The soft and cute little lucky star, relying on metaphysical variety shows to become popular

Chapter 71
The next morning, the live broadcast arrived as scheduled.

The guests gathered outside the red tent in the amusement park, waiting for Ms. Luo to arrive at the recording site.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

[Look, Ms. Luo is here! 】

[I'm so excited, are you going to start summoning the soul soon? 】

[In the last issue, I didn't even have a chance to watch the psychic make a move.She doesn't seem to be participating in this issue, is this considered a flying guest? 】

【looking forward to! 】

Like the ten tourists who were invited to the amusement park, the audience in the live broadcast room all wanted to see how the psychic would invoke the soul.

Will the summoning be successful?

As soon as Ms. Luo in black entered the arena, Tang Jinglong greeted her, "Long time no see, today's highlight is up to you! Let me know what you need to do, and we will help you."

"Yeah, after the problem is solved, the amusement park can continue to operate." Yan Lin echoed.

Lu Minmin and Qi Chang didn't speak, they looked at each other, a little bit resistant to the soul-calling ceremony.

Mainly fear.

At this time, the camera just took a close shot.On the screen, the small movements between the two were caught.

[Wow, I got it, I got it.What's the matter with these two people, they are too tacit understanding, right? 】

[The weird CP is about to be born again. 】

[Impossible, both of them are timid, if they encounter a ghost, they probably run faster than the other. 】

【Hahaha! 】

The atmosphere became a little more relaxed during the refresh of the barrage, but before the audience could really relax, everyone returned to the tent one after another.

In the dim light, dozens of candles were placed on the ground.

Ms. Luo distributed a candle to each guest and asked them to help hold it, while she stepped into the middle of the candle.

I saw her muttering words, and slowly sat on the ground.

"Tick, tick..."

Because the scene was too quiet, the sound of water droplets falling on the tent was particularly clear.

It lifted the hearts of the audience watching the live broadcast and everyone present.

"Huh~"

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the airtight tent, and the candles flickered on and off, flickering non-stop.

In the end, I still couldn't resist, and went out one by one.

All of a sudden, the light in the tent became even darker, and Lu Minmin and Qi Chang were so frightened that they moved a few steps towards Jiang Li and other masters.

Seeing that it was about to be pasted, I stopped unwillingly.

"Giggle..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of children's laughter in the tent.

Everyone looked around for the sound, and finally found that the laughter came from Ms. Luo's mouth.

[I'm going, is this a success? 】

【Ahhh, don't stop the barrage, rely on it to protect your body. 】

[I've already wrapped the quilt around my body, and now I don't dare to look behind me, I'm so scared to death! 】

【Could it be that the ghost in this amusement park is a child? 】

At this time, Master Jiexiu clasped his palms together and recited a Buddhist mantra, looking at Ms. Luo with compassion in his eyes.

Taoist Master Yanhe took two steps forward, stood still outside the circle surrounded by candles, and asked aloud, "My child, why are you stranded here alone?"

"I don't know. Dad said he would come back soon, but I've been waiting for a long time, but he still hasn't come back. Mom said that Xiaochen is a good boy, and he must listen to his parents. So Xiaochen is waiting here for Dad to come back."

Ms. Luo's voice has become the voice of a child's milk, at a loss, but very distressing.

Hearing his words, everyone guessed that the child was probably abandoned by his father.

Daoist Yanhe sighed, and continued to ask: "Then do you still remember the names of your parents?"

"I know. My father's name is Wu Weidong, and my mother's name is Li Fangfang."

[Family, I found a piece of news.In this amusement park five years ago, a man surnamed Wu came to play with his son, but accidentally lost his son.When the child was found, the asthma attack was not rescued.As a result, the child's mother jumped into the river with depression, but the man thought about it, and soon remarried, and gave birth to a son within a year. 】

[Hehe, this is a scumbag who cheated. He wanted to dump his wife and child, but he didn't want to be infamous, so he abandoned the child, right? 】

【No way?Tiger poison does not eat its offspring, if this is true, it is too insane! 】

[Maybe he just wanted to throw the child away, but he didn't expect the child to die, right? 】

【did not expect?The child has asthma, can't live without people around him?Didn't he ever think that the child would be scared if he left like this? 】

[Hey, poor mother of the child.His son died, and he jumped into the river too, which ended up making the scumbag cheaper. 】

For a while, the barrage was condemning Wu Weidong.

Soon, an anonymous phone call came, asking the program group to stop recording, otherwise it would be sued to the court, saying that the program spread feudal superstition and slandered.

At the same time, Jiang Li quietly left the tent.

Zhang Fu was burned in a corner where no one was around.

The moment the talisman paper turned into flying ash, the sound of chains sounded, and Fan Wujiu appeared in front of her with a serious face.

The tiger's eyes were wide open, staring at Jiang Li, "You little girl, you refuse to take the job of the patrol, and you always use the methods of the underworld. Why did you ask me to come over, Lao Fan? Could it be that you figured it out and prepared Follow me back to see Master Yan Jun?"

"Uncle Fan, I haven't made up my mind about the patrol, but now I have something to ask you."

Jiang Li blinked those big black eyes, which were full of water, like a cute puppy.

Even Hei Wu, who has always been hard-hearted, is a little bit overwhelmed.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Fan Wujiu asked impatiently, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I want to find a ghost named Li Fangfang. She committed suicide by jumping into the river five years ago. I know that it's against the rules to ask uncle to find a ghost who committed suicide, but the situation is special. I hope uncle can be lenient and help out."

"Hmph, you asked me for help even though you knew it was against the rules, aren't you cheating me?"

Fan Wujiu turned around and was about to leave, Jiang Li hurriedly used the spirit fixation technique to fix him, and then smiled flatteringly, "Uncle, listen to me first. I've counted, that ghost and her child died together. Yangshou is not over yet. On the contrary, the later son of the child's father should not have been born."

"You mean, someone secretly exchanged Yangshou to extend one's life?"

If this matter is true, it is a major event and cannot be dealt with perfunctorily.

Fan Wujiu has always been stern and selfless, nodded and said: "Okay, I know about this matter, and if it is verified to be true, I will bring you that ghost."

"How long? This matter is urgent."

Jiang Li knows that there are many things big and small in the underworld, so the messengers are usually very busy.

In addition, they have never had any concept of time, so they had to ask one more question, otherwise they might have to wait ten or eight years.

Seeing that she asked so much, Fan Wujiu snorted, "Don't worry, it will be soon, just wait for my news."

After the words fell, he ignored Jiang Li and disappeared as soon as he turned around.

Jiang Li pursed his lips, although he was not very satisfied, but that was all he could do for the time being.

Worried that she had been out for too long and would attract the attention of others, she hurried back quietly.

　In the future, it will still be updated at 6:[-] p.m., are the treasures still there?Every day is so quiet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)