While the two horse racing girls were crossing the line, a large amount of black mist emerged from Fumio Nakano's mobile phone.

The thick black fog forms the shape of a person, and the specific appearance cannot be seen clearly, giving people a hideous and terrifying impression.

As soon as he saw that face, Fumio Nakano suddenly remembered the resentful spirit he had seen before.

Although I can't remember my appearance, Fumio Nakano felt that the resentful spirit was the one I saw now.

In an instant, in Fumio Nakano's living room, the resentful spirit occupied almost all the space. It expanded rapidly, and the sharp claws made of black fog tried to tear Xu Lun and others apart.

"really."

Xu Lun looked at the screen of his phone.

Chun Wulala outperformed [Silent Ghost] with a small gap, showing a surprise smile, waved back to the audience, and accepted their cheers.

Yes.

If there is only the resentment of horse racing, this weirdness will not be enough to spread in the Internet or in the game.

The essence of this [silent ghost] is a strange combination of human resentment towards these horse racing horses.

Heguo is a country with a long history of horse racing and gambling industry. Even serious horse racing competitions will be marked with odds. According to the odds ranking, the winning situation will be announced after the competition is over. It can be said that it is an open national gambling.

Many people regard horse racing with Chinese people, just like gambling games like Bo Qingge. In the impression of many older people, only drunk drunks and homeless tramps will go to the racecourse to watch the racetrack.

It was not until the Heguo reorganized the horse racing industry and set up various formal high-bounty competitions, and it was accompanied by the popularity of several powerful horse racing horses that year and entered the mainstream vision that regular horse racing became taller and more advanced.

Although now, the horse racing in Heguo still has a strong gambling atmosphere, it has attracted many ordinary people to come and watch the competition. Many people just buy a little bit as an entertainment event, just like spending money to try in a casino.

Some people say that horse racing is the origin of the earliest modern idol culture in China. Those horse racing racing on the field are idols, and in fact they are similar, otherwise there would be no game plans.

It is precisely because of this enthusiasm that human obsession affects these creatures.

The regret that horses cannot run is even stronger and more distorted is the will of human beings.

Xu Lun couldn't tell who started it, it might be the death of an uncle who likes to bet on horses, the accident of a horse racing trainer, or the sudden death of an otaku who simply contacted the industry through games, or even an irrelevant person who watched the game broadcast on TV before his death.

Resentment is like a detonated explosive barrel, becoming a huge resentment spirit, burying into the Internet, and because the thoughts of the audience and netizens continue to grow, they become their current existence.

If you ignore it, perhaps one day, this [Silent Ghost] will gain a powerful entity and destroy it in a certain game.

Fortunately, I met Xu Lun.

Whoosh-

Almost in an instant, Xu Lun's hell thorns entangled the body of the resentful spirit.

The vain, seemingly unrealized black fog, firmly tied up the resentful spirit in the dark, smooth, and thick hell thorns. In contrast, this resentful spirit is like a harmless kitten for humans and animals.

Fumio Nakano looked at the tentacles stretched out from Xu Lun's body, his eyes straightened and he almost fainted.

What’s even more interesting is that since the virtual anchor’s actions and expressions are all captured by the real person in the camera, at this time, the camera captured the hell thorns that were constantly waving.

Perhaps because of the emergence of the vengeful spirit, there was also a problem with the collection software.

As a result, the movements of the virtual anchor Kirisu Siye became very ghostly, and the whole model was twisted, like an indescribable monster. If the audience who came to the live broadcast room for the first time, they might think that this was the live broadcast room of the host.

“!!!”

The resentful spirit roared, and the howl was like a collection of many resentments, like the murmurs of the evil god, layer by layer, and in an instant, countless words entered people's ears.

Before Nakano Fumino could listen carefully to these murmurs, he felt a split headache, rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fainted with convulsions and trembling.

Shiyu Nakano frowned slightly at this. She pulled out a talisman woven from the sleeve of the witch's suit and placed it at the center of Fumio Nakano's eyebrows to calm her mind.

At the same time, Xu Lun's tentacles exerted force.

Tear-

The resentful spirit was divided into two, and then it was torn apart by the hell thorns at a speed that the naked eye could not capture. In just a blink of an eye, the huge resentful spirit that was enough to occupy the entire room disappeared, leaving only a spiritual core with a red light all over, which was tightly grasped among the hell thorns.

The daily life of the evil god is so simple and boring.

During the battle, perhaps the network was under too high load. When the resentful spirit was eliminated, Fumio Nakano's computer also went down.

The live broadcast room was naturally cut off.

So, audiences like Junichi Shitani saw that after the game ended, a black shadow emerged from the [Silent Ghost]. Then, Kirisu Shiye's model began to turn into a ghost monster like an evil god. Finally, the live broadcast ended with a heart-pounding scream.

“???”

Jun Shitani was confused.

The one just now probably won’t have any effect on the show, right?

Did the resentful spirit really appear?

He hurriedly took out his phone and opened Twitter to check the situation.

At this time, under the last post of Kirisu Siye's broadcast, there were already thousands of messages.

When [Silent Ghost] appeared and the virtual image of the live broadcast room was distorted, the number of people online in the live broadcast room had already exceeded 15,000, becoming the number one in the virtual anchor channel at that time.

So a large number of people were pouring in. After that surprising scene, everyone followed Kirisu Shiye's personal information and found Twitter.

[The anchor will not be really attacked by the vengeful spirit, right?]

[With a spirit-removing master here, should there be no problem?]

[But that leather case has been twisted like that, is it really okay?]

[Or we should help call the police, uh, or find a spiritual elimination master?]

[Siye Jiang, come on, you will always be my wife!]

[I checked it and found that the evaluation of this spirit-destroying master named Xu Lun on the APP is hard to describe. Although the resolution rate on the day of commissioning was 100%, the positive reviews were only 50%. There were almost no examples of secondary door-to-door services. It was a big problem.]

[Would we help call the police?]

【But no one knows where Kirisu Siye lives?】

[Perhaps we can find this spiritual extermination master named Xu Lun.]

Just as there were more and more replies on Twitter, Junichi Shitani saw that Kirisu Shiba's Twitter was updated.

[Tungsui Siye: Master Xu Lun has solved the problem, please rest assured.]

Such a plain sentence.
Chapter completed!