Live fortune telling: Entertainment industry bosses beg me to come back

Chapter 202 Falling from the sky

The familiar office turned into an extremely spacious and extremely dark hell.

Every corner reveals something terrifying and strange.

"Director Liu Zhuang, look over there."

Wen Sheng pointed in one direction.

"It's a tongue-pulling hell that specializes in dealing with people who lied during their lifetime."

“Don’t be afraid to show you around in advance.”

I saw the evil spirits lining up one by one, and a special judge pulled out their tongues.

The screams and screams of the right evil spirits begging for mercy could be heard endlessly, but it had no effect at all.

The judge did not hesitate when he pulled out the tongue, just like the "lynching" Liu Zhuang used on his "patients" on weekdays.

Seeing the evil spirits being dragged away one by one with their mouths full of blood, Li Zhuang seemed to feel the same pain, and was so painful that he couldn't even speak.

"You don't deny that you lied, do you?"

"How many normal people have become 'patients' in your hands? The number of lies you have told is enough to make you pull out your tongue a hundred times."

"You should be lucky that you only have one tongue, and you only have to endure this sin once, otherwise, haha..."

Wen Sheng's laughter made Liu Zhuang tremble uncontrollably, and despair arose in his heart. He didn't even know where to turn for help.

At this time Wen Sheng pointed in another direction: "Look there."

Liu Zhuang trembled and looked in the other direction.

I saw a big oil pan in that direction.

The oil pan is so big that hundreds of people can fit in it.

There was boiling hot oil in the oil pan, and the people inside were screaming in agony.

Liu Zhuang saw this scene and suddenly felt wet down there.

When he lowered his head, he realized that he had been scared to death at some point.

"Where is this? You peed a little too early."

Wen Sheng suddenly grabbed Liu Zhuang's back collar. When Liu Zhuang reacted, he found that he had been carried flying by this woman.

Wen Sheng took him flying around in the endless vast and dark world, passing through layers of hell.

I’ve seen the Knife Mountain, I’ve seen the Sea of Fire, I’ve seen the Dog Head Ridge, I’ve seen everything here.

Liu Zhuang gradually felt that death was not only a terrible thing, but also an endlessly painful thing.

"I am guilty and I am atonement. Sister, Heroine, please let me go."

Liu Zhuang knelt in front of Wen Sheng and begged.

Wen Sheng replied coldly: "It's never me who can let you go, but yourself."

When Wen Sheng raised his hand slightly, Liu Zhuang felt as if he had been separated from the eighteenth level of hell and returned to his familiar office.

Looking at the cold equipment in the office is simply a record of his sins in this life.

"First sign Zhao Xiaomin's name, and then let out the news that you are going to surrender."

"It should, it should," after hearing Wen Sheng's words, Liu Zhuang responded repeatedly:

"My sins are so serious, it is appropriate for me to surrender."

"I'm asking you to release the news to surrender first, not to actually surrender. Can you understand?"

Although Liu Zhuang didn't know what Wen Sheng wanted to do, he still nodded obediently.

After signing, Liu Zhuang's brain gradually came alive:
"Xia Xia, do you want to use me as bait?"

"That's right," Wen Sheng replied: "He is indeed a smart person who can sit in the position of director."

After speaking, Wen Sheng took the certificate signed by Liu Zhuang and walked out of the office.

When the nurse just now saw Wen Sheng, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes.

I thought that this woman would be in tears and in great pain when she left Liu Zhuang's office, but I didn't expect that she would walk out unscathed. And he also got a discharge certificate signed by Liu Zhuang.

This woman is not simple.

Although it was surprising, at this moment the nurse could not despise this plain-looking woman.

She quickly took Wen Sheng to Zhao Xiaomin's ward.

The moment Zhao Xiaomin saw Wen Sheng, she was very wary: "Who are you?"

Wen Sheng: "I am your sister who has been missing for many years."

The sister who has been missing for many years?
Zhao Xiaomin has been the only daughter in her family since she was born, but she has never heard of an older sister.

It must be Jia Changhai who tortured her in different ways every day.

Zhao Xiaomin was about to expose the "lie" of the woman in front of him, when Wen Sheng secretly concealed the effect of the disguise from an angle that no one else could see.

Zhao Xiaomin froze on the spot for a moment.

Wen Sheng? It turned out to be Wen Sheng?

Did Wen Sheng really hear his prayers every night?

Zhao Xiaomin almost cried with joy, but still tried hard to stay calm.

After her mother passed away, Zhao Xiaomin was persecuted by Jia Changhai and sent to this hellish place. For the first time, she felt what it meant to be incompatible with heaven and earth.

There was endless sin and darkness in it, making her unable to resist at all.

Whenever he is desperate, Zhao Xiaomin will think of someone.

She is an anchor, a fortune teller, a fortune teller who has helped ordinary people redress their grievances and take revenge countless times.

When she was outside, she would stay in Wen Sheng's live broadcast room every day. Her admiration for Wen Sheng in her heart could no longer be simply described as a "fan".

But Zhao Xiaomin was in this damn place and couldn't even watch the live broadcast, let alone call for help.

In despair, Zhao Xiaomin could only pray every day.

I pray that one day Wen Sheng can hear his voice and hear his cry for help.

One day this goddess can descend from the sky and save her from fire and water.

Although Zhao Xiaomin expected so, she also knew in her heart, how could this be possible?
But she never expected that this subconscious impossibility would actually become possible.

Zhao Xiaomin suppressed her excitement and said calmly: "Yes, I remembered it. I really want to have a lost sister."

Wen Sheng took Zhao Xiaomin out of the hospital building, and Zhao Xiaomin finally smelled the breath of freedom that he had not smelled for a long time.

"Sister Wen Sheng, why did you come back to find me?"

"Your mother asked me to come."

Wen Sheng's answer made Zhao Xiaomin's eyes turn red instantly.

She has never been able to avenge her mother, but her mother rescued her first.

It turns out that my mother is the protector.

Just when Zhao Xiaomin was filled with endless emotion, Wen Sheng's face darkened.

"I asked your mother to wait for us at home, but this old lady doesn't seem to be very obedient."

After saying this, Wen Sheng took Zhao Xiaomin to a hidden place.

Then Wen Sheng was seen throwing a talisman into the sky, and the next second came the moment to witness the miracle.

Two ghosts appeared out of thin air and were fighting. Then they were shot down by Wen Sheng's talisman and fell to the ground one after another.

"Mother……"

Zhao Xiaomin shouted and then rushed towards the seriously injured ghost.