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

Human beings are the best of all things, and the quality of their bones must be better.

As soon as the idea came to him, Oliver was so excited that he couldn't sleep at night.

But the era he lived in was a civilized society, and using human bodies to make utensils was bound to cause an uproar. What's more, he couldn't get human bones.

How to do?How to do?

In his anxiety, he fell ill and became extremely weak.

His family asked him to stop studying porcelain and take good care of his health, but he wouldn't listen at all. Every day I think about how to make bone china.

I thought and thought, and then I went crazy when I thought about it.

One day, he suddenly cut off his own legs and fed them with porcelain, finally making the bone china tableware he longed for.

The hard work paid off. He worked hard and even harmed himself to make the bone china. It is truly exquisite and more perfect than all ordinary bone china.

But before Oliver could be happy for a long time, he died due to wound infection.

After his death, his soul was attached to bone china and was displayed and sold in high-end porcelain stores, surprising many people.

Not long after, the set of bone china was bought by an oriental woman, and then she traveled across the ocean to China.

But the set of beautiful bone china tableware that the craftsmen spent their lives making is still used to hold food when it comes to Luo Fei, no different from ordinary plates.

Oliver was unhappy: Shouldn't such beautiful porcelain be placed carefully for appreciation? Why let it get stained with greasy food?

Because of his anger, every time Luo Fei put food on his plate, the ghost started to make trouble.

And because of fear, Luo Fei accidentally broke one of them, which made the ghost even more angry.

At this moment, out of sight of everyone, the ghost was still roaring angrily at Luo Fei:

"You hateful oriental woman, you have trampled on my hard work! You still want to throw me out, don't even think about it! I will haunt you and let you never have peace."

When Sang Feiwan relayed these words to Luo Fei, Luo Fei was helpless.

She clasped her hands together and bowed around: "I didn't know how this plate came to be. I bought the dinner plate just for use. Even if there are tens of thousands of them, it is still tableware."

Originally, she wanted to say that if she had known it was made from your leg bone, I wouldn't have taken any extra money. I was afraid that these words would anger the ghost, so I didn't say it out loud.

"Collect! This is collectible, unique human bone china!" The ghost roared in Chinese language.

Sang Feiwan could understand his words probably because the original owner of her body was once a top student and was proficient in several languages.

It's a pity that he is a love brain and his learning talent is wasted.

Sang Feiwan said: "Human bone china should not exist, otherwise it will easily breed more evil."

"If you persist in your obsession and are unwilling to leave, you will end up in a state of despair."

However, the ghost still shouted very stubbornly: "Even if my soul is gone, I will not allow my brainchild to be wasted."

"Aren't you willing to leave?" Sang Feiwan said, "If you can stop and leave well, you still have a chance to reincarnate. Otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

Sang Feiwan smiled lightly: "Otherwise I will accept you and use your urn as a pig trough."

Ghost: "...you, you dare?"

"You can try it and see if I dare."

Sang Feiwan's tone was cold and emotionless, but his wise eyes were enough to see through all the truth. It also makes this weak foreign ghost inexplicably afraid.

Eventually, he had to compromise.

"You can ask me to leave, but you have to send me back to my hometown and my cemetery."

The next moment, the blood on the plate disappeared.

From the screen, the blood that suddenly appeared and disappeared just now looked like computer special effects.

After a few more minutes, there was no movement at the scene, and Luo Fei asked cautiously:

"Anchor, is it...is it gone?"

Sang Feiwan said: "He is still attached to the plate and has not left, but he will not come out to cause trouble again for the time being."

Luo Fei asked: "Is it just temporary? Will there be trouble in the future? Can't we transcend?"

Sang Feiwan said: "His soul attached to the dinner plate is incomplete, and besides, he is a ghost from the West, so it is not convenient for him to be saved."

"I will send you an overseas cemetery address in a private message later. You have to go there in person and bury this set of bone china tableware in front of his grave so that his soul can be complete. This matter will be completely settled. ."

"Okay, I get it!" Luo Fei comes from a wealthy family and often travels abroad. Another trip would not be difficult for her.

After the matter was resolved, Sang Feiwan said good night to the netizens in the live broadcast room, cut off the connection, and then started practicing as usual.

This practice ended at nine o'clock in the morning, when there was a knock on the door, and she opened her eyes from trance.

The person who came was the hotel's food delivery boy, pushing a dining cart and placing plates of exquisite meals on the table.

Sang Feiwan didn't order the food, it was Yu Beiming who did.

Along with the meal came a small card, which was blank.

Only when Sang Feiwan's fingertips brushed against it did two lines of handsome small characters appear:

[Last night you said you didn’t need to send me off, so I couldn’t force myself. I ordered a breakfast for you. I hope you’ll eat and drink enough before setting off. Best wishes - Yu Beiming. 】

Sang Feiwan put the card away and had a nice breakfast.

Just as I finished eating, my phone rang.

The caller was the Apricot Tree Demon. As soon as the call was answered, she heard her loud voice blasting in my ears:

"Great Immortal, it's bad! The peach tree suddenly disappeared!"

Sang Feiwan moved the phone further away and said, "I'm not deaf, so there's no need to make it so loud."

The voice of the sandalwood tree demon came again from the receiver: "Great Immortal, please think of a way to get the peach tree back. What if she is caught carving beads?"

"Old Tan, you are so damned! You make beads every day! Who knows how to make bracelets out of mahogany beads!"

The apricot tree demon drove away the sandalwood tree demon, took the mobile phone and said to Sang Feiwan:

"Daxian, when Taoshu was watching your live broadcast last night, something suddenly felt wrong and he ran out."

"When I followed her out, she was gone. Lao Tan and I searched all night but couldn't find her. Oh, it made us anxious to death!"

Sang Feiwan frowned slightly: "Is it related to the man who lives alone?"

When she saw the man's destiny during the live broadcast last night, Sang Feiwan realized that he was somewhat involved with the people around her. However, this kind of involvement involves various things in the past life, the cause and effect are complicated, and there are many debts and abuses. Sang Feiwan can only take a rough look at it.

"For so many years, Taoshu has been laughing and joking with us every day, heartlessly. I thought she had looked down on the past. Unexpectedly... ugh!"

The apricot tree demon knew a little more. She deliberately avoided Lao Tan and the other tree demons, and walked into the room before talking to Sang Feiwan in detail:

"The peach tree was not planted in Jiangyue Mountain from the beginning. Her original hometown was by the West Lake in Lin'an in ancient times..."