Wang Qi forced him into the pocket, and the wretched man immediately screamed.
When Wang Qi opened the door of the cubicle, he saw the man running out of the bathroom in embarrassment.
"unlucky!"
Wang Qi sighed, washed his hands on the sink, and washed his face with cold water.
Just when he bent down to wash his face, his reflection in the mirror in front of him strangely did not bend down to wash his face.
Instead, he just stood in the mirror and looked at Wang Qi outside the mirror.
Its appearance is exactly the same as Wang Qi's, but its expression is particularly cold and evil.
Wang Qi washed his face and straightened up.
The ghostly figure raised its arms, opened its mouth, and revealed its fangs...
"Huh?" Wang Qi was suddenly startled and found that his shoelaces were loose, so he squatted down and started to tie his shoelaces without looking in the mirror.
The ghost in the mirror was stunned for a moment and continued to move, preparing to wait for Wang Qi to stand up.
But at this moment, a golden light suddenly flickered and enveloped the ghost figure in the mirror.
Condensed into a golden palm.
In one stroke, the ghost was pushed to the ground.
Wang Qi tied his shoelaces and stood up.
The golden palm in the mirror followed, lifting the ghost figure up.
Wang Qi looked in the mirror and swayed his body from side to side.
The golden palm controls the ghost shadow to move its body in response to Wang Qi's movements.
The palm even supported the ghost's face, forcing it to echo Wang Qi's expression and smile.
"Perfect!"
Wang Qi checked in the mirror to make sure his appearance was correct, nodded with satisfaction, and left the bathroom.
The ghost in the mirror was free.
It was confused for a moment: "???"
When Wang Qi returned to the store, Xiao Zhan's clothes had already been packed.
"Didn't you encounter anything strange in there?" The clerk couldn't help but ask when he saw that Wang Qi looked as usual and his hair was combed more neatly.
"What strange things can happen?" Wang Qi asked curiously.
"For example, you always feel like someone is staring at you, or when you look in the mirror and find your reflection in the mirror, you start to move..." the clerk said, and looked warily towards the bathroom.
These are things other store clerks have encountered recently.
The aunt in charge of cleaning was so frightened that she fell ill and was hospitalized some time ago.
"I didn't encounter anything when I went to the toilet." Wang Qi said funnyly, "I just met a male pervert peeping there, and I slapped him and flew him out. Everything else was normal."
There are rumors that this place is haunted. Could it be caused by that wretched man peeping?
People like to be so suspicious and spread rumors!
The clerk opened his eyes wide: "What a male pervert, you, you won't really encounter a ghost, right..."
"What the hell is going on?"
Wang Qi had a funny look on his face, and with a thought in mind, he took advantage of the situation and started advertising for himself: "I'm actually a live broadcaster, and I do paranormal event identification. If you have time, you can pay attention to my live broadcast room."
After watching his live broadcast, you will definitely no longer be afraid of these supernatural events.
This is also the meaning of his atheist Xiaoqi’s existence.
"Anchor? Appraisal of supernatural events?" The clerk was stunned.
Wang Qi reported his live broadcast account and looked around.
"I just happen to be thinking about the next live broadcast project recently. Since there are rumors of being haunted in your shopping mall, why don't I stay here tonight and do a live broadcast."
There is no supernatural event that cannot be solved by a live broadcast.
The store clerk was shocked. Are you going to stay in this ghost place to broadcast live at night?
You are so handsome, wouldn’t it be nice to be a good-looking anchor?
"Where is the owner of your shopping mall?" Wang Qi asked next.
Since you want to live broadcast here, you must get permission from the boss here.
"There is the mall owner's office on the first floor, but he doesn't come here often." The clerk looked at Wang Qi's expression and saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he had no choice but to say, and walked to the railing next to him and pointed down to the office.
direction.
It was also a coincidence that the clerk's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw something.
"That one over there is the mall owner, he happens to be here today!"
The lobby on the first floor of Tiantai Shopping Plaza.
The owner of this large shopping mall is a bald, middle-aged man named Yang, Kaitai.
The weather was cold, but he kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
Beside Yang Kaitai, there was another person.
He has a thin build and wears an ill-fitting suit.
He has a somewhat funny mustache.
"Master, look what's going on here!" Yang Kaitai said to the mustache in an urgent voice, "This place is my lifeblood. All my belongings in this life are packed here. It was obviously fine in the past few years.
But since half a year ago, things have happened frequently."
"There is indeed something wrong with the feng shui of this place. Evil spirits are colliding with each other, and disasters are inevitable..." The mustachioed man made a calculation with his fingers and spoke plausibly.
"Master Zhang, you must help me!" Yang Kaitai said quickly.
