Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 127 - 128: Beating and Cursing

She cursed as she beat him. "Putting on a spooky act, huh?"

"Got your eyes on me, huh?"

"Long neck, huh?"

"Believe me when I say I’ll snap your neck!"

"And you still have the nerve to call me ’wife’? Is your brain clogged with shit, or did you take a dump and your brain came out with it?! How dare you be so disgusting to me! A leaky wreck like you, daring to call someone ’wife’? You really think you’re some tall, rich, and handsome stud among ghosts?!"

"You’re a ghost, and you’ve lost all self-awareness? Where are you getting this much confidence! I’ll be damned if I don’t beat some reality into you!"

[Wow, the streamer is so good at cursing!]

[For real, I want to learn her trash-talking skills too.]

[And the streamer is a total badass. She’s about to beat this ghost senseless.]

Long Neck’s body was sprawled on the ground. Su Nian had a death grip on his hair, and she’d even seized his long neck and wrapped it around her arm several times.

Su Nian looked every bit the part of a pampered young lady, so no one would have expected her slender, fair arms to pack so much power she could beat a ghost into howling with her bare hands.

Long Neck’s head was buzzing from the beating, as if someone were repeatedly smashing a brick against it.

’After being a ghost for so long, I never imagined I’d have to worry about getting a concussion even in death.’

"SOB SOB~~"

Long Neck struggled desperately, wanting to display his manly might once more.

But Su Nian had no intention of letting him escape, ignoring the dumbfounded Qingyu beside her.

Su Nian grabbed his head and began to twist and turn, rolling his entire body up.

But that wasn’t all. Next came Su Nian’s signature compression technique.

Long Neck looked up in disbelief, only to be met with another slap. But what was even more terrifying was how Su Nian kept rolling him up, tighter and tighter.

Her technique was just like kneading dumpling dough. She folded him in half, head to feet, then folded him in half again before pressing him to the ground and rolling him around.

Throughout this process, Long Neck demonstrated astonishing flexibility.

And soon enough, he had become a ball.

A literal, perfectly round human ball.

For Long Neck, this suffocating feeling was no less devastating than having his entire family massacred.

Trembling, he tried to use his newly rounded form to roll away, but Su Nian slapped a yellow talisman onto him.

Intense pain seared across his body. Long Neck went wild with agony, and a blood-curdling scream pierced the sky.

"AAAAH—URK!"

He was only halfway through his scream when the sound was abruptly cut off, like a goose whose neck was being wrung.

Seeing him screaming with his mouth wide open, Su Nian crumpled up a piece of talisman paper and tossed it right in.

The talisman paper was quite effective. The pain prevented him from making a sound, leaving him to whimper pitifully.

[So brutal!!]

[Honestly, why would you mess with her? Don’t you know she’s Ghostly Worry!]

[Even ghosts want to die after meeting this streamer.]

[This streamer is such a badass. I love it. Followed!]

On top of the live comments, waves of gifts started flooding in as donations.

Qingyu felt very awkward and whispered into the mic.

"I’m not the actual streamer, I’m the one who asked for help. The streamer is here helping me with an exorcism!"

Qingyu had only meant to record the moment Su Nian caught the ghost, but she never expected viewers to mistake her for the streamer and send her so much money in donations.

As for Long Neck, he was completely stunned. In all his years of haunting, this was the first time he had ever encountered someone like her.

It was also the first time he’d been rolled into a ball and forced to move along the ground. Long Neck fled, sobbing and hiccuping.

He had truly experienced too many firsts tonight.

But the culprit responsible for it all simply tucked a stray strand of hair back into place. Her expression hadn’t changed in the slightest; she still looked every bit the proud, pampered young lady.