The fake daughter went crazy and begged her to gain magical powers

On the dry and thin face, a pair of eyes were as cold as knives, emitting an inorganic glass-like cold light. They looked lifeless, like some kind of puppet being manipulated.

Lao Huai took a step back, and the fans in the live broadcast room were also startled. The sentence "Fuck" rolled across the barrage.

Lao Huai: "It seems that it has been converted into a commercial center and there are no residential areas."

"How could that be? I've lived there all my life, how could I not know!"

As she said that, the old woman seemed to have remembered something and turned around slowly. Her movements were sluggish and dull, like some kind of robot with poor contact. Every move she made was weird, and there was a creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other in her neck.

"How can this happen, how can this happen..."

"My family has a family. Where is my home..."

The old woman muttered and left slowly, and the camera panned to her feet, which were empty and without a shadow.

[Ah ah ah, is this a ghost? She has no shadow. ]
[Maybe it’s because there’s no light, or maybe it’s the angle. ]
[Let me deceive myself and others. There is no trace of anyone. ]
……

Lao Huai continued to walk forward and soon walked into a bus stop. There was a solitary light gray bench and a solitary street lamp standing upright, emitting a faint bright green light.

[Laohuai, don't go in, the street lights are not normal. ]
[Oh my god, is this the legendary ghost bus station? ]
[The stations are all out, and the ghost car will be here soon. ]
……

Lao Huai walked in, reached out and touched the bench, and said, "It's so cold, family members. I really risked my life to live broadcast. This bench is as cold as a coffin just dug out in winter."

Fans were so moved that they sent gifts.

Suddenly, a white mist rose slowly in front of him and spread slowly, and then the sound of a slowly approaching car came from the white mist.

[Coming, coming, the ghost car is coming. ]
[Are you sure you want to be in such close contact? Lao Huai, in fact, if you take us to have a look from a distance, we will be satisfied. ]
[Yes, anchors don’t have to work so hard, their own life safety is the most important thing. ]
……

In the previous live broadcasts, Lao Huai took his fans to take a look at the bus with green light from a distance, but did not get closer.

Although fans are enthusiastic about it, many people also question it, saying that from such a long distance, who knows whether it is true or false.

Therefore, Lao Huai decided to go all out and lead fans to observe the ghost car up close.

The theme of this live broadcast is close contact with ghost cars.

Finally, a bus penetrated the white fog and drove slowly. It stopped slowly after entering the stop.

Fans saw through the live broadcast screen that this was an old bus. It had been worn for some time. The paint on the front of the bus was peeling off and one of the rearview mirrors was also off.

The interior lights of the car emitted a pale green light, and the windows were closed tightly, making it impossible to see inside from the outside.

[Ah, this is a ghost car. The anchor can just take a look. But don’t go in when the door is open. ]
[Oh my God, the car door is open. Look, the car door is open. ]
……

Sure enough, with a creak, the car door slowly opened to both sides, revealing the rusty pedals underneath.

Lao Huai took a step back and pointed the phone screen at the car.

Seeing that no one was getting on the bus, the driver slowly turned his head, and the green light shone on his face, making his facial features look eerie.

"Aren't you going to get in the car?" the driver asked.

Lao Huai pretended to be relaxed, "I haven't lived enough yet."

The driver sneered, "Don't worry, sooner or later there will be a day. In a few years, I will come to pick you up."

"Haha, humor! A few years is too early, let's talk about it in a few decades."

Lao Huai waved to the bus, and the driver raised his stiff arms to wave to him. Then the door closed, and the bus, like an old man, once again passed through the white mist ahead.

Lao Huai left the site, "Okay, family, today's live broadcast is over. See you next time."

While he was saying thank you at the end, fans rushed in for another wave of gifts.

Then the live broadcast ended, and several people emerged from behind the bus stop and shouted: "Call it, call it a day."

So, those people put away the bus stops. It turned out that these were special props. Because it was dark at night, they looked like ordinary bus stops.

After putting away the props, these few people walked forward with Lao Huai, and the ghost car just now was parked in front waiting for them.

The car door opened and the green lights switched to incandescent lights. The driver touched his face to wipe off the gloomy makeup. The three people sitting in the car were the three people Lao Huai met in front of him.

One is a middle-aged man wearing white mourning clothes burning paper on the roadside, the other is a young woman wearing a red wedding dress, and the other is an old woman carrying a floral cloth bag.

