[Our Little Sister Tang Rou is fine too, that's what I'm worried about.]

How are the zombies?" I've already alarmed the police. I've just arrived at the bottom of the building.

Looking at this message, my heart moves a little. Previously, that fan said that he would help me out, and in the end, he even called the police.

When we were ready to leave, the police would be the ones to check on us.

I didn't expect that the live broadcast this time would cause such a commotion that even the police would be alarmed. I was a little worried that it would affect me in a bad way.

"Thank you for your concern. I just switched off the live broadcast because the zombie was already killed. I will continue with the live broadcast after that. I hope everyone can continue to look forward to the next episode's damned live broadcast. Goodbye!"

I didn't pay attention to the amount of rewards I received today, but I knew that it was definitely a number that could make me jump in joy.

"How was it, did you get injured? The situation at that time was too dangerous, so I didn't have enough time to inform you."

When I opened WeChat, I found that Taoist Laoshan had actually sent me countless messages. I quickly replied to him in accordance with the last line.

"Thank you. I've already come out of the building. But what happened to the spell formation upstairs?"

I still wanted to inquire about the details, but Taoist Laoshan seemed to be very busy. He quickly said, "Next time, let's chat a bit more, then went offline." No matter how I asked, he just didn't answer.

In general, tonight's live broadcast was quite successful for me. After all, my ultimate quest was to earn money and it also gave Tang Rou the opportunity to face the ghosts.

Even though I was the one to get rid of the ghost, doing this sort of thing with me naturally allowed Tang Rou to obtain the merit she needed. This way, she wouldn't need to exhaust Tang Rou's lifespan too quickly.

"Let's go to my place and wash the things on our bodies. There's quite a bit of commotion tonight, so we really have to be careful."

Tang Rou stood up and looked into the distance. The already silent street. I originally wanted to refuse, but there were many things I didn't understand. I also wanted someone to talk to me, so I nodded my head and agreed.

When we got back to the car park, there were quite a few police cars there. To my surprise, I saw a familiar face, the middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic who had been at the outer part of the orphanage.

The other party was frowning and talking to the few people under his command. His expression was very grave.

Tang Rou and I didn't dare go near the car for fear of being found out. After all, that guy had warned me to never go do anything like a f * cking live broadcast again.

Tonight's live broadcast alarmed so many policemen. If they caught me interrogating them, it would definitely have an adverse effect on my following live broadcast, so under these circumstances, I could only quietly leave the area with Tang Rou. I caught a taxi and headed over to Tang Rou's place.

"Bro, did you fall into the fecal pit?"

As soon as I stepped into the taxi, the taxi driver opened all the windows and couldn't help but complain.

"I'm sorry! "Take this as your car wash fee."

Tang Rou handed over a few hundred dollar bills. The driver turned around and suddenly froze when he received the money. Then, he slowly parked the car by the side of the road.

"Isn't there enough money?" Tang Rou's tone was somewhat unhappy.

All I could do was lower my head and prepare to open the door and leave. Since I was young, I've had enough of other people's tinted glasses and insults.

"No, aren't you the two who were doing the live broadcast tonight? I remember you. Your chest and thighs are long. Isn't this Brother Ghost Face? But your face doesn't look that ugly. Did you put on makeup during the live broadcast? "

The driver turned around and said these words. Tang Rou and I looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

I didn't expect the two of us to be in such a mess of fire that even the driver of the night taxi would recognize us.

There was no other way. The two of us could only admit it.

"My luck is too good, I was watching your live broadcast just now. Tell me the truth, are those ghosts you met and that hairy thing you saw real or fake? Because of this, my wife and I started arguing, my wife said, these things were all made up by you guys to deceive people, but I think it's all real."

As the driver drove slowly, he would occasionally look back, spittle flying from his mouth.

"There are some things that if you believe them, it's true. If you don't, it's false."

To this person's question, I could only answer like this, because even now, I still felt that the things that happened during the past few live broadcasts were just like a dream. I didn't want to believe that all of this was real.

"Deliberately mystifying …" I know how to do this, but don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Ever since I watched your live broadcast, I've been driving at night and I'm a bit scared. I haven't even gotten out of the car yet to pee myself. "

Enduring the chattering from the driver, Tang Rou and I stopped one block away from his house.

I did this so that the driver wouldn't know about Tang Rou's place, so that he wouldn't spread the news of us living here, causing trouble in the future. After all, right now, the fans are all very zealous, so there's no reason for them to do anything strange.

The driver refused to give up and in the end, Tang Rou quietly threw the money onto the front passenger seat.

"Your face …"

Tang Rou stood under the street light and poked her cheek with her hand.