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

Lin Rong is also a person who enjoys watching the excitement without taking it too seriously.

He came close to Qianzhou and asked in a breathy voice: "How are the Xu family?"

Qianzhou was stunned for a moment. Based on his understanding of Master Lin... I am afraid that what he wanted to ask was not - is the Xu family easy to mess with?

In other words, he wanted to eat this melon today, but he didn't want to cause trouble.

Sooner or later, Qianzhou will go home and inherit the family fortune. People in his circle generally don't have trouble with anyone easily.

However, who let his precious little brother, who is separated from the yin and yang, float next to him.

Young Master Zhen stared at the direction where the ambulance whined and drove away, scratching his head and ears.

Just like Lin Rong, she looked like she hadn't had enough.

Qianzhou suppressed a smile and pointed at the car he drove.

"Let's go and have a look together."

Oh yeah! Lin Rong waved her hand towards the screen: "Let's go to the hospital now to protect the privacy of the person involved. We won't broadcast it live to you later. We will talk about it when we have a chance."

[If you don’t take me with you, write it down in a notebook]

[An immature suggestion: Master Lin, please open a paid gossip group for wealthy people. One secret a day for three hundred and sixty-five days. With this kind of group, I can top up my annual fee]

[Shuai Bi, read the previous article! 】

[Is there such a good thing? Raise your hands to support! 】

[Why only raise your hands? Has your foot been amputated? 】

Despite the enthusiastic efforts of the viewers to stay, Lin Rong decided to disconnect. He was afraid that some viewers who lived in the local area would get the address from the live broadcast room and go to the hospital to disrupt order.

Qian Xiaohua's mother and daughter were arrested, and the Xu family's father and son escaped.

All that remains is to take the time to invite someone to your home and perform a purification ceremony.

Du Manzhi left a private message on Xiao Xu's account.

She also recommended an acquaintance who lived in the same city as Xiao Xu.

In the past, in order to prevent Granny Bai's paper-making shop from going bankrupt, in addition to improving her skills, she also made friends. Although she is no longer in that world, her network of contacts will still be stable for a while, and Lin Rong is proof of that.

[I just saw the anchor yawning. You won’t just yawn tonight, right? 】

[No, no, no, do practitioners who are so powerful still need to sleep? (Pump me, slap me, slap me)]

Du Manzhi smiled.

"I am a human being, not a god. Why don't I want to sleep? Cultivation is not about going against nature. Eat when you are hungry and rest when you are sleepy. If you go against human instinct and force a result, it is not called practice. It is called being possessed. "

[Is this why you broadcast it every three days? 】

[Stop making excuses, you are just lazy! 】

【Hurry up and draw the next one! 】

"Okay, okay, I can't beat you, next."

The second lucky audience member she clicked followed the old rules and was covered by a dark cloud again.

This man was also obedient. After giving the gift, he didn't need to ask any more questions. He just explained it honestly.

In fact, since most people in life have reached the stage of actively seeking divination from God, there must have been some signs around them that make them feel very strange and cannot be explained by common sense.

Only when there is no solution based on your own experience and those of those around you will you seek help from others.

At a time when scammers are rampant, Du Manzhi, a fortune-telling anchor, emerged. Her popularity has provided a way out for such people.

It's a blessing to her.

The problem this viewer encountered was relatively simple.

He went back to his hometown some time ago.

The purpose is to collect bones for his grandfather.

……

Bone picking is a traditional secondary burial.

This custom is still retained in some areas of the country.

A certain number of years after the deceased is buried, choose an auspicious day to open the coffin, take out the bones and burial objects one by one, clean them, and then choose a good day to bury them in a place with better feng shui.

People believe that doing so can fulfill one's filial piety and is also beneficial to the prosperity of the family.

In the audience's ancestral homeland, a professional bone picker is usually hired to do the work, and as a descendant, he has to hold a black umbrella next to the grave to pick up the spirits of the dead.

The problem lies in this black umbrella.

The audience said angrily: "I'm really mentally ill. I took my son with me. This brat told him to stay in the hotel, but he didn't listen and sneaked to the mountains to play with drones!"

The drone suddenly lost control and fell from the sky, smashing through the black umbrella and injuring the spectator. His head was bleeding on the spot and he was sent to the hospital for several stitches!

Such a thing happened at the important bone collection site! The older generation shook their heads after hearing this, it was so unlucky.

The spectator's son knew that he had gotten into a big trouble, and he remained well-behaved on the way back.

But when he returned home, his living habits changed!

The audience lowered their voices: "My wife discovered it first. My wife is mysophobic, and that kid is just like his mother. The first thing he does when he comes in is wash his hands. Now he doesn't wash his hands. He drinks tea as soon as he comes in."

