Su Miaomiao didn't expect that the other party's first words weren't to tell fortunes, but to break the curse of bad luck in the live stream.
However, she remained silent, knowing that the curse would only last for one day and would naturally be lifted after that time.
"Alright! Take good care of your injury, it will be healed in a few days."
Su Miaomiao comforted her.
With Su Miaomiao's words, Cardboard felt like he was back to his old self. He bowed repeatedly to the screen, but when he stood up, everyone saw that he was also wrapped in bandages and his arm was in a sling.
This was the same guy who had stubbornly refused to apologize on Weibo before, but shortly after he posted the message, he was inexplicably slapped on the head again.
So as soon as the All-Round Master's live stream started, he immediately came to apologize.
"Master, I would like to ask you to do a divination for me. When will I be able to divorce my wife?"
The cardboard box promptly handed out eight pairs of sunglasses, then told him his birth date and time.
"You've only ever had one wife in your life, and you're bound to her by fate. There's no way you can get a divorce now."
"ah?"
The cardboard boy was dejected. Holding up his arm in a cast, he asked cautiously:
"Master, is it possible to make her gentler, so she doesn't resort to violence so easily?"
"Yes! Bring her a flower every day, whether it's bought or a wildflower picked from the roadside."
"Okay, okay, I'll do it!"
The cardboard box nodded decisively, "It's just flowers, easy!"
The other netizens, who were also incredibly unlucky, became even more eager to beg when they saw that the omnipotent master had relented.
"Everything's alright now! Anyone want their fortune told?"
Su Miaomiao disconnected from the cardboard box. She was feeling a bit upset because she hadn't accumulated any merit points from the question the cardboard box had asked.
As soon as the voice faded, she received another video call request, which Su Miaomiao accepted as well.
The other side of the video was completely dark, as if the lights were off.
"Fortune telling, eight sunglasses. Other matters require separate consultation."
“I’ve asked people in other live streaming rooms to watch, but they all stopped streaming after that.”
A deep male voice came from the other end.
Wandering around aimlessly: "What does this guy mean? Is he trying to cause trouble for our all-powerful master? Be careful, or you might break a needle in your flesh."
Copying the image: "It hasn't even reached the point of needing a needle yet. He might get hit by the ceiling and bleed, or roll down the stairs, or get pricked by a hedgehog..."
Cardboard: "Most likely to get beaten by his wife, and beaten until he cries his eyes out!"
Blue hair: "Actually, you didn't need to show yourselves, because it looked so miserable that I couldn't help but laugh, and my hand almost spilled tea on my pants."
Su Miaomiao naturally saw these people's comments, and she slightly curled the corners of her lips.
"I'll know once I try. I feel like I can still continue live streaming."
Unless you can't accumulate merit through this method, then there's no other way.
"Okay! Then please tell my fortune first."
The deep male voice continued, showing no emotional change despite the teasing from the people on the screen.
Eight pairs of sunglasses were handed out, and after Su Miaomiao asked for his birth date and time, she began to calculate his fortune.
"Your birth chart..."
"How is it?" the man pressed.
He has already asked many live streams, and many masters can't figure it out. Some masters will even end the broadcast immediately after seeing his birth chart.
I wonder what will happen to the 'All-Round Master'?
“It’s full of yin energy!” Su Miaomiao said directly.
This person's birth chart is entirely Yin, so he will either become a monk or a Taoist priest. Without something to protect him, he is likely to attract strange and unusual things.
"Then what?"
The voice on the other end continued to ask questions.
"If you want my help, remove what's blocking the camera so I can see your face."
"I'm afraid you'll regret it if you see it," the man continued in a low voice.
"Regret is my business, but you only have this one chance. Meeting me is a ray of sunshine that God has given you."
There is a rule in the Xuanmen (Taoist school) that if someone with such a special birth chart asks for help, one cannot refuse. However, not everyone in the Xuanmen has the ability to handle such cases, and some people who lack the ability can only retreat to avoid being harmed.
"Also, viewers in the live stream, I think you should leave now."
Su Miaomiao continued, but most people didn't move.
Only the cardboard box obediently withdrew, but since he could still see what was happening in the live stream from the outside, it was essentially the same as not having left.
"Then let me show you!"
As the man spoke, he removed his hand from the camera.
The viewers in the live stream saw that the man was wearing a dark gray hoodie, with the hood pulled down over his head, looking neat and tidy, and didn't notice anything unusual about him.
But he covered one cheek with his hand, I don't know why?
Wandering around aimlessly: "Why are you covering your face? Move it aside so we can see."
The seahorse's relative said, "I don't see anything wrong, so why are you so shy?"
Blue hair: "You're not ugly! Be confident, handsome."
Su Miaomiao didn't speak. She looked at the man in the picture and her heart was filled with joy!
To her utter surprise, on the third day of her live stream, she finally encountered something that would allow her to accumulate merit.
Right now, Su Miaomiao couldn't be happier watching the man in the video, who was born in an unlucky year, month, day, and hour.
Take your hand off!
Don't try to hide it, let me see what my 'merit points' look like.
The enchanting woman seemed to sense Su Miaomiao's happiness and floated in from the balcony.
"Master Miaomiao, this man has a very strong yin aura."
How could she not be heavy? It's just her natural weight!
After a moment of silence, the man moved his hand away.
The live stream chat erupted in gasps of surprise.
Wandering around aimlessly: "Holy crap (f***ing crap) Awooooo!"
Blue hair: "Why is there a face? It's so scary..."
Cardboard: "Did I blink? Am I seeing things? Is this a special effect?"
...
The man also saw what was on the screen, so he stood up, lifted his shirt, and there were several faces on his body, some fully formed, some just marks, and some just eyes...
Wandering aimlessly: "Oh my god! I'm dead!"
Cardboard: "I shouldn't have gone back into the live stream."
Blue hair: "I'm getting goosebumps all over. Who am I? Why am I in this live stream?"
But many more people with weaker mental fortitude have already started hurling insults.
"Damn, that's disgusting!"
"That's so annoying, the streamer should kick him out."
"It's disgusting. Is he a monster? Is he infected with a disease? Is it contagious?"
"Ugh, I'm going to throw up! Set him on fire and burn him to death."
...
The man remained unmoved. He had endured these comments many times before. He wanted to die, but he couldn't; he didn't even have the right to die.
He could only eke out a living in this world with these filthy and disgusting things.
Su Miaomiao was overjoyed; her heart was pounding like a propeller.
I was already happy with just one, but I never expected he had so many!
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