It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

After returning to the mountain, Song Tang began to prepare to make paper figures. Most of the materials were available, except for the most important paper.

She knew how to make paper, but she didn't have the right tools, and it was time-consuming and laborious. It seemed she had to go down the mountain to buy some.

After calculating the expenses, he looked at the numbers on his phone that suddenly increased. It was more than enough! He made 75,000 in one day. It was really a lot of money. Song Tang smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.

Only after he had had enough of the visual feast did he decisively donate half of his income.

Song Tang chose a platform for helping students, which provided financial assistance to children in mountainous areas who wanted to study but could not afford to continue their studies. The original owner donated all his money to this platform before he died. Song Tang checked privately and found that this platform had a very good reputation.

This time, making money was secondary. The unexpected surprise was that I successfully gained four powers of faith. Two of them must have belonged to Director Chen and Deputy Director Zhang, and the other one should be Lao Gui. So who did the other one belong to?

No matter who he belongs to, she didn't expect that the old ghost could actually be her follower!

I plan to take some time to go to the underworld and do some publicity, but I don’t know if the underworld still exists.

In the past few days, she has completely confirmed one thing: the world of gods and the world of demons have disappeared, and she is afraid that she has become the only mountain god here!

Unfortunately, she lost her immortal body and was temporarily unable to use her immortal power, otherwise her body would have exploded immediately.

But the matter of finding the immortal body has to be postponed. The most urgent task is to attract more believers and gain more power of faith.

She doesn't want to be a mountain god with no entity but only a spirit!

At the same time, her Mountain God Seal and the Golden Book of Enthronement have now become ordinary items temporarily, and require a large amount of faith power to restore.

The anchor she met that day gave her an inspiration. Live streaming seemed to be a good direction. It could make money and earn the power of faith at the same time.

Song Tang opened WeChat and planned to ask someone how to do the live broadcast.

"Junior, I apologize on behalf of Xinyue for what happened that day. There's a party tomorrow, how about I take you out to relax? You must come!"

When I looked at the time, I saw that the message was from several hours ago.

The note on WeChat is, "The best senior." It's also pinned.

She asked where she had seen it, and it was on WeChat!

I scrolled up the WeChat content and the more I looked at Song Tang’s expression, the colder it became.

The latest message was a broken heart, which was posted on the day when the original owner committed suicide. For almost a week before that, neither party had sent any messages.

Continuing to scroll forward, it was basically the original owner who sent the messages unilaterally, and the other party only replied occasionally, and this lasted for about a month.

Going back further, the conversation between the two of them became a back-and-forth. There were even a lot of ambiguous messages, most of which were initiated by this senior.

For example, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight. I feel regretful when I think about not being able to watch it with my junior sister", "Good night, junior sister, see you in my dreams", "Another day of missing you"...

And so on.

Returning to the chat interface, Song Tang replied expressionlessly: "Okay."

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City Criminal Investigation Team.

"You mean, you were able to escape the disaster thanks to this amulet?" Li Yuan checked the amulet in his hand over and over again.

There was nothing special about it except that there was a piece that seemed to be burnt.

Seeing the other party's rough actions, he was afraid that his life-saving talisman would be broken.

Luo Zijie resisted the urge to snatch it back and said anxiously, "Be careful, don't break it."

"Don't worry, it won't break." Unable to figure out what was going on, Li Yuan put down the amulet.

The transcript had been completed, and there wasn't much useful information. Li Yuan asked Luo Zijie to wait, and he took the transcript and ran to the captain to complain.

"Captain, do you really believe in the amulet to keep you safe and attack the murderer remotely?"

If amulets are so effective, everyone would have one. What would we need the police for?

Shen Min hasn't slept for a day and a night. This incident has become a hot topic, and the higher-ups hope to arrest the murderer as soon as possible to avoid escalating public opinion.

"If you are too free, go out and check around again." He just washed his face with cold water and took a big sip of strong tea.

After quickly reading the transcript, Shen Min pointed to a photo on the table and said, "Go check this person."

The person in the photo was Song Tang who was riding the bus that day.

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She went down the mountain to buy materials for making paper figures, and also bought some high-quality cinnabar and talisman paper. Director Chen's generosity made her discover another way to make money.

After buying these things, I configured a computer according to the guide and purchased items such as a camera and microphone for live streaming.

