"People with this appearance are likely to be trapped and in poor spirits.
In addition, my friend, with a face like yours, you must not do anything that is unfilial and unkind to benefit yourself at the expense of others.
Otherwise, it will cause unforeseen disasters. Losing money is a small matter, but hurting lives is a big deal."
"Ah? Heng misfortune? Master, can you explain it in more detail?
It sounds a bit confusing to me."
Tang Sanmu spoke slowly: "I was born in a worker's family, and there was no harmony at home since I was a child.
There are often intrigues between parents and brothers and sisters.”
Baiyun Piaopiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "You are right.
But Master, I already know that you are accurate in fortune-telling. I am asking you something about the spirit body.
Why has it never stopped since I moved into this house?"
The scene continued in Tang Sanmu's eyes, and he really saw the supernatural scene that the woman said.
In the middle of the night, there are dark shadows, ghost songs, ghosts gathering, and a gloomy air.
Ever since the woman moved into this newly rented house, strange things happened one after another.
Golden Requiem: Let me go, is it so exciting? All the spirits have been created?
Nether Maniac: Could you be lucky enough to see something different today?
Dark Angel: I have grown up and I have never seen those things? If they really exist, Master Tang, please let me see them no matter what!
Tang Sanmu looked at the messages in the live broadcast room and asked: "Can you see weird things every night around eleven o'clock?"
Baiyun Piaopian thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "It's about that time."
"After you woke up the next day, did you have a headache, chills all over your body, or a feeling like needles pricking your skin?"
"Occasionally, master, how do you know this? Could it be that I have been under some evil spell?"
Tang Sanmu did not respond, but said: "Friend Qi, take your phone and spin it around.
It seems to me that the house you rent is very big.
It's completely different from my family, I want to see it."
Baiyun Piaopiao forced out a smile: "Nothing..."
After saying that, he turned around in a circle.
Dark Angel: Let me go, it’s a mansion! I really can’t tell that my sister is still a rich woman! That’s awesome!
Golden Requiem: Should I rent such a big house and live alone? Your life is my dream.
Tears of West Lake Water: I would like to ask, is there still a shortage of people at home? I can cook and so on, and I have a chef certificate.
When Tang Sanmu looked at the high-end decoration, he opened his mouth slightly, full of shock.
Just now he had only seen a corner, but now he had a full view. Tang Sanmu couldn't help but ask the question that all friends wanted to know: "Renting such a big house will cost a lot of money, right?"
"I signed a three-year contract, so I can get a discount. It's not bad. It's more than 700,000 yuan in three years." Bai Yunpiao said casually.
Tang Sanmu once again asked his second soul question: "Where did you get the money?"
"I earned it myself. Master, can you tell me the truth?"
"As long as you make your own money, I just want to remind my friend that you don't want to do immoral things." Tang Sanmu said casually.
But as soon as he said this, before Bai Yunpiaopiao could say anything, many black fans exploded.
"Qiu Fu, isn't the anchor Qiu Fu?"
"Don't blame the anchor. Looking at the anchor's poor appearance, you know that he has never seen anything interesting."
"This sour taste is too disgusting, I can't handle it."
Some of these people come here to fight against fakes, there are also fans of other metaphysics anchors, and there are even newcomers who accidentally come in to follow the trend.
In short, after Tang Sanmu started the live broadcast, he truly understood that the Internet is as deep as the sea.
Many people simply want to be black and don't know what they want to do.
The black fans here are booing in excitement, and the white clouds on the other side are raising their eyebrows.
"Master, don't tell me that these things are gone. I've paid all the money. Please help me find out what's haunted."
Tang Sanmu cleared his throat: "Friend Qi, on the shelf behind you, if I read correctly, there is an incense burner, right?"
Bai Yun turned around and took a look.
The house is decorated in Chinese style overall, with various wooden furniture and solid wood carvings.
There are a dazzling array of landscape paintings and ornaments. Although they are not antiques, they are of some value.
Baiyun didn't look at these things much on weekdays. After Tang Sanmu finished talking, he searched for a long time on the shelf before he saw a bronze incense burner.
It's about the size of a fist. Although it looks antique, it's obviously old.
After all, this is a rental house, so where can I put real antiques?
Bai Yun picked up the incense burner and asked, "Master, is this what you are talking about?"
"Yes, you pick up this incense burner and put it on the coffee table opposite."
Although Bai Yun was surprised, he still followed the instructions. Unexpectedly, the moment the incense burner bowl fell on the coffee table, Bai Yun's face suddenly changed.
The phone fell to the ground with a thud, the lens pointed at the ceiling.
I don't know if the phone is broken or there is some interference. White lines appear on the screen, and there are bursts of noise coming from the microphone over there.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Yun's sharp scream pierced the sky, shaking everyone's hands in the live broadcast room.
Golden Requiem: I'll go! What's going on? Is there really a ghost?
Nether Maniac: Can simply moving an incense burner bowl have this effect?
Single for ten years: Haha, it’s obvious that the so-called master doesn’t know anything, and has given people wrong arrangements, which has caused misfortune to them!
Bai Yun's screams continued: "Master Tang! Did you see it?
Appeared! Those things appeared again! Many people, many people came towards me!
There are also sounds, have you heard these sounds?!"
Bai Yun described a very lively scene, but everyone in the live broadcast room only saw her one-man show.
Just when everyone was confused, Tang Sanmu suddenly tapped the table with his hand and murmured: "Purple air comes from the east and the fairy light descends, the Taoist mantra falls into the Yangtze River, the water turns into three pure things, and falls into the mortal world to bring good luck.
When a drop of water falls into the clear eye, all evil can be distinguished from false or true.
The two water spirits contained in the mouth are like elixirs that are better than real gold.
The three waters spilled down on the exquisite heart, and the pure and white clouds dispersed."
As the last word fell, Tang San's wooden table was knocked heavily.
It's obviously just a simple knock on the table, but it seems like every knock hits people's hearts.
Everyone in the live broadcast room felt a sense of pure heart when they heard the long voice of chanting the mantra, as if they were intoxicated.
The same was true for Bai Yun. As the last word fell, her screams stopped abruptly.
She picked up the phone with a look of fear on her face. It could be seen from her face and the sweat on her forehead that she was really frightened.
"Master Tang, have you all seen it? For some reason today, those shadows came out early!"
Tang Sanmu waved his hand: "Friend Qi, we didn't see anything.
The ghosts you mentioned are all hallucinations. Your rent for this house is much lower than the market price, right?
Do you know why the landlord wants to sign a three-year contract with you? It’s not that the landlord is stupid, but he expects you to move out!”