Chapter 6: Meeting the Ghost Girl in My Dreams at Night, Brother, You Have Kidney Deficiency
There was melancholy in Xue Ran's eyes, and he found this bad news hard to believe.
"My grandmother said that my third aunt was eating at home when she suddenly collapsed to the ground. Her face was hideous and blood was flowing from all her orifices when she died."
"My third aunt was a famous fortune teller in the village in her early years. My grandmother asked her for a talisman for me."
"She had always been in good health. I never thought she would die so suddenly, and in such a strange way."
After hearing what Xue Ran said, Meng Fuling was certain: "It seems that your third aunt arranged a ghost marriage for you."
"What?" She was full of doubt and disbelief: "No way? She is my relative."
Meng Fuling said calmly, "Things like ghost marriages are only done by people who understand the concepts of yin and yang. I think she's trying to make some money from this."
"If the ghost groom doesn't want the ghost marriage to be dissolved and can't marry the bride, he'll naturally go and settle the score with her.
"After such a person dies, his filthy soul is dragged down to the underworld by the ghost bridegroom and will be judged."
Xue Ran trembled with a chill in his heart, and thought that this incident was too terrible.
The shady business actually set its sights on one's own family. No wonder it knew one's birth date and time.
Xue Ran bit his back teeth angrily: "I can't believe she's the culprit."
Those who sow the seeds will reap the fruits. Those who commit the ten evils will receive evil retribution; those who commit the ten virtues will receive good retribution.
Everything in the world is a retribution for good and evil, like a shadow following you. Now the third aunt has also received retribution.
Xue Ran expressed his gratitude and ended the live broadcast. Everyone was disappointed with the result.
At this time, the live broadcast room began to explode again, and more fans clicked on the link.
[Everyone, check out the headlines! Police have announced that Lin Yueru has been found!]
A news popped up on her phone, and Meng Fuling clicked on it.
#HeadlineNews: Lin Yueru, daughter of the Lin Group, was buried in Jigongshan Cemetery and has now been successfully rescued by the police. #
[Great joy! Lin Yueru was finally rescued from the coffin.]
[Master, please accept my knee. Just as you expected, Lin Yueru was buried in Jigong Mountain.]
[Luckily, the master provided information to the police, otherwise Lin Yueru would have died.]
"Swish, swish, swish!" Rockets flew across the screen, and several haters instantly became loyal fans and sent her rockets.
Looking at the screen full of gifts, she said repeatedly: "Okay, thank you everyone, there is really no need to swipe!"
It was within her expectations that Lin Yueru would be found. Meng Fuling had already calculated that she was not destined to die.
There is one last divination today, and she is quietly waiting for fans to enter the live broadcast room.
"Ding!" The netizen named Xu Wenqiang from the cultural relics world successfully connected.
The face of a middle-aged fat uncle immediately appeared on the screen, and his greasy face was shocking.
Meng Fuling looked at the round face with the enlarged view close to her face. The visual impact was too strong, so she quickly moved the phone away.
Then I heard the man's laughter: "Hehehe."
His slicked-back forehead was shining, just like his name, he was imitating Xu Wenqiang.
"Master!" The middle-aged fat uncle smiled, his small eyes narrowed into slits.
Wearing a white long gown, he played with a Huanghuali bracelet in his hand: "I finally got this connection."
Meng Fuling asked, "Uncle, what's your name?"
"Master, you don't even know me?" There was a look of confusion on his face, and he acted arrogantly, claiming to be a celebrity.
Who is he? Meng Fuling really doesn't know him.
She knew a lot of dead people, but she really didn't know much about the living.
At this time, someone in the live broadcast room seemed to recognize the fat uncle, and immediately someone started to flood the screen with comments.
[Isn't this Mr. Wang Dachun? The antique master who previously appeared on the treasure appraisal program.]
[I know, that idiot who smashed the treasure appraiser's Yongle blue and white porcelain?]
