After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

Su Qiansu was also staring at the scene in front of her, watching the confrontation between Bai Zhi and the ghost.

Seeing the demon's solemn expression, she was freed from the tension just now, with a slight smile on her lips.

Bai Zhi was right, she had indeed made a contract with the ghost.

If she wants to become famous and stand above thousands of people, the price is the essence and yang energy of thousands of fans.

The ghost did not let her down. She got fame, money, and honor, but to the ghost, these were just trivial matters.

No one knows the terrifying power of the ghost better than her.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of people are at the mercy of the palm of your hand. What can I do with this girl with no hair in front of me to fight with her?

After thinking about this, Su Qiansu felt relieved and just pretended to be wronged, waiting for the ghost to take care of the girl, and she would still be the shining star.

The ghost's thoughts at this time were the same as Su Qiansu's. She rose high in the air and looked at the girl in front of her like an ant.

She is already at the second level of Jingyuan, and dealing with warlocks below Jingyuan is really a piece of cake, just a snap of her fingers.

She slowly released the charm from her whole body, wrapping around Bai Zhi's body, and streams of red mist wrapped around Bai Zhi's body like poisonous snakes.

"Die."

The ghost smiled evilly, and suddenly tightened his palms, wanting to kill him with one move.

However, at this moment, Bai Zhi held a piece of golden and yellow talisman paper between her fingertips, and suddenly raised it up, muttering a familiar spell in her mouth.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly surged in the originally calm room, and a few dark clouds rolled in where others could not see.

The ghost's originally smiling face froze suddenly, and he looked in disbelief at the girl in front of him whose vitality was no more than the seventh level of Hunyuan.

What she holds in her hand is... the Thunder Talisman!

The ghost's pupils shrank, how could she have such a thing!

This talisman can only be drawn by a warlock with pure Yuanshi Yuan or above. It attracts thunder from the sky and can easily scatter the souls of ghosts.

She is just a warlock with mixed vitality, why can she activate the Thunder Talisman!

When the ghost saw this, his expression was ferocious, and he quickly wanted to run away.

Unfortunately, there was a thunder, and the ghost's running steps froze in place, his whole body was burning hot, and his face was burnt black.

This thunder suddenly illuminated the dim auditorium for a moment. The students who were still cursing Bai Zhi suddenly became as quiet as chickens, and even the barrage in the live broadcast room stopped.

After a while, someone asked dully: "What just happened?"

What responded to him was a long silence.

No, the world has turned upside down. Did they just see thunder in the auditorium?

This is an auditorium, not outdoors. How could there be thunder?

The audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned at this moment.

[Am I dazzled? Did anyone see a flash of lightning? 】

[I also saw the one upstairs...]

【So what happened? 】

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When everyone was confused, only Wang Suyi and the Bai family frowned secretly.

The only person who can cause these supernatural movements is Bai Zhi.

It attracted thunder, what did we encounter again...

At this time, the ghost had been struck by a thunderbolt, and was very miserable.

Su Qiansu's eyes widened in shock, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief, how could she do this!

The demon ghost was dying, looking at Bai Zhi with eyes full of fear, and the arrogant look just now disappeared.

She couldn't move, her mind was racing, and she couldn't figure out who this warlock was and why he could activate the Thunder Talisman.

Bai Zhi approached the ghost, holding the talisman in her hand, ready to send her directly to see Tai Nai.

The ghost quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Master, I was wrong, please let me go."

If this lightning strikes, she will be wiped out in ashes. She doesn't want to be wiped out in ashes!

Bai Zhi said expressionlessly: "I told you, you will be unlucky if you meet me."

After saying that, he squeezed his palms and started chanting the spell again.

The ghost ghost saw that Bai Zhi had no intention of letting go of him, and knew that he would not survive, and a crazy look flashed in his eyes.

"If you don't let me live, then don't live at all!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and hit her chest, which actually caused her soul to explode.

Bai Zhi's pupils tightened when she saw the scene in front of her.

"not good!"

She moved forward quickly, but it was too late.

The ghost's soul exploded in an instant, and a red mist as thick as fire dispersed in an instant.

Su Qiansu's originally motionless fingers suddenly began to pluck the strings frantically.

The sound of the piano is urgent and crazy, as sharp as the roar of thousands of ghosts.

But the audience, who should have covered their ears, seemed to be sucked in, with red eyes, looking feverishly at Su Qiansu on the stage.

"What a beautiful piano sound."

Everyone fell into a fanatical obsession, almost losing their minds and being obsessed with the sound of the piano.

Only Wang Xuanyi and others who had posted the talisman frowned fiercely.

Harsh, unpleasant, unbearable!

What the hell is this!

Bai Zhi's eyebrows were beating fiercely. This damn ghost actually detonated himself and poured all the magic skills he had practiced for hundreds of years into the guqin.

Ordinary people can't stand this evil spell at all, and they are afraid that something big will happen!

Su Qiansu was still playing uncontrollably, and the audience inside and outside were all intoxicated.

Bai Zhi suddenly stepped forward, pushed Su Qiansu away, and used a dozen talismans to suppress the guqin.

The guqin made a majestic sound and kept vibrating.

When the audience in the audience heard the sound of the piano suddenly stop, they seemed to have gone crazy, their eyes were red and they shouted loudly.

The same goes for the audience outside the live broadcast room.

In an instant, the term "Beijing Art Institute has a psychopath" was trending on searches.

The stamina of the charm was so great that there were many students on the field who usually had a bad temper. They even wanted to rush up and hit Bai Zhi, but Wang Xuanyi's people stopped them.

The usually good-tempered people were also affected by this evil spell, and they kept yelling and cursing.

Everyone seemed to have lost their minds, and the entire auditorium fell into a strange state of madness.

At this moment, Bai Zhi suddenly took out a guqin from the backstage and sat upright with a calm expression.

Everyone's eyes turned red when they saw Bai Zhi's appearance.

They thought Bai Zhi went up there for something, but it turned out to be to play the piano!

"What's wrong with you!"

"Are you crazy about wanting to be famous? What do you think you are, and you deserve Substitute's performance!"

"Get off!"

The students at Beiyi almost went crazy and cursed Bai Zhi. They kept saying ugly words, and the curses in the live broadcast room only became more serious.

They never thought that someone would be so shameless.

Go on stage and steal Susu's stage, then perform by yourself.

Don’t you just know that the traffic in the live broadcast room is amazing now and want to be famous?

Crazy woman!

Who doesn't know that Bai Zhi plays the piano so well that she dares to go up and embarrass herself!

Wang Xuanyi, who was not affected by the charm and magic, was obviously startled. Bai Zhi, she wants to play the piano?

Why is that?

Also, isn’t she a bad student? Can she play the guqin?

Bai Zhi on the stage was expressionless, ignoring everyone's criticism, and gently plucked the strings with her fingers.

With just one sound, there seemed to be a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and there was a breeze in the air.

She swiped softly with her fingers, like jade beads tapping on the surface of a lake, causing ripples.

The originally noisy auditorium suddenly became as quiet as a deep valley, with everyone staring blankly at the stage.

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