There were fibroids all over my face, and one was on my eye socket, pulling my eyebrows down and looking very disgusting.
It's no wonder Yin Shengyao hates me so much.
I washed my face and was suddenly stunned. There was also a fibroid on my chin, why did it disappear
I looked in the mirror for a while, and the fibroids really disappeared.
Can fibroids heal on their own? impossible.
Could it be... the wisp of black air that came out when Dr. Zheng was killed before
Ghost Qi can cure fibroids? I feel that my three views have been refreshed, but it has given me endless hope.
For twenty years, I have dreamed of curing these tumors. Who doesn't want to be pretty
Heiyan tv’s rewards are settled daily. If you receive more than a certain amount of rewards for a live broadcast, there will still be rewards. After I share the rewards, plus the rewards, there will be one thousand and eleven. After I exchange them, I will go to the hospital to pay one thousand medical expenses fee.
There are patients in the family, spending money is a bottomless pit.
I came out of the hospital and was thinking about where to live broadcast tonight, when suddenly a white Maybach drifted perfectly in front of me.
My face changed and I looked at him warily.
A young man in sportswear and a pair of sunglasses got out of the car. He was tall and handsome.
For this rich and handsome man, I am now extremely defensive and disgusted.
"Are you a 'horror hostess'?" The man looked me up and down.
I didn't like his eyes very much, so I said coldly: "How do you know? Shouldn't the station be kept secret?"
"I have some channels to find your information." He smiled.
I was furious: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't be mad, I just want to join your next stream," he said.
"Why?" I asked warily.
"It's very simple. I want to see with my own eyes what a ghost looks like." The man said, "I have watched so many horror live broadcasts, only you can actually see a ghost."
I said coldly, "I refuse."
"I'll give you 100,000 yuan." The man stopped me, "I can also let your brother live in a better VIP ward and receive round-the-clock care."
I paused and turned my head to look at him: "Really?"
"Of course." The man said, "What's your card number, I'll transfer the money to you now."
I gave him the card number with suspicion, and the account of 100,000 yuan arrived in the blink of an eye.
Even if I hate rich people, I won't have trouble with money.
"My name is Tang Mingli, please give me your advice." The man said, "Have you chosen the location for tonight's live broadcast? If not, I have a good suggestion."
He handed me a file, and I opened it. This is a private retirement apartment on the outskirts of Shancheng City. Five years ago, the owner of the apartment took in a dozen elderly people.
On the night of the full moon, all these elderly people hanged themselves in their own rooms, and even a few paralyzed in bed died. The two nurses on duty that night died in the dean's office on the top floor. They were hacked to death. , while the owner of the apartment cut his wrists and committed suicide.
The police closed the case by claiming that the owner of the apartment had killed everyone, and finally committed suicide. This case made a lot of noise back then, and everyone in the mountain city knew about it.
Afterwards, the apartment became a ghost building, and no one dared to take it over. It has been vacant, and it will be demolished in a few months.
I thought it was a bit interesting, so I made an appointment with Tang Mingli to meet at night, and then I went home. Just as I walked into the alley, a few gangsters came over and surrounded me.
I know these people, they are from this area, in the villages in the city, they do everything except murder, and I don’t know how many young girls have been ruined by them.
I looked at them vigilantly, logically speaking, they could not have taken a fancy to me.
"Brother Chun, it's her." A monkey-cheeked gangster pointed at me and said, "She is the deformity I told you about."
That brother Chun was wearing a beach shirt, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and said, "Take off her mask and have a look."
I turned around and wanted to run, but those gangsters caught me back and tore off my mask. My face covered with fibroids appeared in front of everyone.
Brother Chun was taken aback: "What the hell is there really such an ugly person."
"Hey, Brother Chun, didn't you say that Boss Li has some perverted guests from Southeast Asia who like to play with deformed women? Do you think she is suitable?"
Hearing this, I trembled all over, struggled desperately, and shouted for help. The monkey-cheeked bastard cursed a curse word and punched me hard in the face, making me dizzy and almost fainted.
"Take it away." Brother Chun said cruelly.
At this time, a white Maybach cut in and blocked the way of several people.
Tang Mingli came down, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let her go."
Brother Chun smiled and said, "Hey, where did this little boy come from? Why, you want to be a hero to save the beauty, but this is not a beauty either. Could it be that you are also interested in deformed women..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Mingli punched him in the face and knocked him flying. Brother Chun fell to the ground and yelled angrily, "Why are you still standing there, fuck me!"
Tang Mingli seemed to have learned martial arts before, and knocked down several people to the ground, rolling around and moaning in pain.
I squatted on the ground, covering my face, and he came over and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Go away, don't look at my face." I yelled, tears could not stop falling down.
Why, why does this always happen to me!
Tang Mingli was silent for a while, then picked up the mask and hat and handed them to me, saying, "I'll take you home."
I was punched and my head was still a little groggy. He helped me back home and looked at the house with four walls, and there was something dark and unclear in his eyes.
I sat on the sofa, bowed my head and said, "Thank you."
"It's just a small matter, do you want to rest for a night?" He asked.
I shook my head and said, "It's okay, I can do it."
"Okay, then I'll pick you up." He didn't say much, turned around and left, and I wiped away the tears on my face.
So what if I'm ugly? So what if I'm as humble as a weed
I want to live, live well, live better than others.
I went out and went to the old cow in the vegetable market who specialized in killing chickens and sheep, and asked him to buy a butcher knife. This knife has been with him for many years, killing countless lives.
The killing blade is extremely murderous, and it is specially used to deal with evil spirits.
I went to a dog meat restaurant again, asked the boss to buy some black dog blood, and secretly chopped a branch of a peach tree. Everything was ready and I was waiting for the live broadcast in the evening.
In the evening, the setting sun dyed the sky a dazzling red. Tang Mingli drove a Land Rover off-road vehicle this time. Seeing my equipment, he couldn't help laughing: "Jun Yao, you look a little bit Like a master."
He added: "A master of trickery."
I frowned, why did he call so affectionately, I don't know him that well? But thinking about my younger brother relying on him to change VIP wards, I can bear it.
We drove to the apartment building. The area was full of old houses, and the residents had moved out long ago. On the wall, a large Chinese character "Chaizi" was drawn with a vermilion pen.
I opened the live broadcast room and changed the name to: Horror Pension for the Elderly, Revealing the Secret of the Tragedy Five Years Ago.
The name of the live broadcast room should be popular, have gimmicks, and enough people will watch it.
Maybe it was because my first live broadcast was very successful, and Black Rock TV immediately recommended it to me on the homepage. Within two minutes, there were already hundreds of viewers, and the number is still increasing.
I gave a close-up of the apartment building and told the deeds of this apartment building again. Looking at it again, there were thousands of viewers, and there were even a lot of rewards.
I was very happy, and started to introduce Tang Liming again: "This is today's guest, the name is kept secret, but he is a master of martial arts."
I don't know which nymphomaniac it was, but it turned out to be a jade pendant, which was worth a hundred yuan.
I curled my lips silently. He is good-looking, and he really can eat anywhere.
I hung my phone around my neck, took a flashlight, and walked in first.
Suddenly, Tang Mingli stopped me with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Wait, there are people inside."
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