Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

[Then let me give you some scientific knowledge. Kumantong is a good thing. You can tell it any wish you have. As long as you raise it, it can help you realize your wish. As far as I know, many celebrities raise it. If you want to get this kind of thing, you have to go abroad. You can search it on the Internet and you will know. ]

[Have you watched too many short videos? The above person knows nothing at first glance. This thing is a sorcery. Nine out of ten will be backfired. Children in the live broadcast room must not be tempted to raise this, or you will regret it. ]

[Kumantong are made from aborted or stillborn babies. Some people call them golden boys. They can indeed fulfill some wishes, but if they violate taboos, the consequences will be terrible.]

[Real or fake? With a Kumantong, can't you change your fate? 】

[Didn't Master Jiang say that there is no absolute evil magic in this world? Is it really that scary? ]

[Isn't this just raising a ghost? Many successful people rely on this, but there is also a saying that if you enjoy a life that you shouldn't have in this life, it will be deducted in the next life.]

[Then I am so poor now, is it because I worshipped Kumantong in my previous life? ]

With five minutes left in the countdown, most netizens from other live broadcast rooms flocked to Master Jiang’s live broadcast room.

They were all very curious about what this Kumantong was and whether it was really as powerful as the legend said.

Jiang Ling was a little confused. She tilted her head and asked the ghost baby in her hand: "Your father sealed you in the doll, but instead of seeking revenge, you helped him make a fortune and fulfilled his wish? Is there anything wrong with your brain?"

【The family's non-stickiness has nothing to do with me. 】

[Haha, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay? ]

[His biological father killed him, made him into a Kumantong, and is he the beneficiary? So shocking? Even a tiger won’t eat its own cubs! ]

[Unintentional brushing, the bad luck disappears. 】

[Family, let me tell you, Kumantongs look like all kinds of dolls, but underneath their cute appearance, there is a real baby corpse. It is said that if it is the corpse of a biological child, the effect will be better. They seal not only the corpse but also the soul of the baby. It seems that they need to use some kind of corpse oil and strange patterns to make a good seal.]

[The kind of Kumantong you are talking about is already an ancient Kumantong, and the price is simply sky-high. Nowadays, people usually put ashes or something in it. ]

【As a netizen, I apologize for my ignorance. 】

[So creepy. ]

【WC.】

【WC.】

"Let me go, I want to find my dad. Let me go, you are a bad guy." The little ghost danced his limbs wildly, trying desperately to break free from Jiang Ling's hands.

"I'm a bad guy? You little brat, you think the Soul Refining Pill I threw at you is dirty." Jiang Ling sneered, and a purple flame ignited in his hand, instantly burning it to ashes.

What status do you have? How dare you talk to him like that? Aren’t you seeking death?

The other little ghosts were so scared that they ran away and returned to their shelter.

"Master Jiang, they ran away." Zhao Zhu was no longer so upset and anxiously stepped forward to remind Jiang Ling.

"Just a greedy kid, someone will take care of him." Jiang Ling waved his hand and said disdainfully, "I'll give you a chance for revenge, but there's only one condition: you can't die. Someone will come and take care of him later."

Zhao Zhu looked down from Jiang Ling's sight, opened her mouth, but couldn't find her own voice for a moment. The densely packed souls made her almost suffer from claustrophobia.

A soul is a life. How many people died in this place? Is there no one to take care of it? It's really scary.

"The Spirit King has changed." Xuan Che put one hand behind his back, looked up at Jiang Ling from below, and used the sound transmission technique to send a message to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling glanced at him, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly, and replied with the same sound transmission technique: "It's you who has changed."

Xiao Huang raised his little head, moved it from his arm to his neck, and put his head side by side with Jiang Ling's. His golden eyes narrowed, and he also looked down at the man standing below.

[Hahahaha, sorry, I know it's very presumptuous. In such a tense situation, I shouldn't laugh so wildly, hahahaha, but it's really funny. ]

[Oh my, oh my, this little snake is so smart, its little expression is so similar to its owner. ]

[I feel that our husband Xuan Che will definitely be a henpecked husband in the future, hhhh]

[6. Can you please stop messing around with CP? Our Master Jiang doesn't even bother to pay attention to him. He just keeps sticking to me like a dog-skin plaster.]

[I also feel that it’s better not to support the CP of the mystics. It’s scary. ]

Zhao Zhu, who was standing by, shuddered inexplicably. What was going on? She was terrified. Thinking of the purpose of her coming here, she asked, "Master Jiang, my friend...she."

"She's fine, she's been sent to the hospital." Jiang Ling said calmly: "I'll leave this to you, I have to go somewhere."

After saying that, Jiang Ling skillfully put away the Soul Refining Cauldron, and in full view of everyone, placed the bowl-sized Soul Refining Cauldron into the Qiankun Bag.

Netizens had never seen a Qiankun bag before. They only saw a small bag that was flat even though it contained a bowl, as if it contained nothing. It was even strange. For a moment, everyone in the live broadcast room asked Jiang Ling to connect.

Zhao Zhu's face was full of admiration, and she asked obediently: "Then.. Master Jiang, where are you going? I will follow you and give you a hand."

"No, there will be a ghost messenger to pick you up later. I can go alone."

Whether in the past or now, Jiang Ling always acts alone. More people would be a hindrance, even ghosts would not work.

Without giving Zhao Zhu a chance to speak, Jiang Ling disappeared from her sight in an instant, leaving her alone in the air staring at each other.

At this time, the ghosts who were originally unable to move began to move freely, and went forward to take revenge and vent their anger.

The view here is excellent. Looking at this scene, Zhao Zhu smiled bitterly.

He muttered to himself silently: "Only when you are absolutely strong can you do what you want to do and protect the people you want to protect. If only I hadn't been so weak when I was alive, Master Jiang is really powerful, huh? Why did Master Xuan Che disappear as well?"

She no longer had the obsession for revenge and decided to just sit there and watch those ghosts take their revenge, waiting for the ghost messenger to take them to the underworld.

Jiang Ling followed the smell of the little ghosts to the basement.

This place is in stark contrast to the sloppy and dilapidated office building above. It is brightly lit, clean and tidy, and has a very high-tech feel.

The netizens who followed Jiang Ling to the basement were all stunned.

[Ah, no, I know this is a metaphysics live broadcast, right? Why do I feel like I'm watching a game live broadcast, with a different scene from time to time, like I'm going through a quest with a big boss.]

[What is this place? Is it a tourist attraction? ]

[So handsome, has your wife left that place? ]

[Why do I feel this place is so eerie and lifeless? There are still three minutes left, and the other anchors have already stopped connecting.]

[Xuan Che fans didn't feel any involvement today. They talked less in their own livestreaming room than in Master Jiang's livestreaming room.]

"It's a big one." Xuan Che's voice was very light, with a strange... teasing feeling.

Jiang Ling no longer cared about her image and rolled her eyes: "You are in the way, either get out or die."