Master, ma'am, she became the top player on the Internet by fortune-telling

Chapter 14 The Cause
After the live broadcast room was quiet again, more crazier barrages emerged.

Netizens all know that Su Nian has some skills, but they didn't expect her to be able to do this.

Some people also expressed doubts, but more people forwarded it.

[I don't seem to be able to speak anymore! ]

[So you can really see that thing? ]

[This, this, is this something I can see? ]
[Whether the anchor is telling the truth or not, if he dares to lie to others and give me a live broadcast in the end, then I will definitely report you, so that you can't get along on the Internet! ]
Su Nian's face became more serious: "Many times, don't be self-righteous, take it for granted that you see a few clips, and think you know everything!"

[But it's obviously because Chen Chen doesn't want to give up his seat. If he gives up his seat well, maybe that car will avoid it! ]

[Chen Chen is indeed wrong! ]
However, Su Nian began to place three sticks of incense, a writing brush overflowing with dim light, and a piece of white paper on the table.

Seriously picked it up and waved it, Su Nian said to Xiao Jing, the girl in the video, "Tell me about your grandma's birthday!"

Xiao Jing hesitated, but seeing Su Nian's serious look, she thought that she would not dare to do anything recklessly.

Then privately send the horoscope to you Su Nian.

Su Nian only glanced at the birthday horoscope, and then started to move with the brush.

[Anchor what is this for! ]

[I don't know why, but it feels a little mysterious. ]
[Looking at this posture, it seems to be painting. ]
[Anyway, I'm a liar, I can't do any soul show. ]
It only took Su Nian a moment to draw an old man. The old man looked numb, looking forward and pursing his lips slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Xiao Jing has already screamed.

"You drew my grandma?! But you can't possibly have seen her!"

[What?This anchor drew her grandma? ]

[I'm more curious now, what the anchor will do next. ]
[So what is the use of the people in this painting. ]
[Can you draw it just by looking at the birth date?It seems a little powerful. ]
Su Nian's hand continued to draw without being affected by the outside world.

With a few more strokes, a vivid figure leaps onto the paper.

Su Nian moved her finger and pointed at the painting.

He was reciting something softly in his mouth, and what was even more mysterious was that the three sticks of incense burned faster and faster even though the painting didn't move.

[I'm not mistaken, is there something wrong with this incense? ]
[It seems that something is really wrong. ]
[Why do I feel a little cold for no reason. ]
[What the hell is the host doing!] ]
Before the netizens could continue posting bullet screens, a change occurred in the live broadcast room.

The flame of the incense has not been extinguished, but the length of the incense remains unchanged.

And that painting actually fluttered, even though there was no wind, it fluttered.

[Automatically without wind? ! ]
[So exciting, so exciting! ]

[Am I about to witness the birth of a famous scene! ]
[I'm already getting nervous everyone! ]
Snapped!
There was the sound of something heavy falling, and then the screen went dark.

Su Nian seemed to disappear.

The only thing related to it just now is the fluttering white paper.

Until the piece of paper fell on the table, the person on the painting also opened his eyes at this moment.

……

"Hey! Boy, give me a seat!"

"Auntie, I'm not feeling well. There are still vacancies over there."

The swaying bus made people drowsy, the car was dirty, and seemed to be mixed with various strange smells.

But at the front of the seat, someone began to curse, disturbing the sleepy atmosphere.

"You little bastard, will you die if you give up your seat to an old man? You don't have a father or a mother!"

"You're a beast, get up and let my old lady sit down, people like you should die sooner!"

The old woman chattered and insulted the young man.

And he couldn't bear it anymore.

"How do you talk, old man! I told you I'm not feeling well! Besides, isn't there another place over there?"

But he didn't want his rebuttal, in the eyes of the old woman, it seemed like he had suffered a great humiliation.

More dirty words were attacking him, and some people in the car were getting impatient.

"Young man, what will happen to the old man!"

"Young people nowadays, I don't know if they have no legs or what!"

"Simply the scum of society."

"Hmph, let me make a video, and I'll make you famous!"

The old woman took out her mobile phone and pointed the camera at the boy's face without saying a word.

"Look, there is a person here who doesn't respect the elderly, occupies the seat, and doesn't let the elderly sit!"

The old woman's move made the boy even more unexpected, and he covered his face with his hands in embarrassment.

But there was a steady stream of condemnation coming from the ears.

"Young people these days are rubbish!"

"It's not enough to give up a seat, what else can be done."

"Fake sickness in order not to give up your seat, what a scum!"

The boy finally couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up, as if he wanted to argue a few words.

But he didn't want the old woman, so he posted the video neatly, then turned off the phone, picked up his luggage and threw it down.

"Bitch, don't you want to sit down very much? Now I've lost your things for you, so please sit down for me!"

After speaking, he laughed, as if he had done something funny.

Things were lost, and the boy couldn't sit still.

"Master, master, stop!"

Unexpectedly, even under his yelling, the driver still drove for a long way before stopping the car.

The boy was full of anger, but he also seemed to understand something. The people in this car had similar accents, and most of them seemed to be from the same place.

And he could only admit that he was unlucky.

He could only clenched his fists and walked silently until he reached the exit.

But he was kicked down by a foot that suddenly protruded from behind.

He fell straight on the ground, the road in the country was covered with sand, and his face was bruised and bruised.

There was also laughter from the car, as if celebrating that he was finally getting rid of the scum.

The boy looked back, but there was only bus fumes left on the road.

Sighing, he could only walk back silently and find the luggage first.

At this time, the screen began to shake, as if a person was holding a camera, trembling, and was about to get off the seat and get out of the car.

The pace is very slow, and occasionally there are one or two coughs, like an old man.

The old man walked up to the driver and said in an obscure dialect: "Stop, I'm here."

But he noticed the wine bottle next to the driver's seat.

"How can you drink while driving?"

"Oh, I'm just lifting my spirits!"

With tears in his eyes, the driver raised his head and yawned, scratched his hair with one hand, and answered casually.

But I didn't want it to be this juncture, the driver just let go of his hand so lightly.

The car rushed straight forward.

Rural roads are complicated and dangerous.

Just one, two or three seconds of slack is enough to make the car go off the track and fall into the cliff.

　Special thanks to Aurora Qianmian for the recommendation vote, thank you for insisting on voting for me every day, I am too busy recently, the update is irregular, I will start adding updates tomorrow, thank you for your support and encouragement!
　　


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