"If you weren’t ready, then why did you co? You’re just kicking our enthusiasm like a ball!"
"..."
Many viewers in the live stream were puzzled, and Ning An was also a bit confused.
He stood up and said to Wang Dachui, "Layman, is there a problem?"
At this mont, Wang Dachui was extrely nervous, with a fine layer of sweat on his forehead and sweaty palms.
Suddenly hearing Ning An’s shout startled him.
Once he realized what was happening, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a sleeve and turned around, embarrassed, "Too nervous, too nervous, sorry Little Daoist."
He then rubbed his hands, his face turning red as if wanting to confirm once more:
"Little Daoist, after making a wish, will it definitely co true?"
Oh co on!
Ning An pursed his lips but reassured him, "The ancestral master sees your sincerity and will certainly grant your wish, rest assured, layman."
Wang Dachui’s face reddened even more, and he couldn’t help but ask, "And the price?!"
Ning An still wore a smile on his face, "That depends on the size of the wish relative to the worshipper. The bigger the wish, the higher the price."
To prevent him from misunderstanding, Ning An kindly reminded him again, "It’s like a beggar with no skills wishing for a sudden fortune of a million. He might get hit by a car, and the driver’s compensation will be a million."
"Whereas, if it’s a millionaire businessman wishing for a million, he might spontaneously scratch a lottery ticket while in a good mood and win the jackpot. The price might just be not replying to his girlfriend in ti, causing her to get angry."
After saying this, Ning An did not rush him and sat back down on his own.
What wish Wang Dachui wanted to make was unknown to Ning An, and he didn’t want to discuss it further.
The only thing Ning An could do was thoroughly explain the rules to him and let him decide whether to proceed with the incense or not.
If he didn’t proceed, Ning An would gladly refund him as the incense itself didn’t cost much and could even gain so popularity; if he did, Ning An would have another point of recovery—either way, a guaranteed win!
After hearing Ning An’s explanation, Wang Dachui finally made up his mind and decided:
"Do it! I must! Everything is for a man’s dignity, even if it costs twenty years of my life!"
Just as Wang Dachui resolved to make a wish, the system’s voice arrived right on cue.
Listening to the system prompts, Ning An instantly focused his attention on Wang Dachui, who was lighting incense.
The next mont.
A light blue panel appeared above his head.
[Gender: Male]
[Occupation: IT Director]
[Na: Wang Dachui]
[Wish: My junior is too small, my wife is unsatisfied. If it doesn’t grow today, she’ll divorce . Hoping my junior can beco robust and restore my male dignity!]
[Wild-Card Wish Fulfillnt thod: In five minutes, a swarm of mutated bees will pass by, spotting a red mark on Wang Dachui’s pants. Mistaking it for a beautiful flower, they’ll excitedly swarm to collect nectar!
Only to discover it’s his underdeveloped nugget, enraging them so much they sting him twice there! Due to their mutation, the toxins have adapted too, causing the stung spot to swell permanently and irreversibly!]
(Price: It will manifest once he steps out of the Daoist Temple.)
Pfft...
Seeing the information on the panel, Ning An was initially startled, then he suppressed a laugh, shoulders shaking.
Ridiculous, his mom opened the door, it’s utterly absurd!
The live stream viewers, familiar with Ning An, knew as soon as he shifted his seat, sothing was up.
Though they couldn’t see Ning An laughing, they knew sothing was happening.
"Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling?"
"Yeah, I’m feeling it too, just feels like sothing unlucky is going to happen to this guy."
"Brother Sect Leader, what’s going on, why are you hoarding the fun? Share the news!"
"Exactly, we’re all devotees of Changchun Temple, no need to keep secrets from us."
...
Wang Dachui, who had just inserted the incense into the burner, felt uneasy and turned around as if to confirm sothing. Seeing Ning An like this made his heart sink.
"Little Daoist, what...what are you laughing at?"
His tone was filled with unease, fearing Ning An had discovered his wish and even more scared the ancestry wouldn’t grant it.
Ning An stopped his laughter, quickly composed himself, and replied naturally:
"Nothing, just thought of a funny thing earlier, nothing to do with you."
While talking, Ning An glanced at him sympathetically.
A man can lack money, can lack power, but cannot lack dignity!
From the mont Wang Dachui entered the Daoist Temple, Ning An understood all his unusual behavior.
"Then...I’ll go inside to bow."
Swallowing nervously, Wang Dachui felt dry in the mouth and hot all over.
Between n, no words were needed; just a glance conveyed much.
Ning An said nothing, but Wang Dachui understood everything.
"Follow ."
Saying this, Ning An led Wang Dachui into the Prayer Hall.
"This is the statue of the ancestral master. You should silently recite your wish from earlier while on the prayer mat, and after speaking, bow to the ancestral master to complete the process."
Ning An brought Wang Dachui into the hall, directly to the central prayer mat, and gave an instruction.
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