Chapter 10: The Apprentice of Taoist Qingshan

On the other side, the police found the head and body in Liu Dawei's villa, according to the place Mu Li said.

Then they dug the rest of the place in the yard.

But the audience in the live broadcast room didn't know. Mu Li looked at the screen and didn't continue to talk about Liu Dawei's curiosity.

"It's so late now. If we count one more person, it will be over. Who else wants to count what?"

The audience in the live broadcast room were still immersed in the excitement just now. Many people even went out to search for the follow-up of this incident.

Liu Dawei is a very famous contractor. Everyone is asking for the official account of the local police station and leaving messages under their official account.

Very curious whether it was as Mu Li said, that he had killed his wife.

Mu Li looked at the people on the screen. After the Viagra incident, the number of people in the live broadcast room, which originally had more than 5,000 people, had now risen to more than 10,000.

He sighed: "Morality is the highest level of law, and law is the lowest level of morality. Obeying the law is a person's lowest moral requirement. Everyone must obey the law."

At this time, a group of netizens suddenly appeared on the barrage.

[This can't be a script, the current Internet celebrities are getting more and more outrageous]

[Fortune telling, this is all feudal superstition, why do so many people believe in it? Are they stupid? ]

[It is indeed the consequence of the lack of universal nine-year compulsory education. Why are there so many idiots on the Internet who believe whatever others say?]

[Tsk, I guess the poor mother monkey was used as a proxy by you. The Internet nowadays is really dirty]

...

Mu Li looked at these remarks with a cold gaze.

A bunch of people came in with such a plan, and even she herself didn't believe that there was no one behind them.

She just started the live broadcast tonight. Who on earth came here so accurately?

From these barrages, Mu Li found a name with a very high frequency.

"Qingsu Taoist"

[Want to learn from Qingsu to sell his personality, but I don't know if I have the ability to do it]

[Imitating others' cleverness]

[How disgusting, learning from others' live broadcast method and inviting a bunch of proxy to come over.]

Qingsu? Who is this?

Mu Li learned what happened from the barrage. It turned out that this person was a very famous fortune-telling blogger on a small video platform.

The video traffic was very large and the gimmicks were enough. The most famous thing was that when he just started live streaming, he helped several people find their biological parents.

The most important thing was that the Taoist Qing Su did not charge for the live streaming at the beginning.

Mu Li looked at the people who insulted him on the barrage with curiosity, and watched the original audience being led astray.

"You said I was a liar? In this case, let your master come and connect with me. There is no need to find so many people to come and bark in my live broadcast room."

As a person with 1 billion debts, Mu Li hates to cut off his financial path the most.

Finally, the live broadcast has improved, and there is another channel to make money. Now that there is such a wave, it naturally needs to be solved as soon as possible.

[Nonsense, we can't bear to see you cheating like this, it has nothing to do with Qingsu]

[We start to bully you when you can't say it. How can anchors like you who can do anything for money understand us? 】

【Tsk tsk, if you are so good-looking, why don't you become a talent host, dance, call those ugly guys "brother" a few more times, and they will give you a lot of money. Why do you have to cheat on public platforms?】

【Now you are asking for 500 yuan, will you ask for 5,000 yuan later, and 50,000 yuan later? I don't know the routine of people like you】

...

Mu Li looked at these comments and was not irritated by them at all.

These people just want to make themselves angry, say some irreversible words, and then ruin themselves.

Mu Li calculated that in this way, the blogger named Qing Su has forced many people who are in the same race with her to retreat.

There were continuous abusive messages on the barrage, and Mu Li said to them directly: "Since you don't believe me, why bother coming to my live broadcast room? I don't even know the person you are talking about, Qing Su."

Although Mu Li was short of money, he would not let himself down, and he saw that the words in the barrage were getting more and more excessive.

"Like lap dogs like you, you come up and bark before your master even says anything, just like those scabby dogs that haven't been disciplined yet."

[We haven't said anything yet and you're going crazy, it's really abnormal, let's run away]

Mu Li: "You're quite normal, if you don't look at your IQ, you really can't tell."

[You bite people randomly like a dog, and you have such a pretty face, it really ruins your good impression]

Mu Li: "Yeah, I was bitten by a dog when I was a child, so I can't help but scold when I see a dog. After all, everyone is afraid of stinky dogs."

[We didn't say anything, why are you so anxious? You're exposed, so you're talking like that. 】

Mu Li: "It's a pity not to be a chef. You can flip the pot so well. It's also because of the advanced technology nowadays that even a fool like you can play with a mobile phone."

...

Without considering the 1 billion debt, Mu Li felt quite happy when she was scolding.

Since coming to this world, Mu Li always encounters those people who are very daddy-like. Seeing her young age, they always say some specious words.

It really makes people want to slap him in the face.

These viewers who just came in basically came from the blogger they mentioned.

Just when she was having a good time scolding, a PK invitation suddenly popped up on the screen.

Mu Li didn't notice and clicked it directly, and her mouth was still outputting madly to those foul-mouthed viewers.

Before I could react, the screen was split in half.

At this moment, the comments on Mu Li's bullet screen suddenly became much less.

[Why is Qing Su here? Why is she connecting with a small anchor? ]

[Sister saw someone scolding you, and she was so angry that she came to connect]

[I want to see who this person is, his mouth is so foul.]

Qing Su looked at the group of fans cheering for her under the barrage, and the smile on her lips deepened.

Looking at the other side, the picture quality was not good, and the background was shabby.

Her eyes darkened.

"Hello, I am Qing Su, and I am a disciple of Taoist Qingshan. I wonder who this lady is from."

She said and gave Mu Li an awkward salute.

Mu Li looked at the so-called Taoist Qing Su in front of him, who had no trace of cultivation on his body.

Taoist Qingshan?

Why does it sound so familiar?

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Mu Li said strangely to the man in front of him: "I remember that Taoist Qingshan only had one disciple. You are Taoist Qingshan's disciple, then who am I?"

Taoist Qingshan is Mu Li's old master who has passed away. He is also the old man who entrusted the Taoist temple to Mu Li before his death.