"I..."
Before the young spirited one could continue his harsh words, Ning An stood up, acting as if he was going to help him up.
In fact, with a slight exertion of strength, he was already no longer an ordinary mortal body.
Just with a slight exertion, the young spirited one couldn’t take it, breaking out in a cold sweat, shivering without saying a word, wishing to beg for rcy but finding it too painful to utter a word.
After slowly helping the young spirited one up, Ning An said with a lingering interest, "May I ask, are you here to make a wish, lay practitioner?"
"Yes... here to make a wish..."
The young spirited one cowered, not daring to look Ning An in the eye.
"Since you’re here to make a wish, you must follow our Daoist Temple’s rules and please go queue, no cutting in line, thank you."
Just as the young spirited one was about to turn around, Ning An added, "I suppose you won’t run away? If you do, as a little Daoist, I will have to chase after you. After all, it’s not easy to get an incense burner here, if you run away, the ancestor might bla ."
After the young spirited one shakily joined the queue, Ning An was satisfied and returned the table to its place, resuming his monotonous task of collecting money for incense.
About an hour later, it was the young spirited one’s turn again. Ning An smiled and asked, "Lay practitioner, are you here to make a wish?"
The young spirited one was stunned, he was just about to get angry, saying sothing like "are you looking for death?" but a glance at Ning An’s calm eyes was like a bucket of cold water poured over him.
He lowered his head, speaking ingratiatingly, "Daoist Master really has sharp eyes, seeing at a glance that I’m here to offer incense."
This comnt directly amused the viewers in the live broadcast room.
"Who said the young spirited ones never bend? Look, here’s one that’s bent."
"Hehe, it’s not that they never bend, it’s just that the pressure isn’t enough. Apply a hydraulic press and see if they bend."
"Haha, this kid is rather straightforward, amusing."
Ning An didn’t say much because he had already disciplined him for breaking the rules and speaking rudely earlier.
He’s not the young spirited one’s parent; as long as he doesn’t affect him, he can act as he pleases.
Handing over three sticks of incense, Ning An pointed to the incense burner and let him go make his wish after he transferred the money.
The young spirited one, full of energy, respectfully took the three sticks of incense and approached the incense burner, making a wish very earnestly:
"I hope that in the future, I can live a laid-back life, not having to do anything every day, just lying around and making money. Please make sure this good life lasts a lifeti!"
Whoa!
This wish imdiately reminded the live audience of Brother Duckbill from the start.
"Back then, didn’t that guy wish for a lifeti of stability and then got caught up by the army?"
"Wasn’t it? How could he not understand? The mont he opened his mouth it was for a lifeti, a real brave warrior indeed."
"Kid, you can choose to start over, eighteen years later you’ll be a good man again, but when you co to wish next life, be mindful and don’t say a lifeti again."
The live audience’s banter, the system interface as promised.
Curiously, Ning An looked at the interface; he also wanted to know what the price of such a wish would be.
[Gender: Male]
[Occupation: Unemployed]
[Na: Li Xiao’Er]
[Wish: Hoping to lie down and make money, living a good life for a lifeti]
[Wild thod of Wish Fulfillnt: After going out, he was noticed by a 300-pound wealthy lady, reminding her of that damned youth!
Big spender at once, imdiately waving a million to have Li Xiao’Er follow her ho eagerly, but fearing her lover would stray, she had a doctor break all his limbs, and there were bodyguards on standby.
He could only lie in bed every day, helplessly watching the account balance grow ever larger.]
Reading the information on the panel, Ning An fell silent.
After a long pause, Ning An exhaled gently in his heart:
System, you really are becoming more twisted.
And Ning An’s every expression was the most entertaining mont for the live viewers.
Seeing Ning An fall silent again, the viewers beca excitedly perverse.
"Daoist Master wears this expression again, looks like this person’s done for."
"What do you an done for, just look at you, not learning any respect! In Daoist terms, it’s not called being done for, it’s called ascending with a crane, hahaha."
"Ha, the genius above, share your ho address, I want to passionately duo with you."
The young spirited one also noticed Ning An’s strange expression and asked nervously, "Daoist Master, was my wish too excessive? Could it be that the ancestor doesn’t want to fulfill this wish?"
"Not too excessive..." Ning An looked at him helplessly, indirectly asking, "I’m curious to know, have you ever been in love?"
"What kind of question is that!"
The young spirited one’s expression changed, puffing out his chest confidently, "I was the most popular guy in our school, changing girlfriends every day, the girls in the school..."
Ning An just watched him calmly, and the more the young spirited one spoke, the more he felt guilty, quickly changing his tune, "I admit I was exaggerating, but lacking a girlfriend, how could I? Joke, hahaha..."
"Daoist Master, what’s that look? You don’t believe , okay, okay, I have just three girlfriends..."
"What? No, Daoist Master, say sothing. I won’t lie to you, I just had one first love, she was my white moonlight..."
"...I admit it, I’ve never had a girlfriend..."
Proving once again, even the spirited ones couldn’t handle the silent treatnt.
Ning An just kept staring at him quietly, and the more the young spirited one spoke, the more insecure he felt.
Finally, he tightly gripped his jeans with both hands, lowering his head, admitting quietly and shafully he had never had a girlfriend.
"Well, that’s a pity then."
Ning An sighed softly, but the young spirited one didn’t hear and looked up confused, "Huh? Daoist Master, what’s so cute?"
Ning An waved his hand dismissively, "It’s nothing, just go worship the ancestor."
The young spirited one didn’t hear, but the viewers in the live broadcast room heard clearly.
Ning An’s words directly stirred their gossipy curiosity.
"Brother Sect Leader~~ I’m your most devoted follower, just tell us what’s the pity, I promise not to tell."
"Yeah, Little Daoist, we’re all family here, part of the Evil God clan, don’t be unethical, spill the beans, what’s the pity?"
"Exactly, I’m curious too, I’m a college student! I command you, tell right away, what exactly is the pity?"
Seeing the crazy comnts, Ning An decisively rolled his eyes.
Especially the last comnt, Ning An imdiately turned into a keyboard warrior:
"College student? Fine, fine, not paying attention in class and watching live broadcasts instead.
"Which school are you from, what’s your na, who is your counselor, what’s the na of the departnt secretary, tell the truth!"
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