Wu Jin and the others were all sleepy. After he finished speaking, he yawned several times and walked towards the bedroom with his cell phone.
"Everyone, go away! Yunshu is a liar, no doubt about it. She was lucky enough to predict those two people's deaths! I've waited so long and nothing happened. I'm so sleepy!"
He put his phone on the bedside table and went to wash up. After washing up, he was so sleepy that he forgot to turn off the live broadcast.
About half an hour later, Wu Jindu fell into a deep sleep and heard someone calling his nickname.
"Yuanbao, Yuanbao."
Wu Jin suddenly opened his eyes and said subconsciously, "Mom, are you calling me?"
That's what his mother called him when she was still alive.
"Yuanbao."
There was a sound from the bedside.
Wu Jin turned his head to look over, and was hit on the head by a slap.
The woman beside the bed cursed, "You damned boy, what are you doing with this ghost live stream! Your mother is dead, and you still can't enjoy your life? You spend every day using your connections in the underworld to keep those ghosts away from you!"
"Mom!"
Wu Jin's howling was heard from inside the room.
When he saw the woman's appearance, he couldn't help crying while lying on the bed. He couldn't stop and cried like a 200-pound child.
"Mom! I missed you so much!"
Wu Jin choked up and said, "Wuwuwu, Mom, why don't you come to my dreams? It's been five years, and you haven't come 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.
"I'm not worried about you. Do you know that last time you went to an ancient charity cemetery to broadcast live, you offended a five-hundred-year-old ghost. A little bit of his ghost energy could kill you. If I hadn't been smart and lured the ghost messenger here and captured the ghost, you would have come down to accompany me a long time ago!"
"ah?"
Wu Jin looked at her blankly.
He suddenly thought of what Yun Shu said. He had been doing live broadcasts of supernatural adventures without any accidents over the years because there were people protecting him.
It turns out what Yunshu said was true.
Wu Jin, a rough man over 1.8 meters tall, suddenly had tears in his eyes again. He hugged the quilt and continued crying, "Mom, I am an unfilial son. I made you worry!"
The woman comforted him, "Yuanbao, you are actually a filial son. The big villa you built for your mother has all kinds of furniture, including a TV, a stereo, and an automatic dishwasher!
My old sisters from the underworld come to visit and are all envious of me for having a good son up there! They beg me every day to come to my big villa and dance square dance with me. You really make Mom proud!
"You...really received it?"
Wu Jin stopped crying and his expression was a little dull.
The woman said proudly, "Of course. When the ghost came to me to apply for the property certificate, I already said that it was my son who burned it. There are too many ghosts waiting in line to be reincarnated in the underworld now. Many ghosts have been waiting in the underworld for decades, resulting in a shortage of houses in the underworld.
Especially a large villa like this, you can't just burn one to get it, you have to find a master in the human world to make it!"
The woman praised him, "Son, you are really amazing. All my worries over the years have paid off."
Wu Jindu was a little slow to react.
so……
Is Yunshu a master?
"Okay, son, Mom is going to go downstairs to dance square dance with the old sisters. You should 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 the live broadcast anymore. Don't work too hard. Just enjoy yourself down there. I'll cook something for you!"
"Just keep going. The ghost messengers saw that I had built a three-story villa and thought I had someone above me to protect me. They'll help me protect you!"
The woman left this sentence and left.
At this moment, not only Wu Jin was a little dazed, but the audience who had not left his live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.
Wu Jin forgot to turn off the live broadcast and threw his phone on the bedside table. Although he couldn't capture anything, his conversation with his mother was heard by netizens.
[Mother Wu's life in the underworld is so rich, I envy her.]
[This is incredible! Who is Yun Shu? Even the ghost messenger thinks she's a master!]
[It seems Yunshu is either away or taking a break from broadcasting today. When will Yunshu start broadcasting tomorrow? I want to buy something to cook for my relatives!]
[I want to order one too! I want to burn a sports car for my dad, and make all the other old men in the underworld envious!]
[So many people want to order! Yunshu hasn't even finished her order for 100 boyfriends yet!]
[I don't think there will be a live broadcast tomorrow. Tomorrow is the second round of the talent show. Yunshu is going to perform. I'm going to vote for her. I hope she can help me do it first.]
Because of Wu Jin's live broadcast, Yunshu's paper-making skills were recognized by netizens, and many people sent her private messages wanting to buy paper-making.
But Yunshu didn't see it. She was staying up late tonight making paper figures and finally made more than fifty of them.
The next morning.
Yun Shu rested for two hours before going out to participate in the competition. Fortunately, her performance was at four o'clock in the afternoon, so she could still rest in the dressing room for a while.
Yun Shu just closed his eyes when he heard two trainees come in and discuss
"What's wrong with Xiao Yutian? She stood there on the stage for a long time without singing a single word."
"From her appearance, it seemed like she had a problem with her throat. She tried to speak several times, but no sound came out."
"Having a voice problem at this time? This is too tragic. Could someone have harmed her? After all, she is one of the most promising seeded players."
Yun Shu was not asleep yet, and when she heard these words, she opened her eyes.
She asked the two trainees, "Has Xiao Yutian not broken up with her boyfriend yet?"
Yun Shu suddenly asked, and the other two were stunned for a moment, "No... no, her boyfriend was here today to cheer her on. It's a pity that Xiao Yutian..."
Before the man could finish his words, Yun Shu stood up and left the dressing room, heading towards the stage.
Xiao Yutian had already gone off the stage and finished her performance. She was standing on the stage where her agent was also there.
Xiao Yutian pointed at her throat anxiously, her voice hoarse and difficult to speak, "I...I, I can't speak."
It was extremely difficult for her to just say these four simple words.
"How did your throat become like this? You can't even speak simple words."
Her agent was also anxious and asked worriedly, "Weren't you fine yesterday? Did you drink anything strange today?"
Xiao Yutian shook her head.
Talking was so difficult, she typed on her phone to her agent, "I'm being very careful. These past few days, I've only been drinking the mineral water I bought myself. I don't know what's wrong, but my neck and throat are so sore. It's like someone's pinching me, and I can't speak!"
Yun Shu came over and saw this, and said to her, "There is a little devil on your neck."
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