Because the room was quiet when both parties were talking, the Taoist priest's murmur was like thunder and earth-shattering shock.

'I wipe it, what do you mean?Does the divine fortune teller know there is something dirty around him? '

'Isn't it obvious from his expression that there is something wrong? '

'Ah ah ah, I can't look at it, it's so scary, mom, help me! '

……

At this moment, not to mention being separated by thousands of miles of network cable, even the audience staying in the live broadcast room of Shensuanzi felt terrified. The number of people dropped instantly, and they all came to Ye Lan.

And he knew that he had exposed the truth, so he stopped pretending to be inscrutable, pulled the futon to the computer, knelt on it and told Ye Lan everything.

"I just felt something was wrong recently. The yin energy around me suddenly became so strong that I couldn't dissipate it, and my body gradually started to have problems. That's why I wanted to come to the source of the earthquake to find a solution."

"Do you think it will be useful if I do the ritual again?"

In the past month, he has tried various methods to get rid of the yin energy, and even used various exorcism methods from his colleagues from the north and the south, but unfortunately they have had little effect.

I met an expert a while ago, but unfortunately I was almost scared out of my wits. I finally regretted it when I got home, but I couldn't find him.

Nowadays, he is haunted by nightmares every night, his body is deteriorating, and he is really desperate, otherwise he would not be defeated by Ye Lan's words.

The audience in the live broadcast room had just watched the fortune teller sitting on the futon from a distance and showing his immortal style. Now when the other party came closer to the camera, they realized that his face was as golden as paper, and the large circle of green and black in front of him was extremely scary.

At first glance, it seems that the oil has run out and the lamp has dried up.

Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, Ye Lan gave him the answer.

"If you start this practice, you will only die faster."

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The fortune teller gasped, feeling his scalp numb, and his lips trembled twice, "Then... what should I do?"

This time he was really showing weakness and asking for help.

Because even the monks at Dabei Temple couldn't see those innocent souls, and Ah Yue saw those things just now in the live broadcast room, which shows how unfathomable the master's strength is.

Ye Lan never hung up the connection from the beginning, which meant that she would not ignore it, so after the other party was convinced, she calmly said: "In three hours, there will be another earthquake. What you need to do now Just use your prestige to urgently evacuate people to avoid danger."

"What...earthquake?" The Taoist priest almost doubted his ears, but when he saw the same shock on the screen, his pupils gradually dilated, "But I didn't receive a notification here."

He took out his phone and looked at the message, but there was nothing displayed on it.

"Of course I didn't notify you, because it was you who caused it." Ye Lan on the other side of the screen said this shockingly, regardless of everyone's mental capacity.

The sweat on the Taoist priest's forehead was forced out, "Master, how do you say this?"

Ye Lan glanced at the Yin Qi in his room and said slowly: "Four years ago, you used the power of merit in the world to forcibly save millions of undead souls. Unfortunately, you were not strong enough, and you ended up suppressing these undead souls under the seal. Some of them will follow you to absorb the essence."

"Now that you have returned to the sealed place and want to go through salvation again, these undead souls that have turned into evil spirits will tear you apart the moment the seal is opened, and at the same time trigger a second major earthquake."

Such natural disasters caused by evil spirits cannot be captured by ordinary seismic instruments and cannot be predicted.

The Taoist priest was very reluctant to believe this kind of rhetoric, but what happened to him was real, and the ritual ceremony that was touted by thousands of people four years ago was indeed not as perfect as the rumors said.

Was it really his own fault?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Finally, his whole body was shaking like chaff. He kowtowed towards the screen and said in an urgent tone: "Master, I beg you to give me some advice and save my life!"

No one knows better than those in Xuanmen how terrifying it is to bear a debt, so his panic at this moment has reached its peak.

The once famous fortune teller knelt down to Ye Lan in front of hundreds of thousands of spectators.

In an instant, the live broadcast room exploded.

'Fuck, fuck, is this something I can see?'Will there really be an earthquake?Bragging, right? '

'The fortune teller is a master with tens of millions of fans. If it weren't true, would he make a joke about his traffic? '

'Oh no, what should we do now? If he leaves immediately, there won't be an earthquake? '

This netizen's idea just happened to be a flash of inspiration in the mind of the fortune teller. Unfortunately, Ye Lan rejected it before he even asked.

"When you step into this place, those undead souls can no longer suppress you. It's better to block them than to comb them. Sooner or later, this will happen."

The girl's understatement blocked all his chances.

In the end, the fortune teller had to accept his fate and fell on the futon with a frustrated face. "Then I will go to the village committee now and ask the village chief to call the superiors to report. They were a key protected village four years ago. They can directly Contact the top.”

Ye Lan: "Yeah."

After hearing the affirmative reply, he no longer hesitated, stood up, put on his shoes, and hurried to the village committee with his cell phone in hand.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of viewers in the two live broadcast rooms were watching him running out, feeling both scared and curious. Some viewers who lived in the earthquake area thought it was a show and crossed their legs at home, waiting for the truth to be revealed.

When we arrived at the village committee, it happened that the village chief was on duty tonight and was about to take a break. When the fortune teller pulled him up and started broadcasting, his face was full of panic.

The other party didn't believe there would be an earthquake, so he refused to make a phone call and didn't dare to turn on the speaker.

"Master, I know you are capable, but this matter is not something to be joked about. If it gets too big, I will lose my hat."

At that time, the fortune teller's other hand had completely lost all feeling, and the black energy was so thick that it was visible to the naked eye.

He remembered what Ah Yue had said before about a child eating his hand, and his liver and gallbladder suddenly split. He slammed down his cell phone, grabbed the village chief's collar, and roared: "Hit me, hit me now, I didn't It’s your mayor who’s hosting me, if something happens, I’ll be fully responsible!”

The village chief was frightened by his crazy appearance, and tremblingly went to press the loudspeaker at the entrance of the village.

At this time, the girl's clear and melodious voice came from the mobile phone.

"Let everyone take refuge in the temple."

"Okay." The fortune teller did it immediately without hesitation.

Late at night, many people in the countryside had already turned off their lights and had a rest. When they heard the noise, they didn't bother to check their mobile phones to see if there was any official news. They hurriedly gathered the family to rush to the temple. The action was much faster than expected.

Next, the village chief dialed the city's phone number. The fortune teller's heart was beating like thunder. Although he was nervous, he gritted his teeth and took the phone, risking his life and property to let the authorities evacuate people in various areas.

About 10 minutes later, a barrage suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

'Holy shit, I just received an earthquake evacuation message, I'm in an earthquake zone! '

'Fuck, me too! '

'It turns out it's not a script, the anchor is doing it for real! '

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