Chapter 003: Yellow Spring Road, Red Spider Lily
Late at night, there was a strong wind in the suburbs.
The little girl was surrounded by a layer of black mist.
Blood and tears appeared on his face, and his pupils were faintly red.
It looks extremely scary.
The host doesn't need to say it, the viewers all know it.
This is going to be ghost-like.
Jiang Lin frowned, and a mourning stick appeared out of thin air in his hand.
There was an almost materialized amount of Yin energy condensed on it, which was dozens of times more than that around the little girl.
The mourning stick fell with great force and finally touched the little girl's head.
It only took a moment.
The negative energy around the little girl was instantly shaken away, and her eyes became clear again.
"Calm down, you'll kill your mother if you keep going like this."
Jiang Lin said calmly, with no joy or sadness on his face.
He has seen too many things like this.
The mourning stick can knock out ghosts and wake them up.
After the little girl came to her senses, she looked at the car reluctantly and said, "Big brother, if I leave, will I never see my mother again?"
“You’ve done very well.”
Jiang Lin walked away holding the little girl's hand.
The surroundings started to blur at some point.
“The host is awesome!”
"This mourning stick is really good!"
"To be honest, when the anchor raised the mourning stick just now, I thought he was going to smash it on the little girl's head."
"I thought so too. I almost forgot to breathe."
The viewers in the live broadcast room only came to their senses at this moment.
It was the moment when the mourning stick was raised just now...
It was like a gathering of thousands of troops.
If he hit her like that, the little girl would definitely be dead.
They were all so scared that they almost pissed themselves.
Unexpectedly, the host just clicked it lightly.
"To be honest, the anchor is quite gentle."
"I agree with the above."
"Hey, these big red flowers on the roadside have no leaves. Could they be red spider lilies?"
The picture in the live broadcast room had changed at some point.
There was only one road , a road made of various stones.
There is a line of dead souls on the road, walking slowly forward.
On both sides of the road, there are blooming red spider lilies, whose flowers but not leaves can be seen.
It is enchantingly red, as red as blood, and bewitching.
Clusters of...
From a distance it looked like a river of blood.
"Fuck, the flowers and leaves will never see each other again, and the memories and cherishments will be lost forever."
"Is this the Yellow Spring Road ? It's so realistic."
"Oh my god, if anyone gives me a bunch of flowers like these, I will marry him. They are so beautiful!"
"Upstairs, this is Huangquan Road, calm down."
"Let's take a look at the photo above first (dog's head)."
Jiang Lin released the two ghosts, one old and one young.
Seeing the ghosts lined up in a line, the two followed to the end of the line without any guidance.
By sending the dead souls here, Jiang Lin's work is basically completed.
He floated in the air with his chest crossed. From this perspective, he could have a panoramic view of the entire Ghost Team.
"This is the Yellow Spring Road. The souls of people who die enter through here."
"Before that is the Naihe Bridge, the Three Lives Stone, and Mengpo Soup."
As Jiang Lin was explaining, the popularity of the live broadcast room continued to rise.
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for his first live broadcast, the popularity has reached 10,000!"
"Reward: 500 points!"
"Ding~ The host popularized the culture of the underworld: Yellow Spring Road, and the points were increased by 100."
"Ding~ The host's points exceed 100, the mall has been opened!"
Jiang Lin paused, "That's 10,000 popularity points?"
What Jiang Lin didn’t know was that although there were not as many people at night as during the day, there were still quite a few night owls.
In addition, the car accident scene just now attracted quite a lot of people.
Many people have already started speculating.
Is this anchor really a ghost messenger?
Or a madman who is after traffic?
"That's it for today, closed."
Seeing that the two ghosts, one old and one young, had reached the end of the road and could no longer be seen, Jiang Lin turned off the live broadcast room.
The live broadcast room suddenly went dark.
All the netizens haven't reacted yet.
"This... just shut it down like that? Host, do you not want your popularity anymore?"
"The anchor is awesome. He turned off the show when his popularity was at its highest."
"Big boss, give the anchor a hot air balloon x 1"
"My oldest cousin at the police station just confirmed that there was indeed a car accident in the suburbs. You'll probably see it on the news tomorrow."
"??? So the car accident wasn't an extra?"
“The anchor planned the car accident???”
"Fuck, the host is really black and white??"
Those who have connections have already learned what happened from relevant channels.
Some people believe that the anchor planned the murder.
Some people also believe that the anchor might really be a ghost messenger.
but……
No matter what the people in the live broadcast room were discussing, Jiang Lin stopped watching.
He returned to his lair.
A not-so-luxurious cabin.
That’s right, there are thousands of ghost messengers, and they also have their own nests.
And where they live is often proportional to their abilities and financial resources.
From this leaky cabin, we can see the level of Jiang Lin's strength and financial resources.
In the underworld, houses and land are not only used for living, but also places for cultivation.
The better the house, the denser the Yin energy inside, and the faster the cultivation speed.
However, according to various sources, various signs indicate that...
In his previous life...it seemed like he died of poverty.
And he is alone and has no relatives.
Therefore, there is no inheritance.
There is no such thing as his descendants burning paper money for him.
…
After returning to the house, Jiang Lin opened the mall and started shopping.
There are all kinds of things in the mall.
But for him now, strength is the most important thing.
Even though the work he is doing now seems easy, he never knows what will happen.
After all, the cultivation of ghosts and monsters varies greatly.
"I now have 600 points..."
Jiang Lin looked around and directly bought three small Yin Qi Pills.
Each Yin Qi Pill is worth 200 points, and its function is equivalent to that of an experience pill.
As soon as it entered the mouth, it turned into a large amount of Yin Qi that poured into the Dantian and swirled at the entrance.
Jiang Lin quickly sat down to meditate and began to practice.
……world……
The alarm clock rang at six in the morning.
Zhong He hurriedly got up and rushed to catch the light rail to work.
I completely forgot I received a phone call last night.
It takes more than an hour to get from here to my workplace.
There are a lot of people on the light rail.
He was caught in the middle, swaying with the crowd, feeling like a pie.
After getting off the light rail, I bought two big buns downstairs at my workplace and hurried upstairs.
The day's work begins.
But vaguely, he always felt that he had forgotten something.
Specific, but I can’t remember.
"Old Zhong, don't just stand there. You may have to work overtime today."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
After Zhong He finished his lunch in a few bites, he continued to work.
The day passed quickly at work.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhong He returned home and dinner was already ready.
When he saw his wife, he always felt like he had forgotten something...
But I really can't remember.
"Maybe it's not important. I'll remember it when the time comes."
This went on for two days, until the morning of the third day.
He was sorting out the company's financial statements when he suddenly received a call from his son's school.
"Hello, is this the little monkey's father?"
"Hi, I am."
Zhong He had a bad feeling.
It felt like something was about to come out of my mind.
