Let me first talk about it. Mahjong is also called Sparrow in Japan, and it is a very popular chess and card game.

But no matter how popular it is, is it a bit too much to play mahjong when you die?

It’s not too much, it’s not too much, as long as it’s a young lady playing mahjong, it’s not too much.

Looking into the bedroom from Taro Nishiki, there was nothing in the bedroom, and Naohito Takagi seemed to be talking to the air.

‘This is quite similar to the spirit master.’

Taro Nishiki sneered. He had also seen several spiritual masters, all of whom were fakes who cheated money. He himself did not believe that there were ghosts in this world.

Look, there are no ghosts, they are all lies.

But at this time, Takagi Naohito turned his head and smiled, saying something that made Taro Nishiki feel cold.

"Mr. Ximu, I thought you only provoked one, but I didn't expect you provoked four. You are really awesome."

“Four?”

Taro Nishiki was confused and had to say with a stingy head according to the contents of the script.

"Where are the four I encountered? The only one in the sewer."

"It's starting again." The young office worker who was playing mahjong didn't even look at Taro Nishiki, but stared at the cards and said, "This kid is starting to lie again."

"Yes, bring the old man here from the grave, cough cough." The old man, who couldn't even break his eyes, coughed twice.

"The focus of our attention shouldn't be that handsome guy can see us?" The single-pony girl held her chin with her hands and looked at Takagi Naohito with some silly eyes.

There is no way, people are so angry that they are more angry. Other ghosts are not as handsome as Takagi Naohito.

"What else can that kid do besides cheating people and start a live broadcast?" The uncle holding a cigarette touched a card, then slapped the table excitedly and said, "It's so bad!"

"Why are you rude again?" The office worker couldn't help but wail.

"No one can stop the card shipment."

The uncle smiled, not to mention how happy it was, which made a gust of wind blow across the room.

Takagi Naohito turned his head and said, "Can you be quiet? I'm talking to the client."

"That... there are really four?"

Taro Nishiki doesn't believe that there are ghosts, but Takagi's shout made him not know how to respond. After all, his identity is now a victim of being harassed by supernatural phenomena. How could he say he doesn't believe it?

But Takagi Shangren already knew everything.

Live broadcast, a liar, is not talking about his own words, it can only be talking about Taro Siki.

It's really troublesome. What he doesn't want to encounter the least is this. As a result, he still encounters it. If you encounter it, you will encounter it sooner or later.

Next is the moment to show off your acting skills.

The two drama actors, Naohito Takagi and Taro Nishiki, have begun to perform.

"Well, four, are playing mahjong now." Takagi Naohito replied with a smile: "You are so unlucky."

"There are four!" Taro Nishiki took a step back and pretended to be frightened and said, "Oh my God, when did I mess with them?"

"I'll ask for you."

Takagi Naohito looked at the four ghosts, and the four ghosts also came to Takagi Naohito. They moved around, trying to see if Takagi Naohito could really see him, instead of telling the four lies by chance.

The office ghost even said in front of Takagi Naohito.

"You big fool!"

Then, when Takagi Naohito deliberately turned around and looked at the ghost of the single ponytail, he slapped the blade on the office worker's ghost.

"Damn!"

Because the attention was not on the knife, the office ghost was caught by the blade and hid next to him. At this time, the office ghost had confirmed that Takagi Naohito could see him.

And it's quite stingy.

"Hello, Miss."

But Takagi Naohito ignored him and stretched out his hand to the single ponytail lady very gentlemanly.

"You are so beautiful, where are you from?"

The single ponytail girl was still not sure that Takagi Naohito could see her. She moved her head left and right, but Takagi Naohito was still looking at her. Now she was sure.

"Hello, this is the first time I have seen a human who can see ghosts. Just call me Xiaolan."

The two of them held their hands together, and for young people, it was nothing to hold a hand.

But this move not only puzzled Taro Nishiki, but also puzzled the live broadcast audience. Is this person so deeply involved? Can he shake hands with the air?

"I am from XX Cemetery, and the man over there brought it back accidentally when he went to the cemetery to have a live broadcast."

"Huh? Are there ghosts in the cemetery? I've never seen them before."

Takagi Naohito had been to the cemetery before and had never seen a ghost. It's really sad that he was so sad. Could it be that his luck was getting worse and worse?

When Taro Nishiki heard about the 'cemetery', he also remembered it.

More than a month ago, he did live broadcasts in the cemetery, but now Takagi Naohito mentioned the cemetery?

Could it be that... I was stalked?

It’s impossible that there is a ghost, that’s too scary.

"So too." The office worker also raised his hand and said, "It's true, I'm not at ease even if I die."

"There are so me. I just lie down and I was disturbed."

"I'm the same as them."

The smoking uncle spat out a mouthful of smoke and clouds, and said, "I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who can see ghosts. Boy, what are your name?"

However, Takagi Naohito ignored the other three and just asked Taro Nishiki.

"Mr. Ximu, you went to the cemetery to have a live broadcast. They came with you at that time."

Taro Nishiki swallowed.

It's over, even know about the live broadcast?

"What are you talking about? I'm just an ordinary office worker."

Taro Nishiki was still pretending to wave his hand to deny it, but Naohito Takagi said calmly: "It's live broadcasting now."

“…”

The other party hesitated for a while before nodding, "Yes."

"Switch off the live broadcast, you're really getting into trouble, no matter whether you believe me or not."

Takagi Shangren didn't want to say anything more. If Taro Nishiki didn't turn off the live broadcast, the next work of elimination would be impossible. Those three men were fine, but Xiaolan...

You can't live broadcast to save ghosts.

Taro Nishiki was struggling for a long time, and he didn't say anything without stopping comments in the live broadcast room.

But the four ghosts in the room couldn't wait. A few gusts of cold wind blew, all the cameras that were still operating stopped operating, and all the doors were closed.

The room suddenly became dark, and the faint sound echoed in the room. Undoubtedly, this scene made Taro Nishiki feel full of fear. He squatted down and shivered with his hands in his head.

"I'm off, I'm off the live broadcast. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lie to you. I'm just doing funny live broadcasts. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Takagi Naohito was not affected at all. He could see that these four ghosts were just around Taro Nishiki to scare him.

The bloody pattern on the wall should be the graffiti when they were bored, and the filth in the bathtub was left by the ghost using the bathtub.

But one thing is that if they are disturbed, they won't be in a good mood.
Chapter completed!