——【If I didn't misunderstand, didn't Xie Ge just bash himself in the mirror?】
——【Was that scream just now from inside the mirror?】
——【The streamer has a ghost at home, but the streamer won't admit it!】
——【Didn't Xie Ge say he was teaching? What am I supposed to learn from this?!】
——【See? A man's desire to win, even a ghost can't fight against it.】
The barrage in the live stream was refreshing frantically, and the Water friends were dumbfounded by this explosive scene.
At the same time, the number of live viewers was rapidly increasing, with wave after wave of new audiences pouring in.
In a short while, the number reached a whopping 3000+.
This was the first time Xie Yizhi's live stream had so many people in the two months he had been streaming.
Not only were the barrages and numbers increasing, but gift effects were also popping up alternately, which meant Xie Yizhi's income was also increasing.
——【Public welfare stream, no gifts allowed!】
A clueless Water friend played along and sent out that barrage, but before he could react, Xie Yizhi kicked him out.
No gifts? How else would he gather the fragments for his Cullinan?
“Full, full, made a fortune.”
Xie Yizhi said with satisfaction.
In just this short while, his gift ranking had been refreshed, and he had received a good two thousand yuan in gifts in the backend, with about a thousand yuan actually in hand after deducting the platform's cut.
If he had known that beating up a ghostly thing could earn him so much, he would have done it long ago, instead of playing rock-paper-scissors.
But before Xie Yizhi could celebrate, a pop-up window appeared on the live stream: 【Live streams are prohibited from promoting or guiding superstition. Please stream civilly…】
Xie Yizhi paused, then muttered, “Sure enough, when there are more people, the reviewers sniff it out and come.”
Before, he always had double-digit viewers, occasionally a few hundred on a lucky day, and the reviewers wouldn't even pass by his door.
Now that it had just reached 3000+, the reviewers immediately sent him a pop-up.
As soon as he finished speaking, another new pop-up appeared: 【Streamer, please stream civilly. Impolite language is prohibited.】
“What the hell, where was I impolite? Are you trying to cause trouble?!”
“Cause… cause it then, this feeling of being taken seriously is actually pretty good, huh.”
Xie Yizhi put on a fake smile and made a heart gesture to the camera.
The thousand yuan he just earned hadn't even warmed up in his hands yet. If the live stream got banned, and he couldn't withdraw the gift money, it wouldn't be worth it.
Anyway, Xie Yizhi was never the type to be unyielding; as long as he was given enough, that was fine.
——【Xie Ge is a bit tough, but not much.】
——【What a strange man, can't see through him, can't see through him, but he has a little bit of love.】
“Live streams are all for entertainment; don't take them seriously. Positive energy, positive energy.”
“Ending stream.”
After two consecutive warning pop-ups, Xie Yizhi felt it would definitely be dangerous to continue streaming, so he decisively chose to end the stream.
Before the Water friends could say anything, Xie Yizhi closed the live stream with lightning speed.
The remaining Water friends stared blankly at the blacked-out live stream and Xie Yizhi's avatar.
So sudden, he just ended it in an instant, without any warning?
——【Is it really just for show? Then it's done too well, completely no signs of editing.】
——【Xie Ge doesn't seem like someone who can afford to spend that much money on effects…】
——【Three thousand followers, doing a million-dollar production? No way!】
After ending the stream, the Water friends' doubts had nothing to do with Xie Yizhi; let them guess if they wanted to.
The truth and falsehood didn't matter much.
Controversy brings popularity, and Xie Yizhi had been streaming for two months after all, so he knew a thing or two.
The top priority was to withdraw the gift money first; when it came to money, it was always best to “get it in your pocket to be safe.”
After doing all this, Xie Yizhi put away his phone, wiped his face with a towel, and prepared to leave the bathroom.
But as soon as he turned around, he heard a 'hiss… hiss…' wailing sound, and then he remembered that the ghostly thing in the mirror hadn't been dealt with yet.
Turning back, he saw that the ghostly thing had revealed its true form: disheveled hair, big dark circles under its eyes, tongue sticking out, pale skin, wearing a white robe, half-sagging on the mirror.
Its appearance was actually quite cute, but it didn't look like a modern ghost.
If this were still live, the silly Water friends would definitely be excited.
‘Good opportunity! Seven Hundred Grass, now's the time!’
‘Is she still there? Is the event still on?’
Xie Yizhi knew what these people were thinking without even having to ponder.
When she saw Xie Yizhi looking at her, the female ghost's eyes clearly panicked. Just now, this man had punched her twice, very fiercely.
It was the first time she had encountered such a situation; shouldn't living people be afraid when they saw her?
But when this man got fierce, there was a strange ruthlessness that scared her so much she couldn't even move. She should have just rotted outside; why did she have to hide in this room?
“Why did you choose to run and hide in my house? You can only count yourself unlucky.”
“Looking at you, there's no fishy smell, so I won't kill you.”
Xie Yizhi said.
When he was very young, his grandmother told Xie Yizhi that as an embalmer, when she was cosmetically preparing corpses,
Many departed souls would be watching from the side, seeing the final appearance of their remains.
Therefore, his grandmother had seen many departed souls. If they were vicious people in life, or committed murder after death, their bodies would be scorched by karmic fire, and the departed souls would carry a fishy smell.
But the female ghost in front of Xie Yizhi had no smell, and she seemed timid, just mischievous and unlucky.
The female ghost nodded repeatedly, putting her hands together in supplication.
“However, of course, I can't just let you go.”
Xie Yizhi looked around and finally fixed his gaze on an empty shampoo bottle on the windowsill.
“???”
The female ghost was curious about what Xie Yizhi was going to do. The next moment, she saw him pick up the bottle, rinse it under the tap, and then, with a backhand, stuff the female ghost into the bottle.
Then he found an old ghost-suppressing talisman he had practiced with and pasted it on top.
So he was going to seal her away.
Then at least find a decent container!!!
People at least use jars or urns! At worst, a vase or something, right?
What kind of decent person seals a ghost by casually grabbing a shampoo bottle!?
And it's a ginger shampoo bottle at that!!
The smell is too overwhelming.
Xie Yizhi looked at the shampoo bottle with satisfaction, nodding contentedly. After all, this thing was just a ghost, and it's hard to say if it would harm people in the future even if it had no smell now.
Since they met, it was fate. He might as well seal her first.
Female ghost: “…”
Seemingly lost all strength and means.