"It was probably the God of Poverty. He might suddenly appear inside the house, too. We've put up talismans. If he shows up, you'll see him."
"Oh... But... will he attack me?"
"You don't need to worry about that. The God of Poverty only causes financial loss; he doesn't directly attack people."
"Phew—thank goodness."
July 20, 2010. Responded to the client's call and went to his residence, where we found an old beggar. Audio file 06620100720.wav.
"He just suddenly came knocking. I did what you told me. I... I... Is that really the God of Poverty? Isn't he a beggar? Is he the God of Poverty?"
"He is. Just let him stay. Give him whatever he asks for, but don't take any unnecessary initiative."
"Ah... I'm supposed to... live with him?"
"Of course. Isn't that our plan?"
"He really is... the God of Poverty?"
"I already told you he is. All right, just stay here."
"Uh... okay."
"Boss, is that the God of Poverty? Can I take a picture?"
"Don't make trouble."
"He just looks like an ordinary old man."
July 25, 2010. The client contacted us of his own accord. Audio file 06620100725.wav.
"I had a dream! I had a dream!"
"Mr. Zhang, please calm down."
"Oh, right, right... I had a dream just now. I dreamed that Guanyin cracked apart right in front of me! I heard it crack, like the sound was right next to my ear! And the God of Poverty! He was standing inside the house in the middle of the night, watching me. When he saw me wake up, he sighed and left! No, he didn't leave—he vanished! I saw him open the door and go out, and then he was gone! He really disappeared! I thought you'd hired an actor to fool