Lao Huai walked into the car, and the three of them greeted each other.

The woman in the wedding dress looked at her phone: "Does anyone want to eat Malatang? Let's put together an order."

The old woman waved her hand, "I'm too old to eat that stuff."

The middle-aged man who was burning paper raised his hand and said, "Add me a share."

"Where's Laohuai?"

Lao Huai: "I've been getting angry recently and can't eat spicy food."

"Is there anything spicy?"

"Order me some milk tea and I'll transfer the money to you later."

"What do you want in the car?"

"Let the rider deliver it to the company. It's just a place where you can eat."

……

It has a pleasant atmosphere of having an after-get off work dinner.

The bus moved forward slowly, and everyone felt bored.

The woman in the wedding dress had a lively personality and spoke first: "Lao Zhang's acting just now was too exaggerated, and he even raised his hand to wave."

Lao Zhang, who was the driver, said dissatisfiedly: "This is too exaggerated. An actor's self-cultivation is to make sure his movements are perfect. We have to let the audience understand what's wrong with us."

The old woman laughed and said, "When it comes to acting, none of you are as good as me."

The middle-aged man who was burning paper also said: "Yes, I still need to learn more from Teacher Liu. Teacher Liu's eyes are so touching."

Lao Huai glanced at everyone with disdain. The teachers were just a group of extras who hung out in the film and television city all year round. They had a dream of becoming a star, but they couldn't realize it.

His newly signed team brought these people in to play different roles every night, making them much more profitable than their previous jobs at the studio.

Moreover, these people have also signed confidentiality agreements and will not be leaked easily.

Even this bus was an old bus specially bought and transformed into what people imagined as a ghost bus.

Their company is not far from here, and everyone is thinking that in a few minutes, they will arrive at the right place and the rider will deliver the food.

However, the car drove forward for another 10 minutes and still didn't see the company.

In order to stay in shape, the wedding woman didn't eat much during the day. She was really hungry. She rubbed her belly and said, "Old Zhang, why haven't you arrived yet?"

The driver, Lao Zhang, complained disdainfully: "I asked you to lose weight. Now you know you are hungry."

The middle-aged man who burned the paper also complained: "Let me tell you, you girls are just looking for trouble for yourselves. You are hungry during the day and don't eat, and you can't control yourself and order takeout at night. When will you lose weight?"

"What do you know? It's called eating until you have the strength to lose weight."

Everyone was joking and laughing, completely unaware that the street was looping endlessly, as if it would never end.

After another 10 minutes, the woman in wedding dress saw that the takeout on her phone had been delivered and fell into deep thought.

It shouldn't be. According to her plan, the delivery time of the takeout was almost the same as the time when she arrived at the company.

She called the delivery man and asked, "Has the delivery been delivered? Where is it?"

"Let's put the front desk of your company. Isn't there someone on duty?"

"Oh, I know."

At the end of every day's live broadcast, they have to go back to the company to summarize and review, so there are indeed people on duty at this point.

But...why hasn't this bus arrived yet?
The woman in the wedding dress finally realized something was wrong and asked again: "Lao Zhang, how long will it take?" Lao Zhang didn't answer, looked straight ahead, and held the steering wheel with both hands, motionless.

Lao Huai also realized something was wrong, "Why is the car driving so slowly today? It's been 10 minutes and it hasn't arrived at the company yet."

When he said this, someone immediately noticed something unusual and stepped forward to pat Lao Zhang on the shoulder.

"Old Zhang..."

Lao Zhang slowly turned around, with two tears of blood flowing from his eyes, "Don't worry, this is the first time I've seen someone so anxious to go to the underworld and be reincarnated."

……

"what!!!"

Screams erupted inside the bus.

The next day, the front desk clerk of xx Culture Media Company, who had been on duty all night, looked at the cold takeout on the table and fell into deep thought.

He was so tired that he fell asleep on his stomach. He thought that his colleagues would take away his takeaway when they came back. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, the takeout was still there.

Strange, no one came back yesterday?
The front desk went inside and took a look, and sure enough, there was no one there. When he entered the company group again, no one spoke. The most recent message was the instructions given before the live broadcast last night.

The front desk quickly contacted everyone individually, Lao Huai, Lao Zhang, Lao Liu, the director, props...

No one responded.

The receptionist suddenly felt his scalp numb and his whole body broke into a cold sweat.

What they do is a supernatural live broadcast, and what is shown in front of the camera is fake and specially designed by them.

