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

Chapter 179 Let you charge high ticket fees, this time there is no whole body
After Master Bugui remembered who Yan Jiu was.

He subconsciously squeezed a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and when he secretly prayed that Lou Nayu could listen to his voice, he was taken aback by a series of comments from netizens.

he will die! ?

As a believer of Lou Nayu, mortal worships piously, and the feedback power given to him by Lou Nayu is endless. How could his name still appear in the book of life and death?
He wanted to block the news in front of him, but because of Yan Jiu's comments, his deepest fear of death was drawn out.

Ghostly.

He clicked on Yan Jiu's ID, and walked slowly without sending the funeral parlor one-stop to ten words that came into view.

Master Bugui's eyes fell on Yan Jiu's fans, and he murmured, "3012 million?"

As Lou Nayu's spokesperson in the world, Master Buhui has been quietly accumulating faith for him.

Live broadcasting is one of the means of accumulating faith.

If the number of fans can be converted into faith power, wouldn't Yan Jiu be more powerful than Lou Nayushen! ?

Netizens don't know the doubts of Master Bugui, they have brought the people who eat melons to the extreme.

[As soon as you come up, greet the number of fans? 】

【It's better than Master Jiu greeting other people's lives as soon as he comes up. 】

[Which side is the one standing in front? 】

[I haven't discovered the fault of Master Bugui so far, who knows if it's nothing but nothing, copying what others say. 】

[You have to throw the evidence in your face to find out?Don't you know that you won't go through the evidence in the comments? 】

[Stop making noises, the quacking or not is the problem, right? 】

[Hell is not a garbage dump, and unclassified ones like bald donkeys should have nowhere to enter. 】

[No regrets: Should I say thank you for co-authoring? 】

【No, I should say "Mom, I'm going on a long voyage tonight"~】

The comments in the live broadcast room finally returned to whether he would Ga on, with Master Bugui's eyelids twitching.

At this time.

The string of Buddha in Master Buhui's hand didn't know if it was because the bead string was turned too far, but the bead string broke strangely.

The round beads were scattered all over the place.

this moment.

Master Bugui understood what "big pearls and small pearls fall on a jade plate" meant, and also understood what fear was.

His heart seemed to be tightened by the thread on the beads, which made him panic and hurt.

almost at the same time.

The high-tech boiler beside Master Buhui burst out with dazzling red light. The high temperature and the sound of bombing intertwined, laying death in the live broadcast room.

The people who were still alive a second ago turned into several arcs in this second, sliding across the sky with a tendency to fall apart.

The violent explosion made Master Bugui's mobile phone unable to survive the disaster, and became the existence of the second sacrifice.

Netizens were startled by this unexpected scene, and screams covered Yan Jiu's comment section.

[Ah, ah, what the hell! ! ! ! 】

[I admit that I knelt on the spot! 】

[Seriously, I've vaccinated myself, but I'm still scared. 】

[Let you charge a high entrance fee, this time Ga Wu's body is gone! 】

[I want to know, is the brother who guessed that the old bald donkey will be ignorant of a high-tech explosion okay? 】

[What guess? 】

[Look at what you mean, another prophet was born? 】

[Let us welcome the new prophet. 】

[I believe you, you bastard, you are a very bad old man! 】

[I don't have any other ideas, I just want to know how Master Jiu got the other party by paying attention? 】

[This is the time to ask the Lord. 】

【@流走不引起谁谁一起一起！ 】

Yan Jiu didn't know the netizen's @.

She is writing and drawing on the table.

After Yan Jiu saw Master Bugui's face, she realized that he had done something wrong in his life.

She did not ignore the connection between the other party and Wu Nian.

Soon, a picture of the relationship between the characters was drawn. At this moment, Lang Zongyi just pushed the door open and entered.

Yan Jiu subconsciously said, "Don't you know how to knock on the door?"

Lang Zong apologized subconsciously: "I'm sorry."

Sorry.

Lang Zongyi looked up at his office, and then stared straight at Yan Jiu who "occupied the magpie's nest".

Yan Jiu quickly stood up from the chair, and said with a sneer, "I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

She said while downloading.

Then shrink in the corner to act as a quail.

It was quiet for a few seconds.

Yan Jiu inexplicably felt that this scene was a bit familiar, and she looked at the corner of the wall that she had visited for the second time.