After returning to the mountain temple, Song Tang studied the usage clearly and immediately planned to give it a try through a live broadcast.

She chose Whale Live, and the name of her live broadcast room was Mountain God Song Tang.

When the broadcast just started, there was no one in the live broadcast room. Song Tang was not in a hurry. After a few minutes, the platform pushed 15 people.

"Brother Da Zhang, my idol" enters the live broadcast room

"Salt and Pepper SpongeBob" enters the live broadcast room

……

Finally, five people were left.

[Wow, the anchor with good looks has new stuff! ]

【The host sings a song for us to listen to. 】

[What is this live broadcast room for? What talents does the anchor have? ]

"Talent, fortune telling? One divination will give you a spaceship, three divinations a day. If it doesn't work, no charge! But today is the first live broadcast, the first person to go there will get it for free!"

Song Tang placed the small sign he had written in front of him, with a few large characters written in a flamboyant style on it: "Three hexagrams a day, one hexagram for a spaceship."

[Is the anchor crazy because of poverty? A spaceship costs three thousand, only a fool would calculate. ]

[Don’t even mention 3,000 yuan for a divination. I don’t even count it as free. ]

[I calculate, I calculate! How do I calculate? ]

"Just connect." After Song Tang said this, a connection request popped up immediately.

After agreeing to the request, the screen was immediately split into two, with Song Tang on the left and the netizen "Da Zhang Ge, my idol" on the right.

The other person looked like he had just woken up, with long black hair loose and wearing a purple Mickey home clothes.

He suddenly appeared in the camera and was obviously a little uncomfortable.

Huang Yuanyuan tucked her long hair behind her ears and said a little embarrassedly, "Can anything be counted?"

Song Tang nodded.

There are many methods of fortune-telling in ancient and modern times, including face reading, bone reading, and hand reading. Among them, face reading is the most complicated and is also the method most commonly used by Song Tang.

The ancients believed that: "The face is the place where the spirits of the hundreds of organs reside, the path to the five internal organs, the formation of the three talents, and the determination of the gains and losses of the body."

In simple terms, the spiritual energy of all parts of the body is concentrated on the face, and the spirits of the five internal organs all flow to the face. The face is used to infer the general situation of the three talents and to judge the success or failure of a person's life.

"I want to calculate whether I can succeed in getting the job this time?" This is her second time taking the civil service exam, and the results will be out tomorrow.

If she couldn't get ashore again, she was ready to give up.

"You can go ashore." Huang Yuanyuan's face immediately showed a trace of joy, but Song Tang changed the subject, "But I advise you to go home first. Have you not contacted your family for a long time?"

In order to concentrate on her civil service exams, Huang Yuanyuan rarely contacts her family unless there is something important. The last contact was a month ago.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Your mother is sick, and your parents didn't tell you because they were afraid you would worry." Huang Yuanyuan's mother's illness is just a minor trouble now, but if it is delayed, it will become a big trouble, or even death.

[Host, stop exaggerating. Is it time to spend money to avoid disaster? ]

[With the host's appearance, she could attract a lot of rich people just by chatting, but she chose to deceive people. ]

[Little sister, don’t be fooled! ]

[If you want me to tell whether it is true or not, it will only take one phone call. If the anchor is lying, we will help you scold her. ]

Huang Yuanyuan naturally saw these comments. After thinking about it, she called her father and turned on the speakerphone.

"Is my mother sick?"

"Yuanyuan, how did you know? Your mom told me not to let you know because it would affect your exam preparation."

Hearing this, Huang Yuanyuan immediately panicked and asked quickly: "Did you not go to the hospital to see a doctor, but just go to the small clinic to get some medicine?"

"It's just a minor illness, why go to the hospital? And I'm much better now, cough cough cough..."

"I told you to wear more clothes, but you coughed all night last night!"

Huang Yuanyuan still didn't understand something, so she said, "I'll be back in the afternoon," and hung up the phone.

Her face was pale and she was almost about to cry, her voice was choked and she couldn't speak at all.

Song Tang knew what she was going to ask, and took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, your mother is fine, but if we continue to delay, it will be hard to say."

"Thank you, thank you!" Huang Yuanyuan clicked "follow" and went offline directly.

A spaceship flew across the screen, followed by a line of large characters: "The dashing and suave Mr. Yan" sent out a spaceship.