He originally believed in the theory of Feng Shui and destiny. In the past six months, the business in the shopping mall had become increasingly deserted, so he finally invited Master Zhang to come over and help him take a look.
"I'm not a god, and I can't stop any evil!" Master Zhang waved his hands repeatedly, "The evil here is too powerful..."
"Master Zhang, you are not a god, but you are not a mortal either." Yang Kaitai quickly smiled.
Master Zhang, whose nickname is "Not a God", often keeps this mantra on his lips.
But he does have some real skills and is famous among the rich and famous.
"You can help me improve my business. I will be very grateful later." Yang Kaitai continued.
Master Zhang put on some pretense, and when he was almost ready, he was ready to pretend to be reluctant and agree.
It was at this time that Wang Qi came to them.
"Hello, Boss Yang." Wang Qi greeted with a smile.
Yang Kaitai looked at Wang Qi suspiciously.
"It's like this. I'm an anchor. I do science popularization and refute rumors about supernatural events..." Wang Qi explained his purpose.
Master Zhang couldn't help but look up and down when he heard Wang Qi's self-introduction.
He couldn't feel the slightest trace of psychic energy, he was just an ordinary person... He made a judgment.
Yang Kaitai understood what Wang Qi meant: "Do you want me to open the mall for you at night and do a live broadcast here?"
"That's right. Isn't it rumored that your place is haunted recently? It just so happens that I come here to popularize the science. It will also be good for you."
Wang Qi thought to himself that he was now a famous anchor.
There was a supernatural event here, and he came to live broadcast the popular science and told everyone that the supernatural events were all misunderstandings, which was a great help.
It shouldn't be rejected, right?
Unexpectedly, Yang Kaitai waved his hand impatiently.
"Sorry, the mall is closed at night recently. If you want to live broadcast, please go elsewhere."
Yang Kaitai knows his own things. There is really something weird in the mall. Why come to him to do a live broadcast?
Doesn't this let the whole world know that his place is not clean?
Master Zhang also persuaded with a smile: "Little brother, looking at your face, you have great blessings but many disasters in your life. The water here is deep, so don't make a mistake."
Wang Qi looked at Master Zhang strangely: "Are you a fortune teller?"
"Oh, you can also say that..."
Master Zhang had an expression that said, "I don't care about you. I'm a Feng Shui sorcerer, and I know a little bit about fortune telling."
"Sorry, I never believe in these pretentious things!"
Wang Qi immediately said firmly. Seeing that something was wrong with Master Zhang, he quickly made up for it: "Please don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting all fortune tellers..."
I went and spoke so quickly that I even said what I really meant.
Master Zhang's expression had turned cold. He looked Wang Qi up and down and suddenly burst out laughing again.
"Little brother, you think I'm just pretending to be a ghost? How about I tell your fortune for you?"
He had a rather mysterious smile on his face.
His originally narrow eyes narrowed.
"If I'm not mistaken...you are mentally ill."
"..."
Wang Qi suddenly became unhappy. Why did he suddenly start cursing?
"Master Zhang, let me do your fortune-telling for you. I see that your hall is dark, and I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster today." Wang Qi countered.
Who doesn’t know how to do this?
Master Zhang shook his head and smiled, learned some words from TV, and showed off in front of him...
Xiao Zhan, who was standing next to Wang Qi, was drinking a can of drink.
When the drink was finished, she took a good look and threw it towards Master Zhang with a whoosh.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the empty drink can hit Master Zhang firmly in the face.
The beverage can bounced up, slid along a graceful parabola, and fell into the trash can next to it.
Master Zhang shook his body and raised his head. When he straightened his neck again, two nosebleeds followed.
"Ah, Wang Qi, you are so awesome. He really suffered a bloody disaster today!"
Xiao Zhan exclaimed in dialect with no expression on his face. In line with Wang Qi's performance, he even clapped his hands: "I really admire you."
"Low-key, low-key." Wang Qi waved to her.
Next to him, Yang Kaitai shouted at the top of his lungs: "Security, security, drive them out..."
Is this intentional to cause trouble?
Master Zhang touched the nosebleed and was about to get angry, but when he looked at Xiao Zhan, he was suddenly startled.
Seeing the mall security coming, Wang Qi didn't want to ask for trouble, so he took the initiative to leave with Xiao Zhan and the purchased clothes.
Master Zhang looked at their figures with confusion on his face.
He took out a monocle from his pocket and looked at it in front of his eyes.
He is actually a psychic, and this monocle is an old object he got occasionally. It is not a spiritual weapon, but it has certain magical powers.
Can detect the psychic fluctuations of psykers.
However, after a test by Master Zhang, he found that Wang Qi had no psychic fluctuations at all and was just an ordinary person.
"Strange, this young man is ordinary..."
Why is there an obviously extraordinary zombie following him?