The same thing happened in various small towns at the same time.
When those who bought yellow paper in Lin Rou’s live broadcast room started to burn it to worship their ancestors.
Without exception.
Almost all of those tombstones or spiritual tablets are surrounded by a puff of green smoke.
And the things they prayed to their ancestors in front of the tombstones were partially fulfilled in a strange way.
However, what happens to each person is different.
This is because everyone has different values of good and evil, so the effects of yellow paper will also be different.
But the same thing is that when the request is really fulfilled.
Everyone's first reaction was to run to the tombs of their ancestors and kowtow crazily to thank them.
However, I thought of the yellow sacrificial paper I purchased.
You know, every year everyone buys sacrifices to worship their ancestors.
The only thing different today is the yellow paper.
Thinking of this, a chill rushed from the soles of everyone's feet to Tianling Gai.
One thing to say, this kind of thing is really weird.
Among these hundreds of yellow papers, half have already been used.
Of course, not everyone among them received a response from their ancestors.
For example, in a certain community in Linhai City.
A young man with a somewhat sinister appearance.
He looked at the thick pile of yellow paper on the table and lit a cigarette thoughtfully.
After wiping out the eyes in his hand, he spat on the ground with disdain.
"Damn it, is this the yellow paper I bought from that bitch Lin Rou?"
"It doesn't look any different from the yellow paper on the market. Are you saying it has special effects?"
"Isn't this a typical sales tactic?"
The young man put his legs on the coffee table and kept spitting out the fragrance.
The boy on the side took advantage of the situation and handed him another cigarette.
"Brother Shu, calm down the fire and have a taste of this new smoke."
The young man known as Brother Shu took the cigarette from his younger brother and hung it on his lips.
After lighting it, he took a big gulp.
The whole person was mentally mysterious, but his mood became very exciting.
Soon, the young man opened his eyes and looked at the younger brother beside him and asked.
"What time does Lin Rou start broadcasting tonight?"
The boy on the side quickly replied: "Eight o'clock in the evening."
Hearing this, the young man shook his head and stood up.
"This Lin Rou is indeed quite capable. She has gained so many followers in such a short period of time. I will inform my brothers tonight to go and meet her for a while."
After receiving the notice, the younger brother nodded thoughtfully, and then began to flatter him.
"Brother, it has to be you. We can't let go of this heat."
But at this moment, Shu Xingcheng was already a little impatient. After hearing his younger brother's voice, he stepped forward and gave him a kick.
"Get out of here quickly, I'm on top right now."
Seeing that Brother Shu is already a bit over the top, the younger brother doesn't dare to stay any longer.
Brother Shu can really do anything when he's on top.
But before leaving, the younger brother pointed to the yellow paper on the table.
"Brother Shu, if the yellow paper on the table is useless, I will take it out and throw it away."
Hearing this, Shu Xingcheng also cast his eyes on the yellow paper on the table.
He thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Just get out of here, I will throw it away later."
After the younger brothers left, Shu Xingcheng looked at the yellow paper on the table and muttered.
"Do these things really work?"
In the end, he smoked a bunch on the table and wandered into the innermost room.
In the room, a row of spiritual cards suddenly appeared.
clatter!
Shu Xingcheng lit several pieces of yellow paper with a lighter directly in front of the spirit tablet.
He threw the yellow paper into the ash stove with an indifferent expression.
Then he stood in front of the spiritual tablet and bowed with his hands clasped together.
"Old man, if this thing is useful, then you should quickly bless your son to make more money."
"After you get rich, my son will give you some beauties to play with."
After praying for a few times, Shu Xingcheng vaguely raised his head and found that there was a strange black mist surrounding the spiritual tablet, which lingered for a long time.
Smoke is all smoke, but unlike others, the smoke on Shu Xingcheng's side turned black.
"What the hell? What the hell is the black mist?!"
"Isn't this a bit abnormal?"
After looking at the dark smoke, Shu Xingcheng was also stunned.
Shouldn't it usually be green smoke or white mist when burning paper?
Why does it turn out black when I burn it?
Then he spit on the ground and cursed.
"Bah, this thing must be a fake product, damn it."
"Look, I won't go to your live broadcast room tonight to set the rhythm."
After complaining a few words, Shu Xingcheng didn't care so much.
While Yan Jin came up, he fell asleep directly on the bed with a smile on his face.
After falling asleep, he had a very strange dream.
In sleep.
Shu Xingcheng's father emerged from the spiritual tablets and started chasing him with an iron rod.
The iron rod was being used while cursing.
"You are such an unfilial son. You have completely disgraced our Shu family."
"You can eat, drink, whore, and gamble. Is there anything else you dare not do?"
"You are unfilial, unfaithful, and unjust, and you still expect me to protect you?"
In the dream, his father was scolding him all over his face.
However, Shu Xingcheng replied while running away.
"I didn't do these things, old man, please stop chasing me and put down the stick in your hand first!"
But just after he said these words, his father's swing of the stick became stronger.
"did not do?"
"Seducing girls, fighting, disrupting public order... Do you think I don't know about these things you do?"
"Little bastard, let me tell you, if you continue like this, you will go to jail sooner or later."
"I really don't understand, why do you still have the nerve to ask me to bless you? Do you deserve to be rich?"
In the dream, the more he talked about his father, the angrier he became, and the stick in his hand was bent.
Shu Xingcheng ran and ran, and finally came to a blind corner.
With the fatal blow from the stick, he suddenly woke up.
"Fuck...this is too evil. The old ghost wants to beat me even after he's dead."
"Hey, why does my butt hurt so much?"
...
On the other side, Linhai City Police Station.
A group of people are discussing a confidential arrest plan.
In the conference room.
Details of the criminals who are about to be caught this time are on the projector.
There are also a bunch of extremely detailed capture plans.
This mission was very difficult, and the veteran criminal policeman who led the team also reported the situation to everyone with a serious face.
"The suspect's name is Shu Xingcheng, and he is 23 years old."
"We have been secretly investigating this person for two months. It can be said that he has done all kinds of bad things. The most serious ones are fighting in groups, selling candy, and luring young girls into organizing money sales. There are two minors among them."
"Everyone, please note that this person has a very strong sense of anti-investigation. He will wipe his butt clean every time he commits a crime. That's why it took us so long."
