Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 52 - 54: Already Dead

Chen Hao glanced at his phone and confirmed that Lonely Wolf was right behind him, growing even more terrified.

He could barely speak. He stammered so badly it was a struggle just to bring his lips together.

Meanwhile, Lonely Wolf felt as if his head was about to explode. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

He thought he remembered something. He had been in a car accident on his way to a trip. Many people had died, and photos of the deceased had been posted online.

That was why so many people recognized him and thought he looked familiar.

’So... I’m already dead...’

After nearly biting his tongue off, Chen Hao jumped up in alarm.

"S-Streamer, help!"

"This Lonely Wolf is already dead! That’s his picture on this gravestone!"

He wasn’t the only one who saw the black-and-white photo; many viewers in the stream saw it too.

[I’ve got the chills so bad my scalp is tingling!]

[I’m so scared my hair is standing on end!]

[My hands are shaking. I’m so scared!]

[What is this plot twist? The Evil Ghost was me all along?]

Lonely Wolf trembled, a sudden wave of physical pain washing over him.

’I’m... actually dead?’

Once he realized this, he finally understood why so many things hadn’t made sense before.

Now, looking at his mother, who was about to cry herself unconscious in front of the tombstone, he could only wail in agony.

[No wonder the streamer asked so many questions before.]

[I found the news report from that day. It’s definitely him. His name was Zhao Xiaodong.]

[I saw the news report too! So it’s real! He’s actually dead!]

[That memo always felt weird to me. He’d been so consistent for so many years, so why did it suddenly stop for more than ten days?]

[Yeah, looking back, there were a lot of holes in his story. For example, how could he go so many days without eating?]

[And another thing, that security guard couldn’t see him!]

Lonely Wolf’s already pallid face grew even paler, starting to turn ashen.

His arms grew weak, as if they weren’t there at all, and his entire body began to go limp.

"Streamer... I’m begging you... I want to say just one more thing to my mom..."

Su Nian shook her head. For a wandering soul, his experience was already a fortunate one. Meeting with his mother again would disrupt the order between heaven and earth.

But before Su Nian could voice her refusal, something unexpected happened.

Two strange figures gradually approached, each holding shackles and manacles.

One was tall and thin, his face unnaturally white. His tongue lolled out, and a bizarre smile played on his lips.

The other was short and stout, his face dark and his expression grim. Puddles of water seemed to appear wherever he walked.

On their heads, they both wore tall, furry hats. The white-faced one’s hat read "Fortune on Sight," while the black-faced one’s read "Peace Under Heaven."

A tablet radiating a bizarre aura was slowly raised. Upon it were two words:

Soul Hooking!

The moment the Soul Hooking Order appeared, Lonely Wolf lost any chance of staying, no matter how much he wanted to.

He used all his strength to shout the last words of his life.

"Mom! Your beef sauce is the most delicious in the world! I’ll be your son in the next life too! Also, my bank card PIN is ×××"

The moment he finished speaking, his expression went blank. His consciousness faded, and his entire form dissolved into a blurry, white mist floating in the air.

[Lonely Wolf is a pragmatist after all!]

[This is hard to watch. I feel so bad for him.]

[Sigh... but now that the legendary Black and White Impermanence are here, there’s nothing even the streamer can do.]

Chen Hao was dumbfounded. He glanced around at the real world, then back at the livestream feed.

He couldn’t see a thing in reality, but on the livestream, Lonely Wolf’s video feed captured everything clearly.

Su Nian watched him fade away, knowing he was finally going where he belonged.

The woman, who had been burning joss paper, seemed to sense something and looked over.

"Xiao Dong? Is that you, Xiao Dong?"

The woman’s face was etched with grief. She looked all around, somehow feeling as if she had just heard her son’s voice from the great beyond.

As Lonely Wolf was ensnared by a thick iron chain and led away, the phone he was carrying fell to the ground.

This was a phone that could bridge the worlds of the living and the dead.

CLATTER...

The sound of the falling phone caught the attention of the two figures.

"What’s this..."

The phone slowly lifted off the ground, and Chen Hao managed to capture the bizarre scene.

A large, round face—swollen and as deathly pale as if it had been whitewashed—leaned in close to Lonely Wolf’s phone screen.