An Rugu: [It's not that I don't want to sign, but it's not good for you if I sign this contract.]
Manager Liu: “???”
He blinked, thinking he had seen it wrong, otherwise how could he see the other person saying such strange things?
There are countless contracted and uncontracted anchors on the Shark platform. The platform staff cannot manage tens of thousands of anchors, so the platform adopts a union system like other live broadcast platforms.
The HK Union behind Manager Liu is the largest union on the platform. As long as you sign a contract with them, the union will give you a lot of traffic, and the union will also take a lot of money. It is obviously a win-win situation, how come it has no benefits?
Manager Liu thought for a moment and replied with some concern: [Did someone from another guild contact you? Don't rush to agree to others. I can guarantee that the treatment those guilds can give you will definitely not be as good as ours.]
An Rugu: [It is true that other unions have approached me, but I have not agreed yet. The main reason is that if I reveal the secrets of the heavens when I tell fortunes, I will be retaliated against. The fortune-telling money itself is full of cause and effect. I can resolve it, but you can't.]
Manager Liu: “…”
Manager Liu: [Are you kidding me? There is such a weird rule? I haven't heard of other metaphysics live broadcast rooms having such rules? ]
Manager Liu didn't know the details of the metaphysical world.
It was not until the country relaxed some of its control over the metaphysical community that metaphysical live broadcasts were put on mainstream platforms, but they were always tepid and had very low popularity. It was not until the explosive popularity of An Rugu that Manager Liu and others carefully turned their attention to metaphysical live broadcasts.
Manager Liu opened the folder next to him and searched for information. He found a few pieces of information about metaphysics anchors at the bottom and sent them to An Rugu. He replied: [Look, all these metaphysics anchors have signed contracts with us. They are all C-level contracts. How come nothing happened? ]
The IDs of these metaphysical anchors: "Mingxin Guanjiang Daochang", "Jianghu Baixiaosheng", "Shensuanzi"...
Manager Liu specifically revealed that their treatment was not as good as An Rugu's, implying that An Rugu should stop making excuses. Even if she did, she should make some decent excuses.
An Rugu opened the profile picture, took a look at their faces, and replied calmly: [These people can't even see the secrets of heaven, so how can they leak the secrets and cause backlash? ]
Manager Liu was very surprised: [You mean... they are all scammers? ]
An Rugu: [They haven't even entered the door. At best, they are just metaphysics enthusiasts. ]
Manager Liu was horrified and, wanting to find out what was going on, he opened the live broadcast room of one of the fortune tellers who was also telling people's fortunes.
The fortune teller looked to be in his forties, with a kind face. He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a beard, giving him a somewhat immortal-like temperament.
A lady connected to the fortune teller and cried, "Master, my husband cheated on me. He even secretly brought his mistress to my house to meet my parents-in-law. It's so disgusting. Can you help me calculate when they will die?"
The fortune teller paused, and quickly comforted her, "Oh, young lady, please calm down first and don't be angry. Being angry hurts your body, and won't that make your enemies happy?"
After the lady calmed down, the fortune teller said, "You don't need to curse others, because they won't have a good life. Believe me, your husband and that mistress will not last long."
"Oh, right, you should protect your own interests by not sitting still. Get the evidence of their cheating first and try your best to get as much property as possible. That way, you will have an easier time in the future, right?"
Afterwards, the fortune teller used his friendly tone and good words to make the lady smile, and she gave him the fortune telling fee with satisfaction, and then hung up the phone. It is estimated that she was preparing to collect evidence of infidelity and looking forward to the scene of the breakup of the relationship between her husband and the mistress.
Manager Liu, who was as shrewd as a human being, gradually figured out why the relationship between the cheating man and the mistress did not last long. If he thought about it, he knew the reason - there is only one cheating and countless times. Once it happens for the first time, it is difficult to resist afterwards.
This fortune teller is more like a psychotherapist rather than a metaphysicist.
Manager Liu believed An Rugu's words to the point of 80%, and quickly tapped the keyboard to ask An Rugu: [They can't tell fortunes, but they still tell people's fortunes. Isn't this fooling people? Will there be any accidents? ]
He was a little worried that something might go wrong and affect the image of the union.
An Rugu replied: [I looked at their faces and they knew their limits and had never harmed anyone.]
