Chapter 001 Metaphysics Live Broadcast
"Yiqing, I have calculated that I don't have much time left."
On this day, Jiang Yiqing, who found an internship as a senior student and received his first month's salary, came to find his master, ready to tell him the good news, but he heard this.
Jiang Yiqing glanced at the old man in front of him. The old man had a white goatee and was vigorous. He couldn't help but have a little doubt on his face.
But the old man shouldn't be joking about such a thing, right?
Jiang Yiqing lowered his head, put down the rice and oil he bought, and muttered: "I told you not to eat steamed buns and salted vegetables all day long, right? You will shorten your life."
The master stroked his beard and smiled: "I'm over 80 years old, and I still have a short life?"
Jiang Yiqing glanced at him: "Many people live to be over 100 years old. You are still a cultivator, but you only live so little. It's shameful."
"I am cultivating Taoism, not cultivating immortality." The master could not help but retort, looking at Jiang Yiqing, sighing: "I have raised you to adulthood, and I have nothing to worry about, but there is one thing that has always been a knot in my heart."
Jiang Yiqing rubbed his sour nose: "If you want to eat meat, I will buy it for you."
Hearing this, the master swallowed suspiciously, and at the same time felt a little guilty: "Forget it, I will tell you about this in your dream."
Jiang Yiqing looked at the old man suspiciously, always feeling that he was weird, saying something in his dream instead of saying it back then.
However, thinking that the old man was not going to have much time left, Jiang Yiqing was a little depressed, and didn't say anything in the end, and cheered up to cook for the old man.
Jiang Yiqing has no parents. Not long after he was born, he was picked up by an old man who was already over 60 years old. The old man was not an ordinary old man, but the 17th generation descendant of Xuanmen.
Later, the old man saw that Jiang Yiqing had good bones, so he accepted him as the 18th generation descendant.
Later, Jiang Yiqing often wondered if the old man was too poor and liked to live in the mountains, which led to the fact that he had no disciples in his 60s.
When he said this idea, the old man's beard stood up in anger, which made Jiang Yiqing more certain of his guess.
Today, his life has improved, and it is rare to eat meat. After eating, the old man looked satisfied and wiped his mouth: "I am satisfied to eat the meat bought by my apprentice."
Jiang Yiqing had no appetite: "If you live a few more years, I will buy you better."
The old man smiled and said nothing. Matters of life and death, how can mortals control them?
——
Jiang Yiqing asked for leave and stayed in the mountains instead of going to work.
Seeing the old man who was still in good spirits every day, Jiang Yiqing even suspected that he was lying to him.
Until this morning, the old man did not wake up. Jiang Yiqing called him several times, and even pulled out a few of the old man's most precious beards, but the old man did not jump up to hit him.
Jiang Yiqing dealt with the old man's affairs in silence, and a small mound of earth appeared on the mountain.
That night, Jiang Yiqing did not leave, and still lay in the small shabby house on the mountain. He thought he would not be able to sleep, but he soon lost consciousness.
"Yiqing, Yiqing! Wake up, there is a fire!"
Jiang Yiqing opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the old man in front of him.
The old man's figure was a little transparent, more like a soul. Jiang Yiqing realized that he was in his dream.
Jiang Yiqing smiled and pretended to be disgusted: "Master, you always use this trick."
"Haha, it works." The old man touched his beard, looked at Jiang Yiqing who felt a little guilty, and put his hands behind his back: "Hey, I won't bother with you about pulling your beard."
Jiang Yiqing didn't relax after hearing this, but looked at his master suspiciously.
The old man coughed lightly and said: "Well... didn't the master have something to tell you?"
Jiang Yiqing felt that it was not a good thing, but still crossed his arms and waited for the next step.
"Didn't the master tell you that we are a group and have inherited the ancestor, but this inheritance also has a price." The old man's grimace was full of guilt.
When Jiang Yiqing heard this, he felt something was wrong and gave up for the time being: "You didn't tell me that at the beginning, don't expect me to do anything."
