"Thank you today. I will come again in three days." Qin Kexin said and went offline directly.

Song Tang discovered that in just a moment, the other party's fate had changed, so there should be no problem.

Just when I was about to move on to the next person, the “charming and dashing Mr. Yan” came again.

After calculating that the time was about right, Song Tang clicked on the connection.

Yan Fei quickly swiped a spaceship and asked impatiently: "I want to know how my eldest brother is doing now?"

"Let me make a video call to your brother now." Song Tang unnoticeably pushed the paper man who almost jumped in front of the camera away.

Push one out, and two more climb up.

These three paper figures were naturally Wei Kangyu and the other two brought back by Song Tang. In order to facilitate their movements, Song Tang cut a palm-sized paper figure for each of them.

The magic array she drew on these paper figures will help them recover their ghost power. Especially Wei Kangyu, his current condition is a bit dangerous.

From the beginning of the show, several people were very curious about her live broadcast.

Song Tang had no choice but to drive away the paper figures from time to time. This time, he simply and roughly pressed Wei Kangyu with an inkstone.

Now Wei Kangyu was like a paper man that could float up with the wind, and he was suppressed and completely unable to move.

The sesame-sized eyes on the paper man glared at Song Tang angrily.

Seeing this, the other two paper figures, one big and one small, hurried to Wei Kangyu and tried to lift the inkstone.

On the screen, Yan Fei dialed several times in succession and finally got through to his brother's video.

It was raining heavily over there and the signal was not very stable.

"Brother, you finally answered the phone. How are you now?" Yan Fei said with concern in an awkward tone, and then pointed the camera at another mobile phone screen, "I'm connecting with Master Song."

Yan Yi wiped the water droplets from his face, with a hint of anxiety on his cold face.

He didn't bother to greet his brother, and shouted at the top of his voice: "What did you say? I can't hear you clearly, let me talk to Master Song."

Yan Fei's expression choked and he put the phone directly in front of the camera.

Yan Yi was still shocked when he saw that overly young face. But at this moment, he could only choose to believe the other party. He really had no choice.

After answering his brother’s call yesterday, Yan Yi first called Su Yun, but no one answered the call after more than ten calls. Later, the phone was turned off.

Yan Yi could no longer sit still, so he took a helicopter directly to City C, then changed to an off-road vehicle and went straight to the small village where Su Yun was working as a poverty alleviation cadre.

After entering the village and revealing their identities, the village chief told the truth. In fact, they had lost contact with Su Yun and others for more than an hour.

A geological disaster warning notice was issued early this morning. The village chief thought that Su Yun and the others would not go into the mountains in the next few days, so he ate breakfast slowly before coming here.

Who would have thought that Su Yun and his group suddenly changed their itinerary and went into the mountains to help with poverty alleviation today!

There are still some elderly people in their village living in the old site of the village, and Su Yun and his team are there to persuade them to move out.

The village chief saw this and knew something bad was going to happen, so he immediately led the young men in the village to chase after the snake. Before they entered the mountain, it started to rain heavily. Soon the rain gathered into a large stream, rushing down the mountain.

The village chief had no choice but to turn back with his men. Just as he was about to go to the town to ask for help, Yan Yi arrived with several cars of people.

These people were all strong and well-equipped. The village chief led the way and led them into the mountains.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were mudslides. It was impossible to ignore the lives of others for the sake of a few people, so Yan Yi and others had to stop and wait until the rain was lighter before continuing to look for people.

The rain finally stopped in the second half of the night, and Yan Yi paid a large sum of money to lead people up the mountain overnight. So far, they have been searching for 24 hours on and off, but still have no clue.

Until recently, Yan Yi picked up a mobile phone with a doll of a faceless man hanging on it.

Yan Yi recognized it as Su Yun's phone at a glance, because Su Yun once said that he was like a faceless man, wearing a mask every day.

Yan Yi was flustered, and at this moment his younger brother Yan Fei called him via video.

