[This person is so arrogant. I’ve seen people with no manners, but I’ve never seen anyone as uncultured as you. Someone, please mute this person.]

[Who are you calling a poor bastard? If I average my money with the richest man, I’ll also be a wealthy man, okay?]

[Do you want to piss me off to death and then inherit my spicy snacks that cost a dime a pack??]

This was also the first time An Rugu had seen someone with such poor character. She stared at him intently, and when she saw what he was talking about, her eyes glared. “Do you want me to tell your fortune? If so, pay the a high-powered gun salute. If not, you can hang up right now.”

“I see you what you mean, you don’t really want to tell my fortune, but you still have to do it.”

Brother Zhang was used to being arrogant an arrogant man from society. It seemed that he enjoyed making others angry. He immediately paid for the divination.

However, his hopes were doomed to fail. An Rugu’s expression was indifferent, not moved at all by him. Without even raising her hand to calculate, she continued, “I see you’ve been plagued by bad luck lately, am I right?”

The person in front of her had a black forehead and dark clouds hanging over his head. She could tell it at a glance without having to calculate his fortune.

The smug smile on Brother Zhang’s face froze. An Rugu was right. He had been indeed very unlucky recently.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have listened to his friends and come to watch a fortune-telling livestream. Watching the beauties in the dance streams was much better than fortune-telling.

The last time he went walking, he was beaten up by his mortal enemy, leaving his face bruised and swollen. Not only that, he fell down when walking on flat ground, was bitten by a dog when going out. He even got something stuck in his teeth when drinking cold water.

He lit a cigarette, not showing any fear at all, his expression still arrogant, not like someone asking for help. “You calculated it right, then do you know what is going on?”

An Rugu’s eyes moved, looking at the blurry figure behind him. “It’s because there is a ghost behind you.”

Society Member Brother Zhang: “???”

The audience in the livestream channel: “???”

Brother Zhang was so scared that he couldn’t even hold the cigarette. The cigarette butt almost burned his hand. He quickly threw the cigarette away. “What did you say? How could there be a ghost behind me?”

An Rugu said calmly, “Words have power. If you keep talking about gods and ghosts, you’ll attract some unclean things. If you keep calling on ghosts, they’ll come looking for you.”

The audience in the livestream channel was suddenly shocked, and barrages of comments flew past quickly.

[We have this saying here too. My grandma told me not to say ‘bad luck’ every day. If you say it too much, you’ll really be unlucky.]

[God of Wealth, you are lightning, you are light, you are the only myth, I only want you! ]

[Get rich, get rich, get rich, money, money, money, money.]

[Wenquxing, Wenquxing¹, how can I live without you?]

Brother Zhang sucked in a breath of cold air. The burly man was so scared that his hair stood on end. He immediately turned around, but saw nothing.

He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm. “How is that possible? Stop talking nonsense. Other people also call out to ghosts, why should they bother me instead of others?”

An Rugu stared at the ghost’s face behind him and hummed, “That’s right, it’s not just for this reason. There really is another reason: he has a grudge against your family.”

Brother Zhang suddenly felt uneasy. His father owned a casino, and he himself was a gangster. No one in their society was clean.

When she mentioned having a grudge, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but he couldn’t think of who it was specifically.

His arrogance faded considerably, and he quickly asked, “Who is trying to harm me? I must get rid of it. If they dare to mess with me, I’ll make sure they die.”

An Rugu calculated carefully on her fingers, then suddenly opened her eyes, “The problem lies with your family’s ancestral grave, with coffins piled on top of coffins. Just ask your father and you’ll know the answer.”

Brother Zhang immediately stood up from his computer, took out his cell phone, and called his father, hoping that his father would tell him that this was all fake.

“What’s wrong?” His father said in a steady voice, with a hint of impatience. “I’m very busy. If you have something to say, say it now.”

Brother Zhang’s voice trembled a little, which was unusual for him. “Dad, someone said I am being haunted by a ghost. She also said that there was something wrong with our ancestral grave and that our family has made enemies with someone. That we added coffins on top of coffins. What’s going on?”

His father suddenly clutched his phone, a little shocked, “Who? Who told you that?”

Brother Zhang noticed something was wrong with his father, and his heart skipped a beat. Did his family actually make a feud over their ancestral grave?!

“A fortune-telling livestreamer on the Internet.”

His father held the phone in his hand, veins popping out on his arms.

Where he came from, they believed in feng shui very much. When his father passed away, he asked a feng shui master to determine a suitable location for their ancestral tomb.

The master found a feng shui spot that promised great wealth and prosperity, but someone else was already occupying it. The feng shui master told him to relocate the deceased’s grave properly and burn incense and paper, praying for his forgiveness, otherwise the family would suffer unrest.

He immediately agreed and asked what would happen if the family was disturbed.

The feng shui master said that not only would they not be able to enjoy the wealth brought by the feng shui arrangement, but they would also be plagued by bad luck.

Later, when his father was buried, he led people to move the grave. When they opened it, they found a lot of gold coins inside.

Who could resist the temptation of gold?

He forgot the feng shui master’s advice and after moving the coffin in  grave, he kept the valuable burial objects. He later sold them and made his first pot of gold.

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

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Chapter 77.6 — The Strongest Gu
Chapter 78.1 — Ghost King
Chapter 78.2 — Ghost King
Chapter 78.3 — Ghost King
Chapter 78.4 — Ghost King
Chapter 79.1 — Attracting Lightning Technique
Chapter 79.2 — Attracting Lightning Technique
Chapter 79.3 — Attracting Lightning Technique
Chapter 79.4 — Attracting Lightning Technique
Chapter 79.5 — Attracting Lightning Technique
Chapter 79.6 — Attracting Lightning Technique

FOOTNOTE:

1. Wenquxing (‘Star of Literature’) is a god responsible for overseeing literary pursuits and examinations. He is mostly worshipped by students wishing for success or to enter a better school or position. ↩︎