on the mobile phone screen.
Xiao Tao on the opposite side seemed to be smiling. She hadn't done anything yet, but she didn't expect that she had offended everyone.
What the teacher said was absolutely right. This crazy woman will eventually get herself killed.
But the next moment she saw a ghost flash by in the other person's camera, and Xiao Tao narrowed her eyes.
Zhao Manqi hung up the line as if she was escaping, and many netizens followed her into the broadcast room to scold her.
But the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Finally she came up with an idea, which was to broadcast the exorcism!
Whether you can do it or not is another matter, there is also a ghost to help you!
Chen Yan thought for a moment and agreed. He actually knew a few places where ghosts lived.
And those ghosts are not very strong.
It just so happens that Zhao Manqi needs traffic and I need power!
"Hey, young man, what is this thing used for?"
"You called me? I died more than a hundred years before you, and you called me a young man?"
The old man was choked by these words for a long time: "Uncle?"
The young man in ancient costume laughed: "That's right."
"Two old antiques, this is called a figurine." A ghost who was obviously from modern times said with great knowledge.
"What is a figurine?" The embroiderer looked at the exquisite little figure and wanted to touch it, but was afraid of breaking it.
The owner of the figurine, Xiaotao, was squatting in front of the vegetables she had grown in a foam box, with several ghosts arguing next to her.
“Too much fertilizer can easily burn the roots!”
"No, no, I think it's the soil."
"You can pinch off this branch so that it will bear better fruit later."
Xiaotao nodded repeatedly.
"Thank you, it turns out that experience is the most valuable."
A few ghosts were a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect that I would have farming experience."
Fang Zhiyi stood with his hands behind his back watching Xiaochao editing the video. Xiaochao was a little nervous, and sure enough, the next second.
"You have a pig brain? Ah? Can this transition be any more shady?" Fang Zhiyi cursed without any hesitation.
Xiao Chao felt a little aggrieved: "But that's how I am."
“That’s why you can’t become popular.”
Xiao Chao covered his heart and said, "Brother, could you please not poke my lungs right away?"
"Stop talking nonsense. I'll tell you the trick again. Listen carefully. If you don't learn it within a week, you'll have to watch this whole room. I'll let them take turns getting you to sleep."
Xiao Chao looked back and his eyes lit up when he saw the embroiderer.
Fang Zhiyi slapped the guy in the face without hitting him.
"What are you thinking about? Except for the female ghost!"
"Oh." Xiao Chao was depressed. When he woke up, he saw a circle of ghosts and a man, and then he was inexplicably treated like a slave.
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