Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

The barrage was silent for a few seconds, then exploded.

[Anchor is performing fortune telling in the air? 】

[Coming in to look at the handsome guy, it doesn’t feel right. Let’s look again...]

[Although I like the anchor lady, but this... it’s not very good to curse people like this without any proof or proof]

These are milder doubts.

In addition, there were some unscrupulous people who were lurking in the live broadcast room. Their words were more unpleasant, and scolding her for pretending to be a ghost was an easy matter.

Du Manzhi didn't feel anything about this level of smear.

She was calm from beginning to end, her eyes calm and sincere.

"Qianzhou, you are the first person to watch my live broadcast seriously. You have helped me before, and I want to return it to you this time. Don't worry about how I found out. In short, I will not joke about this kind of thing. Please Believe me."

Amid the endless calls from everyone, Qianzhou finally responded.

[Sorry anchor, I just called my family to verify...my mother was indeed diagnosed with gastric cancer. The medical report just came out, it is early stage]

Coco Pudding: [I repeat - anchor, you are my god! 】

Suisui didn't go to bed early: [If I can offend you, brother, the elder is suddenly seriously ill. This is true. What was said before...]

Everyone here is young, and their memories are not bad.

The anchor concluded that his luck was low and his life was in danger.

He also said that his family almost had a funeral, lost money, and fell out with a business partner.

Qianzhou hesitated for a while and responded: [Everything is right. 】

Du Manzhi was not surprised.

Because the second new feature of the live broadcast system upgrade is cross-border perspective.

It’s not complicated to operate either.

When watching a certain comment, you can focus and focus on it, and you can briefly capture the image of the viewer.

The more gifts the audience has given her, the deeper the involvement, the stronger the induction, and the clearer the image effect.

Just now, she saw Qianzhou in reality.

By looking at his face, we can roughly see the disaster he is destined for.

Moreover, his luck has reached this point. If he cannot pass this test, he will have no future at all.

So she didn't need to think too much about the time period. She just had to pick out the things that would cause a major turning point in his life, put them together, and she would be right 80% of the time.

She didn't like to talk too hard, so she should always leave some room to see if he still had the heart to watch the live broadcast, so she used the uncertain "almost".

The results were all hits.

This is not a good thing for Qianzhou.

Luckily, she's there.

The last time she got through Chen Douer's situation, it was thanks to Qian Zhou's gift that provided her with raw materials. She owed him a life-saving grace.

A black barrage floated up tremblingly: [Anchor, what should I do? 】

If he is willing to believe it, then there is still hope.

Du Manzhi thought for a while and asked, "Do you have any younger siblings?"

[Yes, my brother is ten years younger than me and is in high school. 】

"Something almost happened recently?"

[Yes, the last time I watched the live broadcast, I was called away by phone because my brother almost jumped off the building]

The audience's attention was attracted by the questions and answers of these two people.

The barrage in their eyes is all white by default. In order not to affect their immediate enjoyment, they choose to leave the keyboard with their hands and concentrate on what Qianzhou says.

Du Manzhi had already entered the guest room and found no pen, ink, paper or inkstone. Fortunately, there was a teapot on the table. She weighed it and found it was half full. It was still warm when she poured it into the cup.

"You tell me your horoscope, and I will calculate it in detail."

"I need the names and dates of birth, preferably accurate to the hour, for a total of four people - your parents, you, and your brother."

Thinking that many young people may not know the time even if they remember their parents' birthdays, she added: "If you are not sure about your parents' birthdays, give me your brothers' birthdays first."

Qianzhou followed the instructions one by one.

She dipped her fingers in the tea and wrote and drew on the table.

After a while, a sentence popped out.

"Your brother is probably no longer alive."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The person with the most intense tone was of course Qianzhou: [Impossible! I personally went to the rooftop to pull him down. He was still with my dad when I called him just now]

Du Manzhi raised his eyes lightly: "I'm talking about your biological brother."

Qian Zhou almost didn't turn the corner, and it took him a while to type with trembling hands: [You mean, my brother has been impersonated? 】

Suisui didn't go to bed early: [Is there a possibility... your family carried the wrong child from the beginning? 】

Du Manzhi nodded in agreement. The girl responded very quickly.

It may also be because the True and False Qian Jinwen has become so popular in recent years.

Someone soon followed the trend and joked: The real and fake young master is actually by my side!

Du Manzhi explained: "That's right, your brother's horoscopes are very good. Normally, he won't conflict with the family or cause trouble to the family. In short, he is very popular with you."

"However, his fate was overturned by others."

"The person who replaces him will cause your career to fail and make you homeless. Now you have your parents to protect you from disaster. When they fall, you will be next."

One thing she hasn't said yet is that if Qianzhou comes into frequent contact with that person, the order may change, causing him to die early, and the white-haired person may send the black-haired person to him.

Someone thought he was smart: [I know this question. Last time, the liar under the overpass said that I was covered by dark clouds and my whole family would die. Unless I paid him to resolve it, hahaha, the anchor made up one after another. The next step is to ask for money. Alright]

Qianzhou didn't think she was a liar.

He realized that he was approaching a very unpleasant truth.

After finally calming down, he replied: [I failed three times to start a business, with a total loss of 10 million. It is true...each time it was related to my brother]

【Ten million! Brother Fu v me 50 to see my strength]

[I advise you not to be a conspicuous bag upstairs, it’s not funny at all]

Qianzhou: [Master, where is my biological brother?]

His name for her changed.

Du Manzhi sighed, "He is right behind you."

【? ? ? ? 】

[What kind of supernatural special show? It’s so funny. You two must have colluded to act. It’s quite similar to that.]

[It’s not acting... I saw the Qianzhou account used by a senior. His family is very rich. Anyone who has seen the Qian family in Ningcheng should know the Qian family]

[Ning Cheng, Qian family, the rich second generation who has failed three times in starting a business...Senior Qian Zhou? 】

Qian Zhou was breathing heavily on the other side of the screen. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he really felt a little cold today.

After coming back to his senses, he was worried that the doubts on the barrage would anger the mysterious anchor.

The connection button is on, and he directly applies for connection.

Du Manzhi passed.

Qianzhou is a haggard young man with good facial features, but his eyes are black and black, the whites of his eyes are bloodshot, and there are a few takeaway packages scattered around, which is consistent with his state of disgrace after his entrepreneurial failure.

Not far behind him, beside the shadow of the shelf, stood a thin black figure quietly, as if he did not dare to get too close to him and did not want to disturb him.

[Senior Qian Zhou! 】

Qianzhou said: "Yes, it's me. Master, what do you mean by what you just said?"

At this time, someone opened the door to his apartment with a key.

The young man is not tall, has dazzling earrings, silver hair highlights, eyebrow tattoos, and is dressed in big-name goods. At first glance, he looks like a rebellious young master from a rich family.

"Brother, have you eaten? Mom asked me to bring you a seafood porridge cooked at home. She said you don't have to worry about early-stage gastric cancer, it can be cured..."

As soon as this person appeared, the originally quiet black figure in the living room suddenly became frantic and suddenly turned to the door.