There was a lot of entertainment to be had in modern society and staying up late was common. Zhang Ling, her husband, and their son—all three didn’t plan to sleep, not that they could sleep anyway. After all, who could sleep peacefully when they knew that ghosts were coming to claim their lives?

Husband and wife pulled their son, Wang Ke, to sit on the sofa; watching the expert arrange things, they felt a sense of security in their hearts.

With these experts here, their son will surely be saved!

Wang Ke frowned when he saw that he had been doused with spells and sprinkled with many strange, smelly things. But he knew the pros and cons of it, so he could only take out his mobile phone and watch short videos to divert his attention.

Everyone was determined to win the one million reward, and they were very busy preparing. Occasionally, someone would chuckle when they thought of An Rugu who was sleeping soundly upstairs. She hasn’t prepared anything until now—after that bluff, all she could do was give up.

The second hand of the exquisite clock on the wall swayed one frame at a time, but the hours nevertheless passed quickly, soon reaching eleven o’clock.

Everyone kept an eye on the clock. The movements of their hands paused, their hearts thumped, and they held the prepared weapons in their hands, looking like they were ready for a fight.

Eleven o’clock at night to one o’clock in the morning was known as zishi, and it was the time when yin and yang met, and the yin energy was at its heaviest. The ancients often never went out at this time because they were afraid of encountering something. Generally, ghosts and strange beings tend to show up when the yin energy was heaviest.

As a result, everyone waited and waited, and waited and waited, and waited for a long time. Until the zishi hour passed, and the time became two o’clock, there was no movement anywhere.

Everyone thought, could it really be three o’clock?

By two o’clock, the elderly expert was already a little sleepy, but for the sake of one million yuan, he could only work hard to hold on.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound outside the window, and the sound of light footsteps getting closer and closer, as if something was approaching, forming a great contrast to the room so silent that a needle falling could be heard, making one’s scalp numb.

“Damn, she’s here, she’s here.”

When Wang Ke heard the strange movement, he was so afraid that he couldn’t even look at his mobile phone anymore. He hugged his parents tightly, fearing that ghosts would come and claim his life.

Zhang Ling was also very scared, but she suppressed her fear and comforted her son, “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, Mom is here.”

Wang Ke was about to cry, thinking of what An Rugu had said before, “Didn’t that person say the ghost wouldn’t come until three o’clock? I’m not ready yet. It’s more terrifying than suddenly bringing the exam day forward!”

The other high-ranking practitioners were not impressed.

The sorceress sneered and said what was in their hearts on behalf of everyone, “When people lie to you, will you also believe it?”

Wang Ke realized that he had been fooled and quickly asked these experts, “How is she so unreliable?! Let’s just forget about her—you must protect me!”

Everyone found themselves on more solid ground, and with unfathomable smiles on their faces, they all agreed, one after another. The little Daoist once again looked at his master with admiration, and Daoist Wen Yang himself smiled calmly.

He really didn’t know who put such an amateur as An Rugu in this group. When the time was critical, of course one still had to look to him for help!

He pinched a formula with his fingers and felt the yin energy around him. The air was windy, but it was not very strong, and the black air was a bit thin. It can be inferred from this that this ghost was not a fierce ghost!

It’s just a ghost that was a little more powerful than ordinary ghosts.

Daoist Wen Yang gained confidence, stood up abruptly, and vigorously picked up his peachwood sword.

If he didn’t show off his skills like the weasel pulling the door curtain, this group of people would really think he was incompetent!

Daoist Wen Yang went to the window with the most yin energy, pushed the window open, and took up a pose, ready to use the peachwood sword to pierce the ghost who was about to come in.

When Zhang Ling’s family saw that Daoist Wen Yang was so brave and his figure resembled Superman, they were immediately moved and almost burst into tears.

At the same time, a dog started barking outside the window. “Woof, woof, woof, woof!”

The originally light footsteps gradually became heavier, and a man’s slurred voice came, “Don’t make a noise, don’t make a noise, if you make a noise, I will beat you, hiccup~”

Everyone went to the window and found that it was a man wearing a suit and leather shoes. He seemed to have drunk too much, and the dog raised by the owner of the villa next door was barking at him.

The barking of the dog continued; the man saw it and started to bark like a dog himself. Perhaps because the man barked too loudly but the dog’s voice gradually became smaller and eventually the dog stopped barking altogether. Only then was the drunk man satisfied and left.

Daoist Wen Yang: “…”

Zhang Ling’s family: “…”

Daoist Wen Yang was very embarrassed, coughed lightly, and made amends for himself. “What… I heard footsteps, and I was worried that it was a thief, so I came to take a look.”

Everyone: “…”

Of course he thought it was a ghost! Did he not look like he was going to catch ghosts or some other strange being?

Daoist Wen Yang knew that he had caused a major blunder, so he had to share the information he had to change the subject. “I calculated and saw that there was a lot of yin energy in the house at the time, and I thought the female ghost was coming, but it turned out that the yin I felt must be from the last time the female ghost was here. Do you know what this means?”

Zhang Ling’s family shook their heads, not knowing what any of that meant at all.

The sorceress sighed, and her heart wavered, “If the female ghost can leave behind so much yin energy even after leaving—then her strength is extraordinary!”

In the face of losing one’s life, this one million yuan was no good after all!

I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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T/N: Ahhh! The ghost is coming! ( ˃̣̣̥﹏˂̣̣̥ ✿)