Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 35 - 37: A Little Fake

"Hey, Su Nian, something’s not right with my situation!"

"Where are you right now..."

"The Garden Tower Complex in A City..."

Su Nian looked the place up on her phone. The location was the exact same spot she had calculated as Zhang Yu’s place of death.

Shen Changce, on the other end of the line, had lost his usual calm and aloof demeanor, his voice tinged with panic.

A dark fog began to spread, and Su Nian was already getting into her car.

"Don’t panic, I’ll be right there..."

[Holy crap, the streamer’s friend is being targeted by these... things?]

[If this were anyone else, I’d be sure this was all staged!]

[I’m so hyped right now. I just want to see how badass the streamer really is!]

[I’m already hiding under my covers! It’s been so long since I’ve felt this kind of thrilling suspense!]

[A live ghost hunt! I’m seriously so nervous!]

Su Nian drove all the way to the entrance of a remote residential complex on the outskirts of the city.

Standing by the road, Su Nian scanned her surroundings before walking straight into the dilapidated, old-fashioned residential complex.

The bright moon had long since been obscured by a reddish-black fog, and a cold wind blew intermittently.

The deeper she went, the more Su Nian’s brows furrowed. ’Why would anyone build a complex in the shape of a coffin?’

A few of the buildings even looked ready to collapse, marked with large "Demolish" characters. Normally, this would be a joyous occasion, but something about it seemed strange to Su Nian.

As Su Nian approached the building where Zhang Yu had just been, she caught the faint, unmistakable scent of blood before she even got close.

A dark figure lay on the ground, completely still, as if dead.

[Why does this place look so familiar?]

[That dark lump on the ground... it couldn’t be Zhang Yu, could it?]

Su Nian drew closer and closer. The pitch-black night felt like a giant beast, brandishing its massive claws, ready to swallow a person whole at any moment.

Without the slightest hesitation in her steps, Su Nian drew nearer.

Fifteen meters, ten meters, five meters...

Su Nian was now certain that the person on the ground was Zhang Yu.

Just then, a beam of moonlight broke through the black fog, illuminating the dark mass.

CRUNCH... CRACK...

The sound of bones breaking rang out.

Su Nian had a theory, and sure enough, when she took a closer look, the dark mass had vanished.

[HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!]

[That thing disappeared?]

[Oh my god, help! Help!]

[Streamer, get out of there! The situation’s too unpredictable, you’re definitely going to be in danger!]

A faint smile played across Su Nian’s face.

"A toad in a party hat. Ugly and full of cheap tricks!"

Her earlier caution was gone as she strode forward.

A cold breeze seemed to whisper past her ear, as if some bizarre creature was perched on her shoulder, breathing on it.

Su Nian typed two words on her phone—"Heads up!"—then held it up, pretending to casually fix her hair.

Meanwhile, the chat was about to explode.

[I’m pissing myself!]

[Zhang Yu! That thing... it’s on your shoulder!]

[AHHHH, I’M GONNA DIE OF FRIGHT! I’M GONNA DIE!]

[I got so scared I threw my phone!]

’Just as I thought,’ Su Nian mused. ’The creature is making its move.’ But just then, her phone rang again.

"Are you here yet? I think I’m lost... I can’t find my way out. I’m on a tall rooftop..."

Su Nian remained calm and answered the call, but she didn’t say a word.

"Hello...? Why aren’t you saying anything...?"

"Because you’re a bit of a fake..."

A deathly silence fell. The next second, a crimson head appeared right in front of Su Nian.

It tilted its head, its eyes—nothing but whites—staring intently at Su Nian as if in thought.

But Su Nian just gave a faint smile and raised her hand...