The exorcism trio exchanged glances with each other, feeling that Wang Qi's explanation... was a bit far-fetched.
But Linlin still agreed with a somewhat pale face.
"Hehehe, the truth must be what Brother Qi said. Someone put it here deliberately to scare us."
"Right, there's nothing supernatural at all." Wang Qi nodded, and Linlin cooperated well.
But the audience in the live broadcast room obviously didn't believe it so easily.
"This explanation is too far-fetched!"
"I think this is a supernatural phenomenon!"
"It's better to leave that house quickly. This is different from the two times in Hongqi Apartment Building and Jiaotou Street."
"Yes, although those two times were a bit scary, nothing supernatural happened. This time is different!"
"Xiao Qi, you're fine. Don't hurt Linlin."
Wang Qi glanced at the barrage and immediately laughed.
This is the atmosphere you want.
"Family members, please listen to me. There are no ghosts in this world, and supernatural phenomena are all fake. My atheist Xiaoqi's duty is to expose these falsehoods and promote scientific values to everyone."
While talking, Wang Qi moved a broken stool and simply sat down at the mourning hall table.
The Chinese state values the importance of the dead, but Wang Qi has no awareness of this.
If a person dies, he will die. What is the use of living more?
What's more, this mourning hall was originally designed to scare people. There was no coffin or incense burner. How could he respect it?
Not only did Wang Qi sit down, he also greeted Linlin and the other three.
"We have to wait here all night, so stop standing and sit down."
Although he is the boss, he will never treat his assistants badly.
But the three of them shook their heads together and looked at Wang Qi, who was standing side by side with the unpleasant photo of the deceased.
We are not tired, we can just stand...
Wang Qi didn't force anything when he saw it. The courage of these three people still needs to be tempered.
Then he started talking to the camera on the selfie stick.
"Before this live broadcast, we also had a detailed understanding of this supernatural incident. Now I will tell you about the incident where Ma Daring from Green Water Town gambled his soul and lost his eyes...
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Wang Qi wanted to describe a supernatural event in detail, thoroughly heighten the atmosphere of terror, and then refute the rumors.
Sitting in a mourning hall at a supernatural location and talking about supernatural events is a repertoire of atheist Xiaoqi's live broadcast.
The audience in the live broadcast room was frightened by the sudden appearance of the mourning hall, and listened to Wang Qi telling these scary stories in a deliberately sinister tone.
The taste is simply wonderful.
In fact, they were okay, Linlin and the three of them were at the scene.
Sweat ran down his face.
Lao Chen originally had extraordinary physical abilities, but now his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.
It seems that the thin selfie stick in my hand is extremely heavy.
It's not entirely an illusion. Brother Qi's selfie stick is a spiritual weapon, and controlling the spiritual weapon requires spiritual energy.
The selfie stick has also changed since the last time I saw it on Jiaotou Street.
There is a weird eye-shaped camera, which is clearly a new effect added by Wang Qi refining the LSP ghost's spiritual crystal.
Xiao Gao quietly patted Lao Chen on the shoulder: You hold on first, if you can't hold on any longer, Linlin and I will replace you.
In Wang Qi's hands, this selfie stick seemed so light and effortless, but if they were to control it, they would have to take turns replacing it.
Spiritual energy must be continuously tempered in order to become stronger.
Only by continuously depleting spiritual energy and squeezing potential can spiritual energy be improved.
They still remember how shocked they were that night when they saw that Wang Qi's spiritual energy value was as high as over 10,000.
Looking at the entire Qingling City, there are probably not many psychics of this level, right?
Linlin, who has the highest psychic value among them, is only over a thousand years old.
And Wang Qi asked them to take charge of this spiritual weapon, which was a training for them!
From it, we can feel the implicit care Qi Ge has for them...
With Xiao Gao holding a tablet in his hand, the house manager worked even more carefully, deleting and banning those inappropriate comments one by one.
Try not to miss any of them.
When receiving a reward, Xiao Gao will also whisper his thanks.
It is natural for the anchor to express gratitude for the reward, but Wang Qi always missed this point before, and now Xiao Gao takes over.
At this moment, one of the countless barrages suddenly fell into Xiao Gao's field of vision.
"Anchor, I am from Lushui Town. Liu Si really faked his body. I have seen it with my own eyes. Can you let me say a few words in the live broadcast room?"
Seeing this barrage, Xiao Gao frowned.
Intuitively believe that this audience has really seen something.
Faking corpses to come back to life, gambling on ghosts and lives... As a professional exorcist, of course he knows that this is what happened.
Although supernatural beings are real, Wang Qi's way of exorcising spirits is to popularize science and refute rumors to make everyone think that supernatural beings are fake (he thinks).
If you let this person who has seen something supernatural connect to the live broadcast room and tell his experience, then it might not be easy to end it later, right?
Just when Xiao Gao was hesitating whether to ban this viewer, Wang Qi suddenly saw this barrage.
"Hey, someone actually said that he had seen Liu Si pretending to be a corpse. Let's hear what he had to say!"
Wang Qi was very happy.
The audience in the live broadcast room actually had to show up and participate in the live broadcast. What a great live broadcast effect.
He waved to Xiao Gao repeatedly.
Xiao Gao hesitated for a moment, but followed Wang Qi's request and used the live broadcast platform's built-in microphone connection function to connect the viewer to the live broadcast room.
"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?" a middle-aged man's voice said.
Maybe I was nervous, so I called Lian Maidang.
Wang Qi smiled at the camera and asked: "Uncle, I can hear you here. Did you just post a barrage saying that you had seen Liu Si who pretended to be a corpse?"
"Yes, I've seen it!" the middle-aged man said with certainty, and then he advised, "Your name is Xiaoqi, right? I'm telling you, leave that house quickly, otherwise Liu Si will really come to you with a fake corpse.
Yes, I didn’t believe it at first, but later I found out that I had to believe it..."
"Uncle, please tell me how you met Liu Si pretending to be a corpse." Wang Qi interrupted him, haha, this uncle is up to something, his tone was so genuine.
The middle-aged man sighed and started talking.
His family owns a chicken farm, which is located in the west of the town and is quite large.
It's quite close to Liu Si's broken house.
Liu Sigang was beaten to death, and when rumors spread about ghost gamblers gambling on their lives, the middle-aged man didn't take it seriously at first.
But from that day on, he found that there were always fewer chickens in his chicken farm every night.
There were still traces of blood and chicken feathers on the ground.
At first, the middle-aged man thought there were animals like weasels and foxes coming to steal the chickens, and he felt very angry.
He didn't sleep that night and stayed outside the chicken coop, hoping to catch the animal that stole the chicken.
In the middle of the night, when he heard the sound, he suddenly felt happy and rushed into the chicken coop with the iron drill in hand.
As a result, he saw a man squatting there with his back turned, lowering his head and chewing something.
It turned out that the person who stole the chicken was a man?
At that time, the middle-aged man shouted loudly and asked, "Who?"
The man slowly turned his head.
He was holding a hen in his hand and was biting it with his mouth open.
A pair of cloudy eyes looked at the middle-aged man without emotion.
Chicken feathers flew around and chicken blood splattered everywhere.
It was sticky all over my face.
It was Liu Si who was already dead!
"I have never been afraid of anything in my life. I am not afraid of your jokes. At that time, I was so scared that I peed and ran outside..." In the live broadcast room, the middle-aged uncle's voice began to tremble, suppressing the strong fear.
"That's a zombie. Liu Si pretended to be a zombie and turned into a zombie!"