An Rugu's Weibo has received numerous private messages, including those promoting products, exorcising ghosts, sending messages in dreams, asking for spells, and inquiring about the underworld... all kinds of messages.
There are also many reporters who want to interview her. After all, she is the intermediary between the Yin and Yang worlds, the spokesperson of the underworld in the world of the living, and the source of all storms.
An Rugu refused them all, she was busy practicing and didn't have the time.
Because she really couldn't reply to everyone, she wrote on her Weibo profile: "I will reply if I am destined to."
In the early morning of the next day, a cold wind blew and the bare little trees struggled continuously.
A thick fog had risen on Mt. Izumo. The milky white fog enveloped the top of the mountain, and all you could see was a sea of white.
Although the weather in South City was the coldest, it could not stop the enthusiastic pilgrims.
It was clearly early in the morning, but there were already many people gathered at the foot of Mt. Izumo.
A man pointed a selfie stick at himself with a smug smile on his face.
"Seeing this road sign, I don't need to say where I'm going. Friends, send me a rocket. Today I will take you to the live broadcast of Chuyun Temple and ask the anchor to tell your fortune!"
The comments in the live broadcast room were overwhelming: [Brother Zhang, if you can meet the anchor and ask about the underworld, don't even mention rockets, I'll go straight to number one on your list.]
[A local tyrant boss suddenly appeared. Did the anchor hear you? Go find Yingriyun quickly, or the local tyrant will fly away. ]
[Oh my god, Shark Live, Snowflake Live, Sky Live... I clicked into the homepages of many live streaming platforms, and the titles were all related to welcoming the sunrise and clouds.]
[Wow, I'm just saying wow, the traffic password is confirmed. ]
[After all, she can communicate with the underworld, so it's not an exaggeration to say that she is a land immortal. ]
Tangchi Village, where Mt. Izumo is located, is named after its many hot springs and has many hot spring homestays, but because it is very remote, it is not very popular.
As Izumo-kan became more and more famous, it attracted people from all over the country. They came here to burn incense, and seeing that the air and environment were so good, many people went to the hot spring B&B to experience it.
The Izumo-gu Temple is very popular, and the hot spring homestay business is also becoming more and more popular.
The villagers were very happy and often came to Izumo Temple to burn incense and express their gratitude for An Rugu.
This situation reached its peak after the live broadcast from the underworld.
Countless media reporters, internet celebrities and people from all walks of life flocked to Izumo Temple just to see An Rugu. The flow of people to the surrounding hot spring hotels exploded.
At six o'clock, the ancient wooden door of Izumo Temple was opened.
Countless people quickly put down what they were doing and filed in.
Brother Zhang held the selfie stick high in his hand, and was so excited that he didn't go to the front, but went directly to the side yard. He had seen the strategy online before, and the anchor would always tell fortunes in the side yard.
He followed the route in the guide and walked impatiently to the gate of the yard. While talking to the people in the live broadcast room, he rushed in like a cannonball.
If you can get first-hand information, the whole network will look to you.
"Bang!"
The next second, his forehead hit the invisible barrier without any warning.
"Ah!" He covered his red forehead, stopped looking at the barrage, looked up at the air in front of him, confused.
He bumped into something, there was clearly nothing there.
He scratched his head, confused, thinking it was an illusion, and rushed inside.
"Bang!"
A familiar feeling of collision came, and this time he was finally sure that it was not his illusion at all!
His head was full of question marks, his jaw almost dropped, and he couldn't help but hug his arms tightly, feeling cold all over.
Netizens in the live broadcast room were extremely confused: [The host's non-proprietary performance was too good. It would be a loss for the domestic entertainment industry if you don't become an actor. ]
[Am I the only one who feels like this is real? It seems like he really touched something.]
[You are not alone. The host's head was hit red. Can a non-physical performance achieve this? ]
Shang Yue in the side courtyard rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and prepared to receive the pilgrims.
