Chapter 12: The live show you promised me, you’re here for real

"Thanks to Sun Wuneng for the 3300 Douyin No. s."

Looking at the other party's reward amount and the non-stop special effects on the screen, Huang Yang couldn't help but add a hint of excitement to his voice and turned off the special effects display.

This is a full 3 Yin Yuan. How many things can it be exchanged for? The best crayfish for 10 Yin Yuan, he eats one and saves one without blinking an eye.

In order to repay the huge reward from this old friend, Huang Yang did not end the video call, but instead invited out the soul of Grandpa Sun again in front of their children and grandchildren.

"Brother, what is this?"

As Grandpa Sun's memory flashed through his mind, he looked at the family on the virtual big screen. Knowing that it had not been much time since the last time he restored his memory, he could not help but look at them with some confusion.

"Grandpa Sun, your children and grandchildren are very filial and want you to live more comfortably in the remaining ten months. It just so happens that I have an empty tent over there. You can live in it to avoid the cold wind. In addition, living in it can also cultivate good karma, which will not only protect your descendants, but also help you be reborn into a wealthy family in the next life."

In order to prevent the old man from feeling sorry for the money, Huang Yang specifically explained the benefits of living in the Guardian Tent.

Anyway, once the money is in his pocket, he will never give it back.

Well, he was a ghost to begin with, who could beat him to death?
"You guys are really filial."

After listening to the young man's story, Mr. Sun, who came from the war years, was not a pedantic person. He quickly accepted the arrangement and looked at his children and grandchildren on the other side of the video with kind eyes.

To be honest, when I briefly recovered my memory, the omnipresent cold wind blowing on my soul was really uncomfortable.

What's more, he can live in the tent that blocks the wind and accumulate good karma for his descendants, which is killing two birds with one stone.

"Dad, if you need anything, just tell us."

Seeing his old father's spirit reappear, Uncle Sun also took the initiative to speak.

From the host's actions just now, he could guess that the other party still had some power in the underworld. It was nothing more than a reward. As long as it could make his father's soul live comfortably in the underworld, he would be willing to spend any amount of money.

"Well, there's nothing I, an old man, need. It's a bit chilly outside, so I'm going to go to the tent first. I'll talk to you guys next time."

Knowing that he shouldn't take up too much of the young man's time, Mr. Sun sensibly prepared to live in the tent.

"Okay, Dad, take care."

Naturally, Uncle Sun and the others would have no objection to the old man's words.

Huang Yang also took the initiative to bring the old man to the side of the tent, spent 200 Yin Yuan to buy a set of mattresses and bedding, and then invited the old man to live in the tent.

As a Guardian brand tent that can accommodate two people, the area it occupies is not small, about ten square meters in total, and it still seems quite spacious after putting down two beds.

"Old man, you take a rest first. I still need to go outside to do a live broadcast."

After inviting the old man into the tent, Huang Yang did not plan to stay long, allowing him to adapt on his own.

"Okay, just go and get busy, little brother."

After entering the tent, he no longer felt the cold wind. With a little more warmth on his body, Mr. Sun felt his mind was much clearer. He was very satisfied with his current residence.

"Wait a moment, old man. This is Yin Jade. Carrying it with you can nourish your soul and increase your Yin virtue."

Although the video connection was disconnected, Huang Yang knew that the filial sons and grandchildren of the Sun family must be watching the live broadcast at home, so he naturally had to make proper arrangements for the old man.

He didn't get those 3.31 Yin Yuan for nothing.

Look, there is not only a guardian tent worth 500 Yin Yuan, but also bedding worth 200 Yin Yuan, plus Yin jade fragments worth 10 Yin Yuan each. Everything inside and outside is arranged perfectly.

Anyway, the old man doesn't need to practice, and the Yin Jade fragments worth 10 Yin Yuan each are enough to protect the Yin soul and last for ten days.

"Thank you, young man." Taking the jade pendant with deep green color, Grandpa Sun felt a warm feeling flowing from his hands into his soul, and he expressed his gratitude with bright eyes.

"You're welcome, old man."

Huang Yang waved his hand, walked out of the tent, and then looked at the comments in the live broadcast room.

The 330 million in rewards from the Sun family just now attracted a wave of traffic, and the number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded 3000.

Among them, most of the comments believed that the video link just now was also a scripted performance, especially the one netizen who threatened to eat rice in a field while standing upside down, who shouted particularly fiercely.

"Di Shu, can you find the detailed information of this 'My Lord is Ao, What Can I Do?'"

A thought flashed through Huang Yang's mind, and he saw the detailed information of this netizen displayed on the screen on the other side of the live broadcast room that the netizens could not see.

"Oh, so he's a wage earner with a mortgage, living alone in Shanghai, and working part-time as a designated driver. His life is pretty hard, no wonder his mouth stinks."

After seeing the detailed information of this netizen, Huang Yang chuckled and said to the 3,000 netizens in the live broadcast room with a smile on his face: "Many netizens have doubts about the video of Grandpa Sun's soul and his children and grandchildren in the mortal world just now. I can understand that. So, I will randomly select a netizen who commented in the live broadcast room and invite the other party's recently deceased relative to come out and meet him."

As he spoke, Huang Yang pretended to slide his finger across the comment area, and finally stopped: "Is this netizen named '爷傲我奈何' still here? I saw that your biological father just passed away two years ago, so I'll ask him to come out and meet you."

Without giving the netizens in the live broadcast room time to react, Huang Yang had already looked up the information about the father of that arrogant netizen through the Dishu system, and flashed directly to the location of the other party's soul and invited him out.

Zone 54, Square 89, Row 85, No. 159. Looking at this number, plus the fact that the other party's father has been dead for more than two years, it means that he is within Zone 300 after death, so he must have done some good deeds during his lifetime.

Just looking at the ghost of this middle-aged man, with a rough and honest face, he must have been a kind person when he was alive.

However, the quality of this netizen is so touching, and the other party’s father may have average education.

'Is this a new extra?'

'Is this the ghost of Yeao's father?'

'A new script?'

'This script is quite interesting, there are even foreshadowings in the comments section.'

'I didn't expect this anchor's script to be so sophisticated.'

'Not bad, not bad, the script is very innovative.'

Unlike the netizens watching the fun in the live broadcast room, a young man who was holding his phone in one hand and eating takeout in the other hand in a rental house was so scared when he saw the face of the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared that he stood up suddenly and almost dropped his phone: "Old man?!"

Although he has been working away from home in recent years and seldom goes home, Chen Guang, who goes home every Chinese New Year, is still very familiar with the appearance of his dead father.

As soon as he saw the honest face, Chen Guang knew it was undoubtedly the ghost of his biological father. Except for the paler face, everything else was exactly the same.

This anchor had never met him before, so there was no reason for him to prepare in advance and have someone disguise himself as his father.

If you really have such energy, there is no need to use such little tricks.

What's more, he was just an employee with only a few hundred thousand yuan in savings, and he was also paying off a mortgage for a 30-square-meter apartment outside the third ring road in Shanghai. It was not worth it for the other party to spend a lot of money to cheat him.

In other words, this anchor is really in the underworld.

We agreed to do a live reality show, are you going to do it for real? ? ?
Also, my father has been dead for almost three years, but he is still waiting in line in the underworld and has not been reincarnated. This is simply a sin!
"Beep, beep, beep."

At this time, a video connection request appeared on his mobile phone screen. Chen Guang swallowed and clicked to accept with trembling hands.

(End of this chapter)