"Master Song, if you can help me find that person this time, I, Yan Yi, will reward you handsomely!" The promise of the successor of the Yan family is worth a thousand gold!

That’s what I’ve been waiting for!

Song Tang's beautiful eyes lit up, and she suddenly asked something completely unrelated, "Do you have any faith?"

The audience, including Yan Yi, were all full of doubts.

Suddenly, Song Tang pointed the camera at the statue behind him and said in an unfathomable manner, "If I say that as long as you believe in this mountain god from the bottom of your heart, he can help you find someone, do you believe it?"

[What's going on? People are waiting for help, but you are preaching here? ]

[Anchor, if you continue like this, I will really be angry! ]

[Let me tell you, there are people who believe in this kind of anchor who has a brain full of shit, it turns out he is a cultist.]

[Host, please stop. You can still treat fortune telling as a joke, but if you do these things, your live broadcast room will be in jeopardy. ]

Sure enough, a warning was sent to her at the speed of light, and Song Tang immediately turned away from the camera like a deflated ball.

It seems there is no shortcut!

"I believe it!" Every word Yan Yi uttered seemed to be squeezed out from his back teeth, and his expression was frighteningly cold.

Although no harsh words were said, all the audience still felt a silent threat.

Then Song Tang heard someone enunciating each word and making a great wish.

"If the mountain god can help me find Su Yun, I, the believer Yan Yi, am willing to worship the mountain god for the rest of my life! If I break this oath, I will never be a human again!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden thread stretched out from Yan Yi's body and directly connected to the miniature mountain god in Song Tang's body. Soon a lamp appeared around the statue, and the light was weak but illuminated a small area in front of the statue.

It worked! Her first faithful follower!

Just when Yan Yi was mocking himself for being crazy and believing such nonsense, a woman's voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

The voice was ethereal and solemn, like Song Tang's voice, but it didn't sound like it when you listened carefully.

"Can you hear me?"

Yan Yi looked towards the camera suddenly, his peach blossom eyes exactly like Yan Fei's, filled with earth-shaking and complex emotions.

"Don't talk, listen to me, my divine power can't last long." Yan Yi's ambition was equivalent to giving her hundreds of faiths.

But at the beginning of the ambition, the connection between the two was still too weak, so Song Tang's divine descent could not last long.

At this moment, she was just temporarily letting her soul descend upon Yan Yi. Unlike possession, the descent of her soul could only endow the body with divine power but would not control it.

"See that candlelight in front of you? Follow it, quickly!"

Then the search and rescue team, the villagers, and the audience watching the live broadcast saw that the eldest son of the Yan family seemed to be crazy.

He ran forward desperately. No matter whether there was a steep slope or a puddle ahead, nothing could stop him.

Soon Yan Yi's entire body was covered in mud, and in places that people couldn't see, there were more bumps and bruises, as well as wounds of varying sizes.

I didn’t know how long I had been running, and the voice in my ears disappeared, as if it was just an illusion caused by my despair.

Just when Yan Yi felt that he could not hold on any longer, the voice in his ear rang again: "Stop, this is it. They are buried in the cave, save them!"

As this sentence ended, that mysterious state disappeared, and Song Tang's face on the other side of the camera suddenly turned pale without a trace of blood.

He just said hurriedly: "I'm leaving first."

The live broadcast room was closed abruptly.

The live broadcast was turned off, but Yan Fei's video call was still on.

Until the search and rescue team really rescued everyone from the place Yan Yi pointed out, Yan Fei and others were still stunned and did not react.

"Brother, hit me up, did I not wake up last night?"

Lu Fan maintained a stunned look on his face and mechanically slapped the rich second generation guy.

“No, it doesn’t hurt. I am still dreaming. Ah—it hurts—”

It was Yan Fei who was standing next to him. He twisted the second-generation rich man's thigh with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to pull the piece of meat off.

Everyone woke up from the screams of the second-generation rich man like pigs being slaughtered, and then surrounded Yan Fei at a faster speed.

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