I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 49: 1000 Bucks, Did a Donkey Kick You in the Head?

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: 1000 Bucks, Did a Donkey Kick You in the Head?

Living in a villa is quite convenient, but such a large space isn’t easy to clean. You could hire someone, of course, but the problem is that costs money.

Seeing the two fall silent, Shen Zhiyao’s eyes narrowed, her killing intent flaring. "Unwilling?"

The two hurriedly nodded, then, realizing their mistake, shook their heads. "No, no, no, no! We’ll do it, we’ll do it!"

Shen Zhiyao continued, "Like I said, there are Ghost Hunters in this world, too. Don’t go causing trouble outside from now on, or you’ll bring a disaster upon yourselves."

"However, if you work for me, I can let you use the gym in the basement. It’s soundproof, so you can raise as much of a ruckus as you want in there, but you are not to cause trouble outside."

The two had originally thought they were being enslaved, but hearing they could continue to play around in the villa, they instantly cheered up.

A villa this large would certainly be difficult for a normal person to clean. But for a ghost soul, it was a piece of cake. As for the garden outside, that was even simpler. With a single supernatural flourish, the garden would be clean without a single leaf remaining.

So, the two quickly took the chores upon themselves—mainly because they didn’t have a choice.

Ghosts and ghouls all bully the weak and fear the strong. Under the weight of absolutely crushing power, they didn’t dare say a word in protest.

After dealing with the ghosts, it was time for her 10 PM live stream.

The moment the stream went live, everyone noticed the change in her surroundings.

Her video background was now a living room that looked very large and was lavishly decorated.

Behind her were pure golden walls, murals, and golden lighting, all exceptionally brilliant—the standard configuration for a Chinese-style villa, at a glance.

[HOLY CRAP, the walls are all gold! Is that real gold?]

[Whoa, did the host finally move?]

[Looks like a huge villa. Just how much money has the host raked in from streaming?]

[How much she earns is none of your damn business! The host has real skills. She saved me and my daughter before. Our home is much more peaceful now, and my daughter’s grades have even gone up! If you don’t know what you’re talking about, then shut up!]

[My mom didn’t believe it either, but I had her try the host’s method of using water soaked with willow leaves. After she saw my dad’s ghost soul, she became a believer. Now she watches the stream with me.]

[Wow, the new house looks so gorgeous! Can you give us a tour?]

Shen Zhiyao panned the camera around the first floor a few times to show everyone her new home.

Shen Zhiyao blushed. "I bought it on an installment plan. It was cheap because it’s haunted, otherwise I couldn’t have afforded it."

[Where’s the ghost? Host, can you walk the ghost on stream? Let us see what it looks like! Is it like Zhenzi?]

[Haha, to the person above, are you trying to walk the ghost like a dog?!]

[I really want to know, will we suddenly see an A piao during future streams?]

[Ever since becoming a fan of the host, my courage has been trained up. Host, quick, drag the ghost out! Let’s make me even braver!]

Just then, a woman in red with a face full of anger suddenly floated past behind Shen Zhiyao, seen clearly by the viewers in the stream.

On the public chat feed—

[HOLY CRAP!!]

[AHHHH, SHE’S FLOATING!]

[She floated by too fast, I forgot to screen record! Can she float by again?]

[So this is a haunted villa? How come it doesn’t feel scary! The ghost is just a kid?]

She grabbed the Red-clothed Ghost, Xinxin, with one hand and pulled her in front of the camera for everyone to get a good look. "See? This is just an ordinary little girl, not an A piao. Xinxin, hurry and explain to everyone that you’re not a Fierce Ghost."

She was a ghost aspiring to cultivate into an immortal; calling her a Fierce Ghost was a complete insult. "You’re the Fierce Ghosts! Your whole family are Fierce Ghosts!"

[Wow, it can even curse. Looks like it was a misunderstanding.]

[Hahahaha, the little sister is great at cussing, but isn’t her face a bit too pale? Like a dead person’s.]

[Scared me to death! I thought the host was raising a ghost! I was about to remind you not to do that and to promote harmony between humans and ghosts.]

The Red-clothed Ghost Xinxin had previously eavesdropped on an elementary school teacher’s lessons back in her village, so she could recognize a few words.

Seeing someone in the chat say she looked like a dead person, she flew into a rage. "Who are you calling dead-looking! Can’t you see what a great beauty I am? This is called ’skin as white as snow,’ you understand? Back in my day, the Emperor even..."

Before she could finish, Xinxin was pushed aside. Shen Zhiyao muted her phone’s mic and said to Xinxin, "Don’t you dare spout nonsense in front of my fans. One more word and I’ll summon a heavenly thunderbolt to strike you dead!"

The Red-clothed Ghost Xinxin rubbed her hands together pitifully. "They insulted me first..."

Shen Zhiyao added, "Why aren’t you in the basement dancing? What are you doing up here?"

The Red-clothed Ghost said, "I got cold. I wanted to come up and find a blanket."

Shen Zhiyao was a little speechless. "You’re a Fierce Ghost, and you’re afraid of the cold? Besides, it’s a clear day in July!"

The Red-clothed Ghost whimpered, "But... but I was drowned in the winter... I really do feel so cold..."

Shen Zhiyao: "..."

Back then, when her mother had just given birth to her, not a single person had cheered. Her father had only glanced at her body, his face full of helplessness.

And so, in the depths of winter, he threw her into the icy water to drown. That was why, even in summer, she felt an extraordinary chill.

Shen Zhiyao said, "Go upstairs and pull down any of the curtains from the rooms to cover yourself. From now on, when I’m streaming, you are not to show up and cause trouble. Even if you’re seen by accident, you have to pretend to be a normal human. If you attract a Ghost Hunter, I won’t be able to save you!"

"No problem at all!" the Red-clothed Ghost shouted, then scampered happily upstairs.

Shen Zhiyao unmuted her mic and said to the viewers, "Xinxin has gone to rest. Please don’t make fun of her appearance. The child was born with albinism and is a little self-conscious about her looks, so please be understanding."

"Alright, let’s draw our first lucky viewer for today."

Shen Zhiyao casually sent out a lucky bag, and the winner was "Li Xiaomu."

The video feed showed a family scene. Two elderly people and three young adults were sitting on a sofa.

A girl with permed, curly hair was particularly excited. She covered her mouth in surprise and said, "I can’t believe I was chosen by the host! I’m so happy! These are my family members: my parents-in-law, my husband, and my sister-in-law."

Li Xiaomu happily introduced her family.

Her mother-in-law next to her said dismissively, "What Metaphysic host? A scammer, more like! Xiaomu, how much was that gift you just sent?"

Before Li Xiaomu could speak, her sister-in-law cut in, "It was 1,000, Mom!"

As she spoke, she shot Li Xiaomu a glare.

"What was that?" Hearing how expensive it was, the mother-in-law’s face instantly darkened. "One thousand! Have you lost your mind?!"

"Mom, this host is the real deal!" Li Xiaomu explained patiently. "She even helped the police find the serial killer ’Hell’s Den’ before."

The mother-in-law was so angry she violently kicked Li Xiaomu several times, roaring, "..."