I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 149: Becoming a Lonely, Wandering Ghost

Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Becoming a Lonely, Wandering Ghost

"Dear, thank you. You’re so kind."

Shen Zhiyao asked as usual, "Cao Guifang, what do you wish to have divined?"

A flash of surprise crossed Cao Guifang’s eyes. "How did you know my name? It seems you really do have some skills."

Beads of cold sweat trickled down Wang Fugui’s forehead. He was suffering in silence.

Inside and outside the phone, one human and one ghost; one dared to ask, and the other dared to answer.

And he was stuck right in the middle, unable to run and unable to stay.

"I want to ask when my husband will return. I’ve waited for him for over seventy years, but even until the day I died, I never saw him come back."

In this eerie atmosphere, Cao Guifang began to tell her story.

She and her husband went to school together and grew up together, and they had always been very close. When they were 22, they both dedicated themselves to the national defense effort.

They conducted research together and discussed academic problems, which made their bond even stronger.

Back then, even though it was exhausting, she felt happy every single day.

Later, the situation deteriorated. They saw bombers flying overhead every day, and a great number of civilians were massacred.

Many people in the city also lost their lives. Panic filled the air, and most people were too afraid to leave their homes, fearing they would be killed the moment they stepped outside.

But if they didn’t go out, they couldn’t work, and their children at home would starve to death.

Life became increasingly difficult for the people. The government organized for researchers to go undercover to the United States, learn advanced technology, and serve the motherland.

But this plan was undoubtedly like walking on a knife’s edge; they could lose their lives at any moment.

In that era, the nation was in chaos and the people’s lives were miserable. There was simply no hope for conducting research while remaining in the country.

In order to bring back advanced technology, Cao Guifang’s husband went as well.

Even now, she could still remember the day they parted.

The family’s parting words, their reluctant tears, mixed with the mournful whistle of the sea breeze, creating a scene of profound sorrow.

Amidst the long, drawn-out blast of the ship’s horn, a woman stood on the shore, her face streaked with tears, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Yonghui, you have to come back alive! Come back alive to see me! You must come back to me, don’t leave me behind!"

Her husband stood on the deck, his own face covered in tears as he looked at her. "Gui Fang, I will definitely come back alive! Wait for me!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Even as war raged and the town’s residents lived in dire straits, with most choosing to flee, the research team could not leave because so much of their research data was there.

In the end, the enemy invaded. To protect the research data, she led the enemy away and died a hero’s death.

She was only 25 the year she died.

After her death, her spirit would go to Mengjin Matun every day, afraid that her husband would return and not be able to find her.

She waited and waited. She endured through the war and then waited through the peace that followed. She waited for over half a century, but still, her husband never came.

Waiting had become her obsession, etched deep into her soul. Even after being dead for over seventy years, even as the world changed beyond recognition, she would still go to Mengjin Matun to wait and watch!

She would be content even if she could only catch a glimpse of her husband from afar.

The viewers in the livestream were a little scared at first, but after hearing her story, they were moved by her devotion and bravery. Even their fear subsided significantly.

[Auntie Gui Fang has had it so tough. Even after death, she’s waited over seventy years for her husband. It’s so tragic!]

[Based on the old lady’s story, they lived through a time of war. Even if her husband is still alive, he’d be in his 90s. I’m just being real, but your husband is probably already dead.]

[No person in life, no body in death... this kind of aimless waiting is the most torturous thing of all.]

[The plot in this livestream is more exciting than a web series. I’ve got trashy taste and I love it.]

[New followers, just a reminder, this isn’t an act. This is a real fortune-telling session...]

The car stopped. The old woman had arrived at the spot where she first got in.

Wang Fugui’s fear vanished in an instant. He felt a bit of sympathy for Cao Guifang and chimed in, "Host, can you help her? Ms. Cao has had it rough. Can you please help her out?"

Shen Zhiyao said, "I can. Cao Guifang, your husband is still among the living. And he will be returning to the country soon. Tomorrow at 12 PM, you will be able to see him in Matun."

Hearing this, Wang Fugui was also happy for Cao Guifang and said excitedly, "That’s great! Ms. Cao, you’ve waited for your husband for so many years, and now you’ll finally get to see him!"

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something. "Tomorrow at 12 PM? Host, that’s not right... under the blazing midday sun... can Ms. Cao come out?"

After he said that, Cao Guifang looked at him with a kindly gaze. He shuddered and asked cautiously, "W-what... why are you looking at me like that?"

Cao Guifang took out a few sheets of Joss Paper and placed them in Wang Fugui’s hand, instructing, "Tomorrow at 11:30 AM, come here to pick me up. I’ll go with you."

Wang Fugui was on the verge of tears. "Can I not go?"

Cao Guifang didn’t say a word and quickly vanished from the car.

Wang Fugui stuck his head out the car window. At the intersection, Ms. Cao was waving at him.

Not far away stood a lone grave.

Wang Fugui couldn’t help but shiver. "Ugh, why did I even come here? This is so weird! Damn it, Host, what am I supposed to do? I’m not being haunted, am I? As if getting scared tonight wasn’t enough, I have to go through it again tomorrow!"

[Damn, you’ve got it bad! But I feel like Ms. Cao Guifang has it worse! For the sake of Ms. Cao Guifang’s happiness, you’ll just have to suck it up, Fugui!]

[To the person above, you’re just making things worse! If you feel so bad for Ms. Cao, why don’t you go take her yourself?]

[Don’t feel bad for Wang Fugui. He took Ms. Cao’s money, after all. Shouldn’t he be the one to take her? No need to feel bad!]

[Ah, I feel bad for both of them. Who should I feel worse for? This is so hard!]

The old followers were all arguing about who to feel sorry for, while Zhou Lun’s fans were watching the whole thing like a TV series.

Just then, in front of all the online viewers, Cao Guifang floated away. She literally floated.

Under the illumination of the car’s headlights, Ms. Cao became transparent, looking exceptionally creepy.

[AHHH! She’s a real ghost!]

[Holy crap, that’s a real A piao! I’ve really seen something new today!]

[So she is a ghost! I was worried her clothes were too thick and not suitable for this weather. Looks like I was overthinking it!]

[Zhou Lun’s fangirls finally believe it. I told you the ghosts on Miss Shen’s stream are all real, but you wouldn’t believe me. You believe it now, huh!]

[Zhou Lun’s little fangirls are probably all scared, right? Don’t be afraid, the Host has a protective golden aura. She can protect you!]

[Now I’m a little curious about the scene where Ms. Cao and her husband reunite. Anyone else looking forward to it?]

[I’m looking forward to it too. I really want to know how Ms. Cao can come out during the day.]

At this moment, Wang Fugui’s heart was in turmoil.

He both pitied Ms. Cao’s plight and wanted to help her fulfill her dream, yet he was also terrified of ghosts, afraid that spending too much time with one would attract something bad.

Even if she was a heroine, he was still afraid.

Shen Zhiyao saw his conflict and said, "You took Cao Guifang’s money, but you also have the right to say no. If you’re truly afraid, you can just say so. I can help you sever your connection to this ghost and stop her from bothering you."

Wang Fugui glanced at Shen Zhiyao and asked subconsciously, "Host, if I don’t help her, what will happen to her?"

Shen Zhiyao replied, "She will miss the one and only chance to meet her husband again and become a lonely, wandering ghost, bound by her obsession."