The master of metaphysics comes down from the mountain, and the fortune telling is so accurate that

**
After watching Jiang Zhengyi, it was already evening.

Although Jiang Zhengyi's complexion is still weak, he is no longer in fear of his life.

Jiang Zhijie confirmed the old man's physical examination results with expert Mo, and he was relieved.

Before leaving, Gu Ruoruan gave Jiang Zhengyi half of the green puffs given to her by Jiang Changqing.

Jiang Zhijie was very surprised and questioned Xiang Gu's soft tone, "My father has just woken up. How can he eat such sweet food?"

Gu Ruanruan, "Eating something you like will help your body recover."

When Jiang Zhijie heard this, he even lowered his voice and said, "This is even more ridiculous. Our father never likes sweets!"

But then I turned around——

Jiang Zhengyi's eyes lit up when he saw him holding the big puffs fed by the little Bodhisattva in both hands! ! !
Jiang Zhijie, "..."

Jiang Changqing happened to be returning to the group, and Liu Yun drove to pick him up. Jiang Changqing took Gu Ruanruan home first "by the way".

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Jiang Changqing scanned the date while reviewing a contract. He stopped turning the pages in his hand, raised his eyelids slightly, and asked Gu Ruanruan, "I heard that you are going to participate in a live broadcast competition. Think about the content of the live broadcast. Is it done?"

Gu Ruanruan flashed her eyes in rare surprise.

Unexpectedly, Qing Bao would also pay attention to things in the live broadcast industry.

As for the live broadcast content that day...

"Of course~" Gu Ruoruan raised the corners of her lips thoughtfully, "Qing Bao, do you want to see it?"

Jiang Changqing's eyebrows twitched. He didn't know what he was thinking of. The corner of his mouth sank slightly, "I don't want to."

Gu Ruanruan couldn't help but approve.

I don’t like visiting live broadcast rooms, but I am indeed a decent young man.

Very different from someone else... Gu Ruanruan looked in the direction of the cab with a complicated expression.

When the car arrived at Gu's house, Liu Yun opened the rear door as usual.

She smiled brightly at Gu Ruanruan with eight teeth.

And Gu Ruanruan looked at him.

He shook his head regretfully.

Liu Yun felt an inexplicable "thump" in his heart.

What's the meaning? !

I heard that Miss Gu has extraordinary medical skills.

Could it be that I...suffered from some terminal illness? !

When Gu Ruanruan's figure disappeared from the Gu family compound, Jiang Changqing turned his gaze back to Liuyun. For a moment, he said meaningfully, "I will give you a salary increase starting next month. I will notify the finance department."

"Really?!" Liu Yun's excited voice suddenly stopped. It was more like confirming some of my own guesses. His voice suddenly trembled, "President... I shouldn't be the only one who's going up, right? Mo, Mo Qi Will it also go up??”

Jiang Changqing smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, you are the only one who wants to increase your income, he doesn't need it."

**
Back home, Gu Ruanruan got what she ordered online.

In addition to yellow form paper, she saw that the store also had cinnabar and so on, so she bought a lot of it.

When the courier rang the doorbell with the large box of supplies, he thought this was a Foyuan store.

The courier was surprised when he saw a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old with silver hair opening the door.

Looks like another money scammer!

After returning to her room, Gu Ruoruan sorted out the items in the express box and found that in addition to the items she bought, the store also gave her an extra wooden hairpin.

The hairpin is completely black and smooth to the touch, obviously the maker has excellent workmanship.

Gu Ruanruan played with it for a while and liked it quite a lot, so she casually used a hairpin to twist her hair into a small bun.

**
Six p.m.

Gu Ruanruan opened the live broadcast room.

As soon as the broadcast started, a wave of people rushed into the live broadcast room.

In a matter of ten seconds, the number of people increased from zero to 2. [Oh my god, I clicked several times before entering the live broadcast room. Are you too crazy? 】

【Come and see the magic stick show! 】

[As an Internet celebrity, can you stop buying hot searches? No one wants to see you at all.He also broadcasts fortune telling and promotes superstition. I think he is a liar. Get away! 】

Different from the atmosphere of the barrage during yesterday's live broadcast, today's barrage was obviously quite chaotic.

Grandma Xian’s live broadcast room has become a hot search topic.

Of course, it was trending.

However, Gu Ruanruan has never cared about the content of the barrage. As for who hacked her, she naturally knows in her heart.

Gu Ruanruan said hello to the people in the live broadcast room as usual.

Then he said, "The last live broadcast before the live PK, today is not a good thing."

In order to ensure the mystery of the live PK match, the platform will not allow the six anchors participating in the PK to broadcast live before the start of the match, so today will be the last time before the match.

On the day of the pk, Guruanruan will use a lot of something, so it can be regarded as a small preview before the start of the pk. Guruanruan will live broadcast something that has not been broadcast before.

[Don’t count the hexagrams? ?What are you doing? ?I came here specifically to see the anchor flip over! ! 】

[Liars have many tricks!Why don't you count the hexagrams? ?Is it possible that he has to show his face to sing and dance? ? 】

Gu Ruoran glanced at these "cute" grandchildren and said calmly, "Today's live broadcast... draw talismans."

【? ? ? 】

……

The summer vacation is coming to an end. Du Zeshu, a second-year graduate student in Beijing Qigong Department, did not go home during the summer vacation. He often stayed in the library until it was closed.

When he opened the door, his roommate who was a top student was watching the live broadcast on his tablet.

Anyone who studies Qigong will be interested in fortune telling and Feng Shui. My roommate knows that Du Zeshu’s ancestor was in this field. He often pesters him with questions. He also expressed his desire to become Du Zeshu’s teacher several times, but he was rejected. Refused.

However, in the past few days, his roommate seemed to have found new fun and actually watched the live broadcast.

Du Zeshu had glimpsed it a few times before...

It's a live broadcast of fortune telling and supernatural events.

I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but my roommate often went outside, so Du Zeshu could hear a few words from time to time.

After a few times, he knew it well.

Those so-called fortune-telling anchors who are very popular on the platform are actually not even started.

It's just random nonsense and a few specious words.

If you are right, you are accurate. If you are wrong, there are fans who will whitewash those people.

Du Zeshu sneered at this. No wonder grandpa often said that metaphysics is in decline nowadays, and the reputation of magic stick is very popular.

It’s these people who have made it so chaotic!

Unexpectedly, his roommate, who is a top student in the qigong department, actually reads these things!
Du Zeshu put the book in his hand on the table and took out an ancient book from the drawer.

This is the "Secret Book of Mysterious Laws" handed down from his ancestors. In addition to the mysterious methods, it also comes with talismans.

Grandpa said that he was very talented and had the opportunity to promote the Chang family's mystical arts again, so he gave him this "Secret Book of Mystic Arts", even skipping his father.

It's just that after three or four years of reading, he clearly remembered the specific drawing method of each talisman, but when he started writing, his mind was blank.

Du Zeshu opened the book and read with concentration as usual.

But I don’t know if it’s because he’s restless or because his roommate’s tablet is too noisy.

Although his eyes fell on the "Secret Book of Mysterious Laws", the clear and ethereal voice from the tablet came to his ears.

"The last live broadcast before the live PK. Today is not a divination. Today's live broadcast is...drawing talismans."

Painter?

Du Zeshu's ears caught these two words.