If they can be enlightened, they will take the job and give the other party a spiritual spa. If it is beyond their ability, they will make excuses to postpone it, saying that they have something to do today or that the other party is not the right one.
In fact, some people only need a little positive psychological hint to live a good life, so these people even have a little merit.
Manager Liu was amazed and amazed. After a long time, he slapped his forehead and realized that he came to win over An Rugu, so how could he be led by the other party to watch other anchors?
Manager Liu quickly came back to his senses, thinking of the backlash An Rugu had mentioned before, and compared to before, he felt a little scared. He had done some research before recruiting the other party. An Rugu's live broadcast room was very different from these metaphysical live broadcast rooms. She could calculate everything that could be calculated and couldn't be calculated. Sometimes she helped people catch scammers, and sometimes she helped people avoid car accidents. If there really was a secret in this world, it would have been leaked out.
There won't really be backlash!
His hands paused on the keyboard, feeling conflicted and not knowing what to do.
But at this moment, the other party took the initiative to send a message: [Is your profile picture your photo? ]
Manager Liu replied blankly: [Yes, it is my photo, what's wrong? ]
According to the requirements, all guild staff members have to set the photo as their avatar.
After a while, he felt happy. Could it be that An Rugu thought he looked reliable and decided to join their guild?
However, when he saw the message sent by An Rugu, he almost fell off his chair, as if he had been struck by lightning.
An Rugu: [If you believe me, go to the hospital as soon as possible. ]
Manager Liu: “???”
Manager Liu: [What? What's wrong with me?]
An Rugu: [Your Bazi has a strong fire element, which is like a wood element that is about to burn itself, which means that the wood element is sick. Yi wood represents the liver, which means that there is something wrong with your liver.]
Manager Liu: “!!!”
An Rugu saw that Manager Liu replied to a few sentences and then said goodbye and left in a hurry, thinking that he was going to the hospital, so she opened the background of the live broadcast platform and took a look at the private message.
Most of the private messages were olive branches extended to her by various unions, and many union managers introduced her to the various welfare policies of the unions.
An Rugu had no interest in joining the guild, and she had no intention of signing a contract with the union from the beginning to the end. The contract was a guarantee and a channel for advancement for other anchors, but it was a constraint for her.
——She was ready to be a free person.
However, she did not close the private message directly, but carefully read the benefits given to her by the union. She has a little reading habit and likes to read as much text as possible.
After reading it, she got inspiration.
The union mentioned that anchors should create their own private accounts on major platforms, post their own videos at appropriate times, and drive traffic to their live broadcast rooms.
An Rugu thought about it and felt that it made sense. The Shark platform was a live broadcast software that specialized in live broadcasting. Apart from the convenience of live broadcasting, other functions were very poor. It was quite troublesome for her to send a notification to her fans.
She then opened Weibo and registered an account with the same name as the Shark platform - "向日流云", and then submitted the authentication information.
After review, this account becomes a certified account.
An Rugu considered his words for a while, and sent the first microblog: [Welcome to the Sunrise Cloud V: Nancheng Chuyun Temple launched the first product, the Big Five Emperors Coins. The Five Emperors Coins are a Feng Shui artifact, divided into the Big Five Emperors Coins and the Small Five Emperors Coins. The order of the Big Five Emperors Coins is: Qin Banliang, Han Wuzhu, Kaiyuan Tongbao, Song Yuan Tongbao, Yongle Tongbao. The Big Five Emperors Coins can drive away evil spirits, block evil spirits, prevent villains, and bring wealth. Those who are interested can come to Nancheng Chuyun Temple to buy them. 】＊
Then, at the end of the Weibo post, a detailed picture of the Five Emperors' Coins was posted. The Five Emperors' Coins in the picture are simple in appearance, with rust all over, and look quite ancient.
The content she posted was not cute and the tone was very official, but it still attracted dozens of viewers from the live broadcast platform and other places.
[Hey guys, look what I caught, a wild anchor. ]
[This is a verified account, it doesn't look fake, great, the anchor finally opened a Weibo account. ]
[Haha, the anchor has time to post ads but no time to broadcast live, so he is just slacking off. ]
[From Ancheng police's Weibo, she is called a fortune teller. ]
[She is more than just a fortune teller. You will know if you watch the host's live broadcasts more often. She can not only tell fortunes, make magic tools, but also read feng shui. I think she is not far from becoming an immortal.]
