you are scary

Bai Qianwan's first reaction was "No way, you actually asked me to move the house I just bought".

Why is it that you have become a millionaire, but you are still poor subconsciously?

What a headache.

"I took the wrong one, it's this." He threw the check back to Shi.

Like a piece of fish feed thrown into a pond, the million-dollar check immediately aroused the looting of ghosts.

"My God, it's the first time I've seen so much money!"

"How many ghost coins are equal to 100 million?"

"Who calculates the exchange rate?"

"What's the exchange rate today?"

"Hey, don't grab it!"

"Mine, mine!"

Bai Qianwan stared at the note, and suddenly thought of a sentence.

Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.

Sure enough, taking orders related to this kind of wealthy family's inheritance is easy to be targeted by others, and they may be killed and silenced. With 100 million empty, you can earn money but spend your life.But isn't it better?Please come faster!

Bai Qianwan crumpled the note into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and took out the wet check from the pig's mouth.

"What are you doing, you can't take a look!"

"Tomorrow, I'll go to exchange at the bank after work..."

"Stingy, I'm not going to eat it!"

"Smoky! Cheapskate!"

Toothpick holders, rolled up newspapers, and books flew around for a while, and hit Bai Qianwan accurately.He clutched the back of his head and complained, "It hurts."

"I can't beat you!" The human pig with his hips on his hips, like a short teapot.

"Today is going to be a live broadcast, don't call." He scratched his hair and turned on the computer in the living room.

"Didn't you just broadcast live?"

"No, you broke the camera last time, so I haven't broadcast live again." On the laptop, Bai Qianwan connected a new wireless camera, "Many people have been urging on the Internet, just turn it on again Let’s broadcast it live. Do you have any comments? If so, I’ll make a mosaic on you and not show up.”

Bai Qianwan is a well-known underground psychic.

Good technology, few conversations, reasonable charges, on call, high frequency of orders, and countless other advantages, Bai Qianwan has become a new star in the psychic industry.Since he registered a personal account on the "Terror Live" website, the attention has been high all of a sudden, and many people are looking forward to his live broadcast of terrorist events.He only opened it once, and the second time was yesterday. Just after he opened it, it ended in a tragic ending when the camera was blown up by someone, and the rent of the incense room was raised to 1000 Ming coins in January.

During Bai Qianwan's boring days, he updated his personal status on the website almost every day.

-Today, Renzhi fought with his ex again, and the chicken was flying like a dog.

-A new ghost sneaked into the house today, I can't stand it anymore, why do you love to come here.

- There was a boy in a car accident who knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and his head hurt.

-The puppet cried in the middle of the night, I'm so tired.

Such diaries have become the spiritual food for Baiqianwan fans to talk about in the days when there is no live broadcast.

[Ah, when will Xiaobai start the live broadcast again! 】

[I have watched the live video of the last time a thousand times. 】

[It's the first few days when Xiaobai is away, I miss him. 】

[When will Sister Renyi come out again, suck, I love her violent temper. 】

[Woohoo, Xiaobai must be bullied every day at home! 】

[Because I have such a good temper. 】

After opening the horror live video website, as long as you enter [Bai Baibai]'s personal page, you will soon see the comments of Bai Qianwan fans on the page, most of which are urging him to start the live broadcast quickly, and many of them have a lot of money Reward a gift.Bai Qianwan has no interest in live broadcasting, but because of lack of money, the income from live broadcasting has also become a way for him to fill the bottomless pit of bills.

After a long time, a human pig's voice came from behind: "I have no objection."

Bai Qianwan turned his head and saw that Mrs. Chen had put on a red suspender skirt at some point, with her hair tucked behind her back and a rhinestone hairpin, and she was lying on the dressing table looking at herself in the mirror. make up.

"Uh, it's not necessary."

"You know what a fart." Renyi said while wiping his lipstick.

"Then I'll start the live broadcast."

When I clicked on the live broadcast room, because Baiqianwan was online, many fans and viewers had already poured in first, screaming in the barrage area on the right, celebrating the return of the missing persons.

[Wooooooow, Xiaobai has come out to crawl again! 】

[What the hell is climbing. 】

[Last time I was crawling on the ground. 】

[Be more precise, obviously because I am taking a child and playing horse riding games with a one-year-old little ghost. 】

[Xiaobai's world must be full of ghosts, the room is as crowded and smelly as sardine cans. 】

[When you say that, it seems that Xiaobai is dirty. 】

[Dirty and smelly Xiaobai. 】

Bai Qianwan was speechless.

"What are you talking about?" He lowered his head and smelled his clothes, where it smelled, and it clearly exuded the fragrance of laundry detergent.

[I'm talking about Xiaobai's cleanliness and freshness! 】

【I love you Xiaobai I love your ghost (づ￣3￣)づ╭～】

[Xiaobai's voice is so nice! 】

Bai Qianwan held up the live camera and carefully placed it on the table.Shooting from this angle is just right to record every move of the ghosts who are exercising in the living room.

【Wow, this ghost's muscles are so horribly swollen. 】

The male ghost lifted the heavy dumbbell, and Hiroshi's biceps burst during the movement, revealing pink muscle fibers and twig-like blood vessels.

[Wow, wow, what the hell is going on, a herniated spine? 】

Male Ghost No. [-], who was sitting on the ground in push-ups, had a spine protruding from his back, with pink flesh sticking to it.

[Aerobics of the last century!Long time no see. 】

Several tall and strong women were jumping in the corridor, shouting "one two three four, two two three four", under the flying ponytails, there were Y-shaped traces of autopsy sutures on the nape of the neck.

