The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 231, Grave Bounce Disco

"I'm so pissed off, I'm about to be pissed off by this stinky Taoist priest, anyway, there must be nothing wrong, pretending to be a ghost, just to cheat me of money, there is nothing to be afraid of at all"

Leng Wang looked angrily at his Slow Hand APP, and the sharp decrease in the number of followers made him flustered a lot.

Firstly, it was diverted by many anchors who also came to share a piece of the pie. Secondly, there was no more creative support, and gradually the aesthetic fatigue, and the number of fans gradually decreased.

At this time, Leng Wang's expression was cloudy and uncertain, and he finally gritted his teeth.

"Looks like that's the only way to go"

After talking about it, Leng Wang contacted Tian Yuanfang and told him about his bold idea.

Over there, Tian Yuan Fang also sent a question mark.

"Brother, we are not a small platform anymore. We don't need to use such low means to attract traffic. You are one of our cards. Don't play this hand again, okay?"

"Isn't it that you haven't done it before, or are you saying that you want to kill the donkey? You must know that when you were working on the miscellaneous fish live broadcast software, I was doing these things to help you attract traffic. Now I am in trouble. Please help Can't I do it? And I didn't ask you to do anything, just pretend you didn't see it!"

On Tian Yuanfang's side, he was anxious and helpless. The worst thing about this Leng Wang was that he did things without thinking.

It did help the live broadcast platform in the past, but if we do it now, the negative impact must be greater than the positive impact.

Then Tian Yuanfang didn't reply no matter what M he asked.

Now, the little old girl next to Tian Yuanfang asked curiously.

"Brother Tian, ​​why are you so anxious, what are you talking about with King Leng?"

"I'm afraid he'll do something stupid!" Tian Yuanfang said with an annoyed expression on his face, "The higher-ups pampered him because they were afraid that this guy would mess around, and asked me to negotiate with that Taoist temple. Actually, we also know that his decline in popularity has something to do with that Taoist temple. It's a shit relationship, it's obviously because he doesn't have a good idea to broadcast live."

"No matter how you say it, he is still an anchor. It would be good if he was banned. The platform is the boss in this matter." The little old girl didn't think so.

"He has been here since our slow hands were on the pheasant platform. He has worked hard and said that it is all due to him to get started, so the contract signed is different from other anchors. If we stop broadcasting him without authorization, we will pay a compensation. [-] million."

one hundred million
The new accounting girl shuddered: "Excuse me, excuse me."

"No way, we didn't expect to be able to achieve this scale before. Frankly speaking, we used to rely on his content to survive." Tian Yuanfang gritted his teeth: "I hope he doesn't mess around. If he really just does what he did before If so, we can still save him, but what he is doing now is consuming his own popularity and seeking his own death."

"What I'm curious about is what he did before."

Tian Yuanfang didn't say much, just threw her a row of video links.

Click to open it, and what you see is a row of things with hot eyes.

【National Tour, Qingming Tomb Disco】

The night is bleak, but there is a tomb where I miss, and there are still traces of incense burning beside it.

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and passers-by on the road want to die. On this day, people return to their hometowns to see their deceased relatives.

At this time, King Leng led a group of people to dance heartily on their graves, showing no respect for the dead at all.

The little girl murmured.

"This is really dancing on the grave!"

"Bumping on the grave, I got popular because of this. Today, my popularity has dropped. Wouldn't it be popular again if I danced again? I really admire my ingenuity." Leng Wang smiled, and his expression was so beautiful. Very dripping.

Put Bundi's portable device in his car.

"It's not enough just to dance on the grave, but we need to use more eye-catching methods. How can we attract more attention?"

King Leng murmured, pondering hard, and finally his eyes lit up, and a bold idea came into being.

The car turned around and headed in the other direction.

Martyrs.

At this point, there is no one in the martyrs cemetery.

King Leng planned to climb over the wall and jump to the bottom of the grave.
"If you get caught, run away. It's not a big deal anyway. The cemetery dance is so exciting. I don't believe it. This time I can't restore my popularity."

After sneaking into the cemetery, Leng Wang put his stereo on the ground.

I want to open the live broadcast platform and start dancing.

[No network connection detected]

"No internet? What are you doing to me?"

Leng Wang was stunned.

This Nima is too fake.

Just when Leng Wang was at a loss, a gust of wind blew by.

Why is my back so cold.

"Son, you're bothering"

There was the sound of crutches ding-dong.

"Who are you"

After Leng Wang saw the person coming, goose bumps immediately fell all over the floor.

Under the black coat, he looks like a mummy, with a crooked body, under the night light, with green eyes.

"I'm here to help you. On your back, there are thousands of evil spirits lying on their stomachs. What's more, your actions here have insulted the heroic spirits. All the merits accumulated in your family have been exhausted. Without the protection of your ancestors, You will die soon"

Leng Wang was about to say something, but felt his breathing became heavier.

Stiff neck, turned around.

A dense crowd of ghosts lay on his back.

No wonder the body is so heavy.

It turns out that I have been haunted by a hundred ghosts
Leng Wang collapsed instantly and knelt on the ground.

"Save me, save me, as long as it can save me, I will do anything."

The old man in black said in a hoarse voice.

"Did you see, these are your sins, so come on, boy, I can help you, and help you out, but you have to pay the price."

Leng Wang immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"I'll pay. It doesn't matter how much money you want as long as you can help me."

"I don't want money, I just need you to drink this bottle."

The old man in black took out a vial.

The vial contained a boiling green liquid.

"drink him"

Leng Wang seemed to be confused. Just as he was about to drink the bottle of green liquid, a black shadow slapped the green liquid away.

With a snap, the green liquid fell to the ground and burst, making a hissing sound of corroding the floor.

"Who ruined my good deeds!"

"Sure enough, if you follow this guy, you will be found."

In the darkness, a big cat the size of a person and Li Yu in a white Taoist robe looked at the old man in front of him.

"finally found you."

"It's you." After looking at Li Yu, the old man in black had a hideous expression on his face: "It's actually you."

"Ding, the old corpse exorcist's hatred has reached 120%. His hatred for you has already exploded. This kind of hatred will only appear on villains who kill the whole family."

Li Yu was stunned.

This hatred has risen too fast, it's just a face-to-face meeting.

"The aura on your body is that you went to Huangqi Central Hospital to take away Fazheng, right?"

(End of this chapter)