[Hahahaha, but the host hasn't become a fairy yet, but she already has a fairy-like beauty. ]
Some people on Weibo praised An Rugu, some were skeptical, and some were envious of his miraculous fortune-telling ability and wanted to become his apprentice.
An Rugu ignored these comments. She had just seen her master off and had no intention of taking in a disciple for the time being.
At this moment, her phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number. As soon as she answered it, she heard a familiar crying voice: "Master, I have discussed it with my parents."
An Rugu suddenly realized that it was Xiao Juju, the third person from the last live broadcast.
After returning to his hometown in the countryside, Xiao Juju mistakenly filled in the waterway, disrupting the Feng Shui, causing an imbalance in the energy of the ancestral home and the backyard tomb. Yin and Yang are incompatible, and if not handled properly, it will cause great harm to both parties.
An Rugu: "What are you going to do?"
Xiao Juju sighed, "We dare not move the tomb. We want to move the house, but our homestead is right there. It is really difficult to move the ancestral house."
After Xiao Juju left the live broadcast room, he told his parents about the incident. His parents were very receptive to this matter. After hearing about An Rugu's fortune-telling skills, they knew that they had met a master, so they went home to deal with the matter immediately.
But after discussing it, we found that things were not going well.
Their homestead is there, and the house can only be built in the center. If it is built somewhere else, it will be close to the road, affecting traffic, and even if the house is built, it will be demolished.
An Rugu thought for a moment and said, "Then just move the graves. Don't be afraid. Since they didn't choose to hurt you, it means they have no ill will towards you. The Feng Shui of your house is already so bad, they probably don't want to live there."
Xiao Juju nodded repeatedly: "Okay, but Master, where should we move this tomb?"
He thought of how An Rugu had seen through their family's Feng Shui situation, and he wanted to make amends: "Master, is there any good Feng Shui situation here? Can we move the grave there? I have some money saved, I can transfer it all to you as a reward!"
An Rugu was a little surprised. This young man was really kind to spend so much money on someone who had nothing to do with him.
However, An Rugu did not agree, but said: "Don't bother so much, the village committee in most rural areas will deal with wild graves. Do you have a cemetery there?"
Xiao Ju Ju's parents had been listening, and nodded quickly when they heard this: "I think there was."
"Let me think about it. It seems to have been built ten years ago. Many elderly people in the village are buried there. It's about three or four kilometers away from our home."
An Rugu then said, "The feng shui of cemeteries is usually very particular, and they will invite professionals to take a look, so the feng shui of your cemetery should not be too bad. You can discuss with the village committee and move the wild graves there."
Xiao Juju paused, a little worried that the Feng Shui of the cemetery would be accidentally destroyed like the Feng Shui of his own home, making the tomb owner in the backyard unhappy, so he asked: "Master, I am a little worried, can you help me check the Feng Shui of the cemetery?"
"Of course I can." An Rugu changed the subject: "But it's too far for me to get to your place. It takes me half a day to take the train. Let's have a video call, and I can help you check the Feng Shui remotely."
At this point, An Rugu felt a little emotional. If it were in the ancient times when even maps were unclear, Feng Shui masters would have to go there. Modern technology has not only changed the lives of ordinary people, but also the lives of Taoists.
Xiao Juju immediately agreed and drove to the village cemetery with his parents.
An Rugu watched very carefully and asked Xiao Juju to walk around several times, making him sweat profusely, before he stopped.
Xiao Juju's Adam's apple rolled, and he kept swallowing his saliva and fanning himself: "Master, how is the Feng Shui of our cemetery? Will it satisfy the owner?"
He was a little scared. He heard An Rugu say that the tomb owner was buried in the Baoshuiju intentionally. The other party might not really like this place. What if he got angry and wanted to take his life?
To his surprise, An Rugu's tone was a little subtle: "The feng shui of the cemetery in your village..."
When Xiao Juju heard him pause, her heart skipped a beat and she thought to herself, "I knew this was bad feng shui."
Xiao Juju's parents looked worried when they heard this, not knowing what to do: "Then where should we move the tomb?"
"How about finding a cemetery in the city?"
However, at this moment, An Rugu's pleasant voice came from the microphone: "I want to say that the feng shui is too good."
Xiao Juju and his parents: “???”
