Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 484: Exceeded our expectations
Chapter 484 exceeded our expectations
The Sanyin Sect is divided into the three lines of Snake Lord, Meng Po, and Guiying. The peak of its power was five years ago. One branch dared to challenge the thirty-six caves on Maoshan Mountain, competed with ghosts and incantations, and was even stronger than the Snake Lord's branch; but to be honest, the most powerful and weirdest in the Sanyin Sect five years ago was Meng There was only one person in this line at that time, and that was Meng Po from the previous generation.
She is a living legend, representing the past glory of the Sanyin Sect. On the contrary, the line of Lord Snake, who was originally the weakest, quietly rose up and became the mainstay of the Sanyin Sect.
"Meng Po from the previous generation." The blood coagulated on his face, and She Qian repeated these words over and over again.
"Isn't she missing? Why did she appear here? There doesn't seem to be anything special about this alley."
"Stupid and silly, she is the Meng Po in the sect's biography? She is covered in plaster and ragged, is this the first person of our Sanyin sect?"
"What happened to her before she was crazy? Is there anyone in Jiangcheng who can hurt Po Meng?"
The surviving monks of the Sanyin sect felt incredible, and the contemporary Meng Po's eyes turned black, and she almost fainted.
Meng Po of the previous generation simply showed her face, which caused a huge shock among the surviving evil cultivators of the Three Yin Sect. Even She Qian, who was about to rush into the alley, stopped in her tracks. He was afraid, A guilty conscience is better than Po Meng's encounter with accidents in this alley, let alone him as a disciple of the sect.
I saw the ugliness of the members of Sanyin Sect, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he left without looking back.
"You helped God's will and almost forced me to death. Let's take this revenge slowly." I never think of myself as a saint, and revenge and complaints are my code of conduct.
Stepping into the unlit road, those evil cultivators of the Three Yin Sects watched my last figure being swallowed by the darkness, and no one dared to chase in alone.
Holding on to the wall, I walked very slowly. The old woman walked in front holding the worn-out rag doll. From time to time, she would look back at me once or twice. memory screen.
She seemed to remember something, but soon forgot everything, hummed a nursery rhyme, left me and left alone.
"I don't know if this old woman is really crazy or just pretending to be crazy." When I first entered the No Lamp Road, I lent her my black umbrella in exchange for an acrostic poem by her. She was very euphemistic to remind me to leave.
The second time I came to Wudeng Road with Uncle Xie Ding, she changed several age groups in front of me, such as childhood, youth, middle age, and old age, as if she was secretly giving me a show behind her back It's just a hint, but I haven't figured it out until now, what she wanted to express in the hint at the beginning.
"According to the tone of the disciples of Sanyin Sect, the old woman should be the missing Meng Po from the previous generation. She appeared on the unlit road, foolish and foolish, and couldn't get out. Is this related to the underworld show?" I asked. Many possibilities came to mind, and the most logical one was that the Sanyin sect discovered that there was something ominous hidden in the Wudeng Road, and Po Meng came to investigate in person, which resulted in the underworld show taking action. From then on, the world lost a powerful Meng Po and added a crazy old lady holding a doll.
"From this point of view, I'm afraid the strength of the Underworld Show will have to be re-evaluated." The Sanyin Sect is the top power in Jiangcheng, but they can't do anything about the Underworld Show, which makes me both surprised and a little uneasy.
The relationship between me and the underworld show is only a cooperative relationship, because the interests are combined. With the live broadcasts, the difficulty of the live broadcast task continues to increase, and the underworld show is constantly squeezing my potential and value, until I can no longer bring benefits to the show, and I may be ruthlessly abandoned by then.
To avoid this situation, there are only three ways I can think of for the time being, the first is to crazily strengthen myself and increase my own value; the second is to find Xia Chi and another anchor behind him, "collusion inside and outside" , so as to get rid of the control of the underworld show; third, save enough 10,000 points and leave the show.
"It's hard, no matter which method it is, it's hard." I walked more than ten meters into the alley, and my eyes began to be in a daze. It's like being filled with lead, and it can't move at all.
Just when I was about to fall down, I suddenly saw the house number 44. This building always appears inexplicably.
"No. 44 Wudeng Road, 4th floor underground, room 444. If I had a choice, I would rather not come here for the rest of my life."
Standing at the door, I hesitated a little. In fact, I have successfully usurped my life and escaped the doomed death on October 30th. I can wait here until dawn, and then leave on my own. There is no need to seek the underworld Show help.
Frankly speaking, even after so many live broadcasts, I still feel a little fear from the bottom of my heart when I face the interviewer of the paper man. Emotions, he just simply sat there, speaking very ordinary words, but it brought an irrefutable pressure, I don't like that feeling very much.
"Since I'm here, it's better to go and have a look. After all, I'm also their employee, and I have hard work without credit. They shouldn't do anything excessive to me." Dream Wing Gu lay on my back In the liver orifice, the essence of the wood spirit of the thousand-year-old locust tree flower is absorbed. I think the underworld show will not do such an act of forcibly snatching it.
"Dream Wing Gu was sluggish, and the three-eyed ghost baby formed by the rebirth of the ghost fell into a deep sleep again. The ghosts on my body, except for the king master who had no combat power, were basically all severely injured. This battle was really tragic." I thought for a moment and had an idea.
The broken raincoat was half-hanging at the door. I pushed open the wooden door, and a rotten smell came to my nostrils.
Stepping on the creaking floor, I went all the way down to the fourth floor underground.
The long corridor seemed to have no end, and the doors on both sides were all closed. I didn't have the heart to check more at this time, so I went straight to room 444.
The door is unlocked, it seems that it was specially reserved for me.
Pushing the door open, you can see the layout like an abandoned warehouse. The incomplete tables and chairs are piled together, and there are faint bugs crawling among them. The carpet is wet and smelly, and the underworld show is written crookedly on the wall. Four characters.
I took a deep breath and entered the cubicle where the interview was held.
A black altar table was placed in the middle of the room, and the examiner wearing a paper mask was sitting upright by the table.
"You knew I would come?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to penetrate the paper mask.
The interviewer shook his head: "I've always been here, waiting for the next person to push the door, whether it's you or not, it doesn't make any difference to me."
"Oh?" I carefully pondered the meaning of the interviewer's words, and I always felt that he had other meanings. I scanned the room with my eyes, and I couldn't help using my judgment eye. An advertising card for the Underworld show.
Different from Xia Chi's previous card, this card is well preserved, except that there is a number "9" written on the upper left.
"Are there any new people coming for interviews?" I came up with an answer that was closer to the truth in the shortest possible time.
"He opened another door." The interviewer did not answer directly, but put away the card casually: "Mr. Gao, your performance this time exceeded our expectations. Congratulations, you survived."
I smiled bitterly: "This matter is really worthy of congratulations."
Appointed me to take the death train to enter Yin and Yang. The one who destroyed the plan of the double-faced Buddha was Yin Yin Xiuchang. It can be said that the reason why I became the enemy of God’s will was rooted in Yin Yin Xiuchang. I originally wanted to ask for an explanation. Yes, but after I actually faced the paper face interviewer, I realized that my so-called courage was just a joke.
"In the last live broadcast, we released an optional task, requiring you to capture the Dream Wing Gu. This Gu should be on your body now. Would you like to hand it over?" The interviewer thought for a while and said: "In view of your special situation, as long as the transaction is successful, we will give you an additional live broadcast exemption."
"Very tempting proposal." I looked at the interviewer, lost in thought.