Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 329

This scene made her confused for a moment, but the next moment, a powerful resentment suddenly poured out of the big screen hanging on the wall.

"Master, I'm hungry~" At the same time, a resentment that was stronger than the other party's was raging in her sea of ​​consciousness and flew out, "I'm so hungry~"

"Shut up," Sang Yue grabbed it with her thoughts and said speechlessly, "You can't eat this."

"Why?" Maura's voice, weak from hunger, immediately rose, high-pitched and slightly off-key, "Don't you want to save those Muggles?"

The master's personality is so erratic, sometimes Jennifer, sometimes Maggie, hard to fathom. This evil spirit carries several human lives on its back and has reached the standard of being mature and delicious, ready to be eaten!
"It can't be saved now." Sang Yue explained.

While staring intently at the screen, the darkness in the screen was distorted, as if there was a handful of smooth hair hidden in it. The hair was moving like countless nematodes, and a woman's face with a strange smile slowly emerged from it.

"Sadako?" She mumbled to herself, "It's a bit tacky to appear."

"What does soil have to do with it? As long as you can eat it!" Maura pinched the back of Destiny's neck and rushed forward frantically.

The midnight snack is just around the corner, so I have to take a bite no matter what.

Seeing that Ah Piao on the screen didn't scare her, she suddenly became angry and burst out of the screen with a heart-stirring scream. A biting cold air approached, causing Sang Yue, who was eating cherries, to tremble and shiver.

Suddenly, the other party's hideous and ugly face approached her. She, who was completely inexperienced in catching ghosts, released the restraints on her body, and her body immediately exploded with a dazzling light——

"Ah——" The ghastly face screamed and retracted from the screen like lightning.

He wanted to retreat into his lair and calm down, but for him, the screen was just a passage leading to the ancient house. But now, the screen seems to have an invisible barrier trapping it in a narrow corner, with no entry or exit.

It couldn't help but panic, lying on its hands in front of the invisible barrier and screaming miserably:
"Let me out! Let me out! You can't kill me..."

"Master, it has harmed many people, let me eat it!" Mora begged, circling around the evil spirit trapped in the screen, salivating. "If you let it go, it will definitely harm others. You The light of merit is not so bright."

After following its master for many years, although it has not been able to practice, it has a general understanding of the wizards and magicians here.

The wizards and magicians here are collectively called strangers, who are particularly rare and keen to increase their own merit. It didn't take this kind of thinking seriously before, but tonight it opened its eyes to the fact that the light magic called merit is really powerful.

The master only emitted the light of 10% merit and almost dispersed the evil spirit. Fortunately, I had quick eyesight and quick hands, and I quickly and decisively trapped the evil spirit in the screen.

"Just let me eat it, let me eat it, Maura also wants to cultivate the light of merit, wow~" I couldn't help it, I really couldn't help it. It wasn't hungry at first, but when it smelled the sinister aura from the evil spirit, it made its whole spirit extremely irritable.

"You can't eat me!" The evil spirit was trembling with fear and sweating coldly, racking his brains to make the other party understand his importance. "Once I die, tens of thousands of lives will be buried with me! You bear this sin." Can you afford it?”

So powerful? Its words reminded Sang Yue of the message she had just seen in Pandora's live broadcast room, saving one from harming thousands. It seemed that what Qingshan Temple said was true.

But whether it is or not, you have to see it yourself to know.

So I closed my eyes and opened them suddenly, a faint light flickering in my eyes...

At that time, at the ancient house in the forest, the screen of his mobile phone suddenly went black, which made Apan panic, "What's going on? Why did it suddenly..." Before he could finish his words, he paused as if he suddenly thought of something, raised his eyes and came to Ala next to him looked at each other.

The ardent expectations in my heart fell instantly, like falling into an ice cellar.

Ala's body was already cold before he could even expect it. At this time, Apan quickly calmed down, coughed twice, and apologized when he handed the phone back to others:
"I don't know what happened, but the screen went black."

Black screen? Everyone was startled by his reaction first, and watched blankly as their companion took the phone, and took a closer look intentionally:
"Where is the black screen? It's normal." Apan and Ala were not surprised when they heard this. Ala suppressed their excitement and asked calmly:
"Is the netizen who left the message just now still there?"

While she was talking, Apan turned his hidden phone out and opened it again to see if there were any messages from this person in his live broadcast room.

The companion looked through it and couldn't find the answer. Netizens in their live broadcast room heard Allah’s voice and responded one after another:

"No, he/she left after scolding, it seems..."

"This guy is quite capable, but he can't find the IP address..."

"Why are you checking people's IP addresses upstairs? Are you a fan of Qingliu?"

"Yes, I was kindly reminding you."

"Is that called a reminder? Is that called a curse?" Some netizens scolded them very filthy, and at the same time they were very unconvinced. They strongly supported the netizens above to continue to investigate, and once they found out, they would immediately curse the other party to death.

For a moment, the barrage in the live broadcast room was divided into three groups of people.

One group continues to support the male anchor to go deep into the scary old house, while the other group urges the anchor and others to leave quickly. Listen to others' advice and keep Qingshan here, so that they can have another chance to appear on the scene. You know, Xu Jingke’s team is still a missing person.

"Forget it," Apan couldn't find a similar message in his live broadcast room. He put away his phone again in disappointment and kindly advised, "Only by listening to others' advice can there be a tomorrow. Alas, let's go, the time is up."

Ala took one last look at the partner of the other anchor, then followed Apan with his bag on his back and pushed open the heavy... Bang, the door panel fell.

The two anchors didn't expect it to be anything more than an appearance. They stayed there for a second, then calmly stepped on the door panel and entered the dark house.

Outside the door, the Qingliu team looked at each other.

Some poked their heads into the house, and some paced uneasily at the door, wanting to enter but worried about being criticized by the netizen. Six people came in and three came out. Which three people had the chance to come out, the other party did not say.

If you are a survivor, you will definitely become famous and your net worth will rise greatly after this live broadcast.

But what if it’s him who dies? How can you be willing to let your own life become a stepping stone for others to gain fame and fortune? There are two girls in the team, one supports withdrawing, and the other encourages the anchor to join, saying that she will stay with her until the end.

The male protagonist is very embarrassed because he signed a gambling agreement with others before coming here and he has to stay here tonight. He can do whatever he wants when it comes to filming live broadcasts, killing scripts, etc. Anyway, they are just for the netizens in the live broadcast room to see.

The agreement only allowed him to stay for one night and nothing else.

The point is, other teammates don't know about this agreement. He signed it alone, and he alone will bear all the compensation for winning or losing.

Thinking of this agreement, Qingliu anchor couldn't help but feel suspicious. Could the netizen who reminded him be a shill hired by the person he was betting against? The purpose is to get him to quit and obediently pay a huge sum of money.

Reputation was important, and the wealth he had worked so hard to accumulate was even more important.

If he retreats without a fight tonight, he will lose not only his reputation, but also his wealth. The teammates didn't lose anything. They just picked the address from the fans' submission box and came to shoot it to help the fan clear up his doubts.

There is no loss whether you stay or not, unlike myself...

"Come in." The anchor plucked up the courage and looked at his teammates with a heavy tone. "I will keep my word. Of course, you don't have to risk your life with me. Whoever is afraid can just leave. There is no need to force it."

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