The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Although the person coming could not be seen clearly in the camera, the voice of the arrogant young lady’s father could be clearly heard:

"Daughter, dad has registered his marriage to Xiao Wang today. From now on, you have to change your name to mom."

Then, my best friend and stepmother also spoke: "Lingling, your father and I really love each other. I didn't say before that I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept it. Don't worry, I will love you with your father in the future. Lingling, you will bless us, right Bar?"

The arrogant young lady was furious: "What the hell, I treat you as my best friend, but you want to be my stepmother?"

On the mobile phone screen, the spectators did not think it was a big deal and started cheering:

[Holy crap, I thought I was here to see Zhang Chengye’s gossip, but it turns out this place is for fortune telling. I thought I was going to witness a good show where the villain was exposed, but instead I saw a bloody family ethics drama. 】

[Tsundere young lady, listen to me, for the sake of pocket money, you have to endure humiliation and humiliation! 】

【Yep! I don’t even make [-] yuan a year. If such a rich father gives me so much money every month, it won’t matter if I have a few more baby mommies! 】

The screen on the mobile phone had turned completely black, but there were still curses and curses coming out, and soon the quarrel turned into the sound of banging things.

As you can imagine, a violent argument ensued.

Not long after, the connection was interrupted.

[Interrupted. Has the pocket money been cancelled? 】

[I guess it must have been cancelled. The arrogant young lady has no money to pay the fortune to escape the bill! 】

[The anchor is so miserable, he figured out the beginning but not the end. 】

Many people felt that the live broadcast was pitiful and gave her lollipops.

However, Sang Feiwan was not in a hurry and asked calmly: "Does anyone else want to tell fortunes? We can still tell two fortunes today."

However, two thousand yuan of hexagram gold is indeed not a small amount for ordinary people, so it may be okay if it is really effective.

But the arrogant eldest lady is disconnected, and no one knows whether her prediction has come true.

So everyone on the screen was chatting happily, but no one was actually telling the fortune.

Until more than twenty minutes later, a huge whale suddenly appeared on the screen, followed by a loud and clear moan.

[Tsundere Miss Sends Cloud Whale Soaring 1]

There are many types of gifts on Whale Live. Lollipops are worth 0.5 yuan, and Cloud Whale Soaring is worth exactly 2000 yuan.

People in the live broadcast room immediately became excited when they saw the arrogant young lady appearing again.

[Miss Tsundere, please tell me the follow-up, have you kept your pocket money? I was so anxious that I was squatting! 】

[I gave all the rewards, so I definitely didn’t keep them. It seems that the anchor has made the calculation accurately. 】

[Miss, don’t be sad, don’t be tough with your dad, if we can’t keep people, we have to keep the money! 】

[Is there really anyone who predicts fortunes so accurately? Why do I not believe it so much? Could it be that it was directed and acted by oneself? 】

After delivering the gifts, the arrogant young lady exited the live broadcast room without saying a word. She still had to fight with her "stepmother" and was in no mood to inquire about celebrity gossip.

Xu was the one who suggested the first hexagram, and soon there was another one named "Flying Bird" who connected with the fortune teller.

This time, it was still a young girl who appeared. She was very beautiful, but her eyes were black and blue, as if she hadn't slept well.

Many people have impatiently asked her what she wants to do.

But Sang Feiwan's eyes passed through the girl and landed on a corner behind her, where there was a dark shadow invisible to others.

"Two thousand per hexagram, no money required. What do you want to ask, flying bird?" Sang Feiwan said calmly.

The flying bird calmed down and then said: "I haven't been able to sleep well recently. As soon as I close my eyes, I feel a pair of eyes staring at me. I finally fell asleep just now, and I vaguely felt something. He kept pulling at my quilt and woke me up again. Did I have a bad experience, anchor?"

Sang Feiwan nodded, "Almost, squatting behind you."

As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room became excited again:

[Damn it, I don’t bring something so scary at night! 】

[Don’t be afraid, young lady, tell me your address and I will go over immediately to protect you! 】

[What kind of live broadcast room is this? From celebrity gossip to family ethics dramas to supernatural events? 】

When the flying bird heard Sang Feiwan's words, she hurriedly looked behind her, but she saw nothing, only her heart beating more violently than before.

"Anchor, are you telling the truth? Don't scare me."

Sang Feiwan said: "Don't be afraid, it's just the soul of a dog and has no ability to harm anyone. What's more, it stayed here just for you and won't harm you."

The flying bird was stunned when he heard this: "Dog? Host, can you clearly see what kind of dog it is?"

Although Sang Feiwan is parasitic in the mortal body, his soul has undergone hundreds of years of practice and can see things that ordinary people cannot.

Even though the soul was already very weak, she could still clearly see its original appearance.

"It's a native dog half as tall as a man. It's completely black except for its four white paws."

As soon as she heard this, the flying bird's fear dissipated, and her eyes were filled with sadness. She shouted in the direction behind her: "Wangwang, is that you? Are you always by my side? You haven't left, do you blame me? I'm sorry. It was me who hurt you."

Where no one could see it, the black shadow let out a low wail, and then slowly moved to its owner's feet to snuggle up to him, just like he did before he was alive.

Of course, the flying bird could not be seen. She turned her head and said to Sang Feiwan: "Wangwang is my dog ​​that I have had for ten years, and I have a deep affection. Can the anchor let me see it again?"

Sang Feiwan said: "Okay. Find a glass of water, drop the blood from your fingers in the water, and then smear the blood on the mirror, and then you can see."

The flying bird immediately did so.

There was a half-person-high full-length mirror in her bedroom. She followed Sang Feiwan's method and smeared the mirror with the blood from her fingertips.

Soon the shadow of a black dog appeared in the mirror.

The black dog's soul was very weak, but he still managed to shake his big furry tail.

The mirror happened to be facing the direction of the mobile phone camera, and people in the live broadcast room also saw the weird side. There was nothing in front of the mirror, but a black dog's shadow was reflected.

"Wangwang!" The flying bird suddenly had red eyes and wanted to hug its beloved puppy, but all it encountered was a handful of nothingness.

This scene really shocked everyone.

【What did I see? Is that... the ghost of a dog? 】

[Ah ah ah, I really didn’t expect that I would be able to see a fucking ghost in the live broadcast room in my lifetime! 】

[Tch, what are you all fussing about? It's just a matter of finding someone to perform with, pretending to be a ghost. 】

[That’s right, I harmed my brother Chengye, and when I gained popularity, I pretended to be a ghost, all for the sake of fame. 】

[Anyway, I believe it. Anchor, if I do the same thing, will I also be able to see other ghosts? 】