The hearse drove through the fog of the dark night.
As soon as good luck rang out, the style of the scene immediately changed.
There was an endless stream of barrages in the live broadcast room.
"I'm convinced, the anchor will still play!"
"It's outrageous to drive a hearse and play Good Luck."
"A good job should be rewarded!"
"I'm laughing so hard. What do you think about giving way to pedestrians on the road?"
"The hearse and the cheerful music are really Xiaoqi's style."
Everyone laughed at what Wang Qi said.
Although the camera was always inside the car, they could imagine what the car was like from the outside.
The trio of exorcists sitting in the car were in extremely complicated moods.
Only those psychics with extraordinary talents and powerful enough psychics can travel through the underworld.
With their strength, setting out rashly would lead to death.
Neither physical ability nor will can resist the invasion of the Yin Qi of the underworld.
But this music has the effect of a "war song" and brings bursts of warmth to them.
"Brother Qi can actually make war songs!" Linlin was extremely excited.
Her talent is spiritual dance, and spiritual dance and war songs are a perfect match.
Not all music can be called a war song, it needs to be played in a special way to be effective.
The melody may be the same as an ordinary song, but it implies a special effect.
It can stimulate the listener's will and potential, and the spiritual dance ability can be greatly enhanced when combined with the war song.
It's a pity that in today's world, there are too few people who can produce war songs.
Linlin now performs spiritual dance, using only ordinary music.
"If Brother Qi can make a war song for me..." Linlin couldn't help but look forward to it.
But Xiao Gao is now focusing on other places.
"The car audio originally had such an effect. Was it forged with the spiritual crystal of the headphone ghost on the undead bus?"
After death, a person turns into a ghost and develops some unique abilities based on his or her own characteristics.
When the ghost dies, the remaining spiritual crystals are the embodiment of this ability.
Spirit forgers can use spiritual crystals to forge spiritual weapons.
The malleable spirit itself also has its own strengths and weaknesses, and the headphone ghost is not too strong.
Its remaining spiritual crystals, if replaced by other spirit forgers, would probably be enough to create a pair of spiritual weapon earphones.
In Wang Qi’s hands, it became a car stereo!
This fully brings out all the properties of the spirit crystal.
There are also car bumpers, rear stickers, seat cushions, ornaments...
Lao Chen, who was sitting across from Xiao Gao, was holding a selfie stick and filming Wang Qi driving. His eyes became more and more admiring: "Fuck, Brother Qi is awesome...Fuck..."
After playing Good Luck Comes, there will be a slight pause and then it will play again.
"The car audio system is too bad, so this is just one song for the time being." Wang Qi told everyone a little embarrassed.
Wang Qi will roll the dice three times every day to draw prizes.
After I drew the song "Good Luck Comes", the next few times, only tickets and stickers were left.
Wang Qi also tried downloading songs and uploading them to the car stereo.
But it shows that the format is wrong and cannot be played.
I can only say that this stupid system is too bad. The upgraded audio system is not as good as the knockoffs!
"This song is pretty good." Xiao Gao said with a smile.
Wang Qi also smiled and nodded, "That's right. Look how happy the atmosphere in the live broadcast room is now!"
Although Wang Qi disliked this song, I have to say that once it was released, the effect was overwhelming.
Netizens now like this funny style!
After Good Luck Comes played three times, Linlin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, saw a little light appearing in the foggy night through the car window.
This is a food stall that operates late at night.
Is this the store Qi Ge was talking about?
Linlin opened her eyes curiously.
Xiao Gao and Lao Chen also noticed the ordinary-looking food stalls.
They suddenly thought of a very important question and shuddered.
This is the underworld.
What kind of scary place should a food stall open in the underworld be?
The hearse stopped nearby and the cheerful music stopped.
Wang Qi took the selfie stick and got out of the car first.
Linlin, Lao Chen, and Xiao Gao looked solemn and exchanged glances with each other. In the end, Lao Chen took the lead and got out of the car.
The mist that permeates the surroundings is horribly corrosive and is a veritable Yin Qi.
Ordinary people will get seriously ill if they get a little bit of it, and if they are corroded for a long time, they will inevitably be corrupted into indescribable ghosts.
Psykers can resist the erosion of Yin Qi, but those with weak strength cannot resist for too long.
This is how Qi Ge trains them!
The three people who got out of the car one after another felt the coldness coming from them and quickly controlled their psychic powers to protect their whole bodies.
The cold atmosphere that permeated the surroundings made them unable to help but start a cold war.
Looking around warily, there were faint cries of ghosts and howls of wolves coming from the mist.
They knew that it was the evil Rakshasa ghost that lives at the junction of Yin and Yang...
Unlike their nervous expressions, Wang Qi held the selfie stick as normal, chatted with his family, and took the lead into the food stall.
"Boss, I brought the live broadcast room tonight. Please say hello to the audience in my live broadcast room."
Wang Qi laughed and thrust the selfie stick camera in front of the boss.
The boss, who looked gentle but had a hideous scar on his face, stared blankly at the camera: "..."
"Haha, this boss is an old man. He probably doesn't watch live broadcasts. He doesn't even have a QR code here. Let me tell you..."
Seeing the boss's reaction, Wang Qi smiled and joked with the audience in the live broadcast room.
The boss silently held the kitchen knife on the chopping board.
