"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Liu Yuan apologized, his fingers interlaced as he looked somewhat nervous.
"Host, I started feeling unwell about two weeks ago. I want to sleep every day, and once I fall asleep, I can't get up. My complexion is getting worse and worse, and I'm losing more and more hair, which led to me losing my job. I went to the hospital for a checkup, but they couldn't find anything wrong. But I just want to sleep all the time, and recently I feel my mental state is getting worse and worse." Liu Yuan said while yawning, as if he might fall asleep at any moment.
He originally wanted to ask the Purple Robe Celestial Master to take a look at his fortune, but there were too many people at the Celestial Master's place, and the price of a single divination was sky-high, which he couldn't afford at all. He happened to come across a fortune-telling livestreamer, and after watching her first divination, he decided to try his luck, even if it seemed hopeless.
Oh my god, could it be a ghost?
[His mental state is clearly not right.]
[It felt like listening to a horror story; it gave me goosebumps.]
"Half a month ago, did you go to any strange places?" Jiang Yuan asked, her expression serious.
"I went to a strange place."
“I’m a deliveryman. About two weeks ago, I received an expensive order. I delivered it to the address... a grave. I called the recipient, who told me to put the package in front of the grave. I put the package down and immediately went back. I even washed my body with pomelo water. And then, this is what I look like now.” Liu Yuan recounted what happened that day.
"Host, could it be that I picked up some kind of dirty stuff at the grave?" Liu Yuan thought and thought, and that was the only thing he could think of.
The living must avoid dealing with the dead.
“That’s a new tomb, and the lingering stagnant air hasn’t completely dissipated. You might have picked up some of that stagnant air, but you can wash it off with pomelo water,” Jiang Yuan said.
"Then, how could I be like this?" Liu Yuan couldn't understand.
He's just an ordinary person who hasn't offended anyone, so why would he suddenly act like this?
"Have you been having dreams for the past two weeks about having sex with a woman?" Jiang Yuan asked.
Liu Yuan shuddered, a chill running down his spine as if the streamer had seen right through him. Looking at the viewers in the live stream, he nodded with difficulty: "Yes, for the past two weeks I've been dreaming about a woman, and in the dream, I... I did that kind of thing with her."
Bringing this kind of thing out in public would be incredibly embarrassing.
But the fact that this master can say this himself suggests that his current situation is related to that dream.
It's normal for men to have dreams, so he didn't take it to heart.
"That's right. She's a ghost who's desperate to get married. She took a liking to you from the moment you went to her grave and wanted to marry you. So she enters your dreams at night, partying every night and absorbing your yang energy to nourish herself."
"Your face already shows signs of death. If you continue this fight a few more times, you will surely die. Even the King of Hell cannot save you."
Jiang Yuan's thin lips moved slightly, her voice very soft, but it gave everyone in the live broadcast room goosebumps.
【What? What did I just hear?】
Holy crap, watching a live stream late at night is scarier than listening to ghost stories!
[Are there really ghosts in this world? And they even took a liking to people?]
[My bro, you're really lucky with the ladies!]
[He was incredibly lucky with women, but he risked his life for it.]
"Host, what should I do?" Liu Yuan asked, trembling.
Normally, he definitely wouldn't believe in ghosts and gods; he only believes in science.
But the fact that it happened to him, and that he fell asleep so suddenly and mysteriously, made him believe that ghosts existed in this world.
He never imagined that the woman he dreamed of every day was a ghost; he thought... he thought it was just a sweet dream!
"Tomorrow, buy a handsome paper doll, cut off a small lock of your own hair and tie it to the doll's body. At noon, go to the grave, burn the paper doll, and kowtow three times. This substitution will break the curse," Jiang Yuan replied.
The best time to go is at noon when the yang energy is at its peak.
"That's all?" Liu Yuan said in disbelief.
"Mm," Jiang Yuan replied.
"Thank you so much, host! I'll go buy the paper figure right now!" Liu Yun said excitedly, then hung up the call.
[How mysterious! How truly mysterious! Do ghosts really exist in this world?]
[Prosperity and democracy...]
[A little creepy, but also a little exciting!]
Whether there are ghosts or not, ask the streamer!
These days, touts are getting more and more sophisticated, even involving ghosts and gods. They're truly unscrupulous for money.
"Whether ghosts exist or not, it's up to you to believe," Jiang Yuan said, looking at the audience in the live stream.
As soon as he finished speaking, another hot air balloon appeared in the middle of the screen.
As is customary, Jiang Yuan invited the other party to connect via video call.
Suddenly, a haggard face appeared before everyone.
Judging from her facial features, a low bridge of the nose, heavy horizontal lines, and a flat nose indicate a life of hard work, with little leisure in the first half of her life. Her children's palace suggests she had children at an advanced age, but the children's palace is scattered, indicating…
She was not destined to have children.
"You want to ask about the child?" Jiang Yuan asked.
In front of the screen, Zhao Cuiyun was still organizing her thoughts when she heard the anchor ask a question.
Upon hearing the word "child," a glimmer of hope appeared in Zhao Cuiyun's dull eyes, and she said excitedly, "Host, host, do you know where my Mimi is? Waaah, host, please help me, Mimi is my lifeline, I can't live without him."
"My child, my child, my poor child! I turned around and my child was gone!" Zhao Cuiyun cried so hard that she was in tears, which was heartbreaking.
"I've tried everything, even called the police, but there's still no trace of her. I don't know which heartless person kidnapped my Mimi." Zhao Cuiyun became more and more agitated as she spoke, and finally started cursing.
What happened? The child is missing?
[It sounds like she disappeared, but she couldn't even keep an eye on her child. This mother is incredibly irresponsible!]
[They didn't do it on purpose, but the child is missing, it's so pitiful, please help her, host.]
I want to see what kind of shill this time.
In the live chat, there were still a lot of people who thought it was all scripted and that the streamers were paid shills, but they stayed and waited to see when the streamer would make a mistake.
But the number of viewers in the live stream not only didn't decrease, but instead surged.
In just an hour and a half, the number of viewers on the live stream had reached two thousand, and the number of comments on the screen was also increasing.
"A forced marriage may quench thirst, but it won't last long." Jiang Yuan's expression suddenly turned cold. Although she was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, people in the live stream could still see that her eyes were icy and she was vaguely angry.
Zhao Cuiyun, who was crying, felt a sudden jolt in her heart. She looked up and stared sharply at Jiang Yuan in the live stream, as if she were right in front of her.
"Host, what do you mean by that?" Zhao Cuiyun stopped crying and questioned, her voice tinged with anger.
“What I mean is, you weren’t born with children; this child was taken from you by force,” Jiang Yuan said, her tone icy.
What should I do? This is a bit creepy.
[The streamer seems angry. What does that mean? Did this child steal someone else's?]
[Prosperity and democracy...]
Is there a twist in the story? Or is there more to the story?
This script is really interesting. I'll watch you guys act while I eat sunflower seeds.
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