"In the days to come, I will give you some metaphysical knowledge and techniques.
If you are interested, you can keep it in mind."
After Tang Sanmu finished speaking, everyone in the live broadcast room was very excited and expressed their agreement.
"So, we all have the chance to become people like Master Tang in the future?"
"You're overthinking it. It's just some basic science knowledge. I'm afraid Master Tang's abilities won't be reached in a while, right?"
"I think I must be very talented in this area, but I have never been able to study. This is an opportunity."
While everyone in the live broadcast room was talking, two pieces of news suddenly came into the mix.
Approachable: Hello, Master Tang.
Approachable: Can I still connect to wheat now?
After Tang Sanmu saw the news, he sat up straight and said, "It's okay, friend, it's still the old rules."
Wen Yiren immediately rewarded him with five hundred yuan, and Tang Sanmu handed over Lian Mai.
Opposite was a gloomy, ghost-like man in his thirties.
But he was extremely decadent, with an unkempt beard and a pale face.
The dark circles under his eyes were heavy, and he was looking straight at the camera.
After seeing the connection, the man clasped his hands into fists and said in a hoarse voice, "Hello, Master Tang."
Tang Sanmu took a look at this man's face: "The black energy of Mingmen has increased, and his eyes have a murderous look.
You used the power of the netherworld to kill people?"
Such a face is very obvious, and it looks like it is the face of someone who has suffered backlash after raising a ghost and killing someone.
Wen Yiren smiled bitterly: "Never, never killed anyone, never raised ghosts.
But something is indeed haunting me during this time, something that is devouring my flesh and blood and torturing my soul."
As the approachable man spoke, he fixed the phone on the table and took off his shirt.
The moment the upper body was exposed, many practitioners' breathing stopped for a moment, as if their hearts were being severely grabbed.
What kind of body is this? There are scars all over the body, and there are even many traces of bones on the hands.
It was obvious that his body seemed to have been invaded by some corrosive liquid.
Those bloodstains and scars were extremely horrifying. Tang Sanmu stared at them for a while, and his psychic eye moved naturally.
But what I saw was what happened to this man before. What exactly was injured was covered up and could not be seen at all.
Either this thing is outside of cause and effect, or something that hurts people is outside of cause and effect.
What the psychic treasure eye sees is the daily life of a man. From the picture, it can be seen that the man is indeed an honest person. He only cares about everything, has almost no unnecessary things, and basically does not socialize.
Just now, his face clearly showed that he was using the power of the underworld to kill people, but now such a picture did not appear in the eyes of the spirit treasure.
The precious eye closed and Tang Sanmu took a deep breath: "When did these scars on the body appear?"
“It can appear at any time, just like a skin disease.
It started growing three days ago, and one piece appeared. After a large area was corroded, another piece appeared.
Some are more serious, and some can only be described as average.
But as long as it leaves a mark, it is permanent.
And I can feel that these scars have no tendency to stop, they will continue until I die!"
It must be said that his intuition was very accurate, and Tang Sanmu felt the same way after seeing these traces.
Then Tang Sanmu asked: "Have you noticed anything unusual in the people around you recently?
Or what happened to my enemy?"
The man shook his head: "I basically don't make enemies with others.
It would be even more impossible if the enemy had an accident."
"What about Wang Peng? Don't you have any conflicts with him? Five days ago, he made a mistake in the company, but he forced the blame onto you.
It's hard for you to say anything." Tang Sanmu said seriously.
Although the psychic eye cannot see any evil spirits harming people, it can still see these things in life clearly.
Wen Yiren was stunned for a moment and swallowed: "How do you know Wang Peng? This person doesn't have much interaction with me!
Can you even see this?"
Golden Requiem: Did you see it? Friends, a classic question has arisen.
I am Little Pineapple: Haha, that’s right, I haven’t watched Master Tang’s live broadcast for so long, but it still feels familiar.
Nether Mania: The classic question of how you can tell is a question that has been raised countless times.
The approachable person was stunned for a few seconds. After seeing the messages on the screen from his friends, he seemed to suddenly react.
Then he bowed heavily and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Master Tang.
My thoughts were confused and I offended you by asking something I shouldn’t have asked!”
Tang Sanmu waved his hand: "That's okay, it's just that I'm going to ask you a question later. You must think carefully before answering me.
Wang Peng, where are you now?"
"He asked for leave. He said there was something going on in his hometown and he went home to do some work." He replied in an approachable manner.
Then he responded in panic: "Master Tang, you don't think it was me who got him, do you?
This is absolutely impossible! Ever since I was a child, I really didn’t have the guts to kill a chicken.
And Wang Peng and we were just arguing about work matters, it was just a minor dispute.
That afternoon, we were as good as one person."
Tang Sanmu nodded: "I'm just asking casually, you don't need to be too nervous."
After finishing speaking, he paused and asked: "Where is Zhang Xian? Your leader, he criticized you a week ago.
And he also threatened that if you can’t complete the task within a week, you will pack up and leave.”
"Yes, there is such a thing. Zhang Xian is the leader, and he always likes to shout and drink.
It is commonplace to impose some bizarre tasks on low-level employees and receive training.
I think a lot of people in the company were reprimanded or felt sorry for him!" explained Guanren.
"Where is Mr. Zhang Xian?" Tang Sanmu asked.
"I went home to worship my ancestors. I heard that I also asked for leave from the company."
Tang Sanmu nodded thoughtfully: "Everyone who has interacted with you has asked for leave.
And after taking leave, I never appeared in your sight again.
Don’t you think it’s a little strange?”
The approachable man's eyes suddenly widened, and he swallowed his saliva and hurriedly explained: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
How could you doubt me? Master Tang, I just..."
At this point, Wen Yiren was speechless for a moment, mainly because he didn't know how to explain it at this moment.
It's really such a coincidence that these two people actually asked for leave.
But the only known information so far is about asking for leave, so I don’t dare to think about it in depth...
However, he did not dare to imagine that his friends listed all the worst situations:
"Let me go, friend Qi, you don't look like a cold-blooded person!"
"No way, friend Qi, do you really not know where those two people have gone?"
"Didn't you say that we've gotten back together? Besides, judging from this friend's words and deeds, he shouldn't invite ghosts to kill people because of workplace disputes!"
Everyone was talking a lot, and the already pale face of the approachable person became even paler.
The dark circles under his eyes were red, and he cried: "Master Tang, this is no joke.
I just want you to help me see a doctor.
Why do you think of me as a murderer now?!"
Tang Sanmu shook his head: "Friend Qi, I never said you were a murderer."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm just curious. Now that you and the colleague you had conflicts with have turned enemies into friends, do you still have hatred in your heart?"
"I……"
Before Wen Yiren could say anything, Tang Sanmu reminded him: "Friend Qi, you must think of your answer carefully.
This issue is very important.”
Wen Yiren swallowed and looked at the scars on his body: "The workplace is like this. Most of the time, it's superficial and friendly.
Just like other people, they are polite to me on the surface, but they also poke my spine secretly."