The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 24
The other side responded with a simple [ok].
Xiao Bei touched the precious talisman hanging around his neck, already picturing Sheng Yi screaming his lungs out when he ran into the ghosts at the old campus.
He used to not believe in ghosts, but now that he knew they were real—and that some idiot was willingly walking straight into their territory—he was hyped. Rubbing his hands together, he made a mental note to buy a high-battery camera. He was definitely recording Sheng Yi's terrified reaction.
His grin grew wider and wider until, all of a sudden, he felt an unmistakable gaze land on him.
Looking up, he saw Master Yu—who had been drowsy and uninterested the whole time—now lazily staring right at him.
Xiao Bei's heart skipped a beat. Panic surged through him, and on instinct, he clasped his hands together and bowed slightly toward Yu Yuan, his handsome face looking ridiculously sincere.
Yu Yuan's lips curved into a smirk. She reminded him, "There's black energy in your fate palace. Don't go anywhere with heavy yin energy these days."
"Oh... got it!" Xiao Bei nodded frantically, immediately prioritizing the master's words above everything else.
Then, sneaking a glance at Master Yu's clean, delicate profile, an idea popped into his head. He reached out to a classmate who was obsessed with chasing celebrities.
If he remembered correctly, wasn't Master Yu technically a celebrity too? Maybe he should start a fan club for her?
The girl responded instantly, spamming messages:
[Who? Yu Yuan? That infamous, blacklisted, controversial actress?!]
[Brother Bei, did your eyesight get worse? ...Wait, no, this isn't an eye problem. This is a brain problem.]
Xiao Bei clenched his fist. [Who are you calling dumb?! Show some respect to our Master Yu!]
A female classmate sent back a Black Guy Question Mark meme. [Master Yu???]
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Five minutes passed quietly.
Inside the ancestral hall, Xiao Nan peeked his head out, drenched in sweat. His thick cotton jacket had long been stripped off. Seeing how silent the living room was, he hesitated and turned to Yu Yuan. "Master, it's been five minutes, and the incense never went out."
Yu Yuan nodded. "Mhm. The ghost that was following you is gone now. You can come out."
Huh?
Gone?
Xiao Nan cautiously stepped one foot outside the ancestral hall. The bone-chilling cold he was expecting never came. The temperature around him was still the sweltering heat of summer.
He spun around the doorway twice, making sure his body temperature felt normal before he finally beamed with excitement. Grabbing the pile of cotton clothes he had discarded earlier, he grinned. "Master, I'm really okay?"
So many other so-called masters couldn't deal with his situation, yet Master Yu had resolved it in just five minutes. She was even more powerful than the family-exorcist back home!
He had to introduce Master Yu to his grandma!
...Well, if his grandma was lucky enough to snag a consultation spot in the livestream room.
Yu Yuan nodded. "When you get back, make sure to get plenty of sunlight and avoid walking alone at night. In a little while, you'll be completely fine."
Xiao Nan didn't expect things to be this simple. He bounced in place twice, feeling relieved that his life was no longer in danger. Then, curiosity about his recent experience kicked in.
"Why was I so cold before?"
Yu Yuan chuckled. "That ghost was clinging to your back. The living belong to yang, while ghosts belong to yin. How could you not feel cold?"
A... ghost... was on his back?
Xiao Nan's cheerful smile froze. The others, who had just been happily chatting on the sofa, all went silent at the same time. Then, a wave of goosebumps swept over them.
So that meant... they had taken a flight from the neighboring province, then driven all the way here... with that ghost tagging along the entire time?!
The four of them looked like a chaotic mix of colors—faces going pale, green, and blue in turns. Kun Yuan shuddered, instinctively clutching the protective talisman around her neck for reassurance.
The shocking realization made Xiao Nan feel dizzy. He plopped onto the floor, touched his still-intact arms and legs, and then, as if suddenly struck by a brilliant thought, his eyes lit up.
"I knew it! I've always had amazing luck! That ghost stayed with me for days, and I'm still alive... Master, does this mean I have a super strong life force? Do you think I'd be a good fit for this whole... exorcist thing?"
Yu Yuan paused mid-neck rub, lifted his gaze, and gave Xiao Nan a look that was half-smile, half-not. "You really think the reason you survived... is just because you're lucky?"
Xiao Nan's confident grin twitched. Uh... wasn't that the case?
Yu Yuan turned slightly and gestured toward the shadowy corner of the room. "You've been protecting him for so long. Why not come out and say hello?"
Xiao Nan followed Yu Yuan's movement, his eyes drifting toward the dark corner—where a shadow, roughly the size of a six- or seven-year-old child, slowly stepped forward.
The black mist surrounding it had faded so much that it was now more gray than black, almost like smoke dispersing into the air. Although it didn't have a clear shape, just one glance was enough to feel its nervousness.
Kun Yuan and the others instinctively held their breath, staring blankly at the little cloud of mist as it emerged from the corner. Then they turned to Xiao Nan, who looked just as dumbfounded.
Wait... hadn't they just gotten rid of a black shadow earlier? Why was there another one?!
Yu Yuan met Xiao Nan's confused gaze. "Do you know who this is?"
Xiao Nan knew she was referring to the misty figure, but... he had spent over twenty years not believing in ghosts or the supernatural. The one time he had to face reality was just recently—so how the hell was he supposed to know what this thing was?!
Piecing together what the master had said earlier, Xiao Nan started to realize that the reason he had survived wasn't because of sheer luck—it had something to do with this little black mist.
"...It saved me?"
Yu Yuan didn't answer immediately. She simply gazed at the barely-visible spirit with a rare softness in her eyes.
"It's called an 'Ou Jie Zai'—a type of spirit that attaches itself to dolls. These ghosts are usually weak, gentle in nature, and prefer to stay around children who haven't fully developed their 'third eye.' The fact that it's still following you, even though you're already an adult, honestly surprised me at first."
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