I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 100 Buckle 6 The Buddha laughs with you, the filial girl stops the car at night
Yan Jiu's voice fell.

Zhou Yiran froze in place.

The reason why she came to Yan Jiu's live broadcast room was because she heard that Ouyang Wei wanted to spend money to find Yan Jiu's attention, and she didn't want innocent people to be involved, so she rushed to the live broadcast room.

Hear the word "widowed".

Zhou Yiran was overjoyed, she wished she could set off firecrackers to celebrate, and said with emotion that heaven has eyes.

Ouyang Wei revealed his desire to survive, and he held his head like a psychopath and regretted endlessly: "No! I, I have money, and what I have is money. I believe you can save me! I regret it, and I will not force her in the future!"

Yan Jiu's tone was uneven, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger: "When you used usury to make money, when you started your business by stepping on the bones of your ex-wife, when you framed her parents and broke up innocent families just to threaten to marry her, do you regret it? "

heard.

Ouyang Wei paused.

These things he did were well hidden with the help of the master. Even when the Lang family appointed him as the vice president and investigated the staff as usual, they did not find out why.

How could Yan Jiu know everything clearly?
Could it be that she can not only kill people! ?
Then isn't he throwing himself into a trap with Lianmai?

Not only did he fail to achieve his wish, but he also learned the news of his short life, and he had to witness the tragedy of ruin before he died.

Ouyang Wei suddenly raised his head.

It ran into Yan Jiu's deep eyes.

Look closely.

There was bottomless treachery in Yan Jiu's eyes.

A thick dark cloud called "panic" surrounded Ouyang Wei, forcing him to have no way out.

He has only seen this kind of aura in Lang Zongyi and the master, who the hell is Yan Jiu! ?
【Fuck, what did I just hear? 】

[What age is it, and there are scenes of forced marriages? 】

[This person is a pile of defense! 】

[Be careful with what you say, don't say anything without evidence, what if he doesn't even have a defense? 】

【Don't force me to spit out the essence of my country, this man who knows the law and breaks the law in the vest of an infatuated man! 】

[It's okay, he's about to groan. 】

【Ha ha ha ha! 】

[Deduction 1 Buddha forgives you. 】

[Deduction 6 Buddha laughs with you. 】

【111111. 】

【666. 】

[Accumulating Yin Virtue is also Virtue, right? 】

Zhou Yiran's tense nerves relaxed.

She looked at Ouyang Wei through the screen.

If it wasn't because there was no evidence to accuse, how could she not sue Ouyang Wei and let Ouyang Wei be happy.

She didn't know how many laws Ouyang Wei had committed, but it was because of Ouyang Wei that their family was ruined.

If she knew that she would fall into such a field.

She would never give a grain of rice to Ouyang Wei when he was begging along the street in his early years.

Because a kindness attracted the covetousness of wolves.

Ouyang Wei's courtship was unsuccessful, and she regarded the law as nothing, and repeatedly used her family to force her to compromise.

There really is such a devil in the world.

Zhou Yiran smiled and said: "Then I will just wait for his death. When the time comes, I will have to work hard for you to take the order. I, as a wife, will send him to heaven anyway."

Ouyang Wei seemed to be crazy: "No, I don't..."

Yan Jiu readily accepted: "No problem."

The two ignored Ouyang Wei who suddenly yelled, and finalized Ouyang Wei's funeral under the watchful eyes of millions of netizens.

[It's so heartwarming. 】

[Please come to more cool dramas like this. 】

[It's just that it's too cheap for him? 】

[Ding, Beihai Security has paid attention to you! 】

[Jiuye is so simple, a ruler for walking on the Internet! 】

After Yan Jiu paid attention to Ouyang Wei.

I turned off Lianmai.

at this time.

The night is getting dark.

The hearse drove for most of the day.

Finally came to the foot of Zhushan in the evening.

A group of people walked further and further away along the navigation.

Shrubs and weeds are overgrown along the winding path, and there are no street lights for several miles.

Very horror movie atmosphere.

