Chapter 329 Talking about supernatural powers, but thinking about business
Chapter 329: The words are supernatural, but the heart is full of business
Author: Zhai Nan
Chapter 329: The words are supernatural, but the heart is full of business
"Legend, it's just a legend. Legend has it that when you peel apples in front of the mirror at midnight, if you accidentally cut it off, you will see a ghost. Today, the anchor will perform a midnight apple skin for you!"
As midnight approaches, the most desperate live broadcast room on the entire network is opened again. He is 1.95 meters tall, strong and has a strong and tough style. He is sitting in front of the mirror, while taking care of himself.
As he said that it sounded like a very desperate plan, he lit the white candle and let the two dim flames shine the mirror even more gloomy.
[Anchor, don't be dying!]
【Yes, we won’t argue with you anymore, don’t do this kind of work!】
[Ghosts really exist, why do you just don’t understand?]
...
The barrage in the live broadcast room was noisy, but Feng Xue was sitting on a soft stool, holding a slightly bent knife, and began to peel the apple, and said while cutting:
"In order to avoid intentional cutting and unhesitation, and to increase the probability of accidentally cutting, I will limit the apple skin to a width of three millimeters, which will not only increase the difficulty of cutting apples, but also show the hands of my martial arts anchor.
Work hard.”
As Feng Xue spoke, the knife began to pass through the apple. The thin and narrow apple peel turned into strands and separated from the apple. After a few minutes, many viewers even forgot that this was a live broadcast of ghosts.
The attention was completely focused on the apple skin that seemed to be possible to break at any time.
But it was also at this moment that the bell at twelve o'clock suddenly rang. While talking about a ghost story with a little color, Feng Xue, who was lowering her head and peeling her skin, "no" noticed it, right in front of him,
In the mirror illuminated by candlelight, an arm is slowly poking out.
【Fuck, anchor, look up, mirror! mirror!
[What's the situation? The apple skin is coming out before it breaks?!]
【To meet! To meet!】
...
However, all these reminders did not seem to affect Feng Xue who was focusing on peeling. The audience could only watch the hand that stretched out from the mirror slowly approaching Feng Xue's head.
At this moment, a ray of cold wind blew, and the apple skin in Feng Xue's hand shook slightly. Feng Xue suddenly shuddered as if she was in a stress reaction, and the apple skin broke down in response.
Not only the apple skin, the knife accidentally cut his fingers. As drops of blood fell on the table and the apple, Feng Xue immediately threw down the blood-stained knife in pain, got up and turned around and did it in one go. It was already
When he was about to touch Feng Xue, his hands were immediately empty.
Not only that, the ghost hand that suddenly waved down just hit the blood that Feng Xue dripped on the table, and then suddenly retracted into the mirror as if it was electric.
"Hiss-Is there something wrong with this air conditioner? I suddenly feel a little cold..." Feng Xue found out the bleeding-stop spray and sprayed it wildly at the injured fingers, but she kept complaining about the unreliability of the electrical appliances in her mouth.
, However, at this time, the audience in the live broadcast room was powerless to complain, and they were all searching for slices, trying to find evidence to make the anchor believe there was a ghost.
However, everyone failed, and there was no record of recording or shooting the screen, leaving no evidence of the ghost hand.
Of course they couldn't keep it, because that ghost hand was actually a white ghost hand manipulated by the invisible poisonous body.
As for the mirror... it is not a mirror at all, but a layer of "demonic energy". To be precise, it is controlled by the method of "suppressing demons and restraining evil methods" in Xuanjun's Secret Sutra.
Using the assimilation and mimicry function of the demonic energy, he simulated the texture similar to a mirror. He was indeed very focused before, but he was not focused on peeling the apple, but focused on building the "picture" in the mirror with tacit understanding.
, in order to cooperate with the action of the ghost hand protruding out.
In short, it is a double act.
After working hard for a while, Feng Xue bandaged her hands back in front of the "mirror", she touched the mirror like a pantomime, which actually had no actual touch. She looked like an expression I knew:
"Now, we should believe that there are no ghosts in this world at all?"
[That's right, we have deeply believed that there are ghosts in this world!]
[I am more curious now. The ghost just now seemed to be injured by the anchor's blood.]
[The legendary ghosts are afraid of black and blood. Is the anchor a dog demon?]
【Dog monster is too much!】
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"Hey, Yuc, please play in Yuc group. If you tease the anchor like this, I will be angry as the anchor!" Feng Xue pretended to be angry and put her waist on her waist with a serious expression, while the audience kept on doing so.
Touching the barrage of [Why do you just don’t believe in ghosts] on the screen.
Seeing this, Feng Xue rolled her eyes and said:
"Ghost? I've been famous for being a village in all directions since I was a child. I'm not afraid of ghosts! I often bet with people to earn some pocket money. But what do you think?
"When I was ten years old, my neighbor's family died overnight. Everyone said that there was an evil ghost asking for his life. I bet with someone that I lived in that haunted house for seven days. I didn't have any trouble. I only realized it after that. I bet with me behind the man.
It was a real estate agent, and I was fooled into moving in to wash the name of a haunted house!
"When I was thirteen years old, I bet with people and went to the haunted hospital morgue for a month, but I didn't see a single ghost hair. Later I found out that my grandson, who had bet with me, talked with people about the short-term worker in the morgue.
The salary is much higher than the gambling money!
"When I was sixteen years old, I heard that there was a female ghost in the venue that sucked more than a dozen strong men. I worked in that factory for half a year, but I didn't see a female ghost coming to my house. I hadn't even done a spring Linxi before!
Later I realized that it was just a fool to work at my basic salary!
"I'll remind you here, don't believe in any monsters, that thing is probably for you to pay.
"For example, a place that is haunted is a haunted house. Will housing prices fall?
"Investors bought it and hired a so-called ghost catching master, do it casually, and then claimed to spend a lot of money to catch ghosts. Now they are no longer ghost houses, so housing prices have risen back, right?
“How much do you think this can earn?
"Not to mention frying out evil-proof beads, statues of gods, you can wholesale a car of things with a few credit points. As long as you package a master and create a consecration ceremony, you can immediately sell it thousands of times.
Go! That thing is not faster than cultivating idols to bring goods?
"So, there is no such thing in this world! There are supernatural things in your mouth, but there is business in your heart! Do you know about business?!"
【Fuck, I feel like I was convinced…】
【Be rational! Think about the hand just now!】
【It's not so good. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have believed it!】
[That, is there a possibility that those places are actually haunted, but the anchor is desperate?]
【It is really possible if you say this!】
[So I'm curious about where the factory where the girl is? It's not other meaning, I just want to do odd jobs and earn pocket money...]
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Seeing the barrage running more and more, Feng Xue forcibly restrained the urge to rise the corners of her mouth, because at this moment, another label appeared on him-