I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 42: See You Tomorrow

The moment they stepped out of the room, a ghostly face lunged at them, making their hearts skip a beat.

By the time the two of them escaped the mansion, they were drenched in a cold sweat.

"Holy shit, you scared me to death!" Ziyou patted his chest, panting heavily.

"Are you awake now?" his handsome roommate asked, turning to Ziyou.

Ziyou nodded miserably. "I am now."

After leaving the village, they got into a taxi to go home.

The handsome roommate asked Shen Zhiyao, "Streamer, what did Chen Muzhe’s mother mean with her last words? Don’t tell me Chen Muzhe is still going to pester Little Feng?"

Ziyou, his face pale as a sheet, said, "Streamer, please help me. Help me get rid of Chen Muzhe. I really don’t want to dream about her ever again."

Shen Zhiyao’s expression grew a bit grave. "I’m afraid it’s not that simple."

"What do you mean? Is she going to come back?" Ziyou asked frantically.

Shen Zhiyao said, "You already accepted her marriage proposal in the dream. She will send her dowry to your home, and she’ll also bring the ghost marriage officiants to take you to the underworld to marry her. If nothing unexpected happens, she’ll deliver the dowry to your house tonight."

"What?" Ziyou was so scared he slumped in his seat. "I... I don’t want to marry her... and I don’t want to die..."

His handsome roommate said hurriedly, "Streamer, you have to save Little Feng! He’s so young and has such a bright future ahead of him. He can’t be forced into a ghost marriage with a dead person!"

Shen Zhiyao said confidently, "Don’t worry. I have a way."

[See that? This is what happens when you’re a fool for a pretty face! Let’s see if you men dare to swoon over anyone so easily again!]

[Even though I’m a guy, I have zero sympathy for Ziyou. Who told him to be so taken with a pretty face, fall in love with a woman he’d never met in a dream, and even accept her proposal. Heh, all I can say is, he deserves it!]

[You can’t say that! Basically every guy has dreamed about a gorgeous woman!]

[He’s in the prime of his youth; who wouldn’t be tempted after spending day and night together in a dream! I dreamed about a super hot girl last time, too. She was riding one of those "ghost fire" motorcycles and looked so cool!]

[You men all just like those super hot girls, don’t you! When Chen Muzhe was a great beauty in the dream, he was totally into her. Now that he knows she’s an ugly hag, his attitude does a complete 180. What? Do ugly people not deserve love?]

[What’s wrong with liking pretty people? Do you like ugly guys? Fine, let’s set you up with a pockmarked man with teary eyes, how about it? Would you be willing?]

For a moment, the bullet comments in the stream exploded into a heated argument. Shen Zhiyao glanced at them but paid them no mind.

She looked at the two of them seriously and said, "Just do as I say. They will definitely deliver the betrothal gifts tonight. You don’t need to panic. First thing tomorrow morning, find the owner of a paper effigy shop and have a paper doll made in Ziyou’s likeness. Tomorrow night, stick a piece of paper with Ziyou’s birth date and time onto the doll. When the people from the ghost marriage procession arrive, you," she gestured to the handsome roommate, "will deliver the paper doll to their vehicle. That will complete the ritual! The paper doll will take Ziyou’s place as Chen Muzhe’s groom, and Chen Muzhe will then live happily ever after with her new husband."

The handsome roommate asked, "And that’s it?"

"Mhm, that’s all it takes."

"Whoa, that sounds surprisingly simple!"

Shen Zhiyao said, "However, because you’re the one delivering the paper doll to the vehicle, you’ll need to prepare a black cloth to cover your eyes tomorrow night. For an ordinary person, seeing a ghost can cause a major illness, and on the day you deliver the groom, you will see many ghosts."

Hearing Shen Zhiyao’s words, the handsome roommate’s scalp tingled with fear:

"Shouldn’t the parents be the ones to see the groom off? Do I really have to be the one to do it?"

"My mom is back in our hometown; she can’t make it back in time. And I don’t want to worry them..." He grabbed his handsome roommate’s hand. "Can you help me? At school, you’re the only real brother I have."

The handsome roommate nodded. "I’m seriously terrified of ghosts, but what can I do? You’re my best friend. Of course I have to help you with this!"

"Thanks!" Ziyou said gratefully.

"Streamer, tomorrow night at midnight, when we’re sending Ziyou off, can we video call you?"

Shen Zhiyao nodded. "You can. With me here, nothing will go wrong."

"Thank you, Streamer!"

"You’re welcome. I’ll see you tomorrow, then!" With that, Shen Zhiyao ended the call.

[Now that’s a real bro. Not like my brother, who only knows how to steal my food. He’ll eat anything in my hands as long as it isn’t literal shit. I’m so jealous!]

[I feel like this Ziyou guy is so selfish. He doesn’t want his parents to pay the price, so he makes his friend pay it for him, and even makes his friend take the risk for him.]

[What a "green tea boy." He makes his friend accompany him to an old mansion for a mess he created, and tomorrow night he’s making his friend face a hundred ghosts for him. You’d better treat your friend well from now on.]

[You should solve the problems you cause yourself! Why drag your friend into it!? What kind of man are you! You have no sense of responsibility at all. I can’t stand guys like you!]

[This kind of guy is a top-tier coward. He’d get on my nerves too!]

Most of the bullet comments were filled with negative opinions about "Ziyou."

Shen Zhiyao immediately stepped in to stop them. "Don’t you have any good friends? Or do you hope your friends just stand by and do nothing when you’re in trouble? If something isn’t your place to judge, then don’t judge it!"

’I should keep the grandstanding to a minimum. Too much and I’ll sound like a bleeding-heart saint.’

The remaining two divination slots were for fortune-telling about marriage, and Shen Zhiyao quickly gave her answers.

Early the next morning, the landlady knocked on Shen Zhiyao’s door.

When the landlady saw Shen Zhiyao, she paused in surprise. "You’re... Miss Shen?"

’Strange! How is she so different from the dowdy, plainly dressed girl I remember?’

At that moment, Shen Zhiyao was still wearing that dark green qipao, her hair in a half-updo. Elegant and noble, she looked completely out of place in the rented room.

The landlady quickly snapped back to her senses and finally remembered to ask, "The rent is due. Are... are you going to renew?"

’I originally came to collect the rent, but after seeing Shen Zhiyao now, I feel like my humble little place can’t possibly hold such a distinguished person anymore.’

"It’s due, so I won’t be renewing. I’ll be moving out in the next day or two."

She had lived in this shabby rented room before because she was poor. Now that Shen Zhiyao’s wealth was growing daily from her livestreams, she no longer had to put up with such conditions.

It was just that for the past few days, she’d been so busy with her cultivation that she hadn’t thought about moving.

But now, she was gaining some fame on the internet. With fame comes trouble, and a better environment could help her avoid a lot of hassle.

She had originally thought about buying an apartment, but when she looked at a real estate agency, she discovered that the prices in Beijing City were frighteningly expensive.

In a building that housed dozens of families, a single apartment cost over thirty million!

’For the same price in the Cultivation World, I could have bought an entire mountain to establish my own sect!’

’Maybe I should just rent an apartment for now,’ she mused.

Just then, she got a call from Jin Fan...