Chapter 48: Chase, Completed
[It's amazing that the person who requested the petition still has this attitude when I first met him. 】
[I can't even say nice things when asking someone to do something for me.]
The next second, Zhang Zhiye looked at his account and saw a button appear on it saying Xuan Yue invites you to connect.
Zhang Zhiye's greasy face immediately appeared in the live broadcast.
He smiled: "Master Xuan Yue, you are finally willing to pay attention to me. I will send you the address and we will make an appointment. I will take you to see my haunted house."
Shen Wangshu: “Send me the address.”
[Sending the address right now? No, Master Xuanyue, my goodness, this person is so rude.]
[Speechless. I originally had a good impression of Xuan Yue. If I had the ability, I would help others instead of this person.]
【Unfollow.】
Zhang Zhiye looked at the comments on the barrage and smiled smugly, "You guys are just jealous of me. If you have the guts, you can get Xuan Yue to connect with you, right, Xuan Yue?"
While trying to get close to her, he sent her his address.
He could already foresee that he would be able to take advantage of this opportunity to ride on Xuan Yue's popularity, reach the peak of his life, and marry a beautiful, rich woman.
Shen Wangshu looked at the address and said, “I’ll ask Tao Ke to flash and send you a talisman.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the barrage of comments began to echo with a series of hahahahahahs.
[This is the second time I've mentioned Tao Ke. Everyone, take note, there really is something fishy going on.]
【What the hell, the takeaway has arrived, hahaha. 】
[Damn, stop laughing, this is terrifying.]
[The above person said that human fear comes from insufficient firepower. At worst, we will become ghosts after death. We have everything ghosts have, so why should we be afraid?]
Zhang Zhiye's face was stern. "What does this mean? A talisman can solve the problem of my haunted house? If ghosts can deliver talismans, and ghosts are not afraid, then what use is this talisman?"
Shen Wangshu said: "Of course it can be used, but it's not a talisman to drive away ghosts, it's a talisman to attract ghosts."
The barrage of comments was filled with a series of question marks.
Zhang Zhiye stood up and said, "Xuan Yue, what do you mean? Look at all the fans, this isn't helping people, this is harming them. Oh my God, this is unjust."
A man was wailing on a piece of paper, crying as soon as he said he would, but before the tears fell, he opened his eyes wide and looked at a talisman that suddenly appeared at the head of his bed.
The cinnabar on the talisman looked like blood and exuded an ominous aura.
The temperature in the rental house also dropped.
The live broadcast only showed a picture of a sheet of paper with eyes wide open.
[What's going on? Why did it stop suddenly?]
【Ahhh, what happened? Can anyone tell me? 】
"Shameless brother, please say something. Are you being strangled by a ghost?"
[Master Xuanyue, what's going on? ]
【Please give me an answer.】
Danmu has a strong desire for knowledge.
Shen Wangshu finally spoke: "Zhang Zhiye, a junior high school dropout, was sentenced for secretly filming women's skirts. After being released from prison, he worked in real estate sales and found that filming videos of haunted houses could be popular."
"But because the editing techniques were so poor, the popularity gradually decreased, so he suddenly had the idea to take advantage of my popularity."
"I'm so happy today, I'll just fulfill this little wish of yours."
"Bye, everyone. I hope you all have a good sleep tonight."
Zhang Zhiye finally recovered from the paralyzing fear that had him all over his body, and his eyes were filled with tears and snot.
"Master, Master, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please save me."
But Xuan Yue’s live broadcast has been turned off.
The entire screen was filled with only his crying face.
He pointed the camera at the head of the bed.
"Are there any other masters? Please save me. This talisman suddenly appeared out of thin air. It's not a show, it's not a script. Really, I was wrong. Master Xuanyue, I will never dare to do it again."
The sound of Zhang Zhiye crying miserably and fearfully came from the live broadcast room.
In the hospital ward.
A hunchbacked old man with a young man beside him.
The frightened voice begging for mercy on the phone continued.
The old man looked at the girl on the hospital bed.
Except for the missing part of the little finger, the other injured parts have shown obvious signs of improvement after treatment.
A hoarse and muddy voice came out of the old man's mouth: "Something is wrong, something is wrong."
"Once someone enters the formation, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping, let alone surviving."
He pointed his finger and gave instructions, "Ask for the address, we'll go check out the talisman. I want to get to know this Xuan Yue and see who he is."
The young man saluted and said, "Old Ancestor, this matter requires further consideration."
The old man stood with his hands behind his back and raised his face. His face was extremely skinny, with age spots all over his face and his eyes were cloudy.
"Ren Liu, what do you mean by that?"
Ren Liu still cupped his hands and said, "Old Ancestor, I see that tonight's weather forecast says there will be no clouds and no rain, and the calculations are the same. However, this Xuan Yue predicts heavy rain and strong winds. We can wait for one night and test this person's cultivation."
The old man snorted coldly, "I'm afraid of a kid who talks nonsense. He's ruined my clan's century-long plan, and now it's done. You can tolerate it, but I can't."
"Who are you?"
The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a couple walked in from outside.
Ren Liu quickly said, "Let's see the patient. Isn't this bed 923?"
The wife said, "This is bed 823. You've gone to the wrong floor."
Ren Liu quickly apologized: "Sorry, we went the wrong way."
He took the old man away, and was ridiculed by the old man when he left.
The wife looked at her daughter lying on the hospital bed and wiped away her tears with heartache: "This child is really something. How could she suddenly want to go on an adventure? Such a beautiful child, after waking up, she found out that her finger was missing. How can she bear it?"
The husband was furious: "That's what she deserves. She's an adult now, doesn't she know what she can and can't do? It's you who spoiled her so much that she's lawless. Even if she loses a finger, just calm down."
The wife cried: "Listen to what you are saying."
The husband kicked over the stool and said: "If you can live together, live together. If you can't live together, then divorce."
With just one sentence, he made his wife shut up.
Ren Liu and the old man left the hospital and came to the address given on the paper.
This is an urban village. The narrow roads are littered with garbage, and flies and cockroaches are everywhere.
Zhang Zhiye came down to greet the two of them. His live broadcast was still on, fearing that something might happen to him.
The people in the live broadcast room are all here to watch the fun.
He became famous, but this kind of fame was not what he wanted.
Therefore, when I see someone contacting him, I don’t care whether he is a real master or a fake one.
As long as there is someone to help him, they are all masters.
Zhang Zhiye walked towards the rental house while cursing, "That Xuan Yue is really ungrateful. I didn't mean to take advantage of his popularity. I just wanted him to see my haunted house, but he ended up hurting people like this. Master, you have to help me."
The old man saw the talisman.
He narrowed his cloudy eyes, trying to see more clearly, and reached out to tear off the talisman paper.
But as soon as his hand touched the talisman paper, a wound suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand. Blood spurted out of the wound and was all absorbed by the talisman paper.
The entire scene was recorded live.
The old man pulled back his palm and said angrily, "You little bastard."
The "little scoundrel" Shen Wangshu was jogging up the stairs with a book in his hands.
The corners of her lips curled up, hunted, completed.
She pushed open the back door of the classroom, and a little sweat broke out on her forehead.
Then he was caught red-handed by Teacher Gu on the podium.
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