Live broadcast is a big hit! The real daughter is a big hit on the Internet

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As soon as Zhang Jun finished speaking, Sun Changqing hurriedly asked, "What did you mean by that? What do you mean by only taking away women?"

Zhang Jun sighed deeply and explained the whole story to him.

When he said that all this might be related to the Japanese, who smashed the statue of Amaterasu to pieces, the expressions of the Sun Changqing brothers changed obviously.

"It's actually related to the Japanese?!" Sun Changqing raised his eyebrows and looked at the pile of junk on the ground. He couldn't help but spit, "What a damn piece of shit. He actually thought of this on us!"

Zhang Jun was afraid that he would get too excited and say something that couldn't be broadcasted, "This is just a guess, don't get too excited..."

Sun Changqing was still cursing.

But for some reason, Zhang Jun didn't see too much anger in his expression. Instead, he saw some inappropriate... irritability.

What is he upset about?

"Isn't it said that the statue can restrain the Yin energy? Where is the Yin energy?"

The person who asked this question was Sun Changping.

He seemed to be quite determined, but when he asked this question, there was a stern look in his eyes, and his gaze was fixed firmly on Mu Xi.

Even though Mu Xi was being stared at by him like that, she still sat lazily on the only chair that had not been dismembered.

"Don't be in a hurry." She said slowly.

"Don't worry about those ghosts for now. Let's deal with the traitors in our own team first, so that we can focus on facing the outside world without being distracted, right?"

When she said this, Sun Changping's expression suddenly stiffened, and the look he gave her became more substantial.

Sun Changping quietly clenched the knife in his hand.

He knew that the person in front of him should be dealt with first. This woman seemed to know something...

In fact, the fact that they could guess this far was already a big problem.

"What's the inside story?"

Sun Changping asked.

Mu Xi shrugged, "He's the ghost who tipped off the owner of this statue."

Sun Changping did not shift his gaze and continued to ask her, "Who is the traitor?"

Mu Xi smiled, her eyes moving between him and Sun Changqing, "Well, of course... you have to find it yourself. I'm just making a guess. You can't expect all the answers to be ready, right?"

Sun Changqing's body gradually became softer from being stiff.

Even Sun Changping unconsciously loosened the grip on the knife. His brows were cold, revealing a bit of murderous intent. "We should go find him, but... why did you make such a guess?"

It seemed that as long as the other party's answer did not satisfy him in the next moment, he would pick up the knife and chop him.

"There is no one in the underground palace except us, but look at this spotless shrine. If there is no traitor who has infiltrated our team, is it you who cleans it every day?"

Mu Xi raised her lips with a smile.

But at this time, others also felt that the joke was not funny, especially Sun Changping, who looked at her with a look that almost looked like a knife.

"Maybe those people saw us coming and ran away now." Sun Changping said.

Mu Xi chuckled again, "You said they ran away, so you captured all the missing people?"

"...Haha, Master Mu is really good at joking. Didn't you just say there are ghosts? Maybe it was a ghost that cleaned the place, and maybe the people were caught by ghosts."

Sun Changping seemed to be so angry that he laughed. Usually, it was only his brother Sun Changqing who spoke, but he didn't realize that once he opened his mouth, he could actually speak eloquently.

Mu Xi nodded lazily, "I can't rule out this possibility."

"But think about it, those ghosts are so afraid of this statue and want to stay away from it, why would they take the initiative to clean the shrine?"

"you……"

Sun Changping, who was implying that he was brainless, frowned fiercely, as if he could no longer control his emotions. He was about to step forward with a knife, but was stopped by Sun Changqing beside him.

"I think Master Mu is right. If his guess is correct, then those ghosts would definitely not dare to approach the statue. So there might really be a traitor among us."

Sun Changqing sent himself directly to Mu Xi's camp.

Sun Changping obviously realized that he had been too impulsive just now and almost made a big mistake. He changed the direction of the knife in his hand without leaving a trace.

"Speaking of the insider, the photographers have all recorded many episodes with the bald man, and they have never participated in the selection of the mountain temple topic, so they can all be ruled out."

"The traitor must be one of us. Unfortunately, we are too stupid. Even so many people couldn't guess who the traitor is. Based on Brother Sun's intuition and experience over the years, who do you think is the traitor?"

Mu Xi threw the question back in a few words.

"It's true that you are stupid. Just talk about yourself and don't lead people astray." Wan Jingshan, who was also called stupid, retorted unceremoniously.

Mu Xi: “…”

Are you sick?

We finally succeeded in our cooperation and reached a common front for the time being. Wouldn’t it be better for us to unite and face the outside world together now?

madman.

Pretending to be dead.

Mu Xi didn't have time to argue with him. She wanted to hear how Sun Changqing would make up a story for her... But her plan didn't go as she wished, as Sun Changqing was also a shrewd man.

"Look at what Master Mu said. You've been here together for so long and you haven't figured it out. How can we have any clues when we just got here? Don't you think so?"

He hit Sun Changping on the arm, with a subtle hint of ambiguity in his eyes. The other party understood and nodded.

Pei Jiangguang's expression was not very good, and his eyes were still on Sun Changqing's two brothers.

Just at this moment, Mu Xi vaguely sensed something in the air, and Wan Jingshan walked over in three or two steps.

"The yin energy is too strong." Wan Jingshan stood next to Mu Xi.

Mu Xi frowned, "Here it comes."

It seems that there is more than one ghost.

"What's coming?" Hou Mingyue sensitively caught something. She leaned closely against Mu Xi, holding a piece of wood in her hand, and looked left and right.

"Those people were killed in the mountain temple." Mu Xi said.

It is said that they are ghosts with deep resentment and are suppressed here by statues after death, but after all, they are also people who have been harmed. Once they are released, they will surely sweep in like a hurricane.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, but a ghost that has been killed and suppressed for so long is probably irrational.

A gust of wind came.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up——

"What the hell, help me, help me, I don't want to die!"

"Master Liu, save me!"

"Don't come over here, monsters and ghosts. Every grievance has its perpetrator. Go find the person who killed you, okay?"

"Hurry, look, look! That's...what is that? Hair?!"

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