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Chapter eight hundred and ninetieth, please enter the urn(1/2)

"I'm feeling... you have a daughter who is very rebellious..."

On the stage, Tomis Zhu stared at the lady in front of him: "She made friends she shouldn't have made and did things she shouldn't do..."

"Yes Yes."

The lady nodded repeatedly.

"But don't worry..." Tomis Zhu said in an infectious voice: "Your daughter will find her way back, because in her heart, the one she loves most is her mother..."

"thanks, thanks."

The lady burst into tears and hugged Tomis Zhu hard.

"Okay then, according to the rules, please come into this box."

Tomis Zhu's assistant pushed a box.

This is also a rule, a magic trick.

In the words of Tomis Zhu, every time he finishes sensing, the person being sensed will enter this magical box, stay inside for a minute, feel the aura of the box, and then all their wishes will come true.

Everyone in the audience knows that this is just a gimmick.

A magic gimmick.

The lady obediently got into the box, and Tomis Zhu's assistant closed the box and locked it.

"The time has come to witness the miracle."

Tomis Zhu Binwen:

"Now, let us bless this lady together and count down in one minute!"

He retreated behind the box, completely covering himself.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Then, Tomis Zhu’s voice sounded from behind the box:

"Countdown, count with me, ten...nine..."

"Eight...seven..."

The entire audience cooperated with him in counting.

"...two...one!"

After the last count, a cloud of smoke suddenly rose from the stage.

Tomis Zhu stepped out from behind the box and opened it.

Inside, there was no one.

"Everyone, please look!"

In fact, Tomis Zhu didn't need to say that every audience member had already turned their head towards the door at this time.

The lady, like everyone before, appeared at the door!

Thunderous applause!

Everyone is happy to see the miraculous spiritism and the transformation into a living person that even though they have seen it many times, they never tire of it.

Wu Sibao finally witnessed the magic of Tomis Zhu with his own eyes.

His psychic skills can accurately predict what will be found on a certain person without any mistakes.

He didn't know how Tomis Zhu did it, but this man was really capable.

He also saw hope.

"So, this is the last channeling tonight."

Tomis Zhu's voice sounded again: "Let me feel for the last time...you...ah, you just lost your beloved dog at home, you don't need me to channel it..."

A fat man in the front row immediately shouted: "But that is my most beloved dog."

There was a burst of laughter.

Tomis Zhu ignored him at all: "You...your child just ran away from home to get angry with you and will come back soon...Who else is there? Ah, I feel it...your surname is Wu? Wu

?Wu? Yes, my surname is Wu...you love your wife...but why can't I capture the image of your wife?"

Wu Sibao suddenly became nervous.

A person who has witnessed miraculous scenes constantly appearing with his own eyes will become nervous when such things happen to him.

"You are a very powerful person in Shanghai..." Tomis Zhu's voice still sounded there: "But why can't you be with your wife... It's strange, I can't feel it anymore... Ah, is there anything here?

This person?"

"have!"

Wu Sibao raised his hand: "It's me!"

"Is that you? Sir, please come to the stage."

"Fourth Master."

Xu Fuzai whispered: "I'll go up with you."

"No need."

Wu Sibao stood up: "I have a gun on me. If you see anything wrong, shoot immediately!"

He walked to the stage step by step: "Tell me, where is my wife now?"

"Please take your time, sir."

Tomis Zhu raised his hand, as if he was sensing something: "But I really can't sense it... Sir, I need your help."

"How can I help?"

"Please look into my eyes."

Wu Sibao met his eyes.

Tomis Zhu asked: "Your surname is Wu?"

"Yes."

"Now, I need you to get rid of all the distracting thoughts in your head and concentrate on imagining the scene when you are alone with your wife."

Wu Sibao really did this.

Tomis Zhu stared at him unblinkingly, and at the same time, his voice became low, so low that only Wu Sibao and him could hear:

"You and your wife are together...no one disturbs you...the surroundings are empty, the lights begin to dim slowly...the troubles disappear, there is only happiness...you lie on the recliner, holding your wife's hand

...The recliner is shaking gently, you are tired...Fortunately, your wife has been by your side...You fell asleep...Do you feel it?"

"I...feel it." Wu Sibao said blankly.

Thomas Zhu came back to the loudspeaker: "He feels that his wife is about to return to him... Let me focus more, please don't applaud."

His assistant pushed the wooden box again.

"This time, I think we'll need a little longer, two minutes."

Upon hearing this, Xu Fuzai stood up immediately.

Tomis Zhu immediately leaned into Wu Sibao's ear and whispered: "Stop him!"

Wu Sibao waved his hand and asked his men to sit down.

Xu Fuzai hesitated for a moment and then sat down.

"You will meet your wife again, sir."

Tomis Zhu made an inviting gesture:

"please!"

Wu Sibao walked into the box very obediently.

The door of the box was closed.

"I demand absolute silence. No sound can be made within two minutes!"

Tomis Zhu said with a very wink:

"This is about a couple!"

Sure enough, all the sounds disappeared.

Just like before, Tomis Zhu dodged behind the box again.

Everyone knows what will happen soon.

But everyone is expecting something different to happen.

A minute passed...

Another minute passed...
To be continued...
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