The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

As soon as these words came out, the public screen immediately became boiling with excitement:

[Can the sand sculpture come back to life? Won't it fall apart? ]

[I can handle this. Sand is afraid of water. Wouldn't it melt away if a wave comes?]

[It is not recommended to destroy it directly. You can sell it at a higher price. Keeping it will attract a large number of tourists. ]

[Yes, please send me the location privately. I want to visit it.]

[What kind of work do you create? Generally, people like to carve beautiful women. If the beautiful woman comes to life, you will make a fortune. What is there to be afraid of? I would be more than happy to do so. ]

Artist Xiao Wang looked embarrassed and stammered, "She is... a beauty, but not just any beauty."

As he spoke, he moved the camera to the side, and his sand sculpture work suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

Although it was dark, one could vaguely see a strong monster with a green face and fangs, lying in front of a desk also carved out of sand, holding a paintbrush, and concentrating on painting a soft and fluffy skin of a beauty!

Just a glance scared all the netizens in the live broadcast room.

[What the hell! What the hell is that? ]

[I thought you were a beauty, but you showed me a green-faced, fang-toothed monster. My heart almost jumped out of my chest!]

[Ahhh, move away! I don’t even dare to watch the live broadcast! ]

[I recognized it, this is Painted Skin! It’s a story from “Liao Zhai”, I’ve seen illustrations online. Your carving is so lifelike!]

[Others are carving beauties on the beach, princes in castles, why don’t you carve something else, why carve a ghost? ]

Seeing that he had frightened a lot of people, the artist Xiao Wang quickly moved the camera away and said: "I'm sorry to have frightened everyone. You were scared just by looking at it, but I saw with my own eyes that this sand sculpture came back to life!"

He sighed and said, "I originally wanted to carve a normal work, but this industry is too competitive and ordinary designs can't impress people. So I simply took a different approach and designed this pattern. I didn't expect it to be selected right away. The price given was also very good..."

Sand sculptures can be simple or complex.

It only takes a few hours to carve.

Complex ones… like Xiao Wang’s work, have a lot of details and are very time-consuming to carve.

He worked day and night and forgot to eat and sleep, and only completed the main part of the work on the third night.

He was so focused that he forgot about the time. Only after he finished carving the eyeballs of the Painted Skin Ghost did he check his phone - as luck would have it, it was exactly 12 o'clock.

The rest is the texture of the desk, as well as the books, candles and other things placed next to it. It will probably take another half a day.

Xiao Wang was already very tired at that time. He stretched and prepared to go back to rest for a night and come back to finish the work tomorrow.

After walking for a while, I suddenly remembered that my bag was left on the beach, so I went back to get it.

But when he arrived at the beach, he saw a figure swaying in the distance.

He even muttered, "Who has the time to come to the beach in the middle of the night?"

Suddenly he stopped and realized that the moving figure was not a person! It was his sculpture - the Painted Skin Ghost!

The lights in the distance were shining obliquely. Under the dim light, the monster with a green face and fangs was holding a pen, leaning over the desk, drawing seriously.

After painting for a while, it put down its brush, picked up the painted skin it had just painted, looked at it, and then put it on itself like clothes.

In the blink of an eye, it changed from a green-faced, fang-toothed monster to a young and beautiful lady in ancient costume...

When talking about this scene, Xiao Wang's face was filled with great fear, and his voice was trembling: "It's so terrible, so terrible!"

"That night, I was so scared that I ran away. I was supposed to finish the sand sculpture the next morning, but how could I dare to carve it again?"

"It has been five days since what happened that night. My work has already been overdue, and the beach management has been urging me to finish it. But I really don't dare to carve anymore."

"I told them that the things I carved came to life, but they didn't believe it. The beach nearby has just been developed and there is no surveillance."

"I asked them to come over at night to check, but they refused, saying I was being unreasonable. They also tactfully suggested that I go to the psychiatric department to see if I was hallucinating."

"In the end, they said that I had to either prove that what I said was true and complete the sculpture, or I had to pay liquidated damages."

"Losing some money is actually a small matter. The key is that I am a well-known person in the circle. If my reputation is ruined, no one will ask me to carve works for them."

"I originally wanted to finish the finishing work during the day, settle the bill and leave. But I was afraid that if I left my painted skin work behind, I would get into trouble."

"This beach will be officially open in two days. What if something happens then? That's my sculpture. I will definitely be blamed."

"How can I not destroy the work? No matter what happens in the future, since this thing has evil spirits, I can't keep it."

"But I couldn't destroy it, no matter whether I used water or external force. The surface of the work had become very hard, as hard as stone."

"Today during the day, the beach management asked me why the sand sculptures were so hard? Did they use any special setting spray? Would it cause pollution to the environment?"

Artist Xiao Wang was helpless: "I have been doing sand sculpture for so many years, but I have never seen anything that can turn sand into stone, let alone use it. It must have been affected by the monster. The monster didn't want to disappear, so it made the sand sculpture very hard. In this way, this sand sculpture can last for a very long time."

Sang Feiwan listened for a long time and finally spoke: "You are right, your sand sculptures are blessed by special power, which is why they become as hard as stone."

Artist Xiao Wang said: "So I connected with the anchor today, just to ask you to help me see what is causing the trouble. If you can resolve it, please resolve it. If you can't resolve it, please help me to bear witness. I can use the screen recording as evidence for the beach management. Otherwise, I will definitely not dare to come to the beach at this time of night."

Sang Feiwan said: "I can resolve it. But I have to wait until 12 o'clock. If it's too early, the Yin Qi will not be enough to gather and form."

When the artist Xiao Wang heard this, he was relieved: "Great, host, I will wait until 12 o'clock!"

"Next, let's draw the second hexagram of the night." Having said that, Sang Feiwan decisively cut off Xiao Wang's screen and started a new round of connection.

Xiao Wang was about to ask if he could keep connecting to give himself courage, but he was half a beat late and lost the connection.

"Hey, anchor, anchor!"

New connected fans appeared on the split screen.

On the empty and dim beach, only the artist Xiao Wang was standing there stupidly, holding his cell phone.

Not far behind him was a sculpture of a Painted Skin Ghost with a green face and fangs. Perhaps it was carved too realistically, and from a distance it seemed as if the ghost was actually turning to look at him.

"Ah!" Xiao Wang screamed and ran away.