Under the shocked gazes of Brother Zhang and netizens, Shang Yue raised her foot high, stepped over the threshold, and walked past very naturally without bumping into anything.
Brother Zhang came to his senses and asked quickly, "Sister, why can you pass through but I can't?"
Shang Yue glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, raised her eyebrows, and thought of what An Rugu had said to her before, and said lazily: "Because you have no fate with her."
Brother Zhang: “???”
Netizens: “???”
She saw the selfie stick in Xiao Zhang's hand and responsibly reminded him: "You can take pictures, but don't be disrespectful to ghosts and gods, otherwise you will be plagued by bad luck."
Previously, there were a few people in the hall who ignored the advice and not only laughed but also made fun of the statues, which attracted the attention of many people.
These people fell seriously ill as soon as they returned. They were so unlucky that they would fall down when walking on flat ground. They hurried back to the Taoist temple for help.
They listened to An Rugu's words and sincerely apologized to the statue. Their bad luck was alleviated a little, but not completely.
After all, not all apologies can be forgiven, and gods also have tempers.
Brother Zhang had just seen something that broke his worldview. He felt a chill on his back when he heard this. He immediately put down his selfie stick and tried to force a smile: "Okay, okay, thanks for the reminder."
The owner of this Taoist temple is too mysterious!
..........
In the side courtyard
An Rugu was flipping through a book on formations, which described the Yin-Yang Feng Shui formations.
It emphasizes the harmony of time, place and people, that is, the harmony of the heaven-earth field and the human field. The energy between heaven and earth cooperates with each other and converges in the human field.
Who is destined to be with whom is actually a reflection of the magnetic field energy between heaven, earth and man.
She didn't want to be disturbed, so she developed a new formation through the basic laws and called it the Fate Formation.
Only those who are destined to be with her, that is, those who are attracted by her magnetic field, can enter and exit the side courtyard freely. No one else can.
Once this formation was put into place, her side courtyard became much quieter.
She put down the book, picked up the paper phone in the underworld, and opened the dream-telling app, which contained many rewards for telling dreams. Ordinary ghosts have little yin energy and low magic power, so they can't tell dreams at all, so they can only ask the ghost messenger for help.
An Rugu flipped through it and suddenly saw a few familiar names: Zhang Fan, Wei Haichen, and Jiang Shumin.
They died in the same serial car accident, and when she first broadcast live from the underworld, she went to hook their individual souls.
She opened Zhang Fan's page and saw the commission information: "My grandson misses his mother and wants her to bring some more money down."
This person could be considered her destined one, so An Rugu took on all the commissions.
She took out the black token given to her by the dream master, lit a stick of incense in front of the token, and recited their birth dates and names in her mind. The incense gradually burned, and the smoke floated towards the sky.
Incense can communicate with spirits. Tonight, this person will be able to enter the dreams of his family members.
..............
That night
Zhang Fan's mother sat in the bed, holding the photo frame in her right hand, staring at the photo intently, a little absent-minded.
Seeing her like this, her husband sighed and said, "Xiaofang, didn't you watch the live broadcast the other day? The anchor said that the underworld really exists and it will not disappear after death. Xiaofan is still alive and well, don't be sad."
"I know." Zhang Fan's mother said in a deep voice.
In the days after her son's death, she couldn't sleep at night. She kept her eyes open until dawn, and all she could see was the scene of her son's car accident. She kept thinking, if she had reached out and pulled him back, would things have been different?
But there are no ifs.
My son's room is still the same room, but the person is no longer there.
It was not until An Rugu told her that the underworld existed that sunlight flooded into her dark world.
Zhang Fan did not disappear, but was just living well in another world. It was really great that he still existed in this world.
She searched online and found that many parents who had the same experience as her believed firmly in the underworld. Otherwise, they would not know how to get over the pain of losing their children.
Now that they have been comforted, they have gotten much better, just like me, and have started to return to normal life. They often burn paper for their family members and do more and more charity, hoping to accumulate blessings for their family members.
