Live Stream Fortune-Telling: Inheriting a Joss Stick Shop at the Start

Ji Yu, a great witch from ancient times, foretold the decline of a dynasty's fortune, suffered a backlash, and perished. She reawakened, transmigrated into the body of a young girl who had drow...

Chapter 291: Bad Feng Shui

"Mr. Wang is still not as extreme as his father."

So should we praise that rich bachelor?

[I'm just bragging, I hate people who favor boys over girls the most in my life. That aunt from Xuanmen did something really satisfying.]

[You ordered it. Since you want a son, then I will make sure your Wang family will never give birth to a son.]

The pregnant woman sat on the sofa somewhat at a loss. She didn't know why things suddenly turned out like this.

At first she just wanted to know why she and her husband couldn't have a son, so how did she end up being involved in murder?

The phone next to her vibrated and she picked it up subconsciously. It was her husband calling.

"Hurry up and hang up the video. What are you still standing there for?"

"Oh, okay, okay."

The next second, the two screens in the live broadcast room returned to being one.

[Eh? Someone ran away?]

[Anyway, I called the police, and when they asked me where I was from, I remembered my sister hadn't told me. Sob, sob, sob, and then the police yelled at me.]

[We were just trying to scare him, but you actually reported it?]

[What? You didn't call the police?]

[You don't know anything about this. You immediately tell the police that someone killed multiple baby girls. When asked about further information, you say you know nothing. Do you think the police will believe you? Some people in the livestream should stop causing trouble. There's no need for so many people to call the police at once. Sister Ji Yu will handle it.]

"Yeah, next time I'll call the police."

[Sister Ji Yu, so will those two get divorced? ]

Ji Yu shook her head: "No, if what I said is correct, those two should continue to have children, and then raise a lot of them, so they can form a women's football team."

[No way, someone in this family killed someone, yet they don't even want to divorce. What if her father-in-law suddenly has a brain attack and kills all those granddaughters?]

[The police have been called, and the man is in jail. How can they kill someone?]

As the saying goes, like father, like son. I'm a man of that character. I don't think my son can get far. If I don't kill him now, I'll definitely do it to my daughters who are already born.

[I don't understand why it's necessary to give birth to a son. A girl can also inherit the family property.]

[Exactly, my best friend is an only child, and everything in the house belongs to her.]

[As an only child, there's nothing you can do. Haha, imagine if your best friend's parents had a son, would they still leave all their property to her?]

[Romantic Sauce: My friend's family has a son and a daughter, and the company was eventually given to the daughter. The main idea is whoever has the ability gets the job. What era is this? Some people are still clinging to old ways. If you ask me, a family like the Wang family will go bankrupt sooner or later.]

"This friend called 'Romantic Sauce' is right. The Wang family will go bankrupt soon."

【Oh, so cool.】

【Retribution, it's all retribution.】

[I wish all families who favor boys over girls in the world will be unhappy no matter what they do.]

When the live broadcast room was full of anger, Ji Yu also reported the specific situation to the local public security bureau and began to calculate the second hexagram of the night.

"Oh, I already said it doesn't count, what's the point of counting it? It's two thousand yuan, hey, why are you still fighting for it? It's such a waste of money."

【!!! 】

As soon as the connection was established, the viewers in the live broadcast room became excited when they heard these words.

[Okay, okay, that doesn't count. Let's go to the next one.]

[Oh, you are a good man, please give this fortune-telling opportunity to us young people.]

"Tui, are you ashamed of what you said? You let an old man tell you, a young man with healthy limbs, what's more, I got this fortune, not my grandfather."

The person who spoke was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. After he finished responding to the barrage of comments, he bared his teeth and looked at Ji Yu happily.

"Sister Ji Yu, my name is He Dong."

"Hello, Ho Tung."

"Hehe." When Ji Yu called his name, he scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, which made the viewers in the live broadcast room very angry.

[Hurry up, if you have to fart, let it out! Can't you see there are two more hexagrams waiting for me?]

"What's waiting may not be yours."

He Dong retorted again, then he pulled his grandfather over with a relieved look and said, "Grandpa, please tell me quickly, what if it's because our family's feng shui is bad?"

"You're wasting money."

"Oh, I earn it myself. I make a lot every month. I can afford to pay 2,000 yuan."

The old man remained silent, his whole body awkward, muttering, "If you have this free time, you might as well buy some more food and clothes for yourself."

[Does it count? ]

"Grandpa, Sister Ji Yu's connection is hard to get. If you don't count, then I will count what I'll eat for dinner."

Seeing that his grandson was about to ask this, the old man hurriedly pulled him back and said, "Hey, why don't you ask me what you want to eat tonight? It's such a waste to ask her."

[What a waste, what a waste, why not give this hexagram to me.]

He Dong faced the old man and asked, "Do you agree? If not, I'll figure out what to eat tonight."

"Just do the math, you young people don't understand what saving is these days."

Seeing that his grandfather finally gave in, He Dong looked at Ji Yu with an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm so sorry, Sister Ji Yu, for wasting your time."

"No problem."

The viewers in the live broadcast room saw the old man stand up with his hands behind his back, and He Dong followed closely with his mobile phone in hand.

The old man emerged from the courtyard, pointed to a lake in front of the gate, circled an area with his hand, and spoke with an accent, "See? Right there? Every now and then, someone's car falls into the water. I'm constantly going there to rescue them, leaving me no time for a stroll. My grandson thinks it's a feng shui issue. Oh, how could this be a feng shui issue? He's becoming more and more feudalistic than an old man like me."

The viewers in the live broadcast room could barely see the specific appearance with the help of the dim street lights installed in the village.

The middle of the lake is relatively narrow, so a long bridge was built across it. Perhaps due to insufficient funds, there were no guardrails at both ends of the bridge, and the end was a narrow and sharp bend. The place where the old man pointed to fell into the water was exactly that sharp bend.

[I was silent for a while, and the next person will speak.]

[I'm also a little silent. Let the next person speak.]

【I am the next person, so I will speak next. 】

I agree with the old man. His grandson might just be a complete feudalist. This has nothing to do with feng shui. It's clearly a problem with the road's construction. It's so narrow, so steep, and there's no guardrail. Anyone would drive into the water.