In fact, An Rugu could send those people to the Underworld right then and there, but considering that these ghosts were people who died unexpectedly and had been trapped in the bus’ realm for ten years, they must have a lot of regrets and distress in their hearts.

She gave them a day to fulfill their last wishes—such as gifting dreams to their relatives or looking around at the scenery.

For those who were bound for the Underworld, any commitment they made was powerful and binding.

One day later, all these ghosts returned and not a single one was missing; they all kept their promises.

An Rugu held a large-scale purification ceremony and sent them to the Underworld.

It should be mentioned that the old professor did not participate in the purification ritual but temporarily went to the haunted house with his wife and grandson.

… …

The next day, Ding Weihai and his parents went to Cloud Rise Temple.

As soon as the Wu Jingting saw An Rugu, she rushed over excitedly.

With bright eyes, she said, “Master, you are so amazing. When I heard my son, Xiao Hai, talk about the people on the bus, I was so scared that I could only shiver.

“Thank you so much. Without you, Xiao Hai and his roommates would have been swallowed forever by that bus.”

Ding Weihai, for his part, still had lingering fears. “Being in a place like that felt like being in jail. I might as well have been dead. 

“And now that I know things, I finally understood why—when we first got on the bus, and I asked them if they were ghosts—those passengers kept smiling at me. They haven’t seen anyone alive for many years, so they probably thought my roommates and I were as rare as giant pandas.”

Wu Jingting hugged her son’s arm in distress, hoping to comfort him. She explained the reason for their visit, “Master, thank you so much. I wish to treat you to dinner. You can choose any hotel.”

“No, no need to spend more money,” An Rugu refused firmly. “You have already paid 1 million yuan in remuneration.”

“Oh, okay,” Wu Jingting could only give up. Then she said in a voice full of worry, “But Master, is there nothing wrong with my son’s health? Will there be any sequelae in the future?”

An Rugu looked Ding Weihai over and said, “There is nothing wrong with him, and since he survived this disaster, he will be blessed in the future. Don’t worry.”

Wu Jingting and her husband were overjoyed when they heard this. In order to prevent their son from encountering this kind of thing again, they bought some more safety charms to feel at ease.

Ding Weihai was a little reluctant to leave and hesitated to speak. After a long time, he revealed his true purpose, “Master, can I become your disciple? The way you recited the incantation was really amazing. You were like a god. It’s true!”

This mysterious side simply pierced Ding Weihai’s heart. An Rugu subdued the haunted bus in the blink of an eye and saved them all from danger. It was so cool!

An Rugu had no intention of accepting him as a disciple. She had carefully calculated Ding Weihai’s fate, and she could only shake her head. “Apprenticeship is about fate. You and I don’t have the fate of master and apprentice.”

What she didn’t say was that although Ding Weihai loved Daoist metaphysics, sadly, he had no talent for it.

Ding Weihai couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed when he heard this, but he didn’t force it and just left with regret in his heart.

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

The next day was time for the sixth livestream.

As usual, An Rugu turned on her computer and livestreaming equipment, and then started the livestream. Tens of thousands of people had been squatting in the livestream channel since early that day, and as soon as the livestream began, they all poured in.

There were many destined and undestined persons in the livestream channel, and the special effects of the gifts they were giving was simply dazzling.

In just three or four minutes, the channel’s popularity reached more than 3 million  again, and the number was still increasing. The livestream channel, without relying on anyone else’s popularity, was already at the top of the Shark Channel.

[The missing streamer is back!]

[We are looking at the great prophet.]

[I advise you to do thirty divinations today, otherwise I will kneel down and beg you.]

An Rugu: “…Forget the thirty divinations. The rule is the same: three divinations. I will draw the lottery now.”

She quickly set the lottery parameters and then clicked to start off the lottery. Ten minutes later, the lottery ended, and the names of three destined people were announced.

[Hehehehehe, it’s another day without winning any prizes. I can sleep well today.]

[Welcome the first unlucky… destined person!]

[It’s a showdown, I won’t pretend anymore, welcome the first victim!]

An Rugu ignored these barrages that deliberately teased the destined person and connected with the first destined person, <I Love Eating Blueberries>. They chose to do a video call for the divination.

Once the call was connected, the livestream showed <I Love Eating Blueberries> to the rest of the channel.

She had a delicate appearance, about 27 or 28 years old, and was wearing famous brands from head to toe, but the background was a rural, earth-tile house, which made people feel that she was out of place in her surroundings.

She greeted An Rugu enthusiastically, “Host, I’m the one!”

“You are indeed the one.” An Rugu looked at her face, squinting slightly, and a complicated expression crossed her face. “Please pay the divination fee: a high-powered gun salute.”

“No problem.” <I Love Eating Blueberries> immediately paid the fee.

“What do you want me to divine for you?”

<I Love Eating Blueberries> and said with a smile, “To be honest, I am happy in all aspects of my life right now. My relationship is good, my family is harmonious… Well, let’s just think about when we will have children.”

An Rugu took a sip of tea and gave a small sigh, “Don’t worry about whether you will have children or not. I’ll tell you the truth. You will not have children with this fiance you are with.”

<I Love Eating Blueberries>: “???”

Audience in the livestream channel: “???”

[Is it the man who is unable to father kids, or the woman who’s unable to give birth?]

[According to past practice, I calculated with my little fingers and found that the destined person’s head is a little green.]

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

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