【Uh, is he eating offal? 】

The five or six-year-old boy was half lying on the ground, with his upper body propped on the foot of the table, his belly was loose, and there was a deep gash.He was reaching in to take out: "Heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney...seems to be missing." When he was speaking, there were red-purple jelly-shaped pieces in his mouth.

[This is the legendary human pig sister...? 】

A human body without hands and feet, empty from the shoulders and thighs, was lying on the sofa, wearing a very bright red dress.Mrs. Chen shook her head and said, "How about this angle?" When she blinked, her eyeballs suddenly fell out.

"Yaoshou!" She screamed, and her eyes flew back into their sockets.

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

……

[Pikachu: I haven't seen you for a long time qwq]

[Pikachu: I miss you so much that I'm going crazy, woo woo woo qwq]

Pikachu is the big benefactor of his live broadcast room, and he threw money at him crazily on the first day of live broadcast.Bai Qianwan even suspected that this person might be one of his previous clients, but Pikachu's speaking style was really strange, sticky and not like a star chasing girl, it only made people get goosebumps.

He cheered up and said to the benefactor: "Well, these days are very busy."

【Xiaobai doesn’t talk much tonight~~】

Bai Qianwan was lying on the back of the chair and taking a nap, the psychic was exhausting, and he would probably be in this state close to sleeping sickness for the next day or two.He barely lifted his eyelids to look at the screen, and replied: "I'm too sleepy, I'm a little tired recently." He raised the camera again.A hanged man was hanging from the chandelier on the ceiling. His tongue was long and stretched down, licking the camera wetly.

[Wow wow wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! 】

[Suddenly frightened! 】

【My God, what kind of haunted house is this! 】

[The anchor seems to live near the serial murder case, right?I remember there was a haunted house there. 】

【The ogre? 】

【yes. 】

Ogre?

I seem to hear this word a lot lately.

With his consciousness slightly cleared up, Bai Qianwan touched his earlobe, and the warning Song Nongmo sang in his ear in the evening suddenly surfaced, lingering in his ear, filled with the aroma of flesh and the touch of flicking teeth.

"It's strange, everyone is talking about this?" Bai Qianwan muttered, "Is it spreading widely?"

[Probably because of the bad nature? 】

[A lot of people died, so far there are no less than four victims identified. 】

[Horror, it seems that the other party is an indiscriminate murderer, who has eaten men, women and children. 】

"That's it." He yawned, sleepiness hit his brain again, and he waved his hand in front of the camera, "I'm too sleepy, next time I'll take you to an outdoor live broadcast."

"Ah—why didn't you tell me," after the live broadcast was closed, the concave-shaped human being lying on the sofa wailed a few times, "I finally dressed up, and the live broadcast is closed so soon!"

"I'm really sleepy, I feel like my body has been hollowed out."

Bai Qianwan hung on the back of the chair.

"You are young, you can't do this."

Renyi shook his head and changed his sleeping position on the sofa.Her long hair twisted in the air, clutching in clusters a touchscreen phone resting on a glass table.

The mobile phone was suspended in mid-air, supported by two locks of hair that looked like a mobile phone holder.

The hair moved, the phone turned on, and entered the WeChat program.

In the distance, Bai Qianwan was breathing evenly, and had already fallen asleep on the chair.

Renzhi clicked on the official account of "Thousands of Strange Things".

"Let me see what this pheasant is talking about again, oh, the day before yesterday's 'Analysis of the Ogre's Re-commitment Incident'. Huh? I also made a profile of the suspect: 'Male, may suffer from schizophrenia , has a female personality; 30 to [-] years old, lives alone, withdrawn, unstable job, proficient in anatomy, abused; happy killer, low self-esteem, eager for attention.' Ah, what is this person talking about, just put a few Putting fashionable words on it is profile writing? I can also write this kind of article, no, I want to scold him!"

Bai Qianwan, who was half asleep and half awake, caught a glimpse of a man playing with his mobile phone cursingly, and probably understood what happened: "Don't use my real-name mobile phone account to post strange things. If someone goes to court to sue me, I will pay for the compensation .”

"I bought your mobile phone number, so what the hell."

"...Okay."

While talking, the doorbell rang.

"Hey, who's here?"

"I heard the doorbell ring for the first time."

"Probably a prankster nearby!"

"Xiaobai beat him to death!"

Bai Qianwan reluctantly opened the door: "Who is it?"

Outside the door was a man of medium build with an unfamiliar appearance.He was drenched all over, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his black hair was a mass of algae lying on top of his head.The man said very apologetically, "Excuse me, do you have an umbrella? I want to buy one from you. It's raining too much outside."

Is it raining outside?

Bai Qianwan dozed off, not noticing the sound of rain at all.

"Here it is," he grabbed the long umbrella leaning on the shoe cabinet and handed it to the man, "you don't need to pay it back, and you don't need money."

"Ah? Thank you so much." The man said, "However, I still want to buy a bottle of water. I haven't had a drink for hundreds of kilometers. The nearby shops have been closed, and the vending machines are out of order—"

Bai Qianwan looked at him suspiciously: "Water? Let me pour you a glass of water, wait a moment."

When he returned to the living room to pour water from a disposable paper cup, the ghosts screamed beside him: "The man at the door is very strange! He has been looking in, as if observing something. Be careful!"

Maybe some kind of robber came to step on the spot?

Thinking of this, Bai Qianwan walked to the door with a limp paper cup in his hand.The man took the cup and said with a smile, "Thank you brother." Just as he was about to drink it down, two figures appeared outside the door.

These are two muscular young men, each holding a wallet showing their IDs: "We are the criminal police of District X in City B. Regarding the murder case that occurred in District X, we have something to ask the nearby residents. Mr. Are you free now?"