Xiao Ju Ju was stunned for a moment, then was pleasantly surprised when he understood: "Really?"
An Rugu: "Yes, this cemetery is surrounded by mountains, and there are many winding waterways in the middle. You are a painter, what do you think it looks like?"
Xiao Juju stared at the cemetery next to him with wide eyes, but couldn't see anything special about it. He scratched his face and said, "I don't know."
An Rugu simply gave instructions: "Go to the hillside behind and take another look."
Xiao Juju and his parents had no choice but to agree. After walking up the hill, they looked down at the cemeteries in front of them.
Suddenly, Xiao Juju seemed to realize something, his eyes widened, and he blurted out: "It's a lotus!"
The parents were extremely surprised when they heard what he said. After thinking about it, they screamed out loud, it was true!
The winding river around the cemetery crawls for seven or eight miles, then turns back and forth. The water is solid, like a lotus blooming among the green mountains and green waters.
An Rugu nodded: "The water gathering bureau is a very auspicious Feng Shui bureau, and this is a four-sided water gathering bureau, which is like a lotus emerging from the water."
When the three heard that it was good luck, they were immediately overjoyed.
Although I don’t understand it, it must be a good thing!
Xiao Juju asked curiously, "Is it the water-holding bureau that is more powerful, or the water-gathering bureau?"
An Rugu: "This is a naturally formed four-sided water gathering formation, which is also the best among all water gathering formations. Of course, it is better than the water gathering formation in your backyard. You seem to have a great Feng Shui master here."
Water gathers from all directions, and wealth comes from all directions.
An Rugu had never thought that he could see such a powerful and large-scale Feng Shui Bureau in a small mountain village. This Feng Shui Bureau will obviously nourish many villagers. As long as the Feng Shui Bureau is not destroyed, the villagers will benefit.
Xiao Juju patted his chest, as if he had taken a reassurance pill. Finally, he didn't have to worry about ghosts taking his life anymore.
When the parents heard An Rugu's words, they looked at each other and were inevitably a little tempted. The master said that the feng shui here was so good, and they suddenly felt that the cemetery they had chosen in the city was not so good!
An Rugu collected his thoughts and, thinking of sending Buddha to the west, he taught Xiao Juju the rituals of worship and the precautions of moving the grave.
Xiao Ju Ju wrote them down one by one, and was very grateful: "Master, thank you for your trouble. How much do you charge?"
An Rugu thought that he had spent a lot of time helping the other party to look at Feng Shui, so he did not refuse and gave a moderate market price: "Ten thousand yuan."
Xiao Juju was pleasantly surprised. He originally thought that she would want at least one hundred thousand yuan, but unexpectedly she only charged ten thousand yuan. He immediately felt that it was a great deal and transferred the money immediately.
In the evening, Xiao Juju was particularly curious about the village's Sifang Water Collection Bureau, so he went to the village committee to learn about the situation and then called An Rugu.
It turns out that the cemetery in this village was not built with government investment, but by a wealthy businessman. According to villagers, the businessman seemed to be accompanied by a Feng Shui master.
The villagers didn't understand this, and the village committee was happy to see the rich businessman giving back to his hometown, so they let him do what he wanted.
The Feng Shui Bureau has been built for ten years, but no one knows what it is. I guess they are afraid of being coveted.
Xiao Juju said gratefully, "I know that rich businessman. He is the first prestigious university graduate from our village and the richest man in our city. I didn't expect that he still remembers the villagers. I heard that he also moved his ancestral grave to the cemetery. He is such a kind person."
An Rugu remained silent. She did not think that the other party was building a cemetery for the villagers. The natural water-gathering area was not a residential site, and it would be difficult for a wealthy businessman to get approval for such a large piece of land. Even if it was approved, it would be difficult to keep it for a long time. So he took advantage of the situation to give back to his hometown and built a cemetery. The benefits of burying his family's ancestral graves in the center of the water-gathering area are self-evident.
As for the villagers, they were just a by-product.
However, the rich businessman did not harm anyone. Instead, he gave benefits to the villagers. She didn't want to say more and simply ignored it.
What concerned her more was the Feng Shui master that Xiao Juju mentioned.
An Rugu's eyes flickered. When her master was alive, he occasionally mentioned Xuanmen to her. Most people in Xuanmen, like her master, did not leave the world and practiced in quiet places to prove their Dao heart.
