Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

There was also a strange silence in the live broadcast room at this time, and they were quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

{If I don’t understand, just ask, is this ‘magic weapon’ the one I understand? }

{Who knows what you understand? You can tell it for everyone’s reference. }

{You don’t know this, but have you seen Lin Mouying’s zombie movie? There are many magical weapons inside. This magical weapon is said to be very powerful and can keep the house safe. }

{So, this magic weapon is still a good thing? }

{I don’t think so. Judging from the deep look on the ancestor’s face, I feel like it’s more like something bad. }

{Don’t make any noise, you’ll understand after listening to what the ancestor said. }

An Wu suddenly raised his hand and threw the magic weapon out. Strangely enough, his strength seemed to be quite strong, but the magic weapon did not fly out directly, but quietly stagnated in mid-air.

{? ? ? }

{? ? Something strange happened? What the hell can this thing still float in mid-air? }

{What a fuss, you are really ignorant. In this live broadcast room, there is nothing you can’t think of, and there is nothing you can’t see. }

{Meow? I threw away all the cats in my hands. }

At this moment, the magic weapon standing in the air suddenly began to emit traces of black smoke, spinning rapidly around the magic weapon.

After a while, the black smoke surrounded the magic weapon, without even a single gap leaking out.

The light smoke flickered a few times, and the figure of the magical weapon gradually became transparent, as if it was about to disappear.

An Wu stared at the scene in front of him coldly. With a wave of his hand, an invisible cage covered it. Then he turned to ask Zhang Fan.

"Have you seen anyone around?" Judging from the evil aura on this magical weapon, it must have been placed there just a few days ago.

Zhang Fan shook his head. He checked everywhere and found no spiritual energy fluctuations.

"No, it's deserted and sparsely populated over there. No one usually walks around."

People who don't have the guts probably wouldn't dare to go to this kind of ghost place. Only those who specialize in reselling are brave enough.

"Well, you should pay more attention to the situation over there recently."

Anwu looked at the magic weapon parked in mid-air and was very sure that the familiar aura on it belonged to the old guy.

Judging from the urine of the old guy, he will definitely find time to check this magic weapon again. As long as Zhang Fan stays there, he will definitely find something.

"Okay, I'll go back now. I'll come back if I find anything." Zhang Fan nodded obediently and turned around to leave.

"Wait, you put this talisman on."

An Wu called out to him, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of talisman flew lightly into Zhang Fan's open palm.

Zhang Fan was overjoyed and hurriedly put the talisman into his arms carefully, bowed to Anwu and left in a hurry.

After being quiet for a while, the live broadcast room started to get excited again.

{I'm surprised. I understand every word they say. Why don't I understand how they are put together? ｝

{I know, I have seen what the Taoist priest did. He must have gone to catch monsters. ｝

{Upstairs, I think you are telling the truth. ｝

{Ah, what is evil spirit? ｝

{Anchor, don’t stand there stupidly, come out quickly and explain. ｝

An Yan heard her cell phone ringing non-stop and hurried over to check.

"Ancestor, do they want to know what harm evil spirits can do to people?"

An Wu chuckled, "This evil spirit exists between heaven and earth. It is a very natural existence. Everyone has it more or less,"

He paused for a moment, thinking about what words to use to make it easier for people to understand, "Let's just say that when a person has too much evil energy, he will start to become more and more unlucky."

"When the number reaches a certain level, there may be a bloody disaster."

{...My goosebumps stand up. Ancestor, how do you know if you have evil spirits in your body? ｝

{More than this, I want to know how to deal with evil spirits? ｝

{According to the ancestor, this evil spirit is innate, so why did the Taoist priest just say that the magic weapon can absorb the evil spirit? ｝

{Then I also want to buy a magic weapon to absorb the evil spirit from my body. Ancestor, do you sell magic weapons? ｝

Seeing that the topic discussed by netizens was about to deviate to the southern hemisphere, An Yan hurriedly relayed their words to An Wu one by one.

After hearing this, Anwu shook his head in amusement, "Everything has its spirit. Although the evil spirit is innate, it can still be changed through the day after tomorrow."

"For example, 'If you do too much unrighteousness, you will die', 'If you do one good deed every day, you will be blessed'."

Many of our ancestors were very wise, and they summed up many very philosophical sayings.

"If a person often does bad things, then under the cycle of cause and effect, the evil spirits will inevitably become more and more serious. On the contrary, if a person often does good things, then the evil spirits will naturally not be able to get close."

An Yan was confused. She clicked on the fans' comments to see how well they understood.

{Well, Jimeis, do you understand? ｝

{Well, I seem to understand this, but then I don’t seem to understand anything. ｝

{What do you all think is so complicated? ｝

{I am the representative of the Chinese class. Here is a cheat sheet for everyone: Don’t worry about evil spirits or not. In short, do more good deeds! ｝

{The man upstairs is a master of summarizing, and my mother said so too, so when I see an old lady falling when I pass by, I will help her. ｝

{Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so brave upstairs. There are so many troubles these days, but you dare to rush over to help her. You are not afraid of her blackmailing you. ｝

{Haha, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. There is no ghost in your heart, so how can you be afraid of being haunted by little ghosts? ｝

{But then again, did the ancestor just give that Taoist priest a talisman? ｝

{Yes, yes, I saw it too. It’s strange. Doesn’t the Taoist priest himself also know how to draw talismans? ｝

{Are you stupid? It must be that the Taoist practice is different. The ancestor’s Taoist practice is deep, so the effect of the painting must be better. ｝

{That makes sense, host, please ask Ancestor if you can put some more of that talisman on the shelves for us? ｝

Since the comment speed increased, An Yan no longer relayed it. She directly handed the phone to An Wu and asked him to read the comment himself, which was faster.

"Well, this kind of talisman paper is more troublesome to draw, so I won't put more, just a few. Everyone can buy it by themselves."

Anwu said and gave the phone to An Yan to operate. Just as An Yan was thinking about how to put it on the shelf, she heard several noisy voices coming from the door, accompanied by heavy breathing.

She raised her head in confusion and faced the black muzzle of the gun. She was so frightened that she almost dropped the phone in her hand.

"Everyone, put your hands up and don't move. We are from the Public Security Bureau. Someone has reported you for selling illegal drugs!"

What? ! ! ? The Public Security Bureau came to arrest the ancestor? ?