After hearing what Tang Sanmu said so eloquently, the man couldn't help but glance back. The strange mask on his face shook a few times, seeming to show the changes in his expression.
He shook his head: "I think this branch was like this from the beginning, and it hasn't changed much."
"First of all, the branches that support ghosts should be lush in the east and weak in the west.
Because wood in the east is for life, and metal is for killing in the west.
Now your branches are obviously strong in the west.
Looking at the texture of the leaves, the texture of the leaves should be pointing upwards, but now they are pointing downwards and turning black.
And you can obviously see that on your three glass bottles, the one in the middle has two cracks, and the one on the right has one crack.
Because the spirits supported by these two tree branches indirectly harmed the lives of others, the turbid air gathered in the branches, and the branches fell into the netherworld and descended, entering the bottle and bursting it.
If I guess correctly, the spirits in these two rootless locust trees must be very difficult to control recently, right? The yin energy is particularly strong, right?
The purpose of raising ghosts is to help each other, but you turned them into harming others for profit, and now you are still here brazenly saying that you are right?!"
Zhuan's chest was rising and falling, and he obviously didn't know how to proceed.
Everyone discussed in the live broadcast room:
"Master Tang, is stealing someone's luck really that serious? It's just bad luck, can it be fatal?"
"Everything has a limit. If your luck is weakened to a certain extent, you will be confused and everything will not go your way, it will easily lead to major disasters, such as illness, car accidents, etc."
"I agree with what was said above. I think Friend Feng Ping Lang Jing Qi is a good example. A person with such a good destiny can have everything go against him. That is to say, he is very lucky and has the blessing of his ancestors. If his luck is slightly worse,
Son, when I saw that I was so unlucky, and because my brain was so dizzy and so bad, I couldn't think of anything and jumped off the building, isn't this considered an indirect death?"
Zhan Yuan seemed to be thinking of an excuse to refute Tang Sanmu.
Miki continued: "You don't have to quibble, what I'm telling you now is just the obvious ones.
Let me tell you something more obscure. Looking at the crystal lamp above your head, the crystal is hanging down but uneven. I think this crystal lamp should not be like this when I first bought it, right?
A lot of crystals have fallen off recently.
Crystals are like tears. If the wind blows, the tears will fall. If they fall for no reason, it also means that someone or something in your home is guilty of evil.
Look at the corner of your room. There is a toad, which is all green. It should be an ornament used to attract wealth, right?
The toad has seven negative stars, but you may not have noticed that the seven stars on the toad's back are now incomplete and broken in the middle.
If the seven stars are broken, this is a great disaster.
The money in the toad's mouth can be turned, which means making money, but now there is a corner missing from the money in the mouth. The money is round in the sky and flat in the square, which means that the way of heaven is damaged.
Because of the missing corner, the coin becomes very fragile and will break if it is turned again.
It means that the wealth is lacking and it is difficult to move forward."
There are many more like this. Tang San originally wanted to follow the person in front of him one by one, so he could tell him that there was no point in defending.
Zhuan Zhuan suddenly growled: "That's enough!"
Then he stared at Tang Sanmu and sneered again and again: "You really think of yourself as a living god, you look so upright and awe-inspiring.
Your live broadcast is just to make money, what is the difference between us in essence?
Now you want me to be a stepping stone, stepping on me to make yourself even more popular!
It's useless. Even if what you say is true, so what? Call the police to arrest me? No, you can't be convicted.
Are you using magic to punish me? Oh, even if Master Tang has a heavenly cultivation level, it would be difficult for him to know my horoscope if he can't see my face...
I changed my appearance, and there are still a lot of people looking for me to buy luck!
But Tang Sanmu, I will leave my harsh words here today!
Since you don't give me face like this, then don't blame me for being merciless!
Wait for me to slow down, I will definitely not make it easy for you!"
After finishing speaking, the transfer will hang up the live broadcast.
Tang Sanmu quickly stretched out a hand and shouted: "Wait a minute!"
Golden Requiem: My dear, Master Tang’s voice almost made my heart jump out of fear.
Dark Angel: My friends, I’m really pissed off. How can there be such a person as Transshipment?
Nether Maniac: Alas, I roughly estimate that the transshipment must be unlucky. He also claims to know Master Tang. Don’t you know that those who challenge Master Tang in the live broadcast room will basically not end well?
Single for ten years: Haha, don’t brag. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with what Zhuan said. Tang Sanmu clearly wants to use Zhuan to rise to the top.
A single man of ten years: Now that he doesn’t know what his family looks like and he can’t meet him, what can he do?
Zhuan Zhuan was also startled by Tang Sanmu's voice, and was slightly startled: "Are you suffering from some illness?"
Tang Sanmu asked hurriedly: "Do you want to hang up with Lianmai?"
"It's boring, don't waste time."
After saying that, Lian Mai hung up directly.
The single man laughed at him for a while, causing the counterfeiters who had been silent for a long time to also follow him with various sarcastic jokes.
"I thought that Master Tang's voice could have some improvement. What's going on? Just to scare people?"
"Haha, I can't stop laughing. If Master Tang is so confident in his voice, why bother to be a metaphysics anchor? Participate in the Kyushu Good Voice."
"The main thing is to shout and see if I can scare the transshipment to death."
Tang Sanmu didn't care about these remarks and casually sent the Lianmai application again.
This naturally aroused another wave of cynicism.
Just when everyone thought it was impossible for the transshipment to connect to the microphone, his back appeared in the live broadcast room again.
At this time, he had taken off his mask and sat on the stool to look carefully at the bottle behind him.
Observing the cracks on it, it seems that the connection with Tang Sanmu's Lianmai is unknown again.
"Hey! What are you thinking about?!" Tang Sanmu suddenly asked.
Zhuan Zhuan was startled and he almost pulled the glass bottle in front of him to the ground.
Then he looked around, as if trying to see where the sound was coming from.
After turning around, Fang saw Tang Sanmu smiling and staring at him friendly: "What are you looking for?"
"You...you..." Seeing the open Lianmai, Zhuan Zhuan was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and his lips were trembling slightly.
Tang Sanmu put away the smile on his face and asked in a deep voice: "You just said you would take revenge on me later, right?"