Daughter-in-law

Chapter 752 Temple Fair
Duanmuqing glanced at the old man, not caring what he said at all.

Now that he is broadcasting live, what he thinks in his heart is to get rid of the old man quickly and continue his career.

"Listen to me, people are really going to die. Really, that thing has woken up." The old man looked at Duanmu Qing and murmured.

Duanmuqing frowned, feeling a little impatient, then walked towards the old man.

His right hand turned into a skeleton form, grabbing the old man's shoulder.

"Old man, you are already dead, don't worry about the affairs of Yangjian, just go to the underworld obediently."

After Duanmuqing finished speaking, he grabbed the old man and threw him towards the gate of the underworld.

"Accidents will really happen, accidents will really happen, and many people will die!"

The old man who had already entered the gate of hell looked at Duanmuqing and continued talking.

It's just that Duan Muqing waved his hand and retracted the gate of the underworld, the ghost of the old man also disappeared, and he went to the underworld completely.

Duanmuqing clapped his hands and hurried back to the camera, interacting cordially with his family members.

This is Duanmuqing's first live broadcast. In order to make the effect better, Duanmuqing specially ran to the old Taoist to ask questions, and then got the essence of the live broadcast.

It's just fooling around, no matter what the guys in the live broadcast room say, don't be angry, treat them as leeks, and let them pay for it is the only purpose.

So in the live broadcast room, many guys questioned Duanmuqing's gender, and some even called him younger sister. Duanmuqing didn't get angry.

"Damn it, Duanmuqing is really disgusting."

Inside the shop, I was in a good mood to reinstall the broken arm, so I asked Xiaobai to take out his phone and find Duanmuqing's live account.

This is the guy's first live stream, and I want to see how popular it is.

The most important point is that his popularity is related to my income, so I am very concerned.

However, when I saw the scene in the live broadcast room where Duan Muqing squeezed his throat and asked for a tip for his elder brother, I still couldn't help but gasped, and I had an urge to rush to the noodle shop and beat him into a pig's head.

But seeing the screen full of gifts flying up, I immediately gave up this idea.

Make money, don't be ashamed.

"This stuff is disgusting."

The little guy stretched his neck and looked twice, curled his mouth, looked contemptuous, then shook his head and walked to Ah Qi's side, and began to study today's homework.

The little guy has almost recovered in the past few days, so I was rushed to school two days ago.

Now watching him being confused by those elementary school homework, I feel a little smug in my heart.

That's Hou Qing, one of the four zombie kings, who is actually doing homework like a primary school student, which greatly satisfies the evil taste in my heart.

Axiu and Xiaoyu were chatting together for some reason, and they both looked very happy.

Axiu's real body is a phoenix, and the power of the phoenix is ​​specially designed to restrain evil spirits, even I feel a little uncomfortable in front of her.

Xiaobai and the little guy stayed far away from him.

On the other hand, Xiaoyu got along very well with her.

Maybe Xiaoyu's strength is too weak, she can't feel the terrifying power of the phoenix at all, so she is not afraid to let her.

Both of them have a quiet temperament, so they quickly became good sisters.

The old guy is in his room, with the big black dog and Di Ting, and those monsters are still continuing their live broadcast business.

As for Mumu, he was seriously injured, and now he is in the paper-making shop, and the child Gensheng is taking care of him.

Looking at my shop, I sighed with satisfaction.

In this room, there are female ghosts, zombies, phoenixes and those monsters. It is simply a gathering place of ghosts and ghosts.

I believe that if an ordinary person knew the real situation in the shop, he would probably go crazy straight away.

But now everyone is in peace, a warm scene, the most important thing is that these ghosts and ghosts have become more and more like individuals.

This is what I would like to see, it is better to have a little more human taste.

In the noodle shop, Duanmuqing said goodbye to his family members tiredly, then threw the hedgehog to the ground and let it play by itself.

It was his live broadcast debut just now, which made Duanmuqing a little bit embarrassed, especially when he acted like a pussy in front of the camera, it made him extremely awkward.

Although he usually likes to call himself an old lady, Duanmuqing is a real man, which makes him feel very ashamed.

But when I saw today's live broadcast income, the shame and embarrassment were immediately swept away.

This is not fucking making money, this is picking up money!

Looking at the numbers in his account, Duanmuqing was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

No wonder the old guy broadcasts live whenever he has time, no wonder that guy can buy five houses, it turns out that live broadcasting is really so profitable!

Duanmu, who was very satisfied with his income, cleaned up after cleaning, then went to bed, and habitually took out his mobile phone to check the news.

"Zhao Qingting, a well-known old Peking Opera artist in our city, passed away this morning due to illness and treatment that failed."

A short piece of news, followed by a portrait of an old man.

Duanmuqing glanced casually, and was about to swipe away out of habit.

It's just that his fingers stopped to look, and he stared closely at the old man in the phone.

"Why does it look familiar?" Duanmuqing muttered.

Then he finally thought, isn't this old man just the ghost who sent him to the underworld just now!
Oh, it turns out that his name is Zhao Qingting, he is an old man who sings opera.

Duanmuqing muttered something, then frowned, and suddenly thought of what the old man said before he entered the underworld.

He said that people will die during the temple fair, and many people will die.

At that time, Duanmu was only thinking about the live broadcast, so he didn't take it to heart. Now thinking about it, something seems wrong.

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, there will be a grand temple fair in Jishui three days later, and this is the temple fair that the old man was talking about.

Duanmuqing felt that something was wrong, and then clicked on the news of the old man's death.

"Zhao Qingting is a well-known Peking Opera performer in our city. He was supposed to perform on stage at the Technical Temple Fair, but he left like that. What a pity."

"Yeah, the old man's old role is really good. I take my grandfather to listen to his play every year at the temple fair. I didn't expect it to disappear like this."

Unable to see the comments below, Duanmuqing frowned even tighter, feeling faintly that something was wrong.

The old man said that many people would die on the day of the temple fair, and that the thing woke up. What does that mean? What thing woke up?
This temple fair is a temple fair held at the end of each year in Jishui, and the flow of people is very large. If something happens, it will be a big trouble.

Thinking of this, Duanmuqing couldn't sit still any longer, jumped up on the bed, put on his clothes, and ran directly into the shop.

In the shop, I was drinking tea leisurely, while Xiaobai next to me was calculating the live broadcast income for the old man for the past few days.

The old Taoist next to him had a painful expression on his face. The money was not a small amount, but now he could only get [-]% of it, and the rest had to be handed in, which made the old Taoist feel that his heart was bleeding.

At this moment, Duanmuqing hurried in.

When I saw that guy, I smiled and said to him, "Oh, you're so self-conscious. I came here to pay the bill before I went to you. Today's first show is very successful and the income should be good."

Seeing Duanmuqing coming in, the old Taoist wished he could rush over and slap this bitch twice.

This guy leaked the news to the boss about the live broadcast with monsters, and as a result, he could only get [-]% of his income.

The most hateful thing is that this guy is still running a live broadcast by himself now, and the two of them are still of the same type. With a girly face, he has pulled away a lot of veterans from his side, even the number one in the live broadcast room The eldest brother is about to betray, so the current old man hates this bitch to death.

"I'll report to your uncle!" Duanmuqing walked over and swears directly.

I frowned, thinking that this bitch is going to rebel?
"There's something wrong with me, I want to tell you." Duanmuqing looked at me and said.

Looking at his serious look, I knew he must have something serious to do, so I didn't open my mouth to spray him.

"A strange ghost came to me today." Duan Muqing recounted what happened today.

After hearing what he said, I frowned and felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)