The expressions of the three 'mountain gods' changed, and they looked at Song Shanshan with vigilance.
"If that's the case, then we will do everything in our power to stop you." He said this with a lack of confidence.
As 'colleagues', they could sense very little spiritual energy from Song Shanshan.
There are only two possibilities: either your level of cultivation is lower than theirs, or your level of cultivation is so high that you can only aspire to be better than them.
Song Xiner tugged at the corner of Song Shanshan's clothes.
"Third sister, the reason resentment is resentment is that it is imbued with powerful evil energy but lacks the ability to distinguish right from wrong. If released, it will persecute and slaughter anyone it encounters. 】
Since we want to solve this problem, we must face them. I haven't seen the specific methods in the article yet, so I need to check it out.
Song Shanshan pursed her lips, her expression gloomy and unclear.
After a while.
"Although you enjoy the villagers' offerings, you allow disorder to occur. This is truly unacceptable. We are going in to subdue them. Don't you have any obligation? If so, I'm afraid your cultivation will end here. From now on, your inner demons will be reduced to ashes!"
Song Shanshan didn't know whether what she said was right or not, but she just said the worst possible thing.
After hearing this, the three "mountain gods" looked stern and looked at each other.
After a while, there was a noise in the sky.
"We can assist you, but only when we can ensure our own safety. If we sense something is wrong, we will withdraw."
Song Shanshan sneered inwardly.
The so-called "people who practice cultivation" are just like this.
Only someone as accomplished as my younger sister could have such a noble sense of justice.
[Their words are enough. One more person means one more help!]
Song Xiner showed joy on her face. Her third sister was really good at bargaining.
After discussing it, they headed towards the entrance together.
In the live broadcast room, everyone listened to Song Shanshan talking to herself, confused and scared.
"Who is Master Song talking to? The wind is so strong, I can't hear clearly. Did you hear clearly?"
"I used high-tech automatic identification and barely heard him. He said he was going inside to subdue an evil spirit and was just discussing with the guardian here to go together."
"Wow, this time it's a big one? In the past, they were all evil creatures driven by humans, but this time it's an evil spirit that has conquered nature!"
The porter who earns his hard-earned money: "There is no such thing as natural evil. It is the accumulation of the sorrow of others caused by human evil thoughts over the years."
"Brother! You're here again."
"I bow down to you. Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading!"
The first big brother who gave rewards to Song Shanshan appeared, and netizens worshipped him.
factory.
"This girl is amazing. She made millions from a paid live broadcast. She makes money much faster than us as porters. If we can get this girl, she will make a fortune as our middleman." The thin man with high cheekbones sneered.
The slightly fatter younger brother at the side echoed, "That's right, she looks young but she's more capable than us. This live broadcast was not cheap, and her acting is also good, much better than the cattle and horses we brought here."
As we were talking, my brother's cell phone rang.
The younger brother answered a phone call, and after hanging up, he had a smile on his face.
"Brother Lin, another group of people has arrived. I have to go and entertain them properly. Your method of ambushing the livestream to gain the trust of netizens is truly reliable and fast. I admire you!"
After saying that, the little brother ran out.
Lin Wen stared at the screen, his eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "Not only do I want to ambush her, but I also want to use this woman for my own purposes. My love for talent is growing stronger and stronger."
He laughed wildly.
on site.
Song Shanshan held Song Xiner in her arms. The moment she entered, she felt that the wind inside was different from the outside, with a piercing sensation that made her shiver.
And she was holding a compass in her hand.
Although this is a compass, it can provide guidance in places with extremely heavy yin energy.
The faster the swing, the closer it is.
"Can you guys hurry up!"
Song Shanshan was dissatisfied and looked back at the three "mountain gods".
These three men were tall and strong, yet they were allowed to walk in front!
The mountain gods looked at each other and trembled, "We're almost there."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound like someone stepping on dry branches in the jungle. This scared everyone, including Song Shanshan, and she hugged Song Xiner tightly.
Song Xiner patted her with her little hand.
"It's okay, they're just trying to intimidate us, trying to instill fear in us, so we can win without a fight. I'm sure the people on duty were frightened by the noise and lost their composure, so they all scatter in a swarm. Dispersed public energy is the easiest to deal with."
"These things are really smart!"
Song Shanshan cursed a lot, just like an old lady in the village, her curses were very dirty and very satisfying.
When it comes to dealing with these things, the experience of the elderly does make sense.
Sure enough, the surrounding sounds gradually faded away.
Live broadcast room.
"These ten dollars are not only the cost of watching the movie but also the tuition fee. It's totally worth it."
"Yeah, I'll do the same if I encounter this kind of situation next time. But what if I don't know how to curse?"
"The one upstairs, you don't have to worry now. In this situation, you curse more fiercely than anyone else."
"Wow, a bunch of idiots, having a serious discussion. The host is obviously a liar. She performs a one-man show and lets a few people make noises in the distance. She can make money this way. She is getting rich overnight, and none of the idiots here can escape." A passerby was curious and came in to complain.
But the loyal fans of Song Shanshan’s live broadcast room are no longer surprised and are immune to these things.
"Brother, you're the only one who takes this seriously. We all know it's fake. We just like Master Song's classic folk horror movies. You don't think it's really a bunch of monsters, ghosts, or snakes, do you?"
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