Jiang Muyao didn't respond to the comments on the screen. After all, it was quite embarrassing! No one wanted this to happen.
She started to distribute the second lucky bag, and this time the winner was from the ID: [The Young Man Chasing the Wind].
[The young man chasing the wind] brushed a rocket and connected to the microphone.
A young boy appeared in the picture, his brow furrowed with a hint of anxiety:
"Master Jiang, I would like you to help me calculate. I have been dreaming of a strange young woman recently. She always smiles at me, but I am sure I have never seen her.
I've looked up information and asked many friends, and some say it's a memory from a past life. Could you please help me take a look?"
Jiang Muyao smiled slightly, her eyes fell on the screen, and she carefully examined the face of [The Young Man Chasing the Wind].
Her eyes gradually became deeper, as if she was looking through him.
"Have you been to an old house recently and come into contact with the old objects inside?" Her tone was calm and firm.
[The Wind-Chasing Young Man] was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes! Last month I went back to the countryside and stayed in my grandmother's old house.
There were a lot of old photos and stuff there, and I looked through some things, but nothing really stood out.”
Jiang Muyao nodded gently, her eyes still lingering on his face:
"There's a faint yin energy between your eyebrows, which means you've recently come into contact with something related to spirits, and the woman in your dream is your grandmother's sister."
(Grandma’s sister? What kind of twist is this?)
(Master Jiang’s predictions are getting more and more outrageous, but I love watching them!)
[The Wind-Chasing Young Man] was completely stunned, his voice trembling: "Master Jiang... what... what do you mean?
My grandmother’s sister? But I’ve never heard my family mention her, and the woman in the dream was so young…”
“Your grandmother’s sister died young, so of course she maintains a youthful appearance.
Because you looked through her old things, her soul sensed it, so she appeared in your dream. She smiled at you because she was happy that you came to see her! "
[Chasing the Wind]'s face paled, and his voice was filled with anxiety: "Then...what should I do? Will she have any negative influence on me?"
Jiang Muyao shook her head and said gently: "Don't worry, she has no ill will towards you. Your grandmother is still alive. You can take your grandmother to her grave to pay homage.
Tell her you are doing well and she will rest in peace."
[The Young Man Chasing the Wind] was silent for a while and nodded. He trusted Jiang Muyao very much. After all, he had never mentioned anything about his grandmothers from beginning to end.
"Okay, Master Jiang, thank you, I will do as you say!"
The netizens in the live broadcast room didn’t want to say anything anymore. They just kept urging Jiang Muyao to send out the lucky bags as soon as possible because it was so educational!
"The last divination of the day, I'll end the broadcast after this!"
Jiang Muyao sent out a lucky bag, which was finally snatched by a netizen named [Little White Rabbit].
[Little White Rabbit] quickly sent a rocket and connected to the microphone.
A weak female voice came, and she started crying: "Master Jiang, hello, I would like to ask you to help me calculate. I have been harassed by my ex-boyfriend recently, and he even threatened to kill me.
I have called the police, but they said he didn’t do anything substantial and they couldn’t arrest him. I am really scared and don’t know what to do…”
(My ex-boyfriend is such a scumbag, why didn’t Mr. Hat catch him!)
(Master Jiang, please help her quickly, otherwise she is in real danger!)
(Exposure, exposure, this kind of scumbag can't be let go!)
Jiang Muyao looked at the woman on the screen, frowning slightly: "Do you have a photo of your ex-boyfriend? Send it to me."
Little White Rabbit quickly sent a photo. Jiang Muyao stared at it for a few seconds and suddenly laughed: "Are you...are you sure it's your ex-boyfriend who's harassing you, and not you who's harassing him?"
The live broadcast room suddenly became quiet, and even the barrage of comments stopped refreshing the screen.
Little White Rabbit was stunned for a moment, her voice still soft: "Master Jiang, what...what do you mean? How could I possibly harass him? It's obviously him who has been pestering me..."
"He texted me every day and stalked me. I was really scared..."
Jiang Muyao's tone was calm with a hint of coldness: "But how come I see that you... are the perpetrator!"
Little White Rabbit's voice trembled: "Master Jiang, how could I be the perpetrator? It was clearly him..."
Jiang Muyao interrupted coldly, "Your ex-boyfriend did send you a message, but the content was not a threat, but a plea for you to let him go.
It was you who had been stalking him and even caused trouble at his workplace, causing him to lose his job, am I right?"
Jiang Muyao took the time to pick up the phone next to her and sent a message to Pei Linyuan, including a string of addresses, asking him to help call the police.
Little White Rabbit's voice was still soft, but there was a subtle chill in her tone:
"No...that's not the case! How can you say that? I'm the victim!"
(Holy crap! Did I guess wrong again? There's a twist to this?)
(Is this little white rabbit pretending?)
(Probably, I’ve never seen a host fail!)
Jiang Muyao sneered: "Victim? The anger between your brows shows that you have done a lot of bad things recently, but your ex-boyfriend's face shows that he is the real victim."
"It's fine if you insist on denying it, but I might need you to explain why you smell of blood. Have you ever killed someone?"
The voice of Little White Rabbit finally showed some fluctuation:
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