Little Taoist Priest Live Broadcasts to Raise Funds

Chapter 10 There is Yin blood in the soup

"Your face has also recovered temporarily."

A small mirror appeared in Yaya's hand. She handed the mirror to Lin Yu and asked Lin Yu to look at it.

Seeing the slightly delicate man's face in the mirror, Lin Yu couldn't help but burst into tears.

That's right, this is him, not some "Sister Lin" Lin Yu who reincarnated into a singer.

"Master Ya Ya, how can I, how can I maintain this situation after leaving the Taoist temple?" Lin Yu asked anxiously, "What do I need to pay? You must save me, please."

Lin Yu's knees bent, wishing she could kneel down in front of the little breasted dumpling.

No one wants to live with an unfamiliar face.

But Lin Yu couldn't kneel down, as something seemed to be stopping him under his knees.

"No need to kneel down." Yaya stretched out her little hand, "You probably found it after watching the live broadcast. Then you should know what Yaya needs?"

"I know." Lin Yu took out his mobile phone and prepared cash and asked, "Should I pay in cash or online banking?"

"You can give fortune-telling money in cash." Yaya's eyes were bright. "If you ask me for fortune-telling, the money belongs to Yaya. If you want to donate incense to Sanqing Temple, it belongs to the ancestor. I said so. , do you understand?"

How can I not understand this?

Lin Yu felt that the small breast dumplings in front of her were really good, so she gave Yaya cash.

Ya Ya got a stack of tickets and her eyes were so beautiful that they were so beautiful.

The last time she touched money was half a year ago. The master took her down the mountain to buy daily necessities and asked her to practice fortune-telling.

It’s just that the master was still there at that time, and the money earned from fortune telling was taken away by the master and turned into the wine that the master loved to drink.

Now that fortune tellers are rich, and the master has run away, the money belongs to her!

Yaya put the money into her pocket without hesitation and took Lin Yu into the cabin.

The living room of the cabin is also the dining room, with a square table and several chairs beside it.

One chair looked higher than the other chairs, and that was Yaya's special seat.

She bent her knees and sat on the special seat, blinking at Lin Yu: "Mr. Lin, please sit down and have some bamboo leaf tea?"

Lin Yu was extremely worried.

But looking at Ya Ya's little face, it was very calm, and it was not easy to rush. He could only sit on the chair and nod, watching the little breast dumpling in front of him fill his tea cup with tea.

"Thank you." Lin Yu thanked him, but had no intention of drinking.

"Take a sip first." Yaya suggested to Lin Yu, her eyebrows curved, "Bamboo leaf tea is made from the heart of bamboo. It has the effect of promoting body fluids, quenching thirst, and reducing heart fire. To prevent you from hearing what Yaya calculated. , anxious fire attacks the heart.”

With Ya Ya's explanation, Lin Yu had no choice but to drink if he didn't want to drink anymore.

He poured a whole cup of tea into his mouth, and then asked anxiously: "So... what happened to me?"

"Five years ago, your sister committed suicide, right?" Yaya said directly, "She jumped from the building."

Lin Yu was startled.

Yes, my sister committed suicide five years ago.

He had just graduated from the Conservatory of Music five years ago. It was when he felt that he could make a name for himself in the music industry, so he returned home from school and planned to rest at home for a while before striving for his music dream.

Unexpectedly, when I returned home, I found that my sister, who was in high school, was in a very bad mood, and her relationship with her parents was also very stiff.

My sister never goes out except to eat.

He tentatively asked his sister what happened, but she wouldn't tell. When I asked my parents, my father said, "Don't worry about her. She is just rebellious in adolescence. Sister Lin is just sentimental all day long. With such poor grades, I'm afraid she won't be able to go to college."

Mom said: "It would be great if she was half as well-behaved as you are. I had a second child just because I liked my daughter. Who knew she would be so disobedient after she was born?"

Parents attach great importance to grades, and Lin Yu also knows this. Adults always feel that without academic performance, children are useless. Especially with a successful example like him, it must have caused a lot of psychological burden on my sister.

Lin Yu had no choice but to take her sister on a trip alone to make her happy.

Unexpectedly, just after returning home from traveling, he locked himself in his room to capture the inspiration he got during the trip, and when he was working hard to write songs, his sister actually had a big fight with her parents again.

When he took off his soundproof headphones and heard his sister yelling "I hate you" and came out of the room to break up the fight, his sister had already jumped from the 23rd floor.

My parents were standing by the window with dull eyes and said, "Why did you jump? Didn't you scare us? Didn't I just slap you in the face?"

"How can you jump down?"

23rd floor.

My sister is dead.

During that time, the family was filled with a lingering gloom.

Lin Yu couldn't sleep every night, complaining about why she had to wear sound-isolating headphones to concentrate on her creation that day, and why she couldn't stop her sister.

Sadly, it was clearly in this extreme pain that he was inspired to compose lyrics and music, and created the song "Burial of Flowers" that made him famous in one fell swoop.

"Is it my sister who blames me?" Recalling this, Lin Yu burst into tears. "My sister blames me for not being able to save her, and punishes me for gradually turning into a woman?"

Lin Yu felt that he must have guessed correctly, and he smiled bitterly.

It doesn't matter, since it is my sister's punishment, if I become a woman, I will become a woman, it doesn't matter.

It's his fault, it's his problem.

"Not your sister."

Hearing that Yaya denied his guess, Lin Yu looked confused: "Not my sister? Then you mentioned that my sister committed suicide..."

Yaya's face was expressionless: "It's not your sister, it's your parents who want to turn you into a daughter."

Yaya's words made Lin Yu stiffen all over.

Before Lin Yu could react, Yaya continued: "After my sister died, you went home often. And every time you went home, your mother gave you soup, right?"

Lin Yu nodded heavily.

"There is Yin blood in that soup." Yaya paused, "Your parents found an evil Taoist priest to resurrect your sister. But your sister has been cremated, so how can there be any possibility of resurrection? But the evil Taoist priest also If you need money, just tell your parents that they can let your sister’s soul possess you and live on.”

"In order to make your parents believe that his spell worked, he gave your parents Yin blood and asked them to make soup for you to drink. Then he used your birth date to change your appearance."

"Whoever the master of Yin blood is, you will slowly become like him."

Lin Yu never expected to get such truth.

His biological parents wanted to remember their sister after her death. After listening to someone else's words, you want to turn him into a woman?

"The evil Taoist priest is so good." Yaya sighed, "The one who provided you with Yin blood was a seriously ill woman. She found the evil Taoist priest and said she didn't want to die, so the evil Taoist priest told her to use her blood The Yin blood can create another body for her."

"When the time comes, you slowly transform into a woman, and your parents will only think that you and your sister share a body. How could they have thought that your body would become someone else's?"

Listening to the little girl in front of her speaking out the terrible conspiracy in a child's unique voice, Lin Yu's scalp went numb in an instant.

(End of chapter)