There are also a small number of people who choose to go down the mountain to take jobs for livelihood and other reasons.
Of course, those who have no real skills and who cheat and deceive others are not considered to be people of the Xuanmen at all.
She had never seen a disciple of Xuanmen other than her master in her life, so it was inevitable that she was curious.
Is she more powerful, or are the mysterious people from Xuanmen more powerful?
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At this time, Manager Liu of the HK Union of Shark Live Platform was holding the medical examination report in his hand and fell into doubt about the world.
He actually has cirrhosis of the liver!
No wonder he has been feeling tired, weak and having indigestion lately.
After the doctor learned the results of his physical examination, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "The liver is almost the most hardworking organ in the body. It works silently. Once it gets sick, the symptoms are not particularly obvious. By the time it is discovered, it will be difficult to treat."
Manager Liu couldn't imagine the consequences if he didn't listen to An Rugu and come to the hospital for a physical examination this time, and allowed his liver to continue to be sick.
The doctor was a little curious: "Isn't today a working day? Why did you take time off to come for a physical examination?"
Manager Liu was silent for a long time before saying, "If I say that the fortune teller told me that I have liver problems, so I asked for leave to have a physical examination, would you believe it?"
doctor:"???"
Manager Liu felt that this matter was increasingly mysterious and he became much more cautious, no longer the same person he was before.
After returning to the company, Manager Liu sighed under the puzzled look of his leader: "The seedling you just asked me to dig can no longer be dug."
The leader frowned and said, "Why can't we poach them? Do they look down on our union?"
Manager Liu sighed and answered truthfully: "That anchor even calculated my liver cirrhosis. I always feel that everything she said is true. We took her money... What if there is a backlash?"
lead:"?"
"Are you okay?"
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Since rejecting the ht guild, the ht guild has, contrary to its usual practice, not bothered An Rugu.
An Rugu guessed that what she said to Manager Liu must have worked.
This is good, so I don’t have to be bothered by private messages all the time.
Since the news of the release of the Five Emperors' Coins, many people have become interested and decided to go to Izumo Temple to buy the Five Emperors' Coins.
The first person to buy the Five Emperors' Coins was an acquaintance. Si Shui Liu Nian brought a woman to Izumo Temple, and they each bought one Five Emperors' Coin.
The woman had fair skin and was dressed elegantly, but there was a hint of worry on her face, as if something was on her mind. She walked absent-mindedly and almost fell.
After the payment was made, Si Shui Liu Nian introduced An Ru Gu: "Master, this is my important client, her name is Zhang Ling. Something happened to her family recently, and I thought that since you are so capable, you should be able to solve the problem, so I brought her here."
An Rugu's eyes fell on Zhang Ling, and he didn't see any ghostly aura around her, so he asked, "What happened?"
Zhang Ling was feeling a little depressed.
She had a good relationship with Si Shui Liu Nian. When she heard him talk about the magical fortune teller, she always thought he was a white-haired and enlightened master.
As it turned out, An Rugu did look like an ethereal being, but she was about the same age as her son.
As the saying goes, a man without hair on his lips cannot do things well. Can such a young Taoist priest really solve her problem?
But according to her upbringing, she couldn't afford to offend him, so she had to answer truthfully: "Master, to be honest with you, my son seems to have come into contact with something unclean."
An Rugu became interested: "What do you mean?"
Zhang Ling had been feeling depressed for a long time because of this matter, and now she opened up and spoke out: "My son graduated from university this year, and he has a good relationship with his girlfriend. We have also met the in-laws, so we wanted to settle the matter as soon as possible.
As soon as the engagement date was set, something strange happened to my son.
About ten days ago, when I passed by his room, I heard him talking to himself, saying something like "Don't come to see me, you're annoying." I thought he was talking to someone, so I opened the door and found that he was sleeping.
My family and I thought he was under a lot of stress recently, so he had a nightmare.
As a result, he had nightmares every night for the past few days, said the same words every day, and could not remember what he said when he woke up every morning.
What’s even more terrifying is that when I passed by the bathroom yesterday, I saw him suddenly scream, smash the mirror, his right hand was covered in blood, and he hugged me and cried, saying that he saw in the mirror…”
Zhang Ling hesitated and didn't say much, but everyone else could guess what she was saying.
