The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 127

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On the way, Yu Yuan took a nap but was woken up by a gradually approaching chill. Far ahead, a thick fog was wrapping the entire street, stretching for hundreds of meters.

"Master," Zhou Yu said hesitantly, "ever since the Qi was guided into my body this afternoon, I've felt something strange. This street ahead feels off. Do we have to go through here?"

"..." Yu Yuan had initially wanted to let him decide, but suddenly sensed a very familiar energy coming from there, and her eyes snapped open. "We go through. No matter what we see, keep going straight. Don't turn."

Zhou Yu obeyed. From afar, he saw a familiar figure running toward them. His eyes widened in surprise, "It's Lu He!"

Lu He was running with the spirit and energy of an 800-meter university runner, speeding like a mad dog was chasing him.

Yu Yuan sat in the car and could clearly see the female ghost chasing Lu He behind him. Not only that, but a strange black floral pattern flickered faintly between Lu He's eyebrows — like some kind of contract with the ghost.

Just like those cursed money deals — once you take the payment, you have to pay a price. No one knew how Lu He had unwittingly gotten involved with the ghost chasing him.

Sensing Yu Yuan's powerful soul energy, the ghost hesitated, unsure whether to flee. Just then, Yu Yuan's car brushed past Lu He.

Lu He, who had thought Yu Yuan was his hope, watched helplessly as Yu Yuan's face — which looked about 70% like his own — smiled gently, raised a hand to wave at him, then slammed the window shut with a "snap," and floored the accelerator, vanishing into the night, leaving behind only a cloud of exhaust.

Lu He: "!!!"

Seriously — they're blood-related siblings! And she can't even give me a ride?!

"You..."

Lu He watched with wide eyes as Yu Yuan climbed up to the car window and drove away. A thousand things he wanted to say stuck in his throat, and he swallowed all the car's exhaust alone.

Zhou Yu saw Lu He's completely darkened face in the rearview mirror and felt secretly pleased. He followed Yu Yuan's earlier instructions and kept going straight without turning, until they passed a crossroad where an old lady was burning paper by the roadside.

The old lady wore all black, with a small white flower on her head. She knelt hunched over, poking the burning joss paper in the basin with a stick.

Zhou Yu looked at the old lady hidden in the thick fog and frowned in confusion, "It's midsummer, why's there fog now?"

The windshield wipers wiped twice back and forth, but the fog ahead only grew thicker.

The old lady kneeling at the intersection glanced up twice at the approaching car. Her wrinkled face, like dry tree bark, showed a slight smile. Her eerie voice made the hair on your neck stand up, "Two more have come again, today's really a good day..."

She slowly straightened up and looked expectantly at the two bowls of white rice placed on the road, her heartbeat almost audible, pounding "thump thump."

Just as she expected, the black sedan got closer and closer to the two bowls of rice... closer and closer...

The old lady instinctively held her breath. Just when the car was about to run over the two bowls of rice, it suddenly stopped.

The smile at the corner of her lips froze. Before she could feel disappointed, the black sedan suddenly reversed sharply, then turned and charged straight in her direction.

The car's engine buzzed loudly, echoing far in the silent night. The old lady, though clearly not young, moved with surprising agility. Seeing the car rushing toward her, she didn't care about the rice anymore and quickly dove into the greenery.

At the exact moment the old lady disappeared into the bushes, Zhou Yu saw the crossroad in front of him change drastically, turning into a run-down old residential area. The black sedan stopped right in front of a closed store, almost crashing into it.

"Master..."

The car stopped brushing against the store's door. Zhou Yu swallowed nervously, his heart pounding hard.

In the driver's seat, Yu Yuan looked at the wall right ahead that the car was about to hit, certain that with her current driving skill, either the car or the store would be destroyed.

Without hesitation, she unbuckled her seatbelt. "Zhou Yu, you drive."

Zhou Yu obediently got out and switched seats with his master. He took a moment to glance back. The two bowls of white rice blocking the road were gone.

Thinking back on those two bowls of rice with incense sticks, he felt something was weird. While buckling his seatbelt, he asked Yu Yuan, "Master, what was that thing you just saw? It kind of looked like the bowls my grandma uses for offerings..."

Yu Yuan glanced at the road behind in the rearview mirror. The ghostly maze had broken.

"Have you ever heard of 'borrowing life'?"

"Borrowing life?" Zhou Yu nodded. "I've seen it a few times in old horror movies."

"What we just encountered is similar to borrowing life — a resurrection method that costs someone else's life."

Yu Yuan took a sip of water. "If the dead's relatives can't bear to let them go, they'll find some shady masters to try to bring back the dead who haven't passed the seventh day after death. These masters set up ghostly mazes where the person died, and the dead's relatives put down 'life-selling money' on a path pedestrians must pass. Whoever picks up the life-selling money has their life 'sold' to the wandering spirit nearby."

Zhou Yu gasped, "It's that easy to take someone's life?"

"Easy?" Yu Yuan chuckled, her eyes cold. "For the dead's family, sure, it seems easy. But karma never loses track. After all, they stole someone else's lifespan and body. The underworld will keep detailed accounts."

From what she knew, most spirits who stole others' bodies and lifespan ended up shattered beyond repair.

Zhou Yu was so surprised he couldn't close his mouth, especially when he heard that most of those spirits went to hell and ended up shattered. He frowned deeply. "Their families must regret it, right?"

"Who knows?" Yu Yuan shrugged. "Most people who do this kind of thing get tangled up in karma early on and usually don't live long."

Truly, it was harming others without benefiting oneself.

Zhou Yu nodded seriously, then couldn't help but glance again in the rearview mirror, pressing his lips tight. "So, Master..."

He hesitated a little asking, "Since we're on the righteous path, don't we go after them?"

At least in the old movies he'd seen, those Taoist priests always drew their swords to help when they saw injustice.

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