Chapter 131: Chapter 131: The Number One Supernatural Streamer

“My son has a summer job, and he was perfectly fine during his day shift. But tonight, he was on the night shift and was late coming home. I got worried and went looking for him. I found him sitting on a bench at the village entrance with a dazed look on his face, just talking to himself. I was about to take him to the hospital when I discovered the Peace Talisman in his pocket had turned black.”

As he spoke, he held the Peace Talisman up to the camera.

The pattern on the peace charm was drawn with cinnabar and infused with Spiritual Power. Even if it fell into a cesspit, the talisman wouldn’t necessarily fade.

But now, the talisman in Old Zhang’s hand had actually faded.

Shen Zhiyao asked, “Did your son bring anything suspicious home with him?”

At her words, Old Zhang held up a small box his son had brought home. It was filled with solid gold bars.

Old Zhang said in confusion, “My son didn’t have this much gold on him when he left! Besides, our family could never afford this. But when he came back, this box of gold was in his hands. And now he’s extremely weak and completely delirious.”

Shen Zhiyao’s expression darkened instantly. “This is… This is money to buy a life!”

[Damn, his son must have found this money on the street and brought it home, completely unaware.]

[I’ve heard you should never pick up money you find on the street. Sometimes people put curses on it, and whoever picks it up will be hit with a streak of terrible luck!]

[I know about this! There’s an old lady in my neighborhood who’s always trying to ’borrow life’ from young girls. She’ll stuff a ’life-borrowing’ red envelope into a girl’s pocket, and when the girl finds it, she immediately calls the police. But in front of everyone, the old lady just accuses the girl of being superstitious.]

[I’m curious, isn’t a Peace Talisman supposed to block one disaster? Why didn’t this one work?]

Shen Zhiyao explained, “Because this wasn’t an attempt to steal his luck, but his life! That is life-purchasing money. Whoever picks it up is supposed to die suddenly within half an hour, and their remaining lifespan is transferred to the buyer. The Peace Talisman blocked part of the harm, which is why he’s only numb and dazed right now.”

After hearing Shen Zhiyao’s explanation, Old Zhang furiously threw the gold onto the ground. “Son of a bitch!” he roared. “What kind of monster deliberately shoves this into my son’s hands to set him up! Host, what should I do now? What about my son?”

Shen Zhiyao said, “Your son’s soul is just unstable. Let him get a good night’s sleep, and as long as he doesn’t leave the house for three days, he’ll be fine.”

“That’s it?” Old Zhang let out a long sigh of relief. “As long as he’s okay. I’ll definitely keep a close eye on him!”

“But!” Shen Zhiyao spoke again. Old Zhang’s heart leaped back into his throat. “But what?”

Shen Zhiyao continued, “But the other party paid a high price to buy your son’s life. They definitely won’t give up this easily. You must watch your son at all times.”

Old Zhang’s face flushed with anger. “Those shameless bastards! Did my son ask for that gold? They forced it on him! And now they have the audacity to come after my son’s life? In their dreams!”

Shen Zhiyao said, “The main problem is that it’s easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to defend against an arrow in the dark. You’d better watch your son closely. After I end my stream, I’ll go take care of the person behind this.”

“Huh?”

Before Old Zhang could react, Shen Zhiyao disconnected the call.

Old Zhang slapped his thigh and cried out, “Hey! Why’d she disconnect? I still don’t understand what’s going on! I didn’t even tell the host where I live. How is she supposed to come over?!”

Then Old Zhang considered it from another angle. ’Since Shen Zhiyao was able to send the Peace Talisman to my house, she must already know where I live.’

In the live chat, everyone was still processing what happened when Old Zhang’s connection with Shen Zhiyao was cut.

[Whoa, that reading was so fast! Host, I want to know what happens with Old Zhang’s son. Can you give us an update?]

[Good thing Xiao Zhang had the Peace Talisman from the host, otherwise he’d be dead.]

Shen Zhiyao explained, “The life-borrowing attempt on Old Zhang’s son was possible mainly because the Ghost Gate opens wide in the latter half of the year. The world is filled with yin energy, making it the most suitable time for such rituals. I hope all my fans in the stream will also be vigilant. If you notice anything strange, run immediately. And if you see money on the ground, don’t pick it up.”

[I get what the host means. If you see someone on the street doing something weird, stay away. Once you get close, you’re not far from death’s door.]

[Even if we don’t see anything weird, we still shouldn’t pick up money off the street. What if it’s a trap?]

Shen Zhiyao smiled. “What I mean is, if you see something wrong, run immediately. If you see money, report it directly to the police. Society is still full of good people. These are just isolated incidents.”

[Whoa… so what the host meant this whole time was, if you find money, don’t pick it up yourself. Call the police first and hand it over to them!]

[Wow, the host taught us another lesson today. Totally worth it.]

[Damn, the host’s moral compass is so strong!]

Shen Zhiyao was amused by the viewers’ comments. However, it was getting late, so she needed to hurry and select the third reading for the day.

The moment the third viewer appeared on screen, the live chat instantly exploded.

[AHHHHH! It’s Conglin! My idol! The number one debunker of superstitions!]

[Conglin, notice me! Conglin!]

[Conglin, I’ve been a fan for so long! Can I get your autograph?]

[Who’s Conglin? How come I’ve never heard of him on Douyin Live Stream?]

[You’re so out of it! He’s only the hottest paranormal streamer on Douyin Live Stream, the number one debunker of all things superstitious. He’s super famous! You should check out his streaming style, I guarantee you’ll love it.]

On the screen, a man with an acne-covered face appeared. The background behind him was an ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall was filled with funeral wreaths. It didn’t look very large, but it was fully equipped with fresh flowers, offerings, and Buddha statues.

Even the incense burner before him was covered in a thick layer of dust.

“Okay, I’m connected!”

The moment the connection went through, Conglin immediately smiled and greeted Shen Zhiyao, “Host, good evening!”

When Shen Zhiyao didn’t respond, he panned his phone around the ancestral hall and said, “Host, this is my village’s ancestral hall. I’m taking my fans on a tour of it today.”

[Whoa, did you guys notice? The way Conglin is talking to our host is a little… fawning. Hahaha… what a gentleman!]

[One’s a professional debunker, the other is a professional practitioner of superstition. How in the world did these two get connected?]

[Maybe his fans requested that he connect with Shen Zhiyao! I have a really bad feeling about this for some reason.]

Conglin was the number one paranormal streamer, specializing in completing ridiculously difficult challenges issued by his fans.

As his fanbase and popularity grew, he began to “court death” even more recklessly: smashing Buddha statues, tearing up genealogy books, sleeping in cemeteries. He would do anything others were too afraid to try.

Through these sensationalist videos, he finally attracted a large following and made a considerable profit.

At that very moment, Conglin was also live on his own stream, telling his fans, “Everybody! Today I’m bringing you along to sleep in an ancestral hall. I’m going to show you that these are just clay figures. They’re not that spooky, and there aren’t a bunch of ghost souls running around! Tonight, I’m going to lead you in debunking these old superstitions!”

Most of his fans were daredevils who loved his paranormal adventure challenges:

[AHHHHHH! Conglin finally accepted my challenge! I’m sending him a Carnival!]

[That’s our Conglin! This is how the youth of the new era should be, smashing old superstitions!]

[Hurry up and roll out your sleeping bag! I’m already ready to spam you with gifts.]

These people were the type who just wanted to watch the world burn. They only liked Conglin for the entertainment value of his antics.

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