The exorcist's face turned green and red, and he was speechless for a while.
His fans were making a lot of noise there, and some even jumped directly to Tang Sanmu to curse:
"I thought I was really asking an exorcism master to check my brain, but I didn't expect that he was here to ruin things."
"How can someone as great as an exorcist master be afraid of a rat like you? I really can't bear to laugh."
"You are still talking about stealing people's lives. Can lives be stolen?"
Tang Sanmu saw such remarks and sneered: "In metaphysics, seeking benefits at the expense of other people's lives is stealing lives!
Those who steal people's lives under the guise of yin and yang matters are blaspheming ghosts and desecrating gods, adding more sin to sin.
Exorcist, you are in front of these many gods and Buddhas every day, and you are deceiving people with your evil words, do you really not know that God is watching what people are doing?"
As Tang Sanmu said this, the exorcist swallowed his saliva and slapped the table hard: "You idiot, you are talking nonsense.
When have I ever taken someone else’s life? Anyone can make up stories!”
"On the fifth day of March last year, a young man asked you to help his father see a doctor. The old man obviously had a foreign body in his abdomen and was in unbearable pain, but you let him eat incense ash.
Do you remember this? But you may not know it.
There was something in the stomach, but after eating something that was difficult to digest, the abdomen was as bloated as an ox, and he died."
"On the eighth day of October the year before last, it was winter in the north. A woman and her child came to you for medical treatment.
The child originally had a high fever and was suffering from lung inflammation, but you asked the child to use the talisman you sent him.
By the time the talisman arrives, the child has already missed the best time for treatment.
A woman came to you to cry, but you said she was doing it just to gain popularity, and you called on your fans to bully her online. You attacked her repeatedly, causing her to become mildly depressed.
There are many more situations like this, do you want me to come with you one by one?!"
The muscles on the exorcist's face twitched, and cold sweat was already flowing down his face.
He couldn't understand how Tang Sanmu could know so clearly. Was it just because he saw his face?
This is too ridiculous. The problem is that there are some things that he himself does not know. His so-called exorcism and treatment of diseases are just a one-time deal.
After earning this money, life or death is determined by fate, and the rest has nothing to do with you.
"For people like you, who treat human life as a child's play, you will never escape the blame for your crimes." Tang Sanmu scolded angrily.
The exorcist thought about it and couldn't figure it out, but looking at the live broadcast room, there were many messages supporting his voice.
It also made his head spin, and a rush of blood rushed straight to his forehead: "It's nonsense, it's all nonsense, who can believe what you said!"
But at this time Tang Sanmu didn't care whether he believed it or not, because at this time many fans who came to see him for medical treatment all made their voices heard:
"I was talking about how my child got better after using your method. Later, he found an old Chinese medicine doctor to cure him. At that time, I always thought it was an operational error."
"No one believed me when I said it before, but you should believe it now. This person is really a liar."
"I am the mother of the child that anchor Tang mentioned just now. I have been wanting justice for the past two years, but there is nowhere to redress my injustice. Thank you Master Tang for speaking out for the weak here!"
In the exorcist live broadcast room, there are actually some victims mixed in, and they are all trying to find ways to make a sound.
But there are so many fans of Exorcist that every time they express their opinions, they are regarded as just to gain popularity, and no one pays attention to their own posts.
As a result, many victims can only struggle with online violence.
Now, with Tang Sanmu's remarks, their voices were finally heard.
Tang Sanmu's fans also poured into the live broadcast room at this moment, and they competed wildly with Exorcist fans. Although the number was small, Exorcist himself was already at a disadvantage.
Naturally, fans' limelight was quickly overshadowed, and now a large part of Exorcist's fans have turned against him and believed what Tang Sanmu said.
They all condemned the evil spirit of the exorcists.
The exorcist's lips trembled: "How can you say that about me? Aren't you all my loyal fans?
Why should you believe them, why..."
But such misfortune was useless, the vicious curse came as expected, and the former fans suddenly turned into sharp knives.
Tang Sanmu shook his head slightly: "Don't you understand? Those who play with people's hearts will also be played by people's hearts.
This live broadcast is a double-edged sword. Your fans can lift you high, but they can also bring you down hard in the end."
The exorcist finally stopped pretending, panting like an ox, and sneered: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I've made enough money anyway.
The money in hand is enough for me to be worry-free for the rest of my life!”
Tang Sanmu also laughed: "Silly brother, have you forgotten the face I just showed you?
A person's life should be colorful, but when your colors are over, your life will only be black and white."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Sanmu picked up a talisman from the table, and the talisman condensed a faint light of fire.
Then he pointed slightly at the camera, as if to indicate to the exorcist to look behind him.
The exorcist also turned around obediently and took a look, and then his expression changed drastically. All the Buddha images that were originally on the shelf turned away from him at some point, and some of them even shook a few times before falling to the ground and smashing into pieces.
The soul in the clay body closed its eyes, sighing and never looking back.
Golden Requiem: Holy shit, when did this happen? Have you guys seen it?
Nether Maniac: I didn’t see it, I just looked at my brother’s face and it twitched.
I am Little Pineapple: But are these all the masterpieces of Master Tang?
Tang Sanmu shook his head: "Yes, and no.
The person who exorcises evil spirits has already established his evil roots and is just waiting for them to blossom and bear fruit.
I just used the talisman to push him a little to advance the retribution, so as to prevent him from killing more people."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lights on the exorcist's side suddenly flashed violently and made a sizzling sound.
It's like a lightbulb is about to burst at any moment.
As the lights flickered, one could clearly see black shadows appearing behind the exorcist.
The outline of the shadow becomes clearer and weirder.
They all bared their teeth and danced their claws, made various weird postures, cried or laughed, and couldn't stop hearing them.
The two women behind the exorcist collapsed and screamed, running into the distance.
The two people's live broadcast room was also filled with excitement, with exclamations and words of fear scrolling crazily on the screen.
The exorcist turned around and looked at these figures, trembling and asked: "What are these! What spell did you use on me!"
“If you always think about ghosts and ghosts, the ghosts will naturally respond to your expectations.
I just don’t know if you can bear this expectation? Anyway, you are an exorcist, and your magic power is great, so you will have a lot of work in the future." Tang Sanmu said with a smile.
At the same time as there were bursts of shrill screams, the phone seemed to be disturbed and flickered more and more violently.
In the end, the screen went black, and the microphone was completely disconnected, but the exorcist's sharp screams still echoed in my ears and could not be dissipated for a long time.
Tang Sanmu was silent for a moment and said slowly: "People who exorcise evil spirits have a responsibility, and ignorant people also have a responsibility.
It is necessary to distinguish clearly what is a disease and what is an evil disease, and do not be superstitious and delay the best opportunity for treatment."
The friends below expressed their support. Tang Sanmu looked at the time and saw that it was getting late, so he hung up the microphone.
Then I picked up Lingbao Pavilion, and my merit points increased by forty tonight.
While Tang Sanmu was looking at Lingbao Pavilion, he suddenly thought of the items for sale in Lingbao Pavilion today. Although they were ordinary, the words marked on them were very interesting.
Thinking of those words, he suddenly whispered softly: