Chapter 66: Chapter 61: Patriarch: Hates Clients with Vague Requirements

As the slightly sloppy paper got stamped with a red seal, Little Bee’s heart shattered.

Whether looking at it directly, from the side, or upside down, Little Bee’s heart grew colder the more he looked.

Every word on the paper seemed to silently mock him:

It’s targeting you, what can you do about it!

Ning An was quite satisfied with Little Bee’s expression, clapped his hands, and set the paper upright.

Did Elder An really think Ning An got nothing from his wish?

This little seal was forcibly given to him by Ma Baoguo before he left.

Ma Baoguo’s exact words at the time:

“A big tree draws the wind; even if your Changchun Temple hasn’t encountered any great dragons, it’s bound to attract troublesome little ghosts. With this, you can feel more at ease.”

Ning An wasn’t too concerned at the time.

After all, people who understood this seal generally had to be somewhat cultured.

In the common perception, cultured people usually have quite high qualities.

But now looking at this little seal…

Truly remarkable!

Seeing Little Bee’s speechless yet unable-to-retort expression, the viewers in the live stream burst into laughter.

“Hehe, didn’t expect it, when cultured people play rogue, it’s like stabbing you without shedding blood.”

“This kills me! He wanted Brother Sect Leader to give him a boost in exposure, but cut off from the source, this move is sensational.”

“Why not have the Patriarch send another heavenly stone; some industries suddenly waking up isn’t without cause.”

Little Bee was at a loss due to Ning An’s tactics.

To leech off of Ning An’s popularity, he made several preparations before setting off, even if Ning An didn’t agree to his incense-burning plan, he had countermeasures.

But he didn’t expect Ning An to cut off his exposure from the very source.

Not being able to live stream in the Prayer Hall is as good as killing him!

But soon, he composed himself and thought of a solution.

“Little Daoist, I’ll turn off my phone screen, and only stream the audio. Is that okay?”

Ning An nodded and said:

“If you don’t see any issue, the Little Daoist has no objection.”

Little Bee quickly adjusted his phone and then, excitedly once again, said:

“Little Daoist, I want to offer incense and make a wish.”

Ning An nodded without disagreement.

Compared to other previous exaggerated streamers, Little Bee was already rather polite.

While grabbing incense from the table, Ning An reminded as usual:

“Burning incense at our Changchun Temple is different from other temples and Daoist temples. State your wish clearly, ideally express it directly, the Patriarch has a straightforward personality and dislikes unclear client requests.”

“Things like jokes shouldn’t be mentioned, for instance, someone once wished to become a trainee like Kun Kun. Now he’s probably selling umbrellas in paradise.”

“Alright, thank you Daoist Master.”

Having heard Ning An’s words, Little Bee was even more excited instead of backing down.

As the incense was lit, he didn’t kneel to make a wish immediately, but instead raised the three sticks of incense over his head, bowed three times in the directions of southeast, southwest, and northwest, completing the ritual.

Seeing this, Ning An nodded to himself.

Whether Little Bee was leeching popularity or chasing heat, at least this behavior and attitude made Ning An, as the Supervisor, feel warm inside.

“Layperson, you may make your…”

“No rush.”

Ning An hadn’t finished speaking the word ’wish’ before being cut off by Little Bee waving his hand.

Then he leisurely took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

“Little Daoist, I feared the Patriarch might read and respond haphazardly, so I wrote some things down before coming. Is this alright?”

Not far away, Ning An couldn’t help but blink and used his abilities to take a look at the densely written paper, causing the corner of his mouth to twitch.

“It’s… it’s alright.”

Suddenly feeling that this Little Bee…

Was overly shameless.

“Patriarch above, believer Wang Qiang, ID number xxx, residing at xxx, I wish within three days to marry my girlfriend of one month’s acquaintance.

And through legal and proper means, make my father-in-law satisfied, and ideally, even have the dowry paid. Not overly difficult nor feigned, doing it with genuine or broken face…”

Ahem.

Hearing Little Bee’s wish, the warmth in Ning An’s heart couldn’t help but turn to coughing twice.

Smoothly using cultivation techniques, he examined Little Bee’s Life Chart.

Indeed.

No surprise, Little Bee’s Life Chart was also dark without a hint of gold, unable to bear the price of the system returning the wish.

“Layperson, I suggest you make a slightly normal wish, perhaps… change it.”

“Little Daoist, now that doesn’t make sense, does it?”

Little Bee was overjoyed at heart; all his preparations were meant to make this popularity-leeching trip perfect.

Interacting with Ning An was an opportunity for unpredictable exposure!

Slightly suppressing his inner excitement, Little Bee acted discontent, persistently arguing:

“I strictly followed the Daoist Master’s advice—the wish is clear and thorough, even a script is written, could it be the Daoist Master is afraid?”

Not only Little Bee, but even the Little Bee fans entering the Ning An live stream at this time provoked with bullet comments.

“Hey, what does the streamer mean? Isn’t Little Bee’s wish too specific, is the Patriarch unable to fulfill it?”

“Exactly, his request isn’t too much, is it really impossible to fulfill?”

“Hey, I can gather data; today there’s a request for wealth, studies, but marriage is the first case, surely the Patriarch will respond?”

…

Ignorance is fearless.

This was Ning An’s first thought upon seeing these bullet comments.

Facing the phone toward himself, Ning An explained helplessly:

“Laypersons, I’ve explained before that making a wish, in essence, is what you don’t have in your fate and forcibly obtained. The celestial Patriarch, when returning wishes, also collects a certain price.

Therefore, wishing isn’t about being thorough; like this layperson, knowing someone for a month and wanting to get married, this…”

Little Bee, hearing this, smiled even brighter:

“Daoist Master, I know what you want to say—essentially the girl wants my money.

Now with fast-paced relationships, wanting money isn’t uncommon, right? As long as she’s good to you, what’s the harm in some material possessions!”

This wasn’t Little Bee making things up; it reflected most of his true thoughts.

Being a streamer for so many years, what hasn’t he seen?

Even the sweet couple streamers online are merely boys wearing huge cameras on their heads, playing out scripts with female leads.

As long as you have money, you can have anything!

And Little Bee’s words resonated with some viewers in the live stream.

“I might agree with the Little Daoist on other matters, but on this point, I’m with Little Bee. In this society, having money is what makes you the boss.”

“From my high school girlfriend to the end of university, seven years of affection! I thought we’d proceed like this: marry, have children, grow old together. But entering society… it’s nothing but a fleeting dream.”

“Am I the only one who thinks he’s very manly? You should marry someone like Little Bee!”

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