Some emotions: last time she came, she was still trying to figure out how to touch the bones, but now she doesn't need it~
Lang Zongyi was satisfied with Yan Jiu's attitude.

He slowly closed the door.

Take two steps towards the seat.

When the familiar room was filled with the smell of Yan Jiu, Lang Zongyi had the feeling of being roasted by high temperature in a sauna room.

inevitable.

Lang Zongyi thought of Yan Jiu's nonsense that day.

The images of the past are vivid in his mind, like a spring breeze blowing over a barren land where no grass grows.

The sense of touch is amplified a little bit.

I can't help but let someone's imagination run wild, so that someone's temples are steamed with thin sweat from memories.

Lang Zongyi took a big step backwards.

Open the door violently.

Attempt to get in close contact with the air outside the room.

Yan Jiu was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Lang Zongyi pretended nothing happened: "It's nothing."

Yan Jiu half-closed his eyes.

It didn't take long to understand Lang Zongyi's stiffness.

She hastily raised four fingers and said: "Don't worry, senior brother, I won't touch senior brother's bones again, I'll send four!"

Yan Jiu expressed her attitude of never overstepping.

Lang Zong raised his eyebrows.

He unbuttoned his collar unnaturally.

Under Yan Jiu's gaze.

Lang Zongyi said: "Operation Team No. 36 has already found traces of escaped sharks. I believe there will be good news in the near future."

He walked back to his desk.

At a glance, I saw the contact map of the characters.

In the middle of the paper is a stick figure in a cloak. On the top of the stick figure is marked the word Lou Nayu with a red marker. With him as the center, there are three people connected. Temple does not regret.

On the far left is a stickman named Wu Nian with a question mark on his face.

Yan Jiu stepped forward and put his index finger on the stick figure holding the Buddhist string: "Do you know this bald donkey, brother?"

Lang Zongyi: "..."

Just as he was about to say that he knew each other, the other party was still under the surveillance of the Special Bureau.

From the corner of the eye, he saw the turned on desktop computer, and on the screen was the account of Master Bugui.

Yan Jiu sighed and said, "The bead string in his hand is of the same clan as the one She Shan gave me. It looks like one of the followers of Lou Nayu, but it's a pity that it's broken."

She originally wanted to make people live for a few more days, so that she could grasp the only clues so far and investigate further.

It's a pity that Tiandao doesn't think so. Her speed of folding paper cranes is not as fast as that of Fang Ga.

Lang Zongyi was slightly surprised: "The higher authorities intend to encircle and suppress the Supreme Temple in the next year and capture them alive."

His implication is that the Special Bureau has been paying attention to the Supreme Temple, but it is not yet the time to act.

Yan Jiu shrugged.

Decided to leave it behind for now.

Lang Zongyi said again: "I just asked someone to check it. There are too many new accounts in your live broadcast room these few times. You neither comment nor trolls. It may be Rose Cross."

Yan Jiu always focused on the key points, she said sincerely: "Brother is too kind to me."

Lang Zong choked: "By the way."

Yan Jiu catered to him: "Okay, okay."

Lang Zongyi could only change the subject: "This Hong family is a mafia family in country M, and is also a well-known arms dealer. As for "Starry Night", we have also heard about it."

Knowing that "Starry Night" cannot be peeped with spells, they guessed that one of the magical artifacts might be hidden in "Starry Night".

At the moment Hong Yu returned home.

Lang Zongyi received a message from Huo Yu - an investigation order from his superiors to Huo Yu.

It's just that they were still in Lang's house at that time.

Can't get away to ask.

Later, when he heard that "Starry Night" was stolen, Lang Zongyi subconsciously thought it was the work of the Rose Cross.

After all, they can guess that there is a magic weapon in "The Starry Night", and the Rosicrucian is more likely to guess.

When Jian Bude came forward to besiege Hongyu.

Lang Zongyi became more and more certain: "The reason Rose Cross stole "Starry Night" and made Jane Bude come forward at the risk of being discovered by us must be because of Hong Yu."

The more he spoke, the more confident he became, as if he had found a reason to take the initiative to take the trouble before.

Yan Jiu nodded and said, "The magic weapon in that painting has not been discovered for so many years, maybe the Rose Cross can't solve the mystery, but can Hong Yu be an ordinary person?"

Lang Zong nodded and shook his head.

This is where the problem lies.

(End of this chapter)