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

Long Aotian held his breath and looked at the scenery outside again - at first there was no light outside, so he couldn't see the whole picture clearly.

At this moment, Long Aotian's eyes slowly looked around along the small hole, and saw that it looked like a large room from the outside, and the decoration was quite good, with marble floors, beautiful crystal chandeliers, and authentic mahogany tables and chairs.

Suddenly his eyes widened and he saw the altar in the room!

On the altar, there are flowers, fruit plates, candles, incense, and a black and white photo.

The photo was of a young man. While Long Aotian was looking at the photo, he vaguely felt that the man in the photo was also looking at him.

The elegantly dressed lady walked in front of the black-and-white portrait in her high heels and said gently, "Don't be afraid, my dear grandson. Grandma will send a substitute for you soon. You will be back soon."

As she spoke, the woman turned to the man beside her and said, "Master Tian, ​​can we start?"

Master Tian looked at the time and said, "It's only half past ten now. It would be best to hold the burial ceremony at 10 o'clock sharp, when the yin energy is at its strongest."

"Do we have to wait for more than an hour?" The lady seemed a little anxious.

"Madam, only by performing the ceremony at the best time can we conceal the truth and restore the young master's soul to its best condition after his return."

"Well, for the sake of my grandson, it doesn't matter if I wait a little longer."

Madam Gui reached out her hand and touched the portrait: "Grandson, don't be anxious. Wait a little longer. Grandma will be able to rescue you soon."

Her eyes gradually turned cold: "As long as I can save you, I'm not afraid even if I go to hell and ask the King of Hell for your life!"

The two walked out, the lights in the room went out, and the door was locked again.

Only then did Long Aotian dare to pick up the phone again and asked tremblingly:

"The voice of the woman you just spoke to is the same as the voice of my girlfriend who I chatted with online before! The voice on the phone sounded so young and nice. I never thought that it was actually an old woman pretending to be her."

"I always thought that women were more likely to be targeted by bad guys for money and sex, but I never thought that being a man could be so dangerous."

"Why did they bring me here? You should have heard them say they were going to hold a ceremony. What was that for? Will I die? Damn it, I'm so scared now!"

There was also a lot of discussion on the public screen:

[This is obviously some kind of evil magic! You didn't listen to the host's advice before, but now you are scared, right? ]

[Oh my god, I was so scared that I almost peed myself. I didn’t even dare to speak. ]

[When the camera scanned through the small hole just now, I seemed to see a portrait of the deceased! Could that place be a mourning hall? ]

[I took a screenshot of the posthumous photo and took advantage of the time to search the Internet. The man in the photo is really dead. He is a rich second-generation who died of drug overdose abroad. I climbed over the Internet and found a few photos circulated by foreign media. ]

[Fuck, she was a drug addict, she deserved to die! She even had to find someone to take her life, that old woman is not a good person! ]

[Hey, why is the anchor gone? I was so busy watching the live broadcast that I didn’t notice Wanwan was gone. ]

Sang Feiwan appeared in the living room on the first floor at this moment.

In the living room, Zhang Xuexue was playing mahjong with the three tree demon sisters.

Zhang Xuexue has been addicted to mahjong recently and has been dragging the tree spirits to play for several days.

After the game was over, she saw that no one had shuffled their cards, and she asked curiously, "What's wrong with you three? Shuffle the cards!"

The Willow Demon said sullenly, "I finally saved up a month's salary to buy some nice clothes. But you took them all away in just a few days."

The peach tree demon also sighed: "It was our fault. Why did we play cards with you when there were so many other people to play with? With your luck, who can win? Fortunately, we played small, otherwise we would have given you roots and branches as compensation."

Xingshu pushed the cards aside and said, "Let's just watch TV. At least TV doesn't cheat me out of money."

Zhang Xuexue said with a smile: "What are you afraid of if you lose? I'll lend you more! Don't worry, I won't return it! Playing cards is just for fun, money is just a prop, don't take it seriously - Hey, Wanwan, you're here? Do you want to try and see if your luck is better or mine?"

Sang Feiwan said: "Xuexue, your current cultivation level is high enough for you to fly the sword by yourself, right?"

Zhang Xuexue nodded: "Yes! I tried it a few times when I was in Shoulong Mountain. It was quite fun. But unfortunately, I didn't have much chance to use it after returning to the city."

Sang Feiwan said seriously, "Swordsmanship requires coordination of the body and requires diligent practice. I'll give you a chance to practice tonight by going to City A. If you fly there now, you should be able to arrive before 12 o'clock."

Long Aotian was in urgent need of help, and Sang Feiwan had to do a live broadcast, so she couldn't spare the time. Originally, her first thought was Yu Beiming, but then she thought that he was still recovering from his injuries and it was not appropriate for him to travel far.

Zhang Xuexue was just free, so it would be a waste if she didn't use it.

After explaining the situation clearly, Sang Feiwan returned to the live broadcast.

In the live broadcast, Long Aotian was almost crying because he didn't see Sang Feiwan just now: "Anchor, you are finally back. My phone's battery is almost used up. Please tell me what to do? I am really going to collapse!"

Sang Feiwan said, "Wait. You should be safe now. In order to wait for the good time of 12 o'clock, the other party will not touch you for at least one hour."

"What about an hour later?" Long Aotian asked.

Sang Feiwan smiled slightly, "There will be another turn of events by then."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Sang Feiwan couldn't say in the live broadcast room that he had sent the popular first-line actress Zhang Xuexue to save the situation, as that would probably have shaken the entire entertainment industry.

She immediately changed the subject: "Aren't you curious about why they arrested you? I can tell you the reason now."

Just now, Long Aotian's mobile phone camera scanned the portrait outside, and Sang Feiwan also discovered the truth.

"The woman you are dating online is indeed a 70-year-old woman. Her grandson died of drug abuse more than a month ago, but she was unwilling to let him die like this, so she invited a sorcerer to force his soul to stay in the world of the living."

"Your fate is quite special. It is 7% similar to the fate and birth date of that woman's deceased grandson. Tonight is the 49th day after her grandson's death, which is also the 'last seven days'. So she plans to use a substitute to let you die in her grandson's place."