The comments barrage was lively. Some netizens even went off topic and discussed in the livestream channel whether mothers love their children more or whether children love their mothers more.

An Rugu saw these comments and suddenly remembered something, so she said, “This reminds me of a story about a mother. Do you want to hear it?”

[Listen, listen, listen.]

An Rugu took a sip of tea and said, “About ten years ago, a woman in the village came to my master and said that her mother had died and the funeral had already been held. But after a while—this woman didn’t know why—her mother reappeared. She appeared at home and acted as she usually did. She washed her clothes, cooked for her, and even brought back a birthday cake for her.

“On this woman’s previous birthday, her mother worked the night shift and bought her a birthday cake to celebrate but was killed by a robber on her way home.

“The woman was extremely scared and wanted my master to get rid of this ghost that was haunting her house and looked just like her mother.

“When my master went to the woman’s house, he took me with him. The woman didn’t go in because she was afraid, and left only my master, me, and the ghost of her mother inside the house.

“The mother saw my master wearing Daoist priest’s clothes and was worried about something.

“She said that her daughter had died and she already held a funeral for her, but for some reason, her daughter came back these past days. She was scared, but she missed her daughter very much, so even though her daughter was a ghost, she washed her clothes and cooked for her as usual, pretending that her daughter was a normal person.”

[Fuck, it’s so late at night, this scared me.]

[So who really died?]

[Maybe they are both dead, but they don’t know they are dead.]

An Rugu took a sip of tea to moisten her throat and continued, “My master told the mother that the reason why a dead person still lingered in the world of the living is because there is a breath hanging on her and an obsession in her heart forming an attachment. Her daughter was likely to be attached to her. She didn’t know that she was dead and wanted to live with her as usual.

“He told her they should have a good talk, and when her daughter’s obsession is gone, she should tell her, ‘rest in peace’, and her daughter will realize that she was dead and would naturally stop pestering her.

“The woman’s mother hesitantly agreed.

“Then my master went out and made a phone call. He talked to the woman for a long time and called her back to the house.

“The woman came back full of fear and spoke to her mother for a long time. She talked about many things, clearing all the knots in her heart that she carried for many years, and then they hugged each other and cried bitterly.

“The two looked at each other for a long time, neither of them spoke.

“It wasn’t until a long time later that the woman suddenly made up her mind and said, ‘Rest in peace, mom. You are already dead.’

“Then, her mother seemed to realize something. Her attachment dissipated into the air and she smiled.” 

[I didn’t quite understand. I always thought that the daughter was the ghost, but it turned out the mother was the ghost.]

[I understand. The mother was unwilling to say that her daughter was dead, banishing her, but the daughter did so with tears in her eyes.]

[This scared me. Is this story true or fake?]

“It was indeed the mother who had died. She was killed by a robber on her way home, still holding a birthday cake for her daughter. She had an obsession left in her heart, so she returned home hoping to continue living with her daughter. She remembered attending the funeral, but she mistakenly thought that it was her daughter’s funeral. In reality….”

An Rugu felt that mothers tended to love their children more, but she was an orphan and had no mother, so she simply changed the subject. “I said it from the beginning, this is just a story.”

It’s a story from her own experience.

[Believe it or not, you are a very bad streamer.]

[Beautiful women are the best at lying.]

An Rugu ignored these comments and planned to do another divination to retain the viewers who had entered the livestream channel. She contacted the next predestined person. 

“The story is over, the second destined person is here.”

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

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T/N: I really liked this mother-daughter story. Goosebumps and all the feels!