"Though your family is wealthy, you have always lacked a sense of security."
"The reason is that twenty years ago, when you were seven years old, you were kidnapped."
"And the kidnapper was soone familiar with your family."
"Fortunately, you encountered a benefactor; otherwise, back then, you might not have been so lucky..."
As Lu Heng finished speaking, Hu’s eyes widened in disbelief.
This utterly shocked expression naturally caught the attention of the viewers.
"Damn, did he really predict it?"
"Brother Hu, is everything this Daoist said true?"
"Hu, your acting is terrible, too fake!"
"Everyone, calm down. I bet Brother Hu prepared this script in advance. It’s quite interesting."
"The Daoist is wearing a mask, so it’s hard to see his facial expressions, but Hu’s acting is pretty bad. Those wide eyes are totally useless!"
Hu snapped back to reality and ignored the comnts in the livestream.
He licked his lips, his voice trembling, "Daoist, how could you know this?"
He could hardly believe that the other person could actually predict his past.
Twenty years ago, when he was seven, just after school, before he could reach ho, he was knocked out by a distant relative of his father’s.
When he woke up, he overheard the relative demanding a ransom of one million from his father.
If the money wasn’t paid, they threatened to kill him.
Back then, he was scared to death.
But fortunately, an old scavenger saw him when he was kidnapped.
Thanks to the old man’s tily report to the police, the kidnappers were quickly caught.
Despite being a false alarm, Hu’s family was extrely frightened and imdiately moved to Celestial Sea.
And regarding this matter, except for his family and the police handling the case, no one else knew.
Not even his wife was inford.
This is why Hu was so shocked.
Lu Heng smiled lightly, "So, young friend, was my prediction accurate?"
"Accurate! Freaking accurate!"
Hu nodded vigorously.
Previously, he held so skepticism and saw it as entertainnt.
But now, he was completely convinced.
The person in front of him is practically a living Immortal!
Although Lu Heng’s words were acknowledged by Hu,
the viewers in the two livestreams remained unconvinced.
"Don’t be so sure, your expression is more exaggerated than a pop idol."
"The script is too bland. It needs more conflict, like a gunfight or explosions, to grab attention!"
"Brother Hu, tell , is this mysterious Daoist a new hire of your studio?"
The screen was filled with various skeptical comnts.
Clearly, everyone took it as a scripted act.
"Brothers, you know what kind of person I, Hu, am!"
"This definitely isn’t scripted. I don’t know this Daoist at all!"
"I swear on my honor, today is absolutely not an act..."
Hu vowed sincerely.
Unfortunately, the more he guaranteed, the less everyone believed him.
While Hu was interacting with the viewers, Lu Heng once again called out to the system, prepared to check on Hu’s future.
[Do you want to consu three days of lifespan to query this person’s future?]
The system prompt sounded again.
Oh gosh!
Why is there an additional charge?
System, I urge you to be humane!
Behind the mask, Lu Heng gritted his teeth, feeling unsettled.
If the past and future require separate fees, it ans each fortune-telling consus six days.
He only had thirty days of life in total. Even if he stopped living, he could only tell fortunes for five people, at most.
If none of these five people trust him, then it’s certain that next year on this day will be his morial day!
"Query!"
Lu Chen gritted his teeth.
Can’t bear the cost, won’t catch the wolf!
Can’t part with the wife, won’t catch the rogue!
I’ll risk it!
Once he confird it, everything about Hu’s future quickly appeared before him.
After reading everything, Lu Heng was dumbfounded.
"Oh Hu, I never imagined your future could be so miserable?"
"Lucky you t today, or you’d beco the ultimate tragedy king!"
After slightly calming down, Lu Heng smiled and asked, "I wonder what young friend wants to know next?"
"Career? Love? Or sothing else?"
Love? Career? Sothing else?
Hearing Lu Heng’s words, Hu was visibly hesitant.
As he was pondering, his pregnant wife suddenly ca to mind.
Perhaps he should have the Daoist na his unborn child for safety and happiness?
Once this thought erged, he couldn’t suppress it.
"Daoist, could you na my unborn child?"
Hu finally asked.
"Certainly!"
Lu Heng replied with a smile, nodding.
"Thank you so much, Daoist!"
Hu bead and imdiately sent ten Cloud-Piercing Arrows.
"Brother Hu, you’re so clever, using the na to determine the child’s gender."
"Aweso! So that’s what Brother Hu ant!"
"Does it really matter if it’s a boy or a girl?"
"Girls are better, our little darlings!"
"I also think girls are great! Father-in-law, please accept my bow as your son-in-law!"
"Reject immature aesthetics, start with you..."
After a mont of silence, Lu Heng slowly said, "Young friend, the future na of your wife’s child is Feng Bingwen!"
"Bingwen?"
Hu’s eyes imdiately widened.
That na, which his father found in a book half a month ago,
was derived from The Book of Songs, aning ’the virtue of being cultured.’
To think that the Daoist even predicted this, incredible!
As Hu was in shock, the livestream burst into chaos.
"Wait a second, I rember Hu’s last na is ’Lin,’ so why would the child have the last na ’Feng’?"
"Haha, I told you it was a script! He even got the surna wrong, better practice your lines at ho!"
"I get it, the Daoist implies that the wife will remarry and the child will change nas!"
"Damn! My last na is Feng, does this an she’s going to remarry ?"
"Just asking, is it too late to change my last na?"
"I’m willing to share the child’s surna, and accept the role of hubby!"
Seeing the screen full of comnts, Hu finally reacted.
"Daoist, are you sure about this?"
"No one in my family is nad Feng!"
Hu expressed in confusion.
Lu Heng sighed lightly and said in a deep voice, "Young friend, to be honest, your son has a different father!"
"In other words, you’ll be a stepdad!"
With these words, Hu’s face instantly changed.
Whether he was being taphorically cheated on or not, the viewers didn’t know.
But at this mont, his face surely turned green.
And it couldn’t have been a deeper shade of green!
Then, Hu furrowed his brows, slightly irritated, "Daoist, as a monk, you shouldn’t speak recklessly, right?"
"My wife and I share a bond stronger than gold. She could never do anything to betray !"
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