Chapter 69: Horror Studio 7
"What's Plan B?" Listening to An Ran's words, Lin Cuihua asked curiously.
However, Enron did not answer positively, but smiled mysteriously and opened his laptop.
Subsequently, An Ran opened one of the most active forums in the city, edited a message and passed it along with the recording, and even took an extremely eye-catching name: "Thinking about it carefully, it is extremely scary that the famous actor revealed in his dream that he had killed and broken the corpse of his childhood sweetheart's fiancΓ©e!" γ
The content of the post is all kinds of things that Lin Cuihua and Park Shuen have experienced in the past, and the recording attached to the end of the post detonated this post.
So not long after this post was sent, the number of clicks exceeded 10,000, and the number of comments under the post instantly exceeded tens of thousands, and after a while, this post became the most popular post on this forum.
Of course, in order to prevent this post from being deleted, Enron still used some small means, using a little bit of Yin Xun to add a locking spell to the post, so that not only will the post not be deleted, even if someone wants to use hacking technology to find Enron's IP, it is impossible.
Not long after An Ran's post was sent, reporter Zhang's phone called: "You sent the post on the post bar, right?" β
"Of course, since you don't want to send it, then I'll do it for you!" An Ran said nonchalantly.
"Although I don't know what means you used to make this post not be deleted by the post administrator, but there is no supporting evidence for this post, I'm afraid not many people will believe it." Reporter Zhang on the other end of the phone spoke firmly.
"Actually, this kind of thing doesn't need to be believed by others at all, as long as a seed of doubt is planted in the hearts of the spectators, then my goal will naturally be achieved." An Ran said in a calm tone.
"And what is the purpose of what you are doing this?" The tone of the reporter on the other end of the phone was very confused.
"Speak for the deceased, seek justice for the victims, now many people say that hell is empty and the devil is in the world, then my mission is to send the demon back to hell and return peace to the world." After An Ran said this, he hung up the phone directly.
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At the moment when An Ran hung up the phone, she suddenly felt the hot eyes of Lin Cuihua beside her, so An Ran turned her head a little uncomfortably, and said in an embarrassed tone: "I said, what are you going to do when you look at me like a nymphomaniac?" β
"Wow! Enron, I found you so powerful! What you just said is so profound, when I return to the underworld, I must take this sentence as my motto. Lin Cuihua said excitedly.
"Sister, don't get excited, don't get excited, I just made up a random reason to fool that gossip reporter." An Ran stroked his eyebrows with his hand, helpless for a while.
"You can make up any reason to be so lofty? I don't read much, don't lie to me! Lin Cuihua's expression was very suspicious.
"Alright, alright, whatever you want!" An Ran didn't want to explain more, so he chose to shut up.
"Enron, this is what you call Plan B? But what are you doing this for? Lin Cuihua's expression was a little confused.
"It's very simple, let the culprit hate me and find a way to get rid of me, then with my current identity and ability, once he wants to do it, he will definitely be eaten by that little ghost." An Ran said in a firm tone.
"However, if this guy Pu Shuen is just injured by the little ghost, he won't be able to achieve my wish to ruin his reputation!" Lin Cuihua's expression was very puzzled.
"Rest assured, this is just the first step." When An Ran said this, he didn't know how to exchange a little Yin Xun for a set of mantra water in the exchange mall.
An Ran had read the introduction of this prop and knew that as long as this potion was taken, that person would say all the things he deliberately concealed without reservation.
However, if she hadn't seen that her Yin Degree suddenly increased by 3 points, she wouldn't have changed this prop, but where did these 3 Yin Degrees come from?
When An Ran was puzzled, the Youyou in her mind immediately began to answer questions dutifully: "Pig head master, you forgot!" Zixuan, this woman is doing a task to retrieve her memories for her little lover, so that when she completes a task, you can get at least 1% of the Yin Xun degree! β
Oh, so that's the case, An Ran suddenly realized, it seems that he will use Yin Xun or something in the future, and he doesn't need to be so picky.
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At this time, An Ran was in a good mood, but Pu Shuen, who was in another room, seemed to be gritting his teeth, he saw the popular post, and his agent also contacted the other party's post bar to ask them to delete the post, but the other party's post bar administrator said that this post can't be deleted at all, who will believe it, their own post bar can't delete the post, liar!
And Pu Shuen also specially found a hacker master to decipher the IP of the person who posted this post, but he couldn't crack it, it's really a hell of a life!
It seems that at the critical moment, no one can rely on themselves, only on themselves!
Thinking of this, Pu Shuen's eyes were a little firmer, and then he directly took out the fruit knife in the drawer next to the bed, lightly scratched his finger with the knife, and then squeezed out a few drops of his own blood and dripped them into an antique plate.
Subsequently, Pu Shuen enshrined the small half dish of blood and a few fruits in front of a bright red Buddha card, and then lit three sticks of incense and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the Buddha card.
Just when the three incense sticks burned to a quarter, a vague black imp appeared, and after the imp came out, he desperately sucked the incense ash, and the originally dim figure gradually became clear.
When the incense ash burned out, Pu Shuen looked at the blurred little figure and said, "Have you eaten enough?" When you're full, you're going to do things for me. β
The little imp burped, and then said in a childish tone, "Dad, what do you want me to do?" β
Hearing the name of the little ghost, Pu Shuen frowned, and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Didn't I tell you many times, don't call me dad, call me master!" β
"Well, Daddy, oh no, master, what do you want me to do?" The imp asked.
"It's simple, help me find the person who posted this and find a way to kill him." Park Shu-eun spoke.
"It's such a simple thing as killing someone, wait for my good news!" The imp stuck out his tongue mischievously and disappeared into the room.
However, after only 30 seconds, the little ghost turned back and looked at Pu Shuen again and said, "Then I'll help you this time, what do you want to give me?" β