The latter's warning aroused Yaoyao's rebelliousness.

She simply ignored the latter and looked up at the destined person: "Big brother, are you wondering if you have gotten yourself into any dirty trouble?"

This proactive inquiry made the destined person pause. He looked up in surprise, with disbelief in his eyes after his secrets were exposed.

However, he was only confused for a moment, then he reacted immediately and nodded repeatedly: "Master, you can see the problem with me, right?"

"You must save me, I'm really going crazy because of that 'long worm', wuwuwu!"

The destined person was obviously tortured to the point of mental breakdown. When he saw Yaoyao speak, he cried and begged as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

[It seems there are no more face-slapping scenes to watch. It’s just an old man in the live broadcast room. It’s boring...too boring. ]

[The classic face-slapping part is missing, and the fun is half gone! ]

When netizens saw the destined person sliding down to his knees so thoroughly, they were speechless. After all, this kind of fun is only fun if there is a stubborn "victim".

But when I think about it, it seems normal.

Because when newcomers see the live broadcast, they usually wait and see or swipe away, and the proportion of people who can react so quickly is actually small.

"Brother, please tell me what happened in detail!"

Yaoyao ignored the netizens' complaints. She blinked her big black eyes, and it seemed as if a shining star fell in her eyes.

When the destined person met such a gaze, he felt that his originally cold body suddenly felt a little warm.

He had never experienced this feeling since the accident, and he immediately realized that this was the master's method.

This time, he became completely excited.

"Master, this strange thing started with the bloody rain..."

The destined person cleared his throat, suppressed his fear, and told the whole story of the strange thing he had encountered...

He is a craftsman, mainly making oil-paper umbrellas, an intangible cultural heritage. On the day of the bloody rain, he happened to be delivering goods to a customer.

There is an unwritten song among the craftsmen in this line of work: A peddler never goes out empty-handed, lest the weather be bad.

To put it simply, when a peddler is delivering goods on the street, he must not go empty-handed. He must bring his own umbrella with him, in case the weather is bad and he is left without an umbrella, which might easily damage the customer's things.

And the bad thing here is that the new umbrella is exposed to rain.

Although umbrellas are made to be used by people, they are considered new goods until they reach the hands of customers.

Opening the umbrella in advance to avoid the rain would bring bad luck. If the customer does not ask for a return, they will not be able to charge him for the umbrella.

An umbrella, from the ribs, umbrella cover to the winding thread, is all hand-woven. Even if the person has good skills, it will take half a month to weave an umbrella. If it is broken, it will be a great loss.

So, he naturally brought it according to the rules.

It was an old umbrella, passed down from his grandfather. The quality was amazingly good. After decades, the ribs were still oily and the umbrella surface was so smooth that water could not get in.

He used it very well and thought about making a replica, but the result was far worse.

He was confident that he had learned the ancestral skills completely, and the reason why he could not replicate it was probably due to problems with the materials. However, the things were passed down to him by his father, who also did not know the materials.

The plan of replicating it was put aside from then on. I just wanted to pass it on to the next generation after it was no longer a problem.

But who knew that there would be a bloody rain falling from the sky that time? After the umbrella hit the red rain, he began to feel a biting coldness on the umbrella handle.

He just thought it was because of the bad weather, so he forced himself to go home. As usual, he wanted to shake off the blood and rain and put his things away, but he was surprised to find that the umbrella was dry.

It was as if the blood rain just now was fake...

"Master, I know very well that the bloody rain is real. The problem must be with this umbrella. Just a moment ago, I almost died in the bathroom..."

When the destined person said this, the fear in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

You have to know that he just hit the corner of the cabinet in the dry bathroom. There were no protective pads in these corners. If he hit them, he might lose his life.

There was also a time when I was cooking and the gas stove suddenly caught fire. If I didn’t have a fire extinguisher at home, I would have never been able to put it out.

It only took half a day and that's how it happened. The destined person didn't dare to think whether he would still be alive after a longer period of time.

He happened to see the master doing a live broadcast, so he hurriedly participated. When he won the prize afterwards, he was even more certain that he was in big trouble.

[Fuck, I said this bloody rain is weird, the first victim appeared, luckily I was smart and didn't go out. ]

[You can't say that. The bloody rain came suddenly. There were so many people on the street that some of them didn't have time to hide. How come the others were okay? They didn't even have umbrellas! ]

[The analysis above makes a lot of sense, and the person who got it said it himself, it’s the umbrella that’s the problem, please stop spreading panic! ]

Many people watching the live broadcast right now have been drenched in blood, and their hearts are hanging. Who wouldn't be upset to see comments at this pace?

Moreover, there are so many people in the live broadcast room that they might be caught by the administrator and charged with spreading panic, and then they won’t be able to broadcast anymore. Where will they go to watch the show in the future?

This was a big deal that could ruin everyone's jobs. For a moment, netizens stopped caring about it and started to condemn it with a common hatred for the enemy.

Seeing that the comment section was overwhelmed, someone finally came out to stop it.

[Okay, what's the point of arguing now? The key is to see what the master has to say. ]

【The one who can truly save the predestined is the master, so please shut up and don’t delay the predestined people from saving their lives. We cannot bear the consequences of this.】

After these words were spoken, the netizens who were originally unconvinced immediately became obedient. You know, they have seen too much of this, and the word cause and effect cannot be described as horrifying.

According to the master, if you are lucky enough to escape when you are alive, you will still be held accountable after you die, and you will not have a chance to regret it, so it is a consensus among everyone not to cause trouble.

Yaoyao didn't pay any attention to the turmoil. She asked the destined person to take out the oil-paper umbrella that he thought was problematic.

If the destined person wants to save his life, then his life will be saved. The umbrella is indeed beautiful, with white clouds painted with oil paint, reflecting the sky light, which is indescribably beautiful.

If an outsider saw it, he would surely be excited, but Yaoyao was not like that.

She saw a python on the umbrella. No...that’s not right...to be precise, it was a python soul that was about to transform into a dragon.