[It's so cold, so dark, so scary, Master Jiu put me in his pocket quickly. 】

[Where is this going overnight? 】

[I'm afraid that a Piao will suddenly appear by the side of the road. 】

[It's very immersive, my legs are already numb. 】

【First of all, I didn't offend anyone. Secondly, if I can cover up the lens, I'm either afraid or I'm not brave enough. 】

Yan Jiu didn't pay attention to the comments.

Because Huang Xiaoqiang suddenly braked the car.

They all turned their eyes to the person blocking the car.

An unkempt figure, wearing a sackcloth filial piety, holding a calico swaddle, was waving in the grass.

On a mountain path without the sound of wind.

The woman who stopped the car was hidden in the bushes, let alone her shadow, she couldn't even see her feet.

【ah!Ahhh——]

[Who played the horror movie?Change channel now! 】

[Prajna, please, the demons and ghosts will disperse! 】

[Barrage body protection! ! ! 】

【What did Master Jiu do with the car door open! ? 】

[It almost scared me to death on the spot. 】

【We are all scripts, you are the one who plays for real! 】

【I'm not afraid to tell you, if this is any more scary, you will definitely beg me not to be in the live broadcast room. 】

Yan Jiu waved at the woman who stopped the car, and said in a friendly way, "Where are you going, we'll pick you up."

The figure of the woman who stopped the car paused.

She ran away with her baby in her arms.

Yan Jiu: "..." Am I not friendly enough?

She Liang said seriously: "Curator, you looked like a prostitute just now, it's no wonder people are not scared away by you."

Yan Jiu: You can shut up if you can’t speak.jpg
Wan Ying's father hesitated to speak.

see.

Yan Jiu asked, "Does the old man know her?"

Wan Ying's father sighed: "A miserable person, her name is Mengniang, she has a bad mind, her mother-in-law and her husband passed away last year, and the only child was lost this year. She is even more crazy."

Yan Jiu frowned.

The story should be more than that.

She saw immortality and nobility in Mengniang who was blocking the car, which is not what a mountain villager should have.

There are so many strange things in a small bamboo mountain, she became more and more curious about this Zhushan village.

The more you go up the mountain.

The road gets narrower.

The vehicle has become immobile.

Yan Jiu said, "Which one of you stayed to watch the car?"

Huang Xiaoqiang raised his hand: "I am more familiar with the mountains, so I should stay here."

Yan Jiu nodded.

Several people walked to Zhushan Village on foot.

[Why is the driver familiar with the mountains? 】

[In every village there is always an idiot village guard, so it must be Mengniang, right? 】

【555, I don't want to get out of the car! 】

[Here comes the law of horror stories. The protagonist and his party must get out of the car and walk towards the shelter. They encounter various dangers on the way. In the end, only the protagonist can see the sun of tomorrow again. 】

[Yes, the sense of fear suddenly came up. 】

[Buy and leave, I stand as the protagonist and the only survivor, ah, I'm not crazy, don't take me to a mental hospital! 】

【Everyone is frightened...】

Dark night.

The cool wind blows through the bamboo mountains.

Brushing the bamboo leaves, there was a rustling sound.

The occasional whistling wind brings coolness, like a beast roaring in the dark.

Yan Jiu didn't know that the studio had already started betting on where the group of them could go safely.

Watching the phone run out of battery.

Yan Jiu turned off the live broadcast regardless of netizens' obstruction.

at that time.

Wan Ying's father led the way and walked at the forefront: "We will see our village after a few more steps. Be careful, you two. There are animal traps on the mountain, buried near some old bamboos."

She Liang walked casually.

When he saw the trap, he even stepped on it on purpose, and then he managed to hug his feet and howl in pain.

Wan Ying's father: "..."

Sudden.

Yan Jiu smiled and said, "It takes half a day to drive from here to our funeral home. The old man has worked so hard for such a long journey. Wan Yingquan must be very happy to know."

The voice fell.

Wan Ying's father paused.

The right hand subconsciously touched the hot talisman paper in the pocket, and his whole body was as tense as if the strings of a bow were stretched.

　[with a shy face] ask for a monthly ticket~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)