Several bamboo poles stood around the open space. These were borrowed by Su Miaomiao from Tianfu Crematorium. Each bamboo pole also had several yellow talismans pasted on it.
When Niu Dali saw something float in, there would be flashes of light on the talismans, but each talisman could only light up three times before falling down.
He needs to take new talisman paper to stick on, and he can't stick the wrong one, because the yellow talisman on each one is different.
He had met the Enchantress and Little Black Boy before, and thought that Brother Piao was like them. He didn't expect that these people were no different from ordinary people.
It's a bit whiter and more transparent, but it doesn't have any legs!
Some of the weaker ones look like they could be blown away by a gust of wind...
More and more netizens flooded into the live stream room, and those who had just joined couldn't understand what it meant.
But don't worry, some helpful fans have already explained it in the comments section.
So these people quickly joined the comments.
"What a pity! My elders weren't buried here, otherwise I could have gotten a wreath today."
"Master Miao Miao's deeds are of immeasurable merit!"
"Master Miaomiao is truly the number one person in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) for her ability to cleverly combine live streaming with matters of Taoism!"
Someone in the live stream understood the secret, and Su Miaomiao glanced at the person's name.
Um!
It was Master He and his senior brother.
She ignored the two of them and continued calling out the names that appeared in the comments section. She estimated that so far, she had only used less than two truckloads of wreaths.
I wonder if we can finish this in this cemetery!
After receiving Shi Qin's call, Su Yunzhou sent a message to Su Miaomiao, but the girl didn't reply.
So Su Yunzhou also entered the live stream room and saw his little niece calling out the names posted in the comments section with great energy, and she looked quite happy.
Oh well, let her be!
After leaving the live stream, Su Yunzhou made a phone call.
"Fourth Brother, handle Miao Miao's messages online."
"It's already been dealt with!"
The phone call ended as soon as he finished speaking.
Still such an impatient person!
In front of the camera, Su Miaomiao called out the name once again:
"Liang Chenglei!"
As soon as the sound ended, a cool breeze suddenly swept across the flat ground, making the wreaths rustle loudly.
Ning Tianwei hurriedly pressed down on the long strip of white paper he had cut in front of him, but the two ends of the paper were still blown wildly by the wind, slapping him in the face like a slap.
Pan Pei gripped the brush tightly, but no matter how hard he tried to press down, the tip of the brush wouldn't land on the yellow paper.
Niu Dali secured the bamboo poles with one hand each to prevent them from being blown over by the strong wind.
The cemetery staff, who had been watching the commotion, came over to help when they saw what was happening.
They weren't scared. After all, they had worked in the cemetery and had heard and seen many strange things. It was just wind; there was nothing to be afraid of.
“Master, this…” Pan Pei’s pen remained stuck, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"I know!"
Su Miaomiao hadn't expected that there was a rebel among these people. She wondered if she could get more merit when calculating the merits after she helped him pass on.
"Friends, the host is going to take care of a problem and will be back soon!"
After Su Miaomiao finished speaking, she picked up her thick peach wood sword and walked towards Pan Pei.
The live stream chat immediately erupted in chaos.
"What's going on? They even have a blower? The wind is so strong!"
"Bullshit blower, the weather forecast said there would be strong winds today."
"What did she take with her just now?"
"Judging by its size, it's probably a fish!"
"Hahahaha... I'm laughing so hard! Look at that guy writing the funeral couplets, he's about to be whipped to death by the blank paper."
"Hurry back, host, I'm about to tell you my in-laws' names."
"The wreaths were blown over..."
Su Miaomiao couldn't see the comments in the live stream right now. She grabbed her chubby peach wood sword, walked over to Pan Pei, and tapped his calligraphy brush lightly with the blade of the sword.
Pan Pei loosened his wrist, and the brush instantly touched the yellow paper. He immediately wrote the name 'Liang Chenglei'.
"Whoosh..."
The wind is blowing even harder!
A crackling sound appeared in the live stream, and the video started to lag, causing many viewers to be kicked out of the live stream.
"??? Great card, great card!"
"No picture, black screen."
"The screen is black, but I can still send messages."
"What happened? The signal is terrible!"
...
The surrounding atmosphere changed noticeably, and all the cemetery staff closed their eyes in an instant, with one even kindly reminding Niu Dali.
"Close your eyes, and you won't be afraid if you can't see anything!"
Niu Dali's eyes were wide open, like a bull's eyes, as he stared intently at the black figure that had floated out.
"I won't go, I won't go..."
The echoing voice of 'Liang Chenglei' made the temperature in the room feel even lower.
"You have a wish?"
"Xiaoyu hasn't agreed to marry me yet, I can't leave..."
The temperature continued to drop.
The staff member who reminded Niu Dali to close his eyes asked in confusion, "Xiaoyu?"
"You know him?"
"The person buried next to him was named Song Yu."
Su Miaomiao also heard this, and her expression immediately turned very strange.
So this guy's advances were rejected!
But don't you realize what kind of occasion this is? You've become a drifter now, so stop being so love-struck.
"Xiaoyu..."
Liang Chenglei was still shouting nonsense, desperately resisting entering the open space.
Su Miaomiao narrowed her eyes, came up behind him, and kicked him in the back.
"You managed to condense some ghostly power, but you ended up with a love-struck brain."
Liang Chenglei lost control of his body, and his dark figure drifted into the open space. The talisman on the yellow paper flashed with light, and this guy was finally sent away.
As soon as he disappeared, the surroundings instantly returned to calm.
The signal in the live stream improved, and everyone saw that Su Miaomiao had returned to the camera.
"The friend who wanted to send a wreath to 'Liang Chenglei' has already sent it. He's doing well and has found someone new..."
Su Miaomiao didn't care whether the person was there or not, and continued to read out names and send wreaths after she finished speaking.
This ordeal lasted until dawn the next day, and by then all the wreaths she had brought had finally been delivered.
Su Miaomiao felt refreshed and that her mental state was much more stable than it was yesterday before she arrived at the crematorium.
Although I was busy all night, I still gained a lot.
Before leaving the crematorium, she gave each of the cemetery staff members who had volunteered to help the previous night a large red envelope.
Seeing them laughing so happily made me even happier.
She has already made Tianfu Cemetery her small place to accumulate merit, and she can come here often in the future.
Su Miaomiao asked Uncle Sheng to pick her up, while Niu Dali took the others back.
Su Miaomiao wasn't stingy with them either, transferring money to each of them individually.
Wow! My idol mentor transferred 50,000 yuan to me!
Ning Tianwei was so happy to receive the transfer that he almost cried, but the next second when he saw the message, he actually cried.
The young woman with ten-pack abs said: "I was originally going to fine you 100,000, but since posting those photos caused a stir online, I'll deduct 50,000!"
"..."
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