Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 437
Everyone continued to move forward along the bloody fingerprints and came to that room.

Judging from the layout of the room, this should be the auditorium or conference room of the hospital.

The space was very large, and there was still a red curtain hanging on the stage. I shone it with a flashlight, and there were four or five black shadows behind the curtain, swaying.

The whole room was filled with a smell of blood, and there was something on the ground, which was extremely sticky.

On the seat below, there were many bloody fingerprints, as if someone had held a meeting here.

After everyone walked into the conference room, a sob came from behind the red curtain.

Then, the door of the meeting room was completely closed.

Except for Jiang Yun, the hairs of the other seven people exploded, and they were all covered in cold sweat.

The audience in the live broadcast room had exploded at this time.

Even the host of the official live broadcast room was pale and stuttered.

Because the program group didn't have a script, they were as unprepared as ordinary audiences.

"The Taoist chief, save me, what is on the stage?"

"I just said that this hospital is not clean. Whoever said you believe in science just now, stand up for me."

"Barrage body protection."

"No, I can't take it anymore, it's too scary."

"These people should turn around and run just now. The most important thing is to stay alive!"

"It's over, if you encounter a fierce ghost, you will definitely die. Don't get me wrong, fellow daoists, what I said is that the fierce ghost will definitely die."

Standing behind Jiang Yun, Zhao Bingbing frowned, "Daoist Jiang, what are those things standing in front of you?"

"Pindao doesn't have clairvoyant eyes, so how can I know what's behind the big red curtain?"

"Tianyuan Daoist Jiang Yun is here, the evil barrier on the stage, why don't you show up soon?" After looking at it for a few times, Jiang Yun suddenly pulled out the Sanqing Sword and stabbed at it.

The red curtain was split by the sword energy into a crack more than two meters wide, and four or five black shadows behind it fell down and hit the ground heavily.

Immediately afterwards, harsh ghost screams sounded in the entire conference room.

The seven people who were originally following Jiang Yun became more courageous at this time, and some of them rushed directly in front of him, and all started talking nonsense.

"Yeah~~" Xiaobai looked at the few people with a confused look on his face.

Jiang Yun patted Xiaobai's head, and explained: "These people are bewitched, don't worry about them."

He hugged Xiaobai, found a fairly clean seat, and sat down directly.

This seat still has a bit of residual warmth, which is a bit outrageous. Under the seat, there is a candy wrapper of a big white rabbit toffee.

The seven people who fell into hallucinations soon started their respective performances.

Zhao Bingbing took the microphone, spun it in circles, and slammed it forward lightly, muttering: "Smash you to death, you stinky Taoist priest!"

"Can you accept the interview well and do the show with me, is it difficult for you?"

Jiang Yun looked at Zhao Bingbing's appearance, touched his nose, and explained to Xiaobai: "Disciple, what you said is good, this girl really doesn't look like a good person."

"The few times she smashed, more or less brought some personal grievances, as a teacher, she is innocent!"

The host of the official live broadcast room fell silent.

The viewers who just watched the live broadcast were at a loss, but the old fans who had been watching the live broadcast for a long time really couldn't help it.

"Daoist, you have wronged a ghost!"

"Reporter Zhao still has a good temper. If I were her, I would change the microphone to Thor's Hammer."

"Just taking pleasure in other people's misfortune, seeing other people bewitched, and not going to help, it is enough to prove that Bingbing has really endured it for a long time."

"These two people have been in love and killing each other for a long time. The first time they met, they didn't get along well, and they were forced to work together afterwards. They were happy enemies."

Zhao Bingbing took the microphone and spun around on the spot, smashing Jiang Yun crazily, the old Hu behind her found a mop from nowhere, and crazily stood up on the spot.

While pestering, he muttered in a low voice: "Old Wang, you've made a fortune. This time, you will definitely get rich."

"When the meeting goes on, you must listen to me, don't move around, there are some things you can't touch."

As for Fatty Wang, he was holding a pillar with his arms up and down, and he kept muttering about the White Widow.

Others in the program group sat slumped on the ground with fear in their eyes, or kept stepping back, or kept kneeling and begging for mercy.

Only Gray Boy, laughing wildly, scolded that the housing price was outrageous: "You son of a bitch, are you still letting people live?"

"Mortgage loans are ridiculously expensive. If you buy a house of 100 million yuan, you have to pay 30 million yuan in interest for a 120-year loan!"

The water friends who were watching the excitement in the live broadcast room couldn't help but burst into tears after listening to it.

When buying a house with a loan, some accounts really cannot be calculated carefully, and after careful calculation, you will really vomit blood.

"Tears, the clown is me."

"Stop scolding Huizi, he is unemployed at home and will soon be unable to repay the mortgage!"

"It's outrageous, isn't this a supernatural adventure show, and I suddenly became a complaining conference?"

"I understand the truth, it's just that the life of buying a house with a loan is difficult, and life is impossible without buying [Tears Running]"

"Don't panic, the salary was more than 2000 in the next ten years, and now it is more than 3000. I don't want to buy a house anymore."

"These people seem to see things differently, why?"

Jiang Yun looked at the tearful Huizi, but he couldn't bear it after all.

He kept hitting the ground with the Sanqing sword, even with the scabbard.

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!
The sound of the scabbard hitting the ground was not loud, but it carried a strong sense of rhythm, captivating the mind, and quickly suppressed the sound of the ghost crying.

The voices of howling ghosts and howling wolves in the meeting room seemed to be getting stronger, and it was a little louder.

Jiang Yun's face was frosty. He looked around and pulled the Sanqing sword out of the scabbard for half a foot.

bass!
A cold light flashed past, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves stopped abruptly.

Behind the big red curtain, the black shadow swayed for a while, and then disappeared, and the atmosphere in the conference room became no longer gloomy.

In the live broadcast room, the screen was suddenly swiped by a burst of bullying.

"This is the legendary "fighting poison with poison, breaking ghosts and crying wolves with percussion music."

"How do I feel, not even the ghosts behind are good, at least they are very sensible."

"Ghost: Daoist, can you give me some face, I'm the one scaring people now!"

"The Taoist priest is definitely a hexagonal warrior. Not only is he a full-level monk, but he also has a good talent in percussion. The melody just now is very nice."

[Sixteen Characters of Yin Yang]: "Dear friends, don't you think that is very familiar?"

"That's the scabbard version of "Pure Heart Curse"!"

"Where did the ghost come from, so ignorant of current affairs, he insisted on forcing the Taoist priest to draw his sword before he was willing to flee."

After the howling ghosts and wolves disappeared, the seven people who had been stuck in place recovered from the bewitched state one after another.

They looked at the surroundings in bewilderment, and then asked Jiang Yun, what happened just now?
"Don't be afraid, Laymen. This meeting room has not been ventilated for too long. There is miasma in it. After people inhale it, they will fall into hallucinations."

"Pindao feels that this building is not suitable for further exploration. Let's come here tomorrow and open the windows for ventilation before continuing to explore." Jiang Yun explained.

(End of this chapter)