Zhang Fan's mother glanced at her son's chubby face in the photo, said good night, put the photo frame aside, turned off the night light, turned to her husband and said, "Go to sleep."
She slept on her side, and her sleeping condition was much better than before, and she fell asleep quickly.
In a daze, she suddenly regained some consciousness.
An old man with a blurry but particularly familiar face appeared in front of her.
He held the child in his right hand, and the child touched his beard, feeling quite curious: "Grandpa, your beard feels so prickly."
"Ouch, that hurts." The grandfather pushed his grandson's hand away, pointed at the person in front of him with his right hand and said, "Your mother is here. If you have anything to say, tell her quickly. There is only one stick of incense left."
Zhang Fan turned his head and his pupils shrank suddenly. He was clearly sleeping with his grandfather in the ghost town, but in the blink of an eye he saw his mother!
"Mom!" He laughed and immediately stretched out his hands, asking his mother to hug him.
"Fanfan." The woman's tears flowed down her face. She didn't care about being afraid of the strange dream and directly hugged Zhang Fan.
The mother and son reminisced about the past. Zhang Fan's mother asked about her son's current situation and was filled with mixed feelings.
The son did not hate her for not looking after him. He found his grandfather in the underworld and now lives with him. He said he is very happy.
Grandpa gave them plenty of time, and when the time was up, he sighed deeply: "Time is running out, we have to go."
The woman looked at her father, tears streaming down her face: "Dad, can't you stay a little longer?"
She still had a lot to tell them.
Grandpa put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "This will cost you extra money."
woman:"?"
"Why?"
Grandpa briefly told me about the dream, and then said, "Anyway, it costs a lot of money to ask that person to have a dream. If you have time, burn some for us."
When the woman heard the good news, she burst into laughter and said, "Money is not a problem!"
..........
These days, An Rugu picked up some suitable orders and took them, and the number of tasks she took ranked in the top ten. The dreams she handled were very stable and long-lasting, and the praise rate was as high as 100%.
Later, those family members came to thank her and asked how to make their loved ones live better in the underworld.
The sales of yellow paper at Izumo-kan have reached new heights.
After chatting with these family members, she returned to her computer desk and opened the live broadcast software.
As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, thousands of viewers flocked in, and the popularity instantly reached the million level, topping the list of Sharks in the same period, and it is still growing rapidly.
[It’s so lively out there. The major platforms are dominated by anchors, and the shark platforms are making crazy money. 】
【Nonsense. Snowflake and Sky Live always make sarcastic comments on Weibo, saying that Shark Platform’s benefits are average, and that it is definitely the best treatment for anchors to come to them. Then Shark Platform came out to testify that because of the special nature of the live broadcast room, their commission on gifts is almost zero. I heard rumors that if you take too much, you will be unlucky, and you can only take so much. Shark Platform is obviously too pitiful.】
[Poor ass, I never watch live broadcasts, I downloaded Shark just because of the anchor. I just checked the data from the app market, and the download volume has increased fifty times after the live broadcast of the underworld. Traffic is king, it's really profitable.]
[Is there anyone who wants to watch the live broadcast of the Hell Episode 1 like me? I haven’t seen what Meng Po, Hei Bai Wu Chang and Yan Wang look like yet. 】
[You are not alone. My friend passed away two years ago. He loved a basketball star the most. If I burn some merchandise for him, will he be able to receive it?]
After the live broadcast in the underworld, the popularity, which was already ridiculously high, exploded again. In a short period of time, the popularity exceeded 100 million.
Many people cannot see the anchor and can only ask questions in the live broadcast room and pray that she can see it.
An Rugu glanced at the comments and said, "The live broadcast of the underworld will be added from time to time, and I will tell you when the time comes.
If you are sending gifts to friends, think of them when you are burning them, which can increase the probability of them receiving the gifts. "
After she finished speaking, she said, "The lottery channel is already open. Anyone who wants to find me for help can just click on the lottery. Those who are destined to be with me will naturally win the prize."
