Little Older Brother Liu was in a state of turmoil, constantly pondering An Rugu’s words.

The little black rat survived because of his mother’s momentary kindness. After becoming a spirit, he came to repay his mother. Although he was a rat, he pretended to be a little black dog and stayed by his mother’s side day and night.

In her later years, his mother would always sit in front of the gate, weaving brooms from dried thatch. A single broom could sell for a few dollars at the market.

Her eyes could see nothing but blurry shadows; she could only rely on her rough, large hands to feel the thatch and determine where she was in the weaving and how to proceed.

Little Older Brother Liu couldn’t bear to let his mother continue working like this, so he said he could earn money now and told her to stop. But his mother refused and stubbornly continued weaving brooms, ignoring all his pleas.

Looking back now, he guessed it was because she didn’t want to be a burden on the family, and her innate hardworking nature kicked in, so she just couldn’t stop working.

A scene flashed through his mind like a movie screen.

His mother, leaning on her cane, sat at the front door, weaving a broom. Beside her, her dog, Little Blackie, lay lazily in the sun, occasionally barking at her, which made her smile. The two enjoyed a warm and peaceful moment.

His mother’s affection for the rat seemed genuine; before leaving, she earnestly instructed him to take good care of Little Blackie.

Seeing that he seemed very troubled, An Rugu was curious about his decision. “If you don’t want them to stay, I can help you get rid of it. Do you want to or not?”

Previously, most viewers disliked the Gray Immortal, but now their attitudes have begun to change.

[Little Older Brother Liu, your mother asked you to take good care of the rat, so you’ve made a promise. Your family and this rat seem to have a special connection; cherish it.]

[I only care about luck. This rat is actually sharing its luck with you, making your business better and better. This isn’t just a rat, it’s a god of wealth! If it were me, I’d offer it sacrifice, not just leftovers.]

[Plus one! Isn’t this better than the lucky cat? This Gray Immortal is rich and easy to work with. Not only does it share its luck with you, but it also helps you with chores. It’s much easier to please than those cold-hearted Immortals I’ve heard of. If you don’t want it, I’ll take it.]

While feeling a headache coming on, Little Older Brother Liu looked up at the comments, pondered for a long time while rubbing his chin, and finally shook his head. “Streamer, you should send it away.”

Some sentimental viewers felt sorry for the loss, while others who were looking for profit were overjoyed and left reservation messages in the livestream chat.

[It seems Little Older Brother Liu is still afraid of rats. Sigh.]

[I’m the first one in line, please come to my house, I promise I’ll be good to you.]

[I’m the first one! Gray Immortal, I promise you’ll never eat leftovers. I’ll give you all the best food during holidays, so you can feast on meat and fish day and night. Even if I suffer, I won’t let you suffer.]

Little Older Brother Liu caught a glimpse of these comments out of the corner of his eye, but shook his head, a hint of melancholy on his face. “I’m a grown man, okay? Although I hate rats a bit, I’m not so scared as to die from fright. When I was learning to cook in the city, I went to several restaurants with particularly poor hygiene.

“I felt that wasn’t a restaurant at all, it was a rat’s den; there were more rats than people. I caught so many rats that it cured my childhood trauma.”

An Rugu took a sip of warm green tea, the tea refreshing and invigorating, and put down the teacup. “Then why do you wish to send it away?”

Some people especially wanted to become a shaman, a medium for Immortals, hoping that their career will take off and their wealth will flourish.

She once told the fortune of a woman at the Daoist temple. That woman spent her whole life looking for an opportunity to become a shaman, but she was always deceived and swindled out of a lot of money, gaining nothing in return.

After she pointed out that she was not destined for this kind of relationship, she finally gave up with regret.

Little Older Brother Liu has a connection with the spirit, but he didn’t want to form a bond with them, and this was even such a rare and kind-hearted spirit. If that woman had seen Little Older Brother Liu before, she probably would have lost her mind.

Little Older Brother Liu sighed heavily, and his hand…

It felt a little itchy, so he picked up a cigarette from the side.

He was about to light it when he remembered what An Rugu had said to the first destined person, so he put the cigarette down.

“I’ve heard that being a shaman involves telling fortunes, healing the sick, and performing rituals. I’m really not interested in that. I just want to run my restaurant properly.

“Most importantly, it has a connection with my mother, and my mother has been kind to it. The kind of luck you mentioned sounds pretty powerful. It must have brought a lot to our family. I now wonder if it did any negative effects on itself.

“Now that my mother is gone, it’s really not right for it to keep giving to us. I don’t want to hold it hostage and make it serve our family for the rest of its life.”

He wasn’t lying. The fact that the gray spirit was connected to his mother didn’t mean it was connected to him. He already couldn’t get over the fact that the spirit had done so much for him.

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

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