[It is said that the appraiser's blue and white porcelain was authentic, but he thought it was fake and smashed it. He later sued the program team for compensation.]
[Zundu, fake du, what kind of antique master is this? Turns out he's the liar.]
Meng Fuling stared at his face: "What is a treasure appraiser doing in my live studio? Did he come to the wrong place?"
Wang Dachun was not angry at being scolded by everyone. Instead, he continued to smile and said, "I didn't go wrong. I didn't go wrong."
"Master, I came here to see you. I watched your live broadcast just now, and I want you to help me identify some treasures."
Recognizing treasures? Meng Fuling was a little uninterested: "I only know how to look at people, not antiques."
"Oh? Well, then show me your face, what do you think?" Wang Dachun said as he thrust his big face towards him.
Meng Fuling quickly retreated half a meter. Such a big face was indeed a bit scary.
She couldn't help but frown at his expression, and immediately felt bad when she saw the serious look on her face.
The atmosphere was a bit tense, and Wang Dachun was a little panicked: "Master, what's wrong? Am I in trouble?"
After a while, Meng Fuling blurted out three words: "You have kidney deficiency!"
The live broadcast room suddenly burst into laughter, and Meng Fuling slowly persuaded: "Uncle, you are not young anymore, you should cultivate your character and don't indulge in excessive sexual activities, which will harm your health."
Wang Dachun's face instantly turned the color of liver due to embarrassment: "You, what are you talking about? I didn't overindulge."
"Being sick is not scary, we can cure it!" Meng Fuling said seriously.
A master of treasure appraisal actually has this disease, and Meng Fuling can see it at a glance.
Wang Dachun's embarrassment was exposed by this word, and he felt ashamed.
His face turned the color of liver, and he continued to deny it: "I already said I'm not sick, I was just dreaming."
Men are most afraid of being told that they are not capable. After all, people who understand the issue of kidney deficiency will understand!
"Dreaming?" Meng Fuling's eyes darkened instantly when she heard these two people say this: "What dream?"
Wang Dachun hesitated and said, "It's just that I've been dreaming about a beautiful woman recently. She comes to meet me in my dreams every night."
When he said this, his eyes were full of tenderness and reluctance. Just by looking at his face, you could guess what he did after the meeting.
It turned out to be an erotic dream, but was it really just an erotic dream? Meng Fuling looked at the bruises under his eyes, which were covered with black mist.
She looked serious and said, "It doesn't look like a simple kidney deficiency. Your condition is quite serious."
Wang Dachun was stunned by this sentence and became angry: "I already said I don't have kidney deficiency."
Meng Fuling looked at him coldly: "Take off your clothes!"
Her words made Wang Dachun blush: "What? Take off your clothes?"
The live broadcast room exploded instantly and fans started laughing.
"Master, what kind of lewd words are you talking about? Master Wang, this is just kidney deficiency. Do you really need to take off your clothes for an examination?"
[What's so good about this middle-aged, greasy man with all his fat? Master, you have a strong taste.]
[Hahaha, help! Please don’t hurt my eyes! ]
[Master, I see you're really hungry. How can you even eat something like this?]
Meng Fuling really dares to say anything and is not afraid of her live broadcast being blocked.
"If I'm not mistaken, the woman you met in your dream is not a human being at all."
Her words made Wang Dachun feel a chill on his back, and he vaguely felt guilty and scared.
Meng Fuling continued, "Wang Dachun, every time you indulge in sexual activity with that woman in your dream, you always wake up the next day feeling weak and dizzy, with a dry mouth and tongue in the morning?"
Everything Meng Fuling said was accurate. He just thought it was caused by lack of sleep.
Wang Dachun swallowed hard after hearing her say that: "Then, that was just a dream, right? Could it be possible to dream of ghosts?"
"Take off your clothes!" Meng Fuling said again.
Wang Dachun hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart and took off his clothes in public.
The live broadcast screen was aimed at his back, and when everyone saw the marks left on his body, they gasped.
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