Live fortune-telling: Friends of the water, your head is a little green

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"Master Qin, how much is this talisman?"

Talk about money.

Qin Yue shook his head.

Even if he knew, with the means he revealed now, many people would believe him.

It can make a lot of money.

However, this talisman is not sold like this.

10 yuan, these netizens will actually reduce their trust in him.

It is not appropriate to do so.

"These talismans are for those who are destined to get them."

This time, netizens are even more curious.

Chapter 22 Really Not for Sale, Conscience Anchor (Please ask for flowers and evaluation tickets)

"I thought Master Qin showed me the talisman to sell the talisman!"

"I also thought the host was going to cut leeks."

"Don't sell it? Conscience anchor, did you give me a reward?"

But there are still people who want to buy it, after all, this is really amazing.

Got a talisman.

Qin Yue took out another talisman and continued to draw.

This talisman is a health qi talisman.

It is mainly used for recovering from serious illness, improving immunity, accelerating metabolism, and enhancing physical fitness.

It is especially effective for the elderly.

At least it can relieve the pain caused by some geriatric diseases.

Qin Yue moves like clouds and flowing water, in one go.

Soon, a talisman was drawn.

At this time, all the netizens in the live broadcast room widened their eyes and stared at it for a moment.

Follow the symbols to draw well.

A burst of golden light emerged.

Not only that, this time the attentive audience also found out.

With the appearance of this golden light, the wet traces of cinnabar completely disappeared.

As if it was printed.

"It flashed again."

"I see the light."

"Let there be light!"

"Tiga, is that you?"

"Fuck, anchor, are you juggling?"

"I don't know if you've noticed, but the luminous ones just now are the positions of the handwriting drawn by Master Qin. Talismans are not luminous, but the luminous characters are the characters!"

Some of these netizens even secretly recorded the screen, and watched the screenshots repeatedly, and the more they watched, the more amazing they became.

I don't understand all this at all.

Qin Yue didn't explain the function of this talisman, but it was indeed Han Yuhang's grandfather who made this talisman.

Disease has always been something that people fear, worry about, and cannot get rid of.

With this talisman, if you wear it by your side for a long time, it is true that the disease will be improved and will not get worse, not to mention that the medicine will cure the disease.

Afterwards, Qin Yue continued to draw symbols.

This painting took two hours.

However, the netizens in the live broadcast room still watched with gusto.

Of course, because Qin Yue didn't look at the pictures and didn't have any interaction, the popularity of the live broadcast room gradually declined.

And as Zhou Fang brought people to Qianchen Village, the live broadcast room became lively again.

Zhou put down the car and held up his mobile phone.

Qin Yue just drew the last stroke.

"Master Qin, look, is this mountain?"

Zhou Fang found the location, and watched a video of a dense forest mountain.

Qin Yue nodded.

"That's it!"

"Okay, let's go over here."

Then, a group of seven people started to go up the mountain.

Fortunately, although Chen Village was backward, there was a signal tower on the mountain, and the live signal was not only not weak, but very strong.

A group of people kept moving forward and walked on the mountain for a full hour before arriving at the place.

"It seems that I didn't see Dashi either!"

Qin Yue smiled.

"I've already seen it."

"what!"

Zhou Fang was gasping for breath. Even as a young man, he didn't exercise much. He was really tired after climbing so far.

At this time, the barrage also rolled over.

"Debauchery, look at your feet!"

"Aren't you stepping on a big rock?"

"Then you didn't see the white stone?"

When Zhou Fangdang saw the barrage, he was startled and quickly backed away.

Then, he noticed that the flat ground he was stepping on before was a big rock.

Moreover, this big rock is connected with the soil.

In other words, the accumulation of soil caused by landslides mixed the large rocks that had protruded from the ground with the surrounding environment.

In the end, it was presented without any violation.

"this one?"

Qin Yue nodded: "Dig it!"

"Okay, then I'll put the phone on the shelf and we'll work together."

Zhou Fang put the phone on the bracket and took a photo on the big rock.

Then, seven people took tools and started digging.

It's a bit of a slope, and the idea was to dig a hole down there, pry the rock out, and dig down.

Seven people do this physical work together, and it takes an hour to dig.

You know, it takes more than half an hour for many rural bloggers to dig a bamboo shoot, let alone move a big rock.

Fortunately, the stone is not too big, not too heavy, and the density is low. With a shovel, several people work together to move it away.

Seeing so many people busy.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is also increasing.

"Good guy, I'm watching people digging holes in the fortune-telling live broadcast room."

"Did you come out?"

"I can't really dig something!"

"According to what you said, after 26 years, it has become a bone!"

Just when these netizens were discussing intensely, one of the water friends yelled, and this time, several other people ran away in fright.

"See something? See something?"

"Dig something?"

"What is it?"

"I saw a woven bag, sort of like a fertilizer bag."

For a moment, several people felt creepy.

Lost children, bags of fertilizer.

It's a perfect murder scene.

Chapter 23 The scene of the murder, the live broadcast room was blocked again (asking for flowers and evaluation tickets)

"Gudu!" Zhou Fang swallowed hard.

"Don't panic, we are doing a good deed, let me take a look!" One of the bold ones continued to walk forward with a shovel.

Seeing him like this, the others pretended to be brave and walked over.

"Be careful, don't destroy the scene."

"lighter……"

They slowed down and cleaned the fertilizer bag.

This fertilizer bag is very thick, and it is the style of the early years. The material was also abundant at that time, and it is not the kind of bag that degrades at all.

This kind of plastic bag, buried in the ground for 200 years, may decompose.

26 years later, it still exists.

Then, the most courageous man gently opened the woven bag.

There is no foul smell, only the smell of mud, and there are colorless cloth and crushed bones under the woven bag.

After 26 years, the buried truth has finally emerged.

"Slutty, what color is your clothes in that photo?"

"Red, what's wrong?"

"Do you see this dress?"

"Damn it, I don't dare to look at it."

"Can you be sure?"

"We still, call the police!"

"Call the police!"