Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"You can't keep watching her. You have to solve this problem."

Mother Yang remained silent and quickly took out her cell phone to search, but there was no one around her who knew such a master.

"Little sister, do you know any such expert? We just go to work on weekdays and have never heard of such a thing, let alone meeting an expert."

Aunt Yang thought about it and sent a message directly in the group.

Two seconds later, the group suddenly exploded.

Catch all the criminals: [Damn it, our beautiful medical examiner is possessed! You're someone who only believes in science and logic, so why are you suddenly getting into metaphysics? Haha, this is making me laugh to death.]

On-site investigation: […Am I dazzled, or has your account been hacked, forensic doctor? Our profession relies solely on evidence-based science, not metaphysics.]

Aunt Yang rolled her eyes and said something domineeringly.

"If you know, speak up. If you don't, shut up. I'm really worried. My child has gotten in trouble with something dirty. It wants to kill her, understand?"

There was silence in the group for more than ten seconds, and then someone quietly appeared and sent her a private message with the username of a blogger, asking her to just search for it.

Aunt Yang opened her phone and searched, then watched the previous replays. She believed it a little more and directly gave a reward of tens of thousands of yuan and sent a private message to the backstage.

Briefly explain the situation and ask how to solve it.

After Su Chen finished the live broadcast, he saw the private message and edited it to send the good news.

It's definitely a hair problem. Buy some paper money and incense, take them to the deceased's grave, and then, in front of the grave, shave off all the grafted hair, leaving nothing behind.

[Kneel down sincerely, explain clearly, and ask for forgiveness. Then burn your hair and return it to the ghost. If the incense does not burn out, it means forgiveness, and everything will be fine from now on.]

"If the incense goes out, then this is a difficult thing to talk to. I will naturally deal with it when the time comes. Give me the address, and I will send Thousand Paper Cranes to find you and take you with me to find the female ghost's grave."

[It's address is XXXXX. By the way, call the police and deal with that barber shop. They accept hair grafting from the dead. It will only harm more people in the future.]

After reading the message, Aunt Yang quickly gave a few thousand more tips. Only then did her expression ease a lot. She whispered, "Sister, let's go shopping tomorrow and find the grave where the female ghost is."

Hearing this, Mother Yang swallowed subconsciously: "Ah, go find the female ghost, little sister, are you sure you can really do it?"

"We'll know if it works after we try. Lanlan's condition can't be delayed any longer. I'll go with you tomorrow. I'll feel at ease if we can resolve it sooner rather than later."

"okay, I get it."

"Who is the master you are looking for? He responded so quickly."

"A colleague in the group recommended him. He should be quite capable. We'll know after we take a look."

A few minutes later, the three of them saw a palm-sized paper crane outside the glass. It flew directly through the glass, slowly flew to their side, circled around them, and landed directly in Aunt Yang's hand.

A clear and melodious male voice came: "Bring the paper cranes with you tomorrow. If the female ghost is difficult to talk to, I will come and deal with it. Don't worry, it's not a big problem."

"When you get hair grafting in the future, try to find a regular shop."

A faint light flickered on the paper cranes, and then they fell silent after they finished speaking. The three of them stared at the paper cranes in deathly silence, not coming back to their senses for a long time.

Aunt Yang looked down at the thousand paper cranes, her mind already buzzing with excitement. Sure enough, the end of science is metaphysics, and that master must be paid attention to.

He is very capable. Very capable.

"Ahem, sister and brother-in-law, it's getting late, you should go to bed early. I'll go accompany Lanlan. If anything is wrong, I can find out in time."

"Also, I originally wanted to keep this a secret, but now it seems I can't. I'm thinking about how to tell her. After all, she has to burn paper and kneel down to beg for forgiveness from the ghost tomorrow."

Mother Yang said worriedly, "Okay, Lanlan has relied on you since she was a child. You can definitely tell her that it will work. I'm just worried that the girl will be scared. It's really before the college entrance examination..."