Soon, a destined person appeared.
When other live broadcast rooms didn't win the prize, netizens always sighed and complained, and were sarcastic about the chosen ones who won the prize. But An Rugu's live broadcast room was full of joy.
[I didn’t win the prize, hehehe, today is a good day. ]
【Come on, let us welcome the first destined person! 】
【Welcome the first unlucky guy! 】
The first destined person’s ID is: I don’t want to be a girl.
After An Rugu had communicated with her, she dialed the number. Soon the call was connected, and a woman in her twenties came into view.
She was sitting in front of the computer. She had long black hair, fair skin, and a pretty face. What was special was that she appeared without makeup.
She had a worried look on her face and kept scratching her hair, making it messy. She didn't care about her image at all, as if she had encountered something annoying. The gloomy atmosphere around her almost condensed into substance.
Many viewers were excited when they saw that their destined partner was a nice young lady. Many "high-quality" males directly and confidently proposed to her.
The destined person saw these comments, but was not happy at all, but was very angry: "If you say one more word, I will be angry, you are the little sisters, your whole family is the little sisters."
audience:"???"
[Now you get criticized for praising someone? It seems that the quality of the people you are destined to meet is a little bit poor. 】
[If you are not a girl, then what are you? Are you a cross-dresser? ]
[She doesn't look like a boy at all. I guess it's gender identity disorder. She is obviously a girl, but her psychological cognition is a boy.]
The destined person's mind was in a mess and he didn't know how to explain it, so he simply raised his hand to pick up the lighter, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and prepared to light it.
His posture is very skilled and you can tell he smokes often.
However, before she could light the cigarette, An Rugu's cold voice came from the microphone: "Don't smoke in my live broadcast room."
There are many minors on the live streaming platform. In order not to set a bad example, the platform stipulates that smoking scenes are not allowed during live streaming, otherwise they will be banned.
The destined person paused, because he still wanted to ask for help, and couldn't refute, so he took the cigarette out of his mouth helplessly: "Okay, I'll listen to you, I won't smoke anymore."
"Please pay the divination fee, a high-energy salute."
"Got it. Here you go."
[This young lady's speech and actions are so cool, she looks cool and sassy. ]
[Plus one, she is so cool in her gestures, a bit like my brother.]
An Rugu looked at her and said quietly, "If you have something that worries you, you might as well tell me directly. This way, I will have a direction and it will be easier for me to tell you the fortune."
When the destined person heard this, his face fell. He grabbed his already messy hair into a mess with his right hand and slammed the table hard with his left hand.
"No one would believe this if I told them, but you should have a way."
"I am from Beijing and I am currently studying at university. The day before yesterday, I went out to collect folk songs with my friends. When I came back, I felt dazed and lost consciousness afterwards."
"When I woke up again, I turned into a woman!"
She looked down at this strange body, and her head split with pain. She had breasts, but no more that thing.
Except for going to the toilet when necessary, she has never taken off her clothes. She dares not look at her body and feels very uncomfortable.
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Wow, I'm just saying wow, a man turns into a woman, how did you do that? ]
[As someone who often reads novels, I thought there was a spring in the world where men would turn into women and women would turn into men, which is called the gender-changing spring. I never expected that the novel would become reality.]
[Such a pretty girl turned out to be a man? ? ? I poked my eyes out. ]
[Am I the only one who is more excited? Fencing, bro. ]
"No!" The destined person held up his head, doubting his life, and spoke with difficulty: "This person is not my gender change, but another person, with a completely different appearance, name and family."
"She's also from Beijing, about my age, and definitely not me!"
Others will never know what it feels like to wake up and find yourself as a different person with a different gender.
Seeing her like this, An Rugu asked, "Did you find this girl?"
The destined person nodded and said, "Yes, I was very panicked at the time, and then my phone rang. When I opened it, it turned out to be my own voice. It was so weird."
"We talked for a long time and found out that our souls had switched. I entered her body and she entered mine."
