When the man saw her questioning his ideals, he immediately felt very aggrieved and began explaining like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube¹. 

“Actually, I used to be a horror-movie lover, but I’ve never liked the perspective of the protagonist; I like the perspective of the ghost! I liked that the ghost could scare the  protagonist to death.

“But because I wasn’t a ghost yet at the time, I could only tell my friends stories about ghosts and scare them.

“I had a car accident a while ago and turned into a ghost. I felt sad and happy at the same time. Sad that I will never see my family again, happy that I can scare people as much as I want.

“But those older ghosts I encountered told me that if ghosts deliberately harass humans, it would damage their morality and attract evil spirits to hunt them down.

“So I thought about it, and after a while, I thought that if I opened a haunted house, I wouldn’t have this kind of trouble.

“They were the ones who came to my door to be scared. So even if they were scared by me, they wouldn’t know that I was a ghost, so that wouldn’t count me as violating the rules. Hehehehehe.”

An Rugu: “…”

… …

In a sense, the frightened guests were really miserable ah.

The man seemed to have thought of something and begged for mercy. “The haunted houses in other places all have owners. I floated around for a long time and finally drifted into this haunted house without an owner. If you don’t want me to stay here, I will leave right away.”

Although he was reluctant to give up, what else could he do in order to save his existence? 

He stood up, put away his paper, pen and other props, took out the other carefully made props from the cabinet, and prepared to leave with all his luggage.

But at this moment, An Rugu’s voice came to his ears. 

“…Why don’t you stay.”

The man’s hand movements paused, and deep surprise flashed in his eyes. “Do you mean that? Can I really stay?” 

“Yes, actually I came here to establish a haunted house.”

An Rugu looked at the man with her clear eyes and felt that this man was quite interesting, so she said, “Your script was not scary to me, but to others, I wouldn’t know. I need a haunted house manager. Are you willing? Do you want to be the manager?”

“Yes! I do want to!” The man was so happy that he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. “I will definitely run this haunted house well. I have watched a lot of horror movies. And there’s also my abilities, it will definitely be scary enough. Even alone, I can make this haunted house worthy of being an internet sensation.”

“What’s your name?”

The man answered honestly, “Su Weizhi.”

“I also have a ghost. Like you, he also likes to scare people. If you meet him some time, you two might become friends.”

The man felt a little yearning when he heard this. He nodded and said, “This is good.”

Other ghosts thought his ideas were too childish. As a ghost, he has not yet met a like-minded ghost companion who also liked to scare people.

“Don’t come out for now. After I sign this place up and officially open the haunted house, you will have plenty of time to run the place.”

The man was full of interest. “I understand! Then I will study and improve the script well.”

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

An Rugu didn’t know much about how to acquire an establishment, but she had an elder who was a village chief, and he helped her with matters.

Tianle Amusement Park was now completely used as a regular park, and almost all the recreational facilities have been abandoned. It wasn’t easy for the government to find someone to take it over, and the review for her application went very fast.

Soon, An Rugu signed a contract for the operation of the haunted house.

Immediately afterwards, she threw Zhou Keyu’s black schoolbag into the haunted house and asked the two to discuss scripts to prepare for the official opening in ten days time. After that, she dusted her hands off and became the hands-off shopkeeper.

… …

The next day, a couple came to the Daoist temple. They were dressed in elegant, brand-named clothing from head to toe, but their hair was a little messy as if they had been running around.

As soon as they arrived at the Daoist temple, they quickly asked Shang Yue if they could meet An Rugu. It seemed that there was something urgent, and they could not delay for even a moment.

After walking into the side courtyard to see An Rugu, the wife hurriedly walked next to her, looking anxious. “Master, I heard from Xu Miao and others that you are very talented. You can catch ghosts and find people.”

An Rugu paused, put down the ‘Burial Sutra’ in her hand, and asked in a clear voice, “What’s wrong?”

The wife wiped her tears and said with red eyes, “My son is missing.”

She had obviously done her homework and knew that when An Rugu was looking for someone, she would need a photo. Before An Rugu could ask, she took out a family photo from her pocket.

Not only that, she also took out a card and put it in An Rugu’s hand. “Master, there is two million in the card. As long as you can help me find my son, this card will be yours.”

The wife had heard from Xu Miao that she had escaped from a rotten peach blossom with An Rugu’s guidance, and she also heard from Zhang Ling that her son got rid of the ghost of his wife from a previous marriage. She was friends with them and knew that they had no need to lie about these matters, and they were not the kind who would lie to her, so she had no doubts about An Rugu.

But she never thought that there would be a day when she would also need the master’s contact information. After all, she was not as unlucky as them.

But today, she cried and asked her friend for An Rugu’s contact information and address, and she went straight to Cloud Rise Temple.

… …

A few days ago, a visitor had come here and said that her daughter was missing. But it turned out that the daughter just ran away from home, and her life was really not in danger. Once her mother relents, the daughter would naturally go home.

An Rugu thought that perhaps this son had also run away from home, but when she took the photo and looked at it, her eyes froze.

The face of this visitor’s son was covered by a dark and hazy miasma, as black soot. His face had the omen of death.

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

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1. Talk like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. To say everything without hiding anything. ↩︎