Several diners next to him took a deep breath and looked over in shock.
Young man, you are seeking death!
These regular customers usually call them "old antiques" at most, but they don't dare to joke like this...
But the boss finally let go of the hand holding the knife.
Helplessly, he said to Wang Qi: "Sir, what do you want to eat?" He glanced at the three people who were following behind, and reminded him, "Only cash is accepted here."
"Four bowls of wontons and four sesame cakes." Wang Qi said and placed nine bills on the stove.
There were thirty-five pieces in total, and I waved to the boss grandly: "No need to look for it."
The boss counted the banknotes: "A bowl of wontons costs 7 yuan, and sesame seeds cost 2 yuan. You still have a dollar difference."
"Uh..." Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, then took out another five-dollar bill and handed it over, "...there's no need to look for it."
These sesame cakes cost two yuan each, which is quite expensive, but it's normal, after all, it's a shop that opens in the middle of the night.
He used to make a few extra bucks by delivering takeout orders at night.
Then Wang Qi waved to the exorcist trio and found a seat to sit.
The exorcism trio left the hearse and found themselves in the underworld, which was extremely uncomfortable.
But when I came to the late night food stall and entered the dim light, I immediately felt a little warmer in my body, and I couldn't help but feel happy on my face.
But when they saw the owner of the food stall and a few scattered diners, they became uneasy again.
"Are they all ghosts?"
Although they all look normal, those who open restaurants and eat in the underworld are of course ghosts.
And it is an extremely powerful evil spirit!
There are a total of five diners here today.
The ones Wang Qi had seen last time were Uncle Tian, who was dressed in fancy clothes and a bit effeminate, and Xiao Ling, who was wearing a miniskirt on a cold day, revealing her long legs.
The obese and friendly cat brother didn't come today.
Ah Hua and the young man with a flat head are not here either.
Sitting at the next table were three girls, all wearing black leather clothes. There were three motorcycles parked not far away.
The motorcycle stopped in the dark mist, like three dormant beasts.
"Uncle Tian, Xiaoling." Wang Qi greeted his acquaintance with a smile and introduced his friends.
Linlin and the other three responded cautiously.
Uncle Tian was very kind and held his orchid finger to invite them to sit together.
Xiaoling saw the selfie stick in Wang Qi's hand and knew that the live broadcast was going on. She waved hello to the audience in the live broadcast room cordially.
She is very beautiful, very expressive, and elegant.
The LSPs in the live broadcast room were extremely excited.
"They are Xiaofang, Xiaozi and Xiaoyu." Uncle Tian also introduced the three leather-clad sisters over there to Wang Qi, "They are also regular customers here."
Wang Qi smiled and waved to the three women and saw the motorcycle parked next to him.
Uncle Tian lowered his voice and whispered: "We usually call them the three speedster sisters."
Understood, Wang Qi nodded. These three girls like riding motorcycles very much, but the urban control is strict, so they go to the suburbs to play at night.
When you are tired from playing, come to the food stalls for late night snacks.
It's a good hobby. He usually likes to watch short videos of motorcycle girls.
While Wang Qi was taking care of the audience in the live broadcast room, he skillfully joked with the diners here.
The exorcism trio felt their bodies were numb.
Although these diners did not show any horror, they all looked like normal people.
But the three of them still intuitively felt that any one of the diners had at least evil spirit level strength!
The reincarnation of the dead, the alternation of life and death, is determined by heaven.
There are undead souls who linger on the earthly world and refuse to reincarnate, wandering at the intersection of yin and yang.
Among them, those whose appearance is terrifying, cruel and vicious, and who are evil beasts among ghosts, are Rakshasa.
Those who can maintain their rationality, find a safe place, and live like ordinary people are Yakshas.
Those who wander in the mist of the underworld and howl like ghosts and wolves are Rakshasa evil spirits.
The diners at the late-night food stalls are all Yaksha demons with reason!
Now Wang Qi is talking and laughing with them calmly...
Just when the live broadcast group entered the late-night food stall.
The protection of the hearse was closed, and the evil spirit clinging to the bottom of the car was finally freed.
It escaped quickly like a mouse.
Naturally, it didn't dare to go to the food stall, and quickly got into the mist of the underworld.
"This guy is careless! He let me go like this. Does he think that I will not be familiar with the underworld if I turn into a ghost?"
The breath of the underworld can do great harm to living people, but it is now a ghost.
There is no discomfort in being in the underworld, and on the contrary, it is nourishing.
However, it does not dare to stay in the underworld for too long.
In the surrounding mist, there were faint cries of ghosts and howls of wolves, and we could vaguely see the silhouettes of evil Rakshasa ghosts wandering around.
Whether it is a living person or a living soul, it is their favorite food.
The villain's ghost walks vigilantly on the road to the underworld.
When it carefully avoided a few wandering Rakshasa evil spirits and was secretly rejoicing in its heart, a terrible coldness suddenly enveloped it.
Turning his head, he saw a tall figure in a suit looking down at it.
It trembled instinctively.
When a ghost like it enters the underworld, there is a kind of existence that it is most afraid of encountering.
Like a thief to a policeman.
"Dirty..."
With almost no resistance, Yin Chai bent down and grabbed it in his hand.
Yin Cha has a handsome face, it is Ah Hua whom Wang Qi met at a late night food stall.