"It just so happens that you're doing a live broadcast today. There are so many people competing with me, but I won the lottery. You can definitely help me solve it. Please, I really don't want to spend another day in this body. I didn't even dare to take a shower these past two days."
The girl even asked him not to touch her body, who cares? He wouldn't touch her.
He sent a text message on his mobile phone and called the person over: "I swear to God, this is absolutely true. I will call her over now."
For convenience, the man stayed in a hotel near his home and arrived not long after.
The man was tall and good-looking, wearing a baseball cap and trendy men's clothes. He spoke in a low and tactful voice: "Have you really found a solution?"
"Found it!" The destined person waved at her and said hurriedly, "Hurry up and show the anchor, I'm not lying, our souls really have swapped."
The man walked to the computer desktop and told everything as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
He lowered his head, his voice trembling: "I just went out for some fun, and when I came back I entered someone else's body. I don't know why this happened."
He was not used to such a high perspective and subconsciously hunched over.
The destined person's temples throbbed when he saw this: "Don't use my body to make such obscene movements. Can you stand up straight and talk?"
Seeing her like this, the man immediately stood up straight, feeling a little aggrieved, and pointed at her angrily and said, "You sat with your legs apart and used my body to smoke, and I didn't say anything."
One was strong, the other was weak, but neither of them gave in. They started arguing with sarcasm and the atmosphere was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
People’s joys and sorrows are not the same, but the audience in the live broadcast room found it extremely funny.
[A big, burly man speaks softly, and a girl who looks soft and weak is so arrogant. It is difficult for ordinary actors to act out this kind of demeanor. I believe that the soul transformation is real.]
[Don't quarrel, if you want to quarrel, go to the dance studio! ]
[I don't understand what they are quarreling about. Isn't this good? Fate brings you together. Cherish this fate. God will bring you together.]
[Help, this is totally messed up. Was it me or someone else who was on top of it? ]
[Magical experience～]
[The rest of their lives are ruined. ]
The two argued for a long time but could not come to a conclusion, and they felt depressed.
They had no choice but to ask An Rugu: "Host, what do you think we should do about this? I really can't get through this day any more."
"You actually changed your ID to this. I don't want to be a boy anymore. I really can't stand it."
An Rugu calculated for a while, opened his eyes, and looked intently at the two people in front of him.
Many people in the live broadcast room thought they were acting for the show effect, but in fact they really had swapped souls.
The appearance of the soul and the appearance of the body do not match at all.
"Did you two go to the village outside the capital?"
The person who was destined to meet the village said first: "Yes, the scenery in Nanning Village is very beautiful. I am studying photography, and my friends and I went there to collect inspiration."
The "man" next to him was extremely surprised: "...You went there too? I've been around the capital, and I heard that the air in Nanning Village is very good, so I went there. I took a lot of photos and came back. I even picked up an ancient coin."
The destined person was a little surprised: "Why didn't I pick it up?"
The man fumbled in his pocket for a while, took out a yellow ancient coin, and whispered the name on it: "Youdu, the name is quite strange, it's not a real ancient coin, it should be a commemorative coin."
An Rugu frowned when he heard this, it turned out to be related to Youdu.
"Did you meet any special people or anything special there?"
The two thought for a long time, but nothing came to mind: "Nothing special."
"There are many resorts in Nanning Village, and many rich people go there to play. I saw a lot of luxury cars. Is this special?"
After An Rugu wrote it down, he said without further ado: "I understand."
She had almost had her house robbed by Youdu before, and was almost poisoned by a Gu. Although the Gu had no effect on her, she still kept a silent note of it in her heart.
This time the clues came to her door, she had to take the initiative to see what they were up to.
She picked up her phone and told the Special Management Bureau about Youdu's actions, asking them to go and see what was going on.
The person with a destiny didn't care about the village, but only about the health problem, and asked anxiously: "Anchor, do you think we can solve this problem?"
After An Rugu sent the message, she put down her phone and said something that made people feel extremely relieved: "Of course."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, like patients hearing good news: "That's great, we finally don't have to use this body to go to the toilet."