It must be something unclean.
Zhang Ling became more and more frightened as she spoke. She couldn't help but raise her hands to hug her arms, with a hint of pleading in her tone: "Master, Sister Xu said that you are very capable. Last time, you helped someone move a grave. Do you think you can solve this problem? If you can, there will be a big reward!"
It's only been a few days, and my son has been forced to hit the mirror by something unclean. If he continues to be harassed, won't he be forced to jump off the building?
She only had this one son, and she couldn't imagine losing him. During this period, she invited all the masters she could, and even visited the remote Taoist temple mentioned by Shi Shui Liu Nian, just to ask them to save her son.
There weren't many evil spirits in the world, and Tangchi Village hadn't encountered one in a hundred years. It was rare to encounter a suspected ghost, and An Rugu was interested.
"Okay, I'll go with you." An Rugu agreed.
Afterwards, An Rugu packed up his luggage and went down the mountain. Zhang Ling was driving a luxury car that was very comfortable to sit in. After more than an hour, they arrived at the villa area in the city center.
Zhang Ling's home was one of them. Out of curiosity, Si Shui Liu Nian followed.
Zhang Ling led her people into the villa area and was about to give directions to the invited master. However, before she could say anything, the master walked straight to a villa, stood at the door, looked back at her, as if asking why he hadn't come to open the door yet?
Zhang Ling held the key tightly, her mind full of questions. She turned her head and looked at Shi Shui Liu Nian: "Have you told the Taoist priest my home address?"
Shi Shui Liu Nian quickly waved his hands: "I didn't even know you lived here, how could I tell her?"
Zhang Ling opened her eyes wide, puzzled: "Then Master, how do you know I live here?"
An Rugu's eyes fell on the faint, barely detectable black air around the house: "Your house is special, there is an abnormal smell."
Zhang Ling: “!”
It seems Sister Xu was right... this master really has some skills.
An Rugu walked into the door and suddenly smelled a faint scent of burning incense. She looked up and saw that the room was bustling with activity.
There are Taoist priests in robes, monks in cassocks, astrologers holding crystal balls, and blind old ladies...
When they saw someone coming outside again, their brows frowned to varying degrees and they obviously looked unhappy.
Zhang Ling's husband Wang Jianguo was obviously unaware of the metaphysical rule of not choosing two masters for the same matter, so he invited everyone at once and was now enthusiastically asking the nanny to arrange for them to sit down.
An Rugu was also arranged to sit next to the marble table, with a cup of freshly brewed Biluochun tea in front of her.
Wang Jianguo bowed to everyone and said sincerely, "I told you about my son's condition before. I'm leaving this matter to you. Please make sure to cure my son. I will reward you handsomely later."
A young Taoist priest, about seven or eight years old, turned his head and glanced at his master's surprised expression, then imitated him and frowned: "Let my master handle this matter, why did you call so many people here?"
Wang Jianguo paused and answered calmly: "Three cobblers make a Zhuge Liang, and there is strength in numbers."
The old woman's eyes were unfocused. She was already a little unhappy because the other party was unruly. Seeing that the other party seemed to look down on her, she snorted coldly: "Who do you say is a cobbler? I won't take this job."
The Taoist priest, astrologer and others were as unhappy as the old woman, but when they saw someone took the lead, they felt relieved and immediately stood up and turned to leave.
"We can't help you with this, please find someone else."
"There are many cobblers everywhere. Please seek help from others."
For a moment, only the old monk and An Rugu sat calmly in their original positions, with no intention of moving, as if they were living a peaceful and tranquil life.
Seeing that most people were about to leave, Wang Jianguo panicked and quickly stretched out his hand to stop them: "Hey, hey, hey, Granny Zhang, Taoist Priest Li... don't leave. If you can cure my son, I'll give him five hundred thousand. No, double it, one million!"
As soon as he finished speaking, people paused in their steps.
Three minutes later, all those who were about to leave sat back down and drank their tea quietly. Wang Jianguo knew that he was not good at talking, so he stopped talking and let his wife talk to them.
The young Taoist priest glanced at Wang Jianguo quietly, then leaned over to his master's ear and whispered, "Master, weren't we about to leave just now? Why are you sitting back here again?"
The master paused while drinking his tea and nearly choked himself.
