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

The man didn't show his face, but his laughter was indeed a bit mean.

He was a little proud of his intelligence. He didn't know whether the soul bottle was real or fake, but he knew the person in front of him.

He is a famous anchor, especially on short video software. He is one of the top anchors.

Her number of fans is not mixed at all. There are tens of thousands of people online in the live broadcast alone.

What's more, there are some people who are dedicated to riding on her popularity. They use her live broadcast replays every day to analyze her character.

Now that I have taken out this soul bottle, it can be regarded as a publicity in front of outsiders.

Moreover, he had carefully investigated and found that most of the people who watched her live broadcast were rich and free, and they also believed in mystical arts. He was able to accurately attract traffic.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel happy as he thought about it.

Su Nian looked at the porcelain bottle in front of him and smiled slightly.

"You can't sell this bottle."

The man looked a little unhappy, then heard Su Nian continue.

"You have recognized the owner of this bottle. Take it out easily, but be careful that the thing inside will haunt you until death!"

Su Nian's tone was relaxed, and the middle-aged man's heart suddenly started to tremble.

He was not a fool, and he understood something through what Su Nian said.

He knew that this was a big anchor, and what he said might be a bit false, but with so many fans, he must have some real ability no matter what.

In front of so many netizens, no matter what you say, you can’t lie.

Thinking of this, he felt a little strange, but he had never had any special connection with this bottle. Why did he say he recognized the bottle?

But looking at the other party's solemn look, the middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart and couldn't say anything: "Where do you start talking about this?"

Su Nian's fingertips gently touched the soul bottle. The fingertips were slightly cold, but Su Nian's lips curled up in pleasure.

"You still have a painting at home."

"painting?"

The middle-aged man was confused and couldn't help but ask again. “The bottle is in the painting.”

"Ah? How is this possible?"

He likes to collect antiques, and naturally he also collects a lot of ancient paintings, but he has never noticed that there is this bottle in the painting at home.

Su Nian nodded: "That painting should be a portrait."

portrait?

When Su Nian said this, the man became even more surprised. He preferred to collect Feng Shui paintings, but there were very few portraits.

How could this be possible?

After thinking again and again, he said: "Wait a minute, I'll ask the people at home first and let them take a photo."

He wondered if it was because he didn't look closely at the painting on weekdays, so he never noticed the clues in the painting.

He immediately took out his cell phone and called his wife at home, asking her to help him take pictures of the portraits and ancient paintings at home.

His wife reluctantly blamed him for disturbing her mahjong game, but she still took the photo for him.

Not long after, three photos were sent.

The first one is a painting of a beautiful woman washing her hands by the river. The woman is gentle and smiling.

The second picture shows a general, sitting upright and majestic, not angry but proud.

The third pair is a handsome young man, who seems to be a poet, with a poetry book in his hand.

The man looked at it again and again, very carefully, but he never found the shadow of the soul bottle in these three photos.

Moreover, these three paintings are extremely normal and there is nothing strange about them at all.

Could it be that the anchor in front of me is really a liar?

He couldn't help but look up at Su Nian, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Look where is the soul bottle here?"