"You're not going to peek, are you?"
"I always go to the toilet with my eyes covered. What about you? You're not going to peek, are you?!"
"Nonsense, who wants to see you?"
One of them had a loud voice while the other had a quiet one, neither of them gave in, and they started arguing again.
An Rugu simply said, "You two stop arguing. After the broadcast today, I will draw out your souls and put them back, and your bodies will be normal again."
This matter would have been difficult to resolve in the past, so she had to find out how to exchange souls.
Now she is a ghost messenger, and bringing back the soul is as easy as eating and drinking.
The two were very happy to hear this, and started counting the time on their fingers.
........
After hanging up the phone, the audience in the live broadcast room was still frantically discussing what had just happened.
[The young lady spoke softly, but she was actually very opinionated, and she made the man speechless. ]
[The person who is destined to be with you is quite well-mannered. If you really have a gender change, it would be hard for ordinary people not to see it. ]
[Am I the only one who thinks these two are pretty cool? ]
【You are not alone! 】
An Rugu ignored the barrage and directly contacted the second person she was destined to meet, Banmu Taohua.
Soon, a woman wearing a mask appeared on the screen. She was about 10 years old, with wrinkles on her skin and deep frowns, as if she was particularly worried.
"Hello, host. I want to ask you for fortune-telling."
"Okay, please pay the divination fee, a high-energy salute."
Half an Acre of Peach Blossoms decisively gave a high-energy salute, his brows furrowed into a "川" shape: "Host, can you help me figure out what my daughter is busy with recently?"
"She is in junior high school and doesn't have much homework. She often goes out to play on weekends, saying she is going out to play with her best friend. I asked her best friend and she admitted it."
"I also went through that age, and I know that kids can be quite cunning, so I asked my best friend's mom and checked the time. Her best friend was clearly at home at the time, and she didn't go out to play with her at all."
"I can't figure out why she lied to me. Can you help me figure it out?"
"Do you have a photo of her?" An Rugu said.
"Yes!" Half Acre of Peach Blossoms posted a photo backstage.
An Rugu stared at the girl in the photo. She looked only twelve years old, probably in the first or second year of junior high school.
She closed her eyes, counted on her fingers, frowned slightly, and then opened her eyes: "This matter is simple and complicated. Just ask your daughter and you will understand."
Half an Acre of Peach Blossoms hesitated: "I'm worried that she's hiding it and dares not say it."
Like many parents, Banmu Taohua does not open up to his children and only talks indirectly when encountering problems.
"Not necessarily. She has a strong horoscope, is full of sunshine and fighting spirit, and has a cheerful personality. Sometimes, things will be better if we talk about them openly."
Half an acre of peach blossoms took a deep breath and said, "Okay."
She took her cell phone and walked to the living room.
My daughter was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw Half Acre of Peach Blossoms coming, she quietly stuffed something into the sofa.
Banmu Taohua didn't notice her daughter's unusual behavior. She put her phone on the table and took a deep breath. "Are you hiding something from me? Tell me now. Let's open our hearts and talk, okay?"
The daughter looked at her expression quietly and asked tentatively: "Really? You won't blame me if I tell you?"
"Won't."
The daughter stammered: "...I have a boyfriend and he is in the hospital."
Half an acre of peach blossoms: “???”
She was horrified, with countless horrible thoughts flashing through her mind, and she asked loudly; "How old is he?"
Could it be that my daughter has been deceived by people in society?
The daughter looked away and whispered, "It's my classmate, twelve years old."
"I wanted to break up with him, but he didn't want to. He drank too much and was hospitalized."
Audience in the live broadcast room: “???”
[Oh my god, I'm ten years old and still single. How can someone so young have a boyfriend?]
【Children nowadays are really precocious. 】
[Wait, at the age of twelve, doesn't that mean she has to go to pediatrics? ]
[Children drink for love... I am dying of laughter. 】
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