Mysterious recovery: The female anchor was scared to cry at the beginning

"Master Bai, may I ask, are you there?!"

The voice was an extremely thick male voice, which sounded very hurried.

Bai Ran was taken aback, got up and opened the door.

Standing at the door was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He looked tired and stared at Bai Ran with dull eyes.

"Master Bai, please, please save me!"

After the man finished speaking, he was about to kneel on the ground, but Bai Ran hurriedly took his hand: "If you have anything to do, let's talk after you come in."

In the store.

The man held the white steaming teacup in his hand, and after taking a sip, his legs stopped shaking.

Bai Ran spoke slowly: "Tell me, what's going on."

The man hesitated for a while, then organized his words, and said: "My name is Zhang De, and I am a contractor at our Qingcheng Shangyue construction site. The matter started about half a month ago. That afternoon, I had something to leave As a result, one of my workers fell to his death!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Bai Ran frowned slightly.

"Go on."

Bai Ran spoke in a low voice.

"When I rushed back to the construction site, it was already evening. I saw my worker at the funeral home. His body was horrifying. A steel bar thick as a wrist pierced his chest directly. There was no good flesh on his body. Even the bones are all broken!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't sit still anymore.

"Damn it, the Shangyue construction site is right next door to my house. It seems that someone died at the beginning of time, but I haven't heard of any trouble!"

"Hiss, brother upstairs, you have to be careful, maybe... that thing is at your house now."

"Brother, look back, why are your curtains...moving!"

"Don't scare people, are you full and full? If this really scares something good or bad, can you take responsibility?"

The barrage is very lively.

And when Zhang De said this, his face had turned as white as paper.

"Aren't you a construction site contractor who is well-informed? Why are you so timid?"

Bai Ran asked slowly.

heard.

Zhang De's eyes began to dodge a little: "I...I...I..."

"You got stuck with him?"

Bai Ran told the truth.

"Correct!"

When he heard this sentence, Zhang De immediately nodded his head, "It really is Master Bai, yes, what you said is correct, I... I was indeed by him, no, to be precise, it was by him The ghost is entangled!"

"This worker belongs to the category of violent death, which can be regarded as a violent death. Generally speaking, monsters like this are resentful existences, and their strength is much stronger than ordinary monsters.

but……"

Speaking of this, Bai Ran paused.

"But what?"

Zhang De's curiosity has been completely aroused.

"However, Heng Sigui will not casually find irrelevant people to harass, in other words... His death, is it related to you?!"

Bai Ran suddenly looked at Zhang De, his gaze was like a falcon, which made people feel hairy.

Gollum.

Zhang De's Adam's apple rolled violently a few times.

Immediately, Zhang De stammered: "Master Bai, you...you are right...his death is indeed related to me...."

really!

Bai Ran's inference is correct.

Netizens were once again convinced by Bai Ran's reasoning.

"The anchor's inference is true, it is a powerful group!"

"Anchor, were you a psychological teacher before!"

"Death trick, this thing... is not easy! I heard a trick master tell me that this trick is invincible among its peers."

"I can't wait to find out what's next!"

Along with the barrage, there were also a lot of small gifts, so Bai Ran's points increased a lot.

"Then you go on."

Bai Ran motioned for him to continue.

"Master Bai, please, save me, help me get a tattoo of a Bodhisattva, Buddha and other gods to bless me! I... I will really die!"

Zhang De didn't answer the question, and knelt down in front of Bai Ran with a plop, tears streaming from his nose.

see.

Bai Ran's eyes were gloomy: "Zhang De, I don't know the specific situation yet, how can I help you?"

"You are a tattoo artist, you just need to help me get a tattoo!"

Zhang De's tone suddenly became a little more serious, obviously unwilling to mention the reason.

next second.

Bai Ran smiled faintly: "Zhang De, if you are hiding something from me, then I'm sorry, you can leave on your own, besides, I'm not a tattoo artist, I'm a tattoo artist, I don't know what other people's habits are, but here I am , there is a rule, that is... I don't tattoo people who don't understand, don't understand!"

He is a shadow tattooist.

But all the tattoos he draws are spiritual.

If you help others rashly, if something goes wrong, you will be punished.

"I'll give you money!!"

Zhang De hoarsely said, "Don't you just want money? Here is 1 yuan! Is it enough!"

Done.

He directly threw a stack of red notes on the tea table.

Bai Ran's face was very ugly.

This is so... It's obvious that he is humiliating himself with money!

However, 1 yuan is a bit small.

Bai Ran didn't raise his eyes: "You go, my small temple can't accommodate your big Buddha."

"you!"

Zhang De became angry, "Bai Ran, what do you mean?! Why don't you give me a tattoo!"

heard.

Bai Ran smiled casually: "Zhang De, even if you don't tell me, I already know the whole story. I can only say... Heaven's sins are forgiven, but self-inflicted sins cannot live!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang De wilted instantly like an eggplant beaten by frost.

He plopped again, knelt on the ground, and tightly grasped Bai Ran's trousers with both hands.

"Master Bai, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please help me!"

Zhang De has completely put down his armor.

see.

Bai Ran squinted his eyes: "I can't help you with this matter. I can only say that... I have done it myself. People only live for a hundred years, and there are many things that are more important than money. You can go."

boom--!
Zhang De's brain was buzzing.

However, netizens felt very relieved.

"Good job, that's what the anchor wants to do, but don't be a soft-legged shrimp."

"Zhang De is not a good bird at first sight, this kind of person must not be helped!"

"That's it."

"Anchor, is there any discount for fans to get tattoos at home?!"

"Hehehe, anchor, I'm your die-hard fan. I grew up watching your live broadcast, emmm, so can you have any tattoos to increase your luck? I'm still a student and have no money. Can I get a discount? ah!"

Send Zhang De away.

It will be late.

After locking the door, Bai Ran got into the Sha County Hotel not far away.