The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Sang Feiwan unceremoniously accepted the check worth 100 million.

Seeing that she was willing to accept it, Zheng Lanxin said again: "Xiaoqiu has chosen a day. Next Wednesday is an auspicious day, suitable for getting a marriage certificate. In the evening we are going to set up a table and invite the family to have a meal together and recognize each other. Miss Sang, you are ours I’m a matchmaker, and I’m friends with Master, I wonder if I can have a meal with you as a favor?”

Sang Feiwan said: "Okay, I will definitely be there."

She paused and then said: "Your daughters don't know you are getting married yet, do they?"

Zheng Lan said in her heart: "Because of the obstruction of my family, Lao Qiu and I missed each other for decades. So this time, I plan to wait until we get the certificate and we can just meet up during dinner."

After hearing this, Sang Feiwan knew that she had thought it through very carefully, so he said nothing more.

Zheng Lanxin chatted for a while, then got up to say goodbye. When she went out, she happened to meet Zhang Xuexue.

Zhang Xuexue was surprised for a moment when she saw the necklace around her neck, and immediately came over to ask Sang Feiwan: "Why is the Angel Star there with her?"

Sang Feiwan said: "You don't know yet, right? That is Lao Qiu's fiancée, and the angel star is the betrothal gift given to her by Yu Beiming."

Zhang Xuexue was very envious: "The necklace that has been nourished by spiritual energy and dragon energy for so many years is simply a priceless treasure. Unfortunately, wearing it for a mortal can only extend your life at most. If you give it to me, my cultivation will definitely be greatly improved."

Sang Feiwan glanced at her: "So, are you willing to commit yourself to Lao Qiu for the necklace?"

Zhang Xuexue immediately said: "How is that possible? I'm just jealous of the necklace."

She suddenly turned her eyes and asked Sang Feiwan with a smile: "Why don't you tell Master Yu about when you can visit his house?"

Sang Feiwan said: "His home is at No. 99. If you want to be a guest, just go by yourself."

Zhang Xuexue said: "I mean to visit his hometown, Shoulong Mountain! It's best to stay for a few more years and breathe in the spiritual energy there. Wanwan, do you want to go?"

Sang Feiwan said: "You can mention it yourself, don't use me as an excuse."

Zhang Xuexue said: "But the relationship between Yu Beiming and me is very weak. If I tell him, he may not agree. You are different. You say he will definitely agree."

Sang Feiwan frowned slightly: "Why am I different?"

Zhang Xuexue pointed at her deliberately: "Don't you think that Master Yu treats you very differently?"

Sang Feiwan thought about it seriously: "It's indeed different."

Zhang Xuexue's eyes brightened slightly, and he thought she had figured it out, but then she said: "He treats me as a friend."

Zhang Xuexue secretly held her forehead, and really couldn't understand why Wanwan, who saw everything so clearly, was so emotionally slow?

She couldn't help but ask again: "Wanwan, you haven't thought about finding a partner in all these years?"

Sang Feiwan glanced at her indifferently: "I cultivate the ruthless way."

This sentence instantly made Zhang Xuexue freeze on the spot, and he could no longer say what he originally wanted to say.

The ruthless way, it turns out to be the ruthless way!

The ruthless path, the end of love and love, seems indifferent and calm, but people who practice this path not only cannot feel love, they will not like anything too much, nor will they be overly sad or angry.

Just like the lonely monk in front of the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, he will only be able to practice cultivation for the rest of his life and will never be happy again.

"Late night..."

Zhang Xuexue felt sorry for her and hugged her distressedly.

But Sang Feiwan pushed her away: "What does it look like? If you have something to talk about, then go back if you have nothing to do."

Zhang Xuexue sighed: "I have been out of work recently, and suddenly I have no place to go, so I just want to come to your house."

Sang Feiwan said, "Then you go and play with Taoshu and the others. I'm going to practice upstairs."

Looking at her leaving figure, Zhang Xuexue finally understood why she always looked cold and indifferent, as if she could not warm up the iceberg no matter what.

I finally understood why Yu Beiming clearly had feelings for her but was still unwilling to speak out.

How can a person who cannot even feel friendship respond to love?

……

In a blink of an eye, it’s time for the live broadcast at ten o’clock in the evening.

Since "Song of Everlasting Regret" has just concluded tonight, fans are asking whether the imperial concubine in the show is really dead?

At the end of the play, the real person Lingyun appeared and asked Concubine Yang: "You have tasted all the love and hatred in this life, but are you still attached to the world?"

At that time, in order to appease the three armies, the emperor ordered Concubine Yang to be stabbed to death.

The favor of the past has turned into a joke.

Before she committed suicide, she was still looking forward to seeing King Shou again.

But she waited and waited, but in the end she couldn't wait for King Shou.

When she was dying, the real Lingyun appeared and took her soul to the fairy mountain on the sea.

Sang Feiwan didn't explain much about the story in the play. He greeted the fans and picked out the first fan tonight.

What appeared on the screen was a young man in his twenties, wandering the streets at night.

Seeing that the connection was successful, he hurriedly said to Sang Feiwan: "Anchor, I've been in trouble recently, and I get on a ghost bus every night!"

Fans who were discussing the plot of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" just now were suddenly caught off guard.

[If you think there is something wrong with the bus, don’t get on it! 】

[If you’re afraid, go home early. If you wander around so late every day, who will you be looking for if you’re not looking for ghosts? 】

[You can also change to the subway. 】

Online netizen, the online name is "social animal Xiao Wu".

Seeing everyone's speeches, Xiao Liu, the social worker, said helplessly: "I don't want to go home so late every day. But the company works overtime every day. If I leave early, my boss will definitely have objections."

"The unemployment rate is so high recently, how can I dare to be willful? As for you talking about taking the subway, there is no subway near my company."

At this point, he couldn't help but start complaining about the unreasonable subway planning.

Sang Feiwan brought the topic back in time: "Let's talk about the ghost bus you encountered."

Xiao Wu, the social animal, said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, business is important!"

Things started from a week ago.

It was a bright and starry night, and Xiao Wu, a social worker who had just finished working overtime, walked out of the company door.

His home is a bit far from the company, a taxi costs dozens of yuan, and the subway doesn't come through.

There are exactly two buses running 200 meters away from the company.

One is the 92 bus and the other is the 42 bus, both are night buses.

Bus No. 42 is the most convenient, and its terminal is near Xiaowu’s house.

It was difficult to wait for the bus. He stood at the intersection and waited for half an hour before bus No. 42 arrived late.

Xiao Wu, a social worker, stepped onto the bus.

After getting in the car, he found a seat and sat down.

Being a social animal is not easy.

In order to avoid being late due to traffic jams, he leaves for work at around 7 o'clock every morning.

By the time I got off work at ten o'clock in the evening, I had worked hard for more than ten hours. I was tired and sleepy, and the car was rickety. I fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair without realizing it.

In a daze, he heard a noisy cry for help ringing in his ears, and smelled the pungent smell of smoke on the tip of his nose.

When I noticed something was wrong and opened my eyes, a car passed by me in the opposite lane, and the lights of the intersection illuminated the inside of the bus for a moment.

So he clearly saw that the entire carriage was completely charred, with charred seats, charred floor, charred roof, and two charred corpses opposite.

Xiao Wu, the social animal, was almost frightened after his drowsiness had passed.

He was trembling, not even daring to express his anger.

The scenery outside the window was constantly changing, but the car was going around and around, but there was still no stop.