"Since you have accepted the inheritance, you have acquiesced." The old man touched his beard and coughed lightly: "Actually, it's not a big deal. Our first generation ancestors once vowed that one day they would pass on the teachings of the ancestor and make the ancestor have millions of believers. It's just that by my generation, I still haven't fulfilled this promise."
The old man sighed and wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but he had turned into a ghost and couldn't squeeze out any tears. He could only cover them up: "It's because I'm useless."
Jiang Yiqing didn't buy it at all, and touched his chin: "This is not that simple. I'll accept an apprentice when I'm sixty, and then I can send a message to him in my dreams after I die. It's a small matter."
Old man: "..."
"This... I'm afraid it's not possible." The old man hesitated, "The first generation ancestor swore to do it within five hundred years. Now... four hundred and ninety-eight years have passed, and there are only two years left."
Jiang Yiqing was almost laughing with anger. He lay down on the bed and started to complain, "The previous seventeen generations didn't do it, and I can't do it either. It doesn't matter. At most I can go and accompany you, Master. I'll meet that cheating ancestor in an instant."
"If you can't do it, it's not that serious." The old man thought for a while and comforted him, "The first ancestor was kind-hearted. If the descendants can't keep their promise, they will only be poor and destitute, with no money left."
Jiang Yiqing, who has been eating steamed buns for more than a decade: "!!!"
He now hates to hear the word "poor" the most!
The old man obviously didn't understand Jiang Yiqing's mind, and continued to say: "I have the protection of the ancestor. Although my physical body has been destroyed, my spirit is still there. If you have any problems, I will teach you a formula. Read it once and I will appear in your dream."
Then, before Jiang Yiqing could react, a formula appeared in his mind, and then he lost consciousness.
——In
the early morning, Jiang Yiqing sat up suddenly and patted his chest. What is left?... What a terrible dream! What
is more terrible than death is to live in poverty.
When Jiang Yiqing found the paper on the table with the location of the ancestral temple written on it, he had to painfully admit that it was not a dream at all!
Very good, I was a little sad because of the old man's departure, but now it is completely gone.
What's more, the old man also taught him a formula, which was more useful than making a phone call.
Jiang Yiqing sighed resignedly, rubbed his hair, and planned to go to the temple of the ancestor to take a look. Well... there is still a temple. If it is repaired on the basis, it should not be very difficult.
However, when Jiang Yiqing arrived at the direction indicated by the old man, he saw the dilapidated temple without even the roof. He slapped his head and realized the seriousness of the problem.
It seems that he has to make money as soon as possible.
It is obviously not enough for Jiang Yiqing to earn a few thousand yuan a month by working. He doesn't know when the temple can be repaired.
What's more, the ancestor also required that the money earned from inheritance must be used to repair the temple.
That night, Jiang Yiqing tossed and turned, and finally thought of a way - live fortune-telling!
After listening to him, the old man clapped his hands and praised, "You young people are smart. It was right to let you go to school."
Jiang Yiqing didn't want to talk. If the previous seventeen generations hadn't been so bad, would he be under so much pressure now?
The old man felt guilty, touched his nose, and floated away.
The next morning, after Jiang Yiqing woke up, he decisively left the mountain.
If you want to live broadcast, you obviously can't do it on the mountain. First of all, the signal is not good.
After leaving the mountain, Jiang Yiqing did not go back to the rental house immediately, but went to the nearby computer city.
If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. You have to buy a set of professional live broadcast equipment first.
After looking at the prices, Jiang Yiqing: "..."
In the end, he still bought the cheapest one. Just for this, his one-month internship salary and the old man's savings over the years have been almost all spent.
If the live broadcast is not successful, there is no need to face the punishment of the ancestor. He will starve to death first.
Time is tight, Jiang Yiqing just ate a bite at lunch, and studied for a long time. After installing the live broadcast equipment, he directly started broadcasting on the most popular Meow Meow Live Broadcasting Platform.
