After being abandoned, I became famous by live streaming of metaphysics

The bullet screens were brushed up one after another.

[This seems to be in a small restaurant?Is this Little Brother Zhang from Liucheng drunk? 】

[It looks like a worker who just got off work. Is it impulsive consumption? I suggest you think twice. 】

[Brother Zhang, you can give me the opportunity!I'll give you double the price! 】

Mingzhuo stared at Zhang Liuxiang on the sub-screen for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Please tell me what you want to be."

Zhang Liuxiang also saw those bullet screens, and 1 yuan was basically his monthly salary, so of course he felt distressed.

But when he thought of what that person said just now, he suddenly became angry again, and felt that spending such a small amount of money was nothing!
"Master, I have watched your last two live broadcasts, and I believe that you must have real skills." Zhang Liuxiang said, "Please help me calculate whether my sister really... stole someone."

Thinking of his sister, Zhang Liuxiang couldn't help but have red eyes.

Zhang Liufeng has been beautiful since she was a child, and she is a village flower. A few years ago, a matchmaker who came to her door to talk about her almost broke through the threshold.

Later Zhang Liufeng married the Hu family in the village and lived an ordinary life.

In recent years, it is popular in the village that men and women go out to work together, open a husband-and-wife shop, or both enter the factory, leaving the children to the care of the elderly.

The conditions of the Hu family are average, and there is a mother-in-law who is paralyzed in bed. Zhang Liufeng did not go out to work with her husband, but stayed at home to take care of the fields and the family.

She is very capable and hardworking, and has always managed the family well.

Until the year before last year when I suddenly collapsed, I found out that I got breast cancer, but I didn’t get over it, and I passed away last year.

At that time, Zhang Liuxiang felt as if the sky had fallen. How could this be? My sister was young, so why did she disappear.

But the dead cannot be brought back to life, and the living must always look forward.

After July [-], he packed his luggage and continued to go out to work.

It wasn't until I went home during the Chinese New Year that I heard rumors about my sister, saying that Hu Qing from the village was drunk one day, and when he came home late at night, he fell into the vegetable field and slept all night.

That place happened to be Zhang Liufeng's tomb. Hu Qing told everyone the next morning that he had seen a ghost last night, saying that Zhang Liufeng was worthy of a young and beautiful female ghost.

Zhang Liuxiang knew that Hu Qing always liked to run the train with his mouth full, and he didn't have a score in his mouth, but it was too much to arrange even the dead.

For this matter, he rushed to Hu Qing's house that day and beat him up, warning him not to talk nonsense.

But the matter didn't stop there, some people still spread rumors in private, and gradually some people began to come forward and say that they were seduced by Zhang Liufeng.

Others said that women got breast cancer because they were touched too much by men, which shows that Zhang Liufeng is really not clean.

These rumors were only spread in private at first, until someone from the next village came to broadcast the incident live.

The guy from the next door village is called Zhang Xingwang. A few years ago, he followed other people's example and live broadcasted on the Internet.

Because he likes to exaggerate the facts, create drama and conflicts, he also became popular, with hundreds of thousands of fans on his account.

The other party came to the village for a live interview, edited those rumors into a video, and made a conclusion with embellishments, proving that Zhang Liufeng was indiscreet during his lifetime, and even a ghost after death.

They also spread rumors that all young men in the village have been seduced by Zhang Liufeng; all male ghosts are not allowed to pass by Zhang Liufeng's grave.

That video spread very widely in their area, in villages, towns, counties, various fellow township groups, fellow township associations...

Zhang Liuxiang was about to go crazy, and negotiated with the other party to ask the video to be taken off the shelves. The other party also said, "Your family has a bad family style, so you can't blame others for saying it."

Now his parents are pointed at when they go out, and the little nephew is even called a bastard.

The whole family was in a state of panic all day long.

In a fit of rage, her brother-in-law, Hu Wenhao, bought a train ticket to go home overnight, smashed his sister's grave, and took out half of the ashes and scattered them in the river.

Just because Zhang Liuxiang heard about this incident, he couldn't hold back his emotions and started arguing with someone.

[My god, what kind of magical reality is this? 】

[No, brother-in-law should not beat up the rumormonger when he is angry?Why smashed my sister's grave? 】

[It's too much, are these people so cheap, even the dead have to be choreographed. 】

[So speechless, now some Internet celebrities really have no limit. 】

[Support Brother Zhang to sue, this is already enough for the crime of spreading rumors and defamation! 】

"Sue? How should I sue?" Zhang Liuxiang said with red eyes, "I just want to prove that my sister is innocent!"

His sister was not like that at all!

There were a few sneers from the side, Zhang Liuxiang glared at him, and the man with the cropped head said, "Brother Zhang, it's really not worth it for you to waste this money just for one breath."

"That's right, if you tell this kind of thing on the Internet, wouldn't you lose face?"

Zhang Liuxiang slapped the table and stood up: "It's been said that my sister is innocent!"

He was so angry that he grabbed the bench, wanting to fight people desperately!
Ming Zhuo: "Wait a minute!"

She said in a very firm tone, "Your sister is innocent, she didn't do those things, and those who spread rumors behind her back will not end well."

Zhang Liuxiang's hand holding the bench froze, "Master?"

Ming Zhuo: "Can you tell me your sister's birth date?"

Zhang Liuxiang froze for a moment, and quickly reported his sister's birthday.

Ming Zhuo picked up the yellow table paper next to the criminal law book, dipped it in cinnabar and began to draw symbols.

Soon the talisman paper was drawn, and she lit the talisman paper.

【What is the master doing? Isn't it recruiting ghosts? 】

[It would be great if I could really recruit ghosts. Damn, those who spread rumors are so mean-spirited that they can’t speak when they bully the dead, so they should be revenged by ghosts. 】

[Every time I watch the anchor burn the talisman paper, I feel amazing. How on earth can it be spontaneously ignited? 】

[Haha spontaneous combustion is not easy, chemistry will give you a lot of insight. 】

【Curious about how the anchor will help this Brother Zhang. 】

Zhang Liuxiang was also a little at a loss. On impulse, he just wanted to find an anchor to help clarify his sister's innocence. When he calmed down, he thought, there are no ghosts in the world, and no real masters.

In the small restaurant, the light bulbs suddenly flickered a few times, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere.

Zhang Liuxiang touched his arm and suddenly felt a little cold.

But the inch-cut man and the others next to him, who had been teasing easily before, suddenly widened their eyes with horror on their faces.

"Ghost! Ghost! There really are ghosts!"

Zhang Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, "You guys think there is no ghost, so why do you still believe Hu Qing's nonsense?"

The cropped man's eyeballs bulged, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed several times to Zhang Liuxiang, "Brother Zhang, I was wrong! I shouldn't have spread rumors that I had an affair with your sister!"

Several other people kowtowed and slapped their mouths.

Seeing these people like this, Zhang Liuxiang was angry and angry. It turned out that these people also started spreading rumors together.

This is no longer a matter of rumors.

He grabbed the short-haired man and punched him, "Are you fucking cheap!"

The inch-cut man was beaten until his facial features were distorted, but he dared not speak.

After a few minutes, the lights of the small restaurant returned to normal.

Little fairies, beg for tickets~~