A burden to a wealthy family, I became famous on the Internet by drawing talismans

The lion dance band, Xia Kun, Xiao Hai Ge, local opera...what a mix.

Peng Jing watched as the performance lasted an hour and a half, but the number of online viewers did not decrease, but increased, and they were all looking forward to Guaibao.

Peng Jing just used the good boy to keep them hanging, scolding them if he wanted to and making trouble if he wanted to, making trouble in order to avoid chaos.

The kid was tired of singing, and he held the microphone and said shyly: "Thank you Master Wen Liang, thank you for giving me this precious opportunity, thank you for the predecessors of the Lion Dance Band, and thank you for my mother."

The little brother ran away quickly after saying this.

The family takes the children home first. There will probably be some chaos for a while, but so what?

Now, it's time for the lion dance band to take a bow, and everyone will perform a solo.

Wen Liang came over, sat on the ground and listened happily.

The uncle in the band liked Guaibao more and performed specially for her.

The atmosphere online has improved.

[Cry, these are the famous songs of the Lion Dance Band. ]

[DNA moves when it hears the melody! 】

[Suddenly I have a strange feeling. Guaibao is also a master. Do you want to collaborate with the lion dance band? ]

【This idea... let me think about it again. 】

[Disgusting or not? ]

【Are you having a problem? 】

[I can't understand music, I can't appreciate the world, I feel sick of myself and I wish I could die soon. ]

[The world is so beautiful and full of hope. Some people are really wasteful. They waste themselves and want to waste others. ]

The lion dance band performance ended perfectly.

The uncle held the microphone and said happily: "After being away from the stage for many years, we have no plans to make a comeback, we just want to play music. For this opportunity, I am very grateful to the master, Xia Kun, and Director Peng. Finally, regarding the matter of ghosts and evil spirits, our attitude has always been consistent: please abide by peaceful development!"

【You are absolutely right! 】

[Either peace or nuclear peace! ]

[I want to say that we should not forget history, but the key is peace! Ghosts just don’t want peace! ]

[If the ghosts were peaceful, they wouldn't do these things! They wouldn't invade other countries, and they wouldn't be so shameless! ]

【Be a good person, don’t be a ghost! 】

[Ghosts seem polite because they are rude. Those who seem kind are just because their hands are covered in blood! ]

[Those who release animals have done too many immoral things! ]

[A large group of people are releasing animals in the park, releasing animals for the ghosts. This is Shicheng! ]

【Just beat them into ghosts! 】

[Shicheng has many problems. There was a ghost worship in the temple. Now it is destroyed, but people still worship it.]

[How many ghosts are there in the country? ]

[The proportion is not high, but the pure number is definitely not small. But no matter how many there are, we will not let them succeed! ]

The band left and the drum set was moved away.

The host and guests of the "Intangible Cultural Heritage Journey" program came over and sat on the ground together.

Wen Liang was drinking a cup of milk tea.

Zhang Zihan was also drinking milk tea and wearing a pair of straw sandals on her feet, looking very comfortable.

Yu Jia looked solemn and asked Wen Liang directly: "Master, many people still have questions. How did you get rid of the evil spirit in the end?"

Wen Liang held the milk tea and explained seriously: "I didn't do that. It was a dispute between two countries. The result was inevitable."

Yu Jia asked again: "Many people are concerned, including some people abroad, and want to know how much impact the absence of the evil dragon will have on the ghosts?"

Wen Liang paused for a moment, changed his expression, and said coldly: "This is the result of being a bad student and not studying hard. Can't you see the impact yourself? Don't you understand after the freshmen have sung? Of course, this kind of people are not suitable for freshmen, and heaven will not tolerate it!"

Zhang Zihan was completely relaxed and continued calmly: "As long as people have a piece of land, they can survive. We respect nature and let it take its course. We are tolerant and restrain ourselves. No matter what we encounter, we survive."

Wen Liang said, "If you insist on asking, then I will tell you that spirits are the spirits of a piece of land and the spirits of the people living on this land. Spirits like the evil dragon should be eliminated and replaced with more suitable ones! If you insist on being evil, I will kill one by one! If you are kind, you will enjoy warm hospitality when you come to my country."

Xia Kun followed up by saying, "China is the most peace-loving country. We are polite and friendly, but we are definitely not easy to bully! We have the confidence and courage to fight evil to the end!"

[Small trash won’t do. ]

【Little Waste grasped the power of music.】

【A song by a little waste is worth a division. 】

[When will the little waste get formal treatment? 】

[There is no rush for this. If he can create at this efficiency, he will definitely be treated as a national hero. ]

[So when a spirit dies, it is not completely extinct, and another one can be raised. ]

【Ghosts like this will be evil if you raise another one.】

[Wen Liang, how dare you say that? ]

Wen Liang casually said, "I told the keyboard typist to type harder before. I'm ready now. I'll draw the talisman for everyone to see next time. Seize the opportunity, or you'll regret it later."

[Hahahaha! It's really fun to see the good boy say such cruel words! ]

[I said the master is ready, those who are typing, it's time to compete. ]

【Why hasn’t this program been banned yet? 】

【Because it is our show, we have to watch it. 】

Yu Jia asked Wen Liang again: "A master said that you have used up 300 years of your life this time. Is it possible to recover? Will your hair always be like this in the future?"

Wen Liang thought for a moment and said calmly, "It should be eight hundred years. It is impossible to recover. But everyone knows that I am stronger now, and my life span will be increased. My hair needs to grow back."

【…】

[I burst into tears.]

[The wrinkles at the corners of the master's eyes are still there. ]

[Another eight hundred years, so funny! ]

【You are worse than the frog at the bottom of the well. 】

Wen Liang added: "Several Heavenly Masters have paid a great price. I just want to do something, nothing else matters."

【How can it not be important, Master! 】

[Some people really think so, and don’t care about life or death. ]

[She just wanted to kill the evil dragon, she was practicing the righteous path! ]

【Sacrifice your life for justice! 】

[Other Heavenly Masters also lost their lives? This account must be settled with the ghosts! ]

[What are they yelling about? Come and die!]

【Yu Jiazhen asks about everything. 】

Yu Jia asked again: "Some people say that you are possessed by evil spirits. Will you be possessed by evil spirits?"

Wen Liang said coldly: "You will bear the consequences of your lies. I haven't seen the evil spirit that wants to possess me yet."

【Everyone who saw it was killed.】

【Guaibao is so strong. 】

Yu Jia let Wen Liang go and began to ask Fu Ming: "Teacher Fu, what do you feel when you come to Zhangcheng this time?"

Fu Ming said seriously: "Everyone should have a scale in their heart, just like the heaven and earth have a scale, and no one can escape."

He Ai then said: "I am a very ordinary person, very ordinary. I am also a very great person, I think I am great. I am with many people, we protect ourselves and the bottom line."

Yu Jia concluded: "I am also deeply touched. We can be very united and we can create a better future!"