Chapter 69 Lover's Bridge Becomes a Ghost Bridge, 300,000 Yuan to Save Your Life
"Jiang Kai, you, don't scare me!" A biting chill hit her, and she subconsciously looked behind her.
She trembled and turned around to see Jiang Kai.
Instead, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at her, and the disheveled woman's face was pale.
"Ah!" Lu Yiyi screamed in fear: "Don't, don't come over here!"
She stepped back in panic and fell to the ground, while the woman's hand reached out to her.
Under the thick white fog, several pairs of eyes appeared around the female ghost.
In the darkness of the night, hands reached out to her, and Lu Yiyi was so scared that her legs went weak.
"Ah, help, ghost!" Her screams echoed in the night sky, but were blocked by the thick fog.
She lay on the ground in a panic trying to escape, but a bloody hand reached out from under the bridge and grabbed her ankle.
Looking down, countless evil spirits were climbing upwards, roaring ferociously as if they had crawled out of the eighteen levels of hell.
"Ah!" Lu Yiyi cried out. People watching the live broadcast only saw her hysterically shouting for help.
Jiang Kai next to him was indeed standing there blankly, staring blankly ahead, as if he had lost his soul.
"What on earth is going on?" Everyone watching the live broadcast was terrified.
"Squeak!" The live broadcast screen of Lu Yiyi and Jiang Kai became distorted and instantly went black.
"Snap, snap, snap!" The lights on the bridge went out instantly, leaving the surroundings in a pitch-black darkness that was eerie.
[What's wrong? I didn't see anything. What did Lu Yiyi just do? Did she see a ghost?]
[The screen is black, the signal is cut off, what just happened? Could it be that I really encountered something unclean?]
"No way? I don't believe in ghosts. Could this be another romance show plot?"
[Sure enough, the prophecy has come true again. My master just told us not to go up on the bridge. So, something must have happened, right?]
[Now I just want to know if Lu Yiyi and Jiang Kai are okay. The sudden black screen is really frustrating.]
The director looked at the black screen and was completely confused: "What, what's going on?"
"It's too late, too late!" muttered the administrator next to him.
"I've already warned you, you must leave Lover's Bridge before twelve o'clock."
"These two people will never come back!" His words shocked everyone present.
Isn’t this just a bridge? It’s not the road to the underworld. Why won’t you let people come back?
The old man lit a new cigarette and took a deep puff: "Let's prepare for the funeral. With luck, we can find the body."
"If we're unlucky!" He couldn't help but sigh, wanting to say something but stopping himself. "Two more innocent lives will be lost."
He seemed to have gotten used to such situations.
"Don't talk nonsense here. It's just a bridge. The signal just got cut off."
The director immediately ordered the staff around him: "Go and find Lu Yiyi and Jiang Kai."
The old man pulled the lock on the bridge entrance and said: "The bridge will be closed after twelve o'clock. I advise you not to go there to die."
Then he sat down beside the stone pillar and shook his head: "They really won't listen to advice! Those guys won't let anyone go alive!"
Seeing the strange reactions of Lu Yiyi and Jiang Kai during the live broadcast just now, several staff members looked at each other and didn’t dare to go up the bridge.
That was the daughter of the Lu family and a popular young actor, and they just left her on the bridge?
And the live broadcast is still going on, and everyone is anxiously waiting for the results.
"What should we do?" The director was sweating profusely. The Lover's Bridge had turned into a ghost bridge.
"Meng Fuling!" Helplessly, he slapped his thigh and suddenly thought: "At this critical moment, I have to rely on the master!"
Meng Fuling was on the other side of the bridge when suddenly the screen of Lu Yiyi and Jiang Kai's live broadcast room went black.
"Could something have happened?" Bai Ting looked at the screen anxiously.
"Just now I saw Lu Yiyi seemed to be caught by something. What on earth is that thing on the bridge?"
"That doesn't look like acting." Although Liu Yucheng didn't believe it, the current situation was too strange for him to believe it.
"Ding-ling-ling!" The intercom rang, and the director called Meng Fuling directly.
"Meng Fuling, no, Master Meng!" He changed his previous condescending tone and spoke in a pleading tone.
"Lu Yiyi and Jiang Kai are still on the bridge. Knowing that you have extraordinary abilities, can you rescue them?"
Meng Fuling looked at the dark bridge in front of her: "Lover's Bridge, the Yellow Spring Road, the bell rings at midnight, thirteen turns to fourteen!"
She said what she had said before going up the bridge: "It really came true. They can't come back!"
Everyone around her looked at each other. Every time she said this, a chill ran down their backs.
The director was panicking and almost knelt on the ground to beg her with tears in his eyes: "Master, Auntie, please."
Meng Fuling and Lu Yiyi have always had a bad relationship, so there is naturally no need to take the risk to save them at this time.
The violent energy on this bridge is so heavy that it is almost unable to bear the weight.
Even if she went there in person, she couldn't be sure that she could bring the two people back.
"Fuling!" Qin Muchen looked at her and whispered, "Your safety comes first. Don't worry about them."
She thought for a while, shaking her head hesitantly: "I need help!"
"If you want to go, I'll go with you!" The Buddhist beads in Qin Muchen's hand are very powerful, and ordinary evil spirits cannot get close to them.
Meng Fuling explained: "That's not what I meant."
"Please, my dearest aunt!" The director pleaded: "As long as you go and save them, you can ask for anything!"
Now that things have come to this, it would be really unkind of her to refuse.
"Divination fee!" After a while, she counted on her fingers: "Three hundred and three thousand yuan!"
"What?" Everyone froze when the director heard the data. "This... so much?"
You can save people, but you have to pay for it!
He asked for more than 300,000 yuan as a divination fee right from the start. This is simply an exorbitant price.
The director's room exploded first before the explosion, and the wind direction began to shift instantly.
[The people on the dating show were so cold and indifferent that they didn't even bother to go up the bridge to look for someone.]
[There are no ghosts in this world. It's just a script-killing game. Lu Yiyi's acting is so fake.]
How could Meng Fuling be so cruel? She actually wanted 300,000 yuan to save someone?
[Even if he has a grudge against Lu Yiyi, he can't offer such a high price at this time, right?]
[The master's live fortune-telling sessions always cost 3,000 per divination. She asked for 300,030. There must be a reason.]
The director was also devastated. It was the first time he encountered a variety show artist asking for money from the director.
How could the daughter of the Lu Group not be worth three hundred thousand? He gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, I'll transfer it to you right away."
"Ding Dong!" Meng Fuling's phone chimed in: 303,000 yuan had arrived on Taobao.
After seeing the money arrive, she began to prepare, carrying Xiaoman on her back and ready to go over the bridge.
"Hmph!" The administrator nearby looked up at Meng Fuling, who was about to go up the bridge in the live studio, and sneered, "You won't listen to my advice. Here comes another one seeking death!"
Qin Muchen wanted to follow her: "Fuling, I'll go with you!"
"Okay!" She took Qin Muchen's hand and whispered, "Don't worry about what you see later."
The two walked towards the bridge, feeling that the bridge would fall at any time with every step.
At twelve o'clock every day, the thirteen bridges will become fourteen, and the fourteenth is the road to the underworld.
"Woo, woo, woo!" The wind was filled with sad wails, and the sounds that came one after another were so creepy.
The pile of corpses under the bridge rushed towards them with a black murderous aura, and hands were trying to survive from deep in the mud.
Qin Muchen suddenly stopped. He stood at the edge of the bridge, looking down with a dull look, and slowly stretched out his hand.
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