So, in a quiet corner, the Meow Meow Live Broadcasting Platform has a live broadcast room called "Metaphysical Fortune Telling".
——It
was almost time to get off work, and the bored working party simply opened the Meow Meow platform.
Soon someone discovered this live broadcast room called "Metaphysical Fortune Telling".
Out of curiosity, I clicked on this live broadcast room, and then I was shocked by the host's appearance.
It's nothing, this person is too good-looking, and it seems that he is not beautified!
Not many people clicked in out of curiosity, after all, it was Jiang Yiqing's first live broadcast, and he was really a newcomer.
There were a few more people in the live broadcast room, and Jiang Yiqing himself was a little surprised.
"Why isn't the host talking? Is she the one with the best looks?"
"Isn't the host so good-looking? I almost thought she was a celebrity, but what is metaphysical fortune-telling? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
After a few people finally came in, Jiang Yiqing naturally had to keep them and immediately explained, "I'm not mistaken. The host is the eighteenth-generation descendant of the Xuanmen. From today on, one divination will be given every day. The divination fee for the first three days is optional, and the fee for each divination thereafter is three thousand."
"Hiss... so expensive. Although the host is good-looking, no one
would take her as an scapegoat, right?" Jiang Yiqing was not angry when he saw this. He raised his eyebrows and joked, "I'm very accurate in fortune-telling. Don't regret it."
"Hahaha, the host is so cute, but three thousand is too expensive. I'm just watching for fun."
After that, he gave Jiang Yiqing a small flower.
Being bored, Jiang Yiqing simply started chatting with a few people in the live broadcast room. Seeing that no one wanted to tell fortunes, Jiang Yiqing was not surprised. He was about to end the live broadcast and continue tomorrow. Suddenly, a blinding special effect appeared in the live broadcast room.
Gong Changye: "Why does the anchor speak like a sissy? Can't he speak properly?"
Jiang Yiqing's face turned cold when he saw the sudden appearance of the uninvited guest.
Then, with the appearance of this Gong Changye, the number of people in the live broadcast room suddenly soared. Jiang Yiqing learned from the popular science of the first few people that this "Gong Changye" was one of the top anchors of the Miaomiao live broadcast platform.
This person thinks he is very manly. His daily live broadcast is active in the live broadcast rooms of various anchors he thinks are "sissy", and he makes various remarks similar to "real men".
In simple terms, he "really likes being a father to others." Even with such a person, there is a group of fans who support him, which makes "Master Gong" one of the leaders.
Because a group of people under him help him charge into the formation, some bullied small anchors can only swallow their anger.
An anchor that a girl in the live broadcast room likes has been troubled by Master Gong, and she was disgusted by what Master Gong did.
When she saw that this new anchor was going to be in trouble, she quickly reminded him.
"Anchor, you should get off the air first. These people are unreasonable."
Although it is useless for the anchor to get off the air, these people will still cause trouble later, but it is better to hide for a while.
Master Gong: "Tsk tsk, a child who hasn't been weaned should go home and ask your mother for milk, hahaha..."
"You're so scared, it's really embarrassing for us men."
"How does this boy look like a man? He might be a woman pretending to be a woman, hahaha..."
Jiang Yiqing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who said I'm going to go off the air? Look carefully, I'm a fortune teller, you're so active, do you want to ask me for a fortune teller?"
Master Gong found it even more interesting to see that this little anchor was not scared, it seemed like there was going to be fun today.
But after hearing what Jiang Yiqing said, Master Gong was unhappy: "Who xx asked you to tell your fortune?"
"Tsk tsk, you wouldn't dare, would you?" Jiang Yiqing smiled and said slowly: "Hey, you're so scared, it's really embarrassing for us men."
Treat someone the way he treats you.
Passersby who were reluctant to watch the show were shocked when they saw this: This anchor is awesome!
In this case, they will not quit and continue watching.
Jiang Yiqing looked at the number of people in the live broadcast room that was rising instantly, and his smile became even bigger. He had to grab this wealth.