Some people used to joke that it would be funny if the fake thing turned out to be true during a live broadcast.

No one cared about it at the time, but now it seems...

Thinking of this, the front desk clerk trembled and called the police.

……

……

Three days later, Su Qingning was still living in the hotel. She checked her account every day and it was still banned.

The anti-fans are as happy as the Chinese New Year these days. Because they can't go to her account to spout arrogant words, they go to her super chat and poop everywhere.

Bai Jiashu comforted her: "Sister, don't read. It's only been a few days since the first fifteen-day ban. If you're in a bad mood, go to my school."

Bai Jiashu only told her these two days that he had taken a job for Su Qingning, which was to help his school with feng shui.

But because it is a college, we cannot do this blatantly, we can only do it secretly.

Su Qingning was in a bad mood because she was banned, so she refused directly.

"I've been banned. People on the Internet say I'm a fake master. I've been cracked down by the authorities. Please stop taking jobs for me. I'm tired."

Su Qingning was lying on the sofa playing games.

Bai Jiashu leaned over and said, "Sister, you have almost finished the game. Why don't I see how tired you are?"

Bai Ye walked over and put away the drink bottles on the table, "And you can eat and drink. I don't see how your mood is affected."

Su Qingning:...

She sat up and said plausibly, "You know, tiredness is mainly reflected in the inner emotions, which of course cannot be seen from the outside."

Bai Ye shook his head and smiled, threw the drink bottle into the trash can, and took out a yogurt from the refrigerator, "Drink this, this is healthy."

Bai Jiashu asked softly: "Sister, are you waiting for something?"

Su Qingning shrugged and shook her head, "No, sister is just lying down."

As soon as she lay down, she received a call from the police station.

As soon as Su Qingning got through, she was completely confused.

"My account has been banned, do you still want to arrest me and put me in jail?" she asked aggrievedly.

The other party couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Ms. Su, you misunderstood. We are not looking for you because our account has been banned, but someone has entrusted you to help handle a case."

Su Qingning: "Is this the case of the collective disappearance of the Laohuai team?"

The other party was surprised: "How do you know?"

"Then let them die if they want to die. I still have very important things to do."

"What's important?" The other party's tone also became serious.

"My game is still to the last level. If I can't pass it, I will smash my phone."

other side:……

It's really an important thing.

"However, the person who entrusts you to help handle the case this time is the Dragon Kingdom Metaphysics Association, and I hope you can come."

Su Qingning was even more confused, "Isn't the Dragon Kingdom forbidden metaphysics?"

"Yes."

"Then the Metaphysics Association is..."

"It's an official metaphysical organization."

"But aren't you forbidden to practice metaphysics?"

"Yes."

"Then why is there an official metaphysical organization?"

……

The other party was silent for a long time, "Ms. Su, how should I explain this to you..."

Half an hour later, Su Qingning appeared at the police station. The two police officers in charge of receiving them were Officer Yang, who had met Li Jianing during the previous case of jumping off a building, and the other was a young female police officer named Lin Xuan.

"Please take a seat." Officer Yang had seen Su Qingning's power and was very polite to her. Then he pointed to the young man wearing glasses next to him and said: "His name is Li Hai, he is the front desk of Laohuai Company. Let him tell you. What exactly happened?"

Li Hai pushed up his glasses and looked at Su Qingning.

Their expressions were a bit unnatural, and it seemed like they were having a bit of a holiday with Su Qingning.

Su Qingning had robbed Lao Huai of a lot of popularity before. This was their personal grudge.

Later, Lao Huai signed a new team, and the ghost car live broadcast became popular again. Su Qingning refuted the rumors, and many people pointed the finger at Lao Huai's new team.

Therefore, during the crusade against Su Qingning, their team also tried to control public opinion and guide the trend.

Even some of the criticism and insults against Su Qingning came from his company.

Su Qingning's ban has nothing to do with them.

Su Qingning said hello calmly, "Hi! I heard that you are the only one left in your company. You must be very happy. You can do whatever you want."

Li Hai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Master, please stop joking."

"I'm not a master, I'm a liar, and your company gave me this title." Su Qingning took a sip of milk tea in grievance.

Li Hai immediately distanced himself from the relationship, "It has nothing to do with me, I'm just a receptionist."

In fact, everyone in their company has more than a dozen trumpets, and they go to Su Qingning’s Weibo to scold her. Li Hai was also involved in this matter, but of course he did not dare to say it openly.