Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling Chapter 112 - 113: Hitting a Little Dog

Su Nian gave a hard tug, and the Water Ghost was quickly stretched out.

The Water Ghost panicked. ’If this King Kong Barbie keeps pulling, I’m a goner!’ It struggled frantically, crying, "I was wrong! I was wrong!"

’What kind of fucking woman is this?’

’She looks so delicate and dainty, but what kind of delicate young lady has this much strength?!’

’How is she any different from a Vajra Pestle?’

Su Nian chuckled. After helping the Water Ghost stretch out its "muscles and bones," she also rembered to haul out the big-mouthed ghost, which had been spun into a dizzy stupor inside the washing machine.

’Perfect. That’s three of them now.’ Su Nian smoothly strung the three ghosts up in a row. ’Since they love causing trouble, I’ll just have to show these ghosts what I’m made of!’

With all three ghosts gathered, and her hand still gripping the Water Ghost, Su Nian proceeded to braid the three of them together into a single, small braid.

’Gather three, make a braid. From now on, for every ghost that cos, I’ll add it to the chain.’

Su Nian had made her decision, quite pleased with herself.

She looked at the large braid she had woven and smiled in satisfaction.

But to the three Evil Ghosts, the sight only made them tremble in fear.

They had lost all face and dignity. ’What kind of ghost ends up in a state like this?!’

Once everything was settled, Su Nian nodded, cheerfully deciding to wash her face and go to sleep.

The next day, Su Nian received a phone call.

Her Daoist Temple was already repaired; they were just waiting to finish up so of the details.

After acknowledging, Su Nian checked her bank balance on her phone and transferred a paynt.

She also made a donation. This was a necessity for those who made a living through Mystic Techniques—a way to accumulate good karma in the spiritual realm.

Soon, it was ti for her live stream.

Su Nian opened the refrigerator and got a peach.

Then, she started her live stream.

A huge crowd of viewers instantly flooded into the stream.

Watching the viewer count climb steadily, Su Nian calmly took another bite of her peach.

[The host’s peach looks so sweet!]

[That’s no ordinary peach. That’s a peach straight out of a Wang Wei poem!]

[The comnter above has mastered the art of stating the obvious.]

Once the viewer count began to stabilize, Su Nian spoke.

"Good evening, everyone. We’ll be doing three readings today, as usual. Let’s start the prize drawing now."

Three seconds later, the first lucky winner appeared.

[Congratulations to Mr. Huang for winning the host’s prize drawing!]

After a brief exchange in the chat, Su Nian sent a video call invitation.

A man appeared on the screen, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans. He was rather handso, but he had dark circles under his eyes and his hair was a ss, as if he hadn’t been sleeping well.

He looked up at Su Nian, his eyes completely bloodshot.

She was stunningly beautiful, but her eyes held a proud indifference that made people hesitant to approach. Even now, with a leisurely expression as she slowly took a bite of her peach, she exuded an air of haughtiness.

The young man swallowed hard and unmuted his microphone.

"Hello, everyone. My surna is Huang, and I work in education. You can just call Mr. Huang."

[Teachers watch live streams?]

[Duh, teachers are people too!]

[The comnter above doesn’t seem too bright!]

[This teacher not only watches live streams, he even won the prize drawing! As a teacher myself, I’m so jealous!]

Mr. Huang gave a bitter smile. He never imagined he would one day turn to a live strear for a fortune-telling.

Before this, he had always been a staunch materialist and never thought he’d see the day he would be seeking divine help.

But the things he’d been encountering recently were so bizarre that he had no choice but to believe in the existence of the supernatural.

Su Nian nodded, studying his facial features closely.

Even though he saw her expression turn a bit more serious, Mr. Huang wasn’t holding out much hope.

He had never watched a live stream before. He figured the only reason he saw this one today was that so algorithm had detected his distress and recomnded a fortune-telling stream.

And when he saw she was just a delicate-looking, haughty young lady, his hopes sank even lower. What could a pampered rich girl like her possibly have to do with exorcism?

But he was out of options. Desperate people will try anything, so he decided to give her live stream a shot.

Before Su Nian could even ask, Mr. Huang began to tell his story.

He took a deep breath. "I’m a math teacher at a learning center, and I also do private tutoring. I have to travel a lot between the center and my students’ hos, and the commute is a pain, so I started driving lessons over six months ago to get my license."

"I passed the road test portion without any trouble, but I struggled with the parking and maneuvering part for a long ti—I just couldn’t reverse into the parking space. There are a lot of stray dogs at the driving school. They don’t move for cars; they only wander away slowly right when a car is about to touch them."

"While I was waiting in line for my turn to practice, I’d play with the strays and bring them food. They made the long waits less boring."

[Wow, Mr. Huang actually sounds like a kind person.]

[I love dogs too!]

[I’ve learned never to jump to conclusions about people on this stream.]

"One ti, while I was reversing, I didn’t notice a dog passing right behind my rear wheel. I was going extrely slowly, but I still managed to run right over its front paws."

"Suddenly, people were screaming. The instructor was banging on my window, telling to pull forward. I panicked. I didn’t even know what was happening and didn’t change gears, so the car lurched backward again."

He paused for a mont before continuing. "It was just a stray, after all. Faced with expensive vet bills, everyone just looked the other way. I wanted to save it at first, but both its front paws were a bloody ss, and it couldn’t even stand up. I... I was afraid it would cost too much."

"I’m just a poor teacher. I couldn’t afford that much money, and I wasn’t willing to spend it."

Mr. Huang was brutally honest.

The viewers in the chat imdiately changed their tune, and the comnts filled with angry curses.

[And this guy is supposed to be a role model for students?!]

[I an, I can kind of understand. He really doesn’t have the money, and you could argue the dog didn’t move... but I still despise you! That was a living creature! How can you sound so matter-of-fact about it?!]

Mr. Huang saw the viewers’ angry comnts, but he just took a calm sip of water and continued.

"I bought so water and dog food and placed them in front of it, but it was completely still. The only thing it could do was blink its eyes."

"But I really didn’t an to hurt it. I... I had no choice. I looked it up online, checked what the vet bills would be... It was a huge amount of money for . I really couldn’t afford it."

[That doesn’t give you the right to just abandon it without a shred of guilt!]

[Exactly! No matter how you look at it, that was a living creature.]

[I’m speechless. If you really cared, you would’ve taken it to the vet right after you ran over its paws. It would’ve cost a thousand yuan at most.]

[Sigh... maybe he really is that poor. It’s just so sad for the poor dog.]