Not only does he drink tea, but he also uses the enamel cup that belonged to his grandfather during his lifetime.

Bang, bang, bang, a big glass was consumed.

"In the past, he didn't like to eat ginger. He would pick out even a tiny bit of ginger in the dishes. Now it's the other way around! That day I saw him buying snacks in front of the school. The old-fashioned pickled candied ginger was also what his grandfather loved to eat. !”

There are a lot of details beyond that.

The audience felt sad.

His big, lively boy was promoted overnight.

Live like a little old man!

Du Manzhi wanted to laugh, but was embarrassed to laugh too loudly.

"You mean, you suspect that your grandfather's soul is possessing your son?"

The audience said: "Yes, I'm just afraid of this! Alas, my relationship with my father has always been very good, but after all, Yin and Yang are separated. Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust. He had no regrets when he left, so why did he come back so suddenly? It’s over…”

He couldn't think of a reason no matter how hard he tried.

I don’t know what the old man wants to do.

Are you short of food and clothing down there?

Or simply homesick?

These days, seeing his son completely different, he and his wife were so worried that they couldn't sleep well.

I wanted to ask him face to face, but I was afraid of disturbing the souls of the dead.

I want to ask the master to do it, but I am afraid that it will chill the old man's heart.

But just leave it alone, as I'm worried about the impact on my son's health.

Dilemma.

Today I caught up with the online celebrity anchor. He saw the news in his circle of friends and came over to try his luck with the idea of ​​giving it a try.

"Maybe I'm quite lucky. With so many people watching, I got the second one." The audience said in a more relaxed tone.

[The less he knows, the higher his happiness...from this perspective, he is lucky]

[You were beaten next to your ancestor's grave. Don't you know what your ancestor wanted to remind you? 】

[I know this question - bloody disaster! 】

Du Manzhi took a sip of tea and pointed behind him with a smile: "He's here. I'm here to protect you. Just feel free to ask and see what he wants."

The audience member was a round-faced man in his thirties. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment and felt a sudden chill down his back.

Who is coming?

A little head poked its head out of the door behind him, blinking at the camera.

Was discovered.

The little boy looked at his father for a few seconds, then walked out very maturely, hands behind his back.

The back is slightly arched, and it does have a bit of an elderly person's walking gait.

"Is the computer so fun to stay up so late?"

……

Perhaps because of the childhood shadow of being chased and beaten by his grandfather with a bamboo whip, or perhaps because of the psychological expectation of his grandfather being a ghost, this viewer subconsciously stepped back on his computer chair.

The little boy walked over to the screen.

His eyes passed by the mechanical keyboard on the desktop, to the alien-style chassis, and then to the gaming-specific curved screen in front of the man.

The envy in his eyes is not difficult to detect.

Children are like this when they look at toys that they have been fascinated by for a long time.

Du Manzhi suppressed his laughter and said nothing, waiting for the audience to react.

[No, why do I think this guy is just faking it]

【I am reborn and become my great-grandfather】

[Good guy, why didn’t I remember that I could still play like this when I was a kid? 】

[Don’t say anything, wait for him to speak first]

The little boy said a textbook cliché with a straight face.

There is only one core principle: go to bed early and get up early for good health.

The audience always feels that something is not quite right.

These words were not something his grandfather who had never read books could say.

Aren't some of the sentences in it exactly the same as his wife's nagging about her son?

He tilted his head and looked at his son.

The little boy who was being looked at by him became nervous, his tongue was flat and raised, and he made a mistake in saying a word.

Interrupted.

If you try to teach him a lesson with a straight face, your aura will be wrong.

Seeing his performance, the audience already knew it and decided to give him one last chance and asked him directly: "What exactly do you want to do? Master... whatever you want, I will go out and burn it for you tomorrow."

The little boy chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"Ahem." He pretended to be old, "Everything is fine down there. I don't lack anything. I just miss you. Let's see if you and Xiaoxia are doing well..."

The audience urged him: "I know, what else?"

The little boy paused: "Well... I still miss our Xiao Yue. This child works so hard in school and is serious about his homework. He just didn't do well in the exam last time. You asked Xiao Xia to stop nagging you, right?" Children need to be patient.”

The audience almost laughed angrily and asked through gritted teeth: "Is there more?"

The little boy sighed deeply: "Children today are so happy! They also have such advanced computers to play with. When my old man was alive, how could there be such advanced things..."

The audience squinted and asked him: "You mean, you want one too?"

The little boy waved his hands quickly: "No, no, it doesn't need to be that big. It's hard to carry... I mean, prepare a tablet for me, so I, I can play mahjong with my old friends!"

