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Chapter 53 The ancestors were all pissed off?What kind of scum is this? !

The same thing happened in every small town at the same time.

When those who bought yellow paper in Lin Rou's live broadcast room, after they started to worship their ancestors, they lit it.

Without exception.

Almost all of those tombstones or spiritual cards were surrounded by a puff of green smoke.

And the things they prayed to their ancestors in front of the tombstone were all strangely fulfilled.

However, what happens to each person is different.

This is because everyone has different values ​​of good and evil, so the effects of yellow paper will also be different.

But the same thing is, when the requested thing is really fulfilled.

Everyone's first reaction was to run to the grave of their ancestors and kowtow crazily to thank them.

However, he thought of the sacrificial yellow paper he bought.

You know, every year everyone buys sacrifices to worship their ancestors.

The only thing that is different today is the yellow paper.

Thinking of this, a chill rushed from the soles of everyone's feet to Tianling Gai.

One thing to say, this kind of thing is really weird.

Among the hundreds of copies of yellow paper, half of them have already been used.

Of course, not everyone among them received an ancestral response.

For example, in a community in Linhai City.

A young man who looks a bit sly.

He looked at the thick stack of yellow paper on the table, and thoughtfully lit a cigarette.

After smoking the eyes in his hand, he spat on the ground in disdain.

"Damn it, is this the yellow paper I bought from that bitch Lin Rou?"

"It doesn't look any different from the yellow paper on the market, so it has a special effect?"

"Isn't this a typical sales method?"

The young man rested his legs on the coffee table, and kept exhaling the fragrance from his mouth.

The younger brother at the side handed him another cigarette.

"Brother Shu, quench the fire and taste the smell of this new smoke."

The young man called Brother Shu took the cigarette from his younger brother and hung it on his lips.

After igniting it, he sucked it in.

The whole person's spirit is secretive, but the mood becomes very excited.

Soon, the young man opened his eyes and asked the younger brother beside him.

"What time does Lin Rou start broadcasting tonight?"

The younger brother on the side hurriedly replied: "Eight o'clock in the evening."

Hearing this, the young man stood up shaking his head.

"This Lin Rou does have some strength. She managed to gain so many fans in such a short period of time. I will inform my brothers tonight to meet her."

After getting the notification, the younger brother nodded thoughtfully, and then started flattering.

"Brother, it has to be you, we must not let go of this heat."

But at this moment, Shu Xingcheng was a little impatient, and when he heard his younger brother's voice, he stepped forward and gave him a kick.

"Hurry up, I'm on top right now."

Seeing that big brother Shu is already in the top position, the younger brother doesn't dare to stay any longer.

Brother Shu, who is on the top, can really do anything.

But before leaving, the younger brother pointed to the yellow paper on the table.

"Brother Shu, if the yellow paper on the table is useless, I'll take it out and throw it away."

Hearing this, Shu Xingcheng also cast his eyes on the yellow paper on the table.

After thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Just get out of here, I'll throw it away later."

After the younger brothers left, Shu Xingcheng looked at the yellow paper on the table and muttered.

"Will these things really work?"

In the end, he still smoked a stack on the table, and walked unsteadily into the innermost room.

In the room, a row of spirit cards suddenly appeared.

Hey!
Shu Xingcheng lit a few pieces of yellow paper with a lighter in front of the spirit tablet.

He threw the yellow paper into the incense ash stove with an indifferent face.

Then he stood in front of the spirit tablet and bowed with palms together.

"Old man, if this thing is useful, then you should hurry up and bless your son to make more money."

"After making a fortune, my son will give you some beauties for you to play with."

After a few prostrations, Shu Xingcheng vaguely raised his head, and found that there was a strange cloud of black mist in front of the spirit tablet, which lasted for a long time.

The smoke was all smoke, but unlike others, the smoke on Shu Xingcheng's side turned black.

"Fuck? What the hell is the black mist?!"

"Isn't this somewhat abnormal?"

After looking at the pitch-black smoke, Shu Xingcheng was also taken aback.

Shouldn't there be blue smoke or white mist when burning paper?

Why am I burning black?

Then he spit on the ground and cursed.

"Bah, this thing must be a fake product, damn it."

"Look if I don't go to your live broadcast room to bring the rhythm tonight."

After complaining a few words, Shu Xingcheng didn't care too much.

Taking advantage of the strength of the smoke, he fell asleep on the bed with a smile on his face.

After falling asleep, he had a very strange dream.

in sleep.

Shu Xingcheng's father got out of the spirit card, and started chasing him with an iron rod.

While smoking the iron rod, he cursed at the same time.

"You f*cking unfilial son, my Shu family's face has been completely lost by you."

"Eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling are all available. Is there anything else you dare not do?"

"Unfilial, unfaithful, and unrighteous, you still expect me to protect you?"

In the dream, his father scolded him head and face.

However, Shu Xingcheng replied while running away.

"I didn't do these things, old ghost, stop chasing me, can you put down the stick first!"

But just after these words were spoken, his father's swing of the stick became stronger.

"did not do?"

"Seducing girls, fighting, disrupting law and order... Do you think I don't know what you're doing?"

"Little bastard, let me tell you, if you continue like this, you will go to prison sooner or later."

"I really don't understand, why do you still have the face to burn paper and ask me to bless you, a person like you deserves to be rich?"

In the dream, the more he talked about his father, the more angry he became, and the stick in his hand was bent.

Shu Xingcheng ran and ran like this, and finally came to a dead corner.

With the fatal blow, he woke up with a start.

"Nimma, this is too evil, the dead old ghost will come and beat me after he dies."

"Hey, why does my butt hurt so much?"

On the other side, the Linhai City Police Station.

A group of people are discussing a secret arrest plan.

in the conference room.

Details of the criminals about to be caught this time on the projector.

There are also a bunch of extremely detailed arrest plans.

This task was very difficult, and the old criminal police who led the team also reported the situation to everyone with a serious face.

"The suspect's name is Shu Xingcheng, aged 23."

"We have been secretly investigating this person for two months. It can be said that he has done all kinds of bad things, the most serious of which are gang fights, selling candies, and tricking young girls into selling money."

"Attention everyone, this person has a very strong sense of anti-investigation, and will wipe his ass clean every time he commits a crime, that's why it took us so long."

(End of this chapter)