Chapter 307 Red Grave Soil
After the other party sent out a carnival, he quickly applied for Lianmai.
Su Han naturally clicked to agree.
After a while, an additional picture appeared in the live broadcast room.
In the picture, in the wilderness, you can vaguely see the light of the flashlight shining on the tombstone in front.
The tombstone was surrounded by bright red, which looked strange and strange at night.
The fans were immediately shocked.
"I'm scared to death! Who is this person? Is he trying to rob a tomb?"
"No way! Do you dare to broadcast live broadcasts of tomb robbing?"
"Holy shit! Look, the soil around that tomb is all red!!"
“It really looks like it’s stained red with blood!”
……
The camera in the live broadcast room quickly flipped over.
This is a boy wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, black-rimmed glasses, and a crew cut.
"Hello, Taoist Master, my name is Zhao Lixin!"
Besides him, there was a middle-aged man next to him.
Zhao Lixin introduced: "This is my uncle."
Su Han nodded and asked straight to the point: "What do you want to count?"
"That's right!"
Zhao Lixin said with tears in his eyes: "My mother passed away a week ago."
"But after the burial, all the soil around the tomb turned red, as if it had been stained by blood."
"This thing is really weird. I don't know what's going on, so I want to ask the Taoist priest."
……
The uncle next to him muttered: "Is this fortune teller reliable? The famous fortune teller in our town only costs 100 yuan a time."
"You actually spent three thousand yuan looking for him!"
"I can go to that master in town thirty times!"
……
Obviously, the other party's uncle felt very sorry for the three thousand yuan.
Fans in the live broadcast room complained one after another.
[Flying Snowflakes]: "What a good guy, you actually compare our Taoist Priest with others. Even three thousand yuan is too expensive for you. If you don't grab the lucky bag, if others ask the Taoist Priest for 30 million, the Taoist Priest may not be willing."
[The Wolf of Wall Street]: "If the Taoist priest is willing to do another fortune telling for me, I am willing to pay 200 million!"
[White tissue]: "Hahaha, please understand, old people like this are more concerned about money. They seem to be from rural areas. Three thousand yuan is not a small amount for them. It is normal to feel a little distressed."
[Take a nap on the weekend]: "So why does the soil in this tomb turn red? This is so weird, so scary!"
……
"Uncle, it's not like we haven't looked for that fortune teller in town. The key is, isn't there nothing he can do?"
Zhao Lixin said: "The Taoist priest I found is very powerful, you just don't have access to the Internet."
"I grabbed this lucky bag, but others can't buy it even if they spend tens of millions or hundreds of millions!"
"Tens of millions or hundreds of millions?!"
The uncle opened his mouth in surprise. This was undoubtedly an astronomical figure for him!
He couldn't even count the number of digits behind it!
"You're bragging."
He was in disbelief.
"Uncle, you don't understand!"
Zhao Lixin was too lazy to talk. He quickly looked at the live broadcast room and asked hurriedly: "Taoist Priest, what happened to my mother's grave?"
"Why did the soil around him turn blood red within a few days."
"Even if you pick up a handful of dirt, you can still get blood on your hands!"
After finishing speaking, Zhao Lixin came to the tomb, picked up a piece of red soil with his hand, squeezed it hard, and pointed the phone camera at his hand.
Sure enough, I saw some blood on my hands! This weird scene made fans in the live broadcast room feel numb.
[A folding fan]: "This is too evil. This young man is so courageous. I wouldn't even dare to come close."
[Flash of light]: "What are you talking about? That is his mother's tomb. What is he afraid of? Could his mother still harm him?"
[The Wind Rises]: "The Taoist Master's live broadcast room is a place where you can gain insights. You can encounter all sorts of weird things."
[Mung bean cake under the moonlight]: "Generally speaking, the soil is red because the iron content in the soil is high. But this is obviously not the case. It is haunted now!"
……
Su Han said lightly: "The blood around the tomb is caused by your mother's resentment."
"Huh?"
Zhao Lixin was a little unbelievable.
"This shouldn't be the case. My mother died of illness. She shouldn't have had any resentment during her lifetime."
He was a little confused. What resentment would his mother have?
Su Han asked: "Why didn't your father come? It was your uncle who came with him."
"My father is not feeling well, so I asked my uncle to come here with me to check on the situation."
Zhao Lixin answered this way.
Su Han chuckled and said: "Is it because of fear in my heart or because of physical reasons?"
"Huh?"
Zhao Lixin was even more confused.
"Taoist Master, what do you mean?"
Zhao Lixin said: "My parents are very loving. My mother passed away and my father was also very sad."
"Your father is indeed sad!"
Su Han shook his head and said: "It just doesn't mean that he is not afraid, nor does it mean that your mother has no resentment."
"Taoist Priest, the more you talk, the more confused I become!"
Zhao Lixin is really hard to understand.
Fans in the live broadcast room had some speculations.
[Wang Buliuxing]: "Is it possible that this buddy's father is having a romantic affair outside and has a mistress, so his mother has resentment in her heart?"
[Little Peach]: "I think it's very possible!"
[Ping Anan]: "I also think it makes sense."
……
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Zhao Lixin suddenly became anxious: "How could my father go out to have a romantic relationship? He is an honest and honest old man from the countryside."
"And he only has one arm. When he was young, he went out to work and got caught in the machinery in the factory. He is a disabled person."
"Who can be his mistress?"
Hearing Zhao Lixin's words, the fans who had just spoken in the live broadcast room were a little embarrassed.
Zhao Lixin said angrily: "How can you speculate on my father like this? My father loves my mother very much. The two of them have always respected each other and have a very good relationship!"
This is what he has been able to see since he was a child.
"That's why I'm curious, Taoist priest, why do you say that my mother has resentment? This shouldn't be the case!"
Zhao Lixin really couldn't figure this out.
Su Han shook his head and said: "Your mother, you probably can't speak."
"Yes!" Zhao Lixin was stunned for a moment and nodded: "My mother is mute, otherwise she might not have married my father, a one-armed old man."
"Actually, your mother was not born mute!"
Su Han's words immediately shocked everyone present.
"Because your mother was poisoned by your father!"
(End of chapter)