Duanmuqing glanced at the old man and didn't care at all what he said.
Now that he was broadcasting live, what he wanted to do was to get rid of this old man quickly and continue his career.
"Listen to me, people are really going to die. Really, that thing has woken up." The old man murmured as he looked at Duanmu Qing.
Duanmuqing frowned, feeling a little impatient, and then walked towards the old man.
His right hand turned into a skull shape and grabbed the old man's shoulder.
"Old man, you are already dead. Don't worry about things in the world of the world. Just go to the underworld."
After Duanmuqing finished speaking, he grabbed the old man and threw him into the gate of the underworld.
"Something will really happen, something will really happen, and a lot of people will die!"
The old man who had entered the gate of the underworld looked at Duanmu Qing and kept talking.
But Duanmuqing waved his hand and took back the underworld gate, and the old man's ghost disappeared and went to the underworld completely.
Duanmuqing clapped his hands and quickly returned to the camera, interacting cordially with his family.
This was Duanmuqing's first live broadcast. In order to make the effect better, Duanmuqing went to the old man to ask questions without shame, and then got the essence of the live broadcast.
It's just deception. No matter what the guys in the live broadcast room say, don't be angry. The only purpose is to treat them as leeks and make them pay.
Therefore, many guys in the live broadcast room were questioning Duanmuqing's gender, and some even called him sister. Duanmuqing was not angry at all. Instead, he coquettishly called him eldest brother and asked him to give him gifts.
"Damn it, Duanmuqing is so disgusting."
In the shop, I was in a good mood after reinstalling my broken arm, so I asked Xiaobai to take out his mobile phone and find Duanmuqing’s live broadcast account.
This is the guy's first live broadcast, I want to see how popular it is.
The most important point is that his popularity is related to my income, so I am very concerned about it.
However, when I saw the scene in the live broadcast room of Eduan Muqing holding his throat and asking for a reward for his elder brother, I couldn't help but take a breath and had the urge to rush to the noodle shop and beat him into a pig's head.
But when I saw the gifts flying all over the screen, I immediately gave up the idea.
There is no shame in making money.
"This guy is so disgusting."
The little guy stretched his neck and took a look, curled his lips with a look of contempt, then shook his head and walked to Ah Qi's side to start studying today's homework.
The little guy has almost recovered in the past few days, so he asked me to rush to school two days ago.
Now that I see him confused by those elementary school assignments, I feel a little proud in my heart.
That is the Queen, one of the four zombie kings, and now he is actually doing homework like a primary school student, which greatly satisfies the evil taste in my heart.
Axiu and Xiaoyu didn't know what they were talking about together, and they both looked very happy.
Axiu's true form is a phoenix, and the power of the phoenix is designed to restrain evil spirits. Even I felt a little uncomfortable in front of her.
Xiaobai and the little guy stayed far away from him.
Xiaoyu, on the other hand, is very easy to talk to.
Maybe Xiaoyu's strength is too weak and she can't feel the terrifying power of the Phoenix at all, so she is not afraid of letting her.
Both of them have quiet personalities, so they quickly became good sisters.
The old guy is in his room with the big black dog and Di Ting, and those monsters are still continuing their live broadcast business.
As for the wood, he was seriously injured and is now in the paper-making shop, with the kid taking care of him.
Looking at my shop, I sighed with satisfaction.
In this room, there are female ghosts, zombies, phoenixes and those monsters. It is simply a gathering place of monsters and monsters.
I believe that if an ordinary person knew the true situation in the shop, he would probably go crazy.
But now everyone is in peace, and it's a warm scene. The most important thing is that these monsters and monsters have become more and more like people.
This is what I would like to see, it would be better to have more human touch.
In the noodle shop, Duanmuqing said goodbye to his family a little tiredly, then threw the hedgehog to the ground and let it play by itself.
It was his live broadcast debut just now, which made Duanmuqing somewhat embarrassed, especially pretending to be a sissy in front of the camera made him extremely awkward.
Although he usually likes to call himself my mother, Duanmuqing is a real man, which makes him feel very ashamed.
But when I saw today’s live broadcast income, all those shame and embarrassments were immediately swept away.
This is not fucking making money, this is collecting money!
Looking at the numbers in his account, Duanmuqing was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
No wonder that old guy broadcasts live whenever he has time. No wonder he can buy five houses. It turns out that live streaming is really so profitable!
Duanmuqing, who was very satisfied with his income, took a shower, went to bed, and habitually took out his phone to browse the news.
"Zhao Qingting, a well-known old Peking Opera artist in our city, passed away this morning due to illness and failed treatment."
A short piece of news, accompanied by a portrait of an old man.
Duanmuqing glanced at it casually and crossed it out of habit.
But his fingers stopped and he stared closely at the old man on the phone.
"Why does it look familiar?" Duanmuqing muttered.
Then he finally thought, isn't this old man the ghost that just found him in the underworld?
Oh, it turns out his name is Zhao Qingting, and he is an old opera singer.
Duanmuqing muttered, then frowned, suddenly thinking of what the old man said before entering the underworld.
He said that people would die during the temple fair, many people would die.
At that time, Duanmu was only thinking about the live broadcast, so he didn't take it to heart. Now that he thinks about it, something seems wrong.
Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, there will be a grand temple fair in Jishui three days later. This is the temple fair the old man was talking about.
Duanmuqing felt that something was wrong, and then clicked on the news about the old man's death.
"Zhao Qingting is a famous Peking Opera performing artist in our city. He was originally going to perform on stage at the Technical Temple Fair, but he didn't expect to leave like this. What a pity."
"Yes, the old gentleman's Lao Dan is really good. Every year at the temple fair, I take my grandpa to listen to his plays. I didn't expect that they would disappear like this."
Unable to see the comments below, Duanmuqing's brows furrowed even more tightly, feeling that something was wrong.
The old man said that many people would die on the day of the temple fair, and he also said that thing had woken up. What did this mean? What thing had woken up?
This temple fair is a temple fair held at the end of each year in Jishui. There is a large flow of people. If something happens, it will be a big trouble.
When Duanmuqing thought of this, he couldn't sit still anymore. He jumped up on the bed, put on his clothes, and ran directly into the shop.
In the shop, I was drinking tea leisurely, and Xiaobai next to me was counting the live broadcast income for the past few days for the old man.
The old Taoist next to him had a look of pain on his face. The money was not a small amount, but now he could only take 20% of it, and he had to hand over the rest. This made the old Taoist feel that his heart was bleeding.
At this moment, Duanmuqing hurriedly walked in.
When I saw that guy, I smiled and said to him: "Oh, you are so self-conscious. I came over to pay the bill myself before I went to you. Today's debut was a success and the income should be good."
Seeing Duanmu Qing come in, the old Taoist wanted to rush over and give this bitch a slap in the face.
This guy revealed the live broadcast with Monster to his boss, and as a result, he could only earn 20% of his income.
The most hateful thing is that this guy is still doing his own live broadcast, and the two of them are of the same type. With his girly face, he has attracted many veterans to his side, even the top one in his live broadcast room.
The eldest brother has always wanted to rebel, so the old Taoist now hates this damn sissy.
"I'll pay your uncle's debt!" Duanmu Qing came over and swore directly.
I frowned and thought to myself, is this bitch going to rebel?
"There is something I feel is wrong, and I want to tell you." Duanmuqing looked at me and said.
Looking at his serious look, I knew he had something serious to do and didn't criticize him.
"A rather strange ghost came to my place today..." Duanmu Qing recounted what happened today.
After listening to what he said, I frowned and felt that something was wrong.