"Playing mahjong? Oh, this is so easy. I will customize a set of crystal mahjong tiles for you tomorrow. Playing cards is fun only when you play them in person! I guarantee that your mahjong friends will praise me when they see it. How about it? "

The little boy was speechless: "Uh..."

The audience changed the topic: "What do you want a tablet for? Do you want to watch videos or play games?"

He stood up from his computer chair.

The tall and strong body is like an iron tower, and the shadow covers the child from head to toe.

The little boy finally came to his senses and started to run away with a cry.

The child's father grabbed his suspenders, lifted him over, and without saying a word, slapped him on the plump side.

"I asked you for a tablet. If you dare to ask me for a tablet, see if you look like a tablet!"

"Mom, help! Come quickly, my dad is going to beat me to death!"

"You still have the nerve to call your mother, huh? You failed to score in the exam, and you didn't tell me when you came back. You still dared to pretend to be your grandpa, which scared your mother so much that she couldn't sleep all night, and her hair fell out and blocked the drain!"

"Mom!"

[The operation of Momijian typing has been added again]

【The ending is comfortable】

[Suppose the child’s parents, hypotension was cured instantly]

On the other side of the line, it’s men’s singles first.

After the child's mother was alarmed, she asked for the truth and became a women's single.

The man respectfully handed an old bamboo whip to his wife: "Honey, use this, be careful not to hurt your hands."

Accompanied by the background sound of howling ghosts and wolves, the man sat back on the computer chair.

"Ahem, let's make everyone laugh. The child is ignorant because I didn't educate him well. Dear friends in the live broadcast room, if you have children at home, please don't be fooled like me."

Full screen hahaha.

Du Manzhi said slowly: "It is indeed your son who lied to you about my great-grandfather's getting pregnant. But this does not mean that there are no other problems."

The man's expression was stifled.

Du Manzhi has recently been realizing that Taoism follows nature. As she told the audience before, let nature take its course, eat when you need to, and sleep when you need to. She was already sleepy tonight, so she didn't want to show off to this person.

"Have you offended anyone recently? Someone has cursed you." She said.

The man shouted that he was wronged and suddenly remembered something.

"My unit recently received a report that a restaurant was seriously unsanitary. I went to see it and found that it was indeed not good. There were students eating there..."

He acted according to the rules, but he inevitably blocked his boss's way of making money.

The owner of that restaurant was released from prison last year because he had a knife attack with a competitor in his early years. His wife ran away long ago, and he became more and more gloomy and extreme.

This time I was reported for doing business again.

The boss decided that a rival was trying to get him.

In the eyes of the boss, the spectator who came to inspect must have been bribed by his opponent.

"I remembered, the statue in his shop was dark, and it didn't look like a real God of Wealth..." The man was about to cry, but he just went to work. Why did he get caught up with him?

Du Manzhi advised him: "The curse on you is to change one life for another. It's not that you harmed him, but that he didn't want to live anymore and he took advantage of you.

"The last time I picked up your grandfather's bones, your ancestors probably protected you once. So don't think too much and just cherish life."

The man nodded repeatedly, thanked her for the solution, and asked how to resolve the curse.

Du Manzhi spread his hands: "No need to resolve it, it's already broken."

He was hit in the head by a drone before and was hospitalized once.

This is a curse that works.

But he has a great destiny. He has the blessing of his ancestors and the wonderful hands of heavenly doctors. Being discharged from the hospital is tantamount to rebirth.

The curse can no longer harm him.

She pointed this out just to remind the man to be more careful in the future.

His job involves dealing with ordinary people, so he has to pay attention to his methods.

"Don't forget to remind the boss who is regarded as a competitor that that person is also in danger."

The man nodded: "Okay!"

I thought about it.

"That person hasn't been open recently, and there's a notice posted on the door saying he's gone home to do some work. I'll go to work tomorrow to find his phone number."

Du Manzhi added: "There must be something wrong with the statue in the store. You can report it to the Ethnic and Religious Affairs Bureau, or go directly to your local temple or Taoist temple that has a long history."

The man wrote it down solemnly and swiped a few more gifts before placing them.

[Let’s smoke another one, I’m not satisfied with it! 】

Du Manzhi leaned back lazily: "Old rules, everyone gets a 1, let me see."

After filtering it once, it's very good and very clean.

No black barrages were found, indicating that the audience who interacted today was not too unlucky.

Then she can go to bed early with peace of mind.

As soon as the broadcast came on, the private message box suddenly flashed continuously.

It’s Lin Rong.

Hey, the inside story of the Xu family was discovered so quickly? Du Manzhi suddenly became energetic.