The other people with good hearing felt a little embarrassed when they heard this.
Because why?
Of course it’s because the other party gave too much…
Zhang Ling was much more tactful than her husband. She resolved the awkwardness with just a few words and made the atmosphere harmonious.
Seeing that her husband had invited several masters whom she didn't know, Zhang Ling was worried that they didn't know the situation, so she told them about her son again.
Just as everyone was chatting, the sound of slippers tapping on the stairs in the middle of the villa was heard, and a man who looked to be in his early twenties walked down quickly.
The man looked okay, but he looked haggard, had an untidy beard, black eye sockets and red bloodshot eyeballs, and looked like he had been tortured.
As Wang Ke walked downstairs, he covered his head with his hands, complaining loudly with a splitting headache: "Mom, I just had a dream."
Zhang Ling quickly asked, "What did you dream about?"
Wang Ke was obviously frightened, his voice trembling: "I dreamed that I was sitting in the wedding hall, and there was a woman in wedding dress in front of me. Our arms were intertwined and we were drinking from the wedding cup. The maid cut off a strand of our hair and said that we were married. Then the woman opposite me laughed and said a long sentence, but I didn't hear it clearly. That person didn't look like Fangfang at all, but looked very similar to the figure I saw in the mirror before!"
Fangfang is Wang Ke’s girlfriend.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling and his wife became extremely worried and hurried to the stairs to comfort the frightened Wang Ke.
Wang Ke pinched his chin and asked curiously, "Isn't it because I'm handsome that she likes me?"
Although the woman was pretty, Wang Ke saw her for the first time in the mirror. No matter how pretty she was, he could not feel any romantic feelings towards her.
Zhang Ling lost her smile and slapped Wang Ke's arm fiercely: "It's already this hour, and you're still talking nonsense."
However, she couldn't help but think in the direction of what Wang Ke said. Could it be that she was favored because her son was handsome?
This is so unlucky!
The blind old woman paused after hearing this and sighed deeply: "Your mother said that you couldn't remember your dreams at first, but now you can remember them. This shows that her influence on you is getting deeper and deeper."
Wang Ke heard the strange voice and came to his senses. He looked downstairs and was immediately surprised: "Why are there so many people in the house?"
His gaze fell on An Rugu's smooth and jade-like profile, and a hint of surprise inevitably flashed in his eyes.
Zhang Ling patted his shoulder and said soothingly: "These are the masters I invited to exorcise the evil spirits for you. You must listen to them."
Wang Ke also realized the seriousness of the matter, so he nodded: "I understand... Oh, I remember what she told me! She said she would come to find me tonight and take me away!"
Wang Jianguo was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly hugged Wang Ke's arm, as if this would prevent his son from being taken away by something unclean.
Zhang Ling was extremely panicked. She tried hard to suppress her fear and asked for help from the people present: "Masters, she is coming tonight to take my son away. What should I do?"
The people present were no longer as relaxed as when they first arrived. The other party would appear in dreams, in the mirror, and say that he would take their lives tonight.
Oh my god, this must be a fierce ghost!
The old woman, who was originally quite active, now shut her mouth, obviously thinking about how to deal with the other party.
In the silence, An Rugu's cold voice spoke loudly: "She hasn't come yet, just wait."
Zhang Ling and the others thought that this was the only solution at the moment, so they arranged accommodation for everyone.
Their villa was very large, with several suites upstairs, and everyone got one.
However, they did not return to the room until ten o'clock in the evening, as if they were going to keep watch.
However, An Rugu walked directly into the room assigned to her and went straight to the bathroom to wash up, which was confusing.
The other party said he would come in the evening, so why did An Rugu go to sleep?
Others were too embarrassed to ask, but the little Taoist priest was very curious, so he walked to An Rugu's door and asked doubtfully, "Sister, aren't you going to keep watch with us?"
The people in the corridor seemed not to care, but they were actually listening with their ears perked up.
An Rugu said calmly: "I am used to going to bed early."
The young Taoist priest was a little worried when he heard this: "But we don't know where she came from. It's better to stay together and not act alone. What if she goes into your room first?"
An Rugu: "It's okay."
The young Taoist priest was surprised at her calmness and asked, "Why?"
"Because she won't be here until three o'clock tomorrow morning."
Little Taoist priest: “???”
Others: “???”
How does she know so clearly?
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