Her friend patted the sobbing Zhong Mianyi on the shoulder and asked, "Master, can we ask why?"
Qu Nanzhu brushed his fingers across the table, his tone indifferent. "Her life would be at risk."
Her friend's expression changed instantly.
[If this girl still wants to go after Master Qu said that, I seriously have nothing to say.]
[Relax. Even if she wants to go, do you think her parents will let her?]
[Based on my understanding of these fangirls, all they'll say is, "He said at risk, not definitely dead! If you don't even have this much resolve to see our idol, you don't deserve to see him!"]
[You know, the comment above actually has a point.]
[Way to ruin fangirls' reputation. That's just a minority. Most of us are perfectly normal.]
[Don't get worked up. Nobody's talking about you if you're normal. Your fandom just has too many freaks spouting too much legendary nonsense.]
Her friend didn't care what the comments said. She had already thanked Qu Nanzhu and disconnected, then locked Zhong Mianyi in the room before she could react and went out to call her parents and explain the situation.
Zhong Mianyi pushed against the locked door, upset at her friend's distrust while also wavering over whether to take the risk. Who knew whether this fortune-teller was accurate?
In the livestream, Qu Nanzhu opened the second call-in draw. The connection went through quickly again, this time to a delivery guy.
He looked exhausted and forced a smile, sending Qu Nanzhu three thousand in gifts as his divination fee.
He began dejectedly, "Hello, Master. My surname is Li. You can just call me Xiao Li. Here's the thing: I've been really unlucky lately. I honestly feel like it's gone beyond anything normal.
"Something always happens on deliveries that makes me late, and the customers give me bad reviews without listening to my explanations. And the vehicle I rented from the company keeps breaking down. At first, the company thought I was deliberately damaging it, but once they took it back, there was nothing wrong with it.
"When I go home to eat, either the dishes aren't cooked or the rice hasn't been made. I even landed myself in the hospital eating takeout... Boohoo, I'm just so unlucky..."
As he spoke, Xiao Li raised a hand to wipe his tears, and the comments began sympathizing with his plight.
[Master, Master, is there a reason for this sort of thing?]
Qu Nanzhu tapped his fingers on the table, his tone steady. "I see. Your face shows you've had some side income lately. What else have you been doing besides deliveries?"
Although he already knew the master had great powers, Xiao Li was still a little surprised to have been seen through at a glance. He nodded and confessed honestly, "Well... I drive a hearse for people during the day. A friend recommended the job."
Qu Nanzhu raised an eyebrow. "A hearse, and a friend recommended it?"
The comments shifted from sympathy to teasing.
Xiao Li braced himself and nodded. "My friend knew I needed money. A relative of his happened to say they needed a hearse driver, so he recommended me. The pay was pretty good, and I don't normally believe in ghosts or gods, so I figured I wasn't scared and took it."
[Bro, you must've sunk all your side income right back into this.]
Qu Nanzhu switched hands to prop up his head, his tone teasing too. "Didn't you look into the rules of the trade first? Didn't your friend's relative explain them?"
Xiao Li lowered his head in shame. "He did..."
"Oh, so you didn't listen."
Xiao Li felt it would have been less painful to just get a scolding. Being questioned like an elementary school student was mortifying.
He nodded again with the resignation of a man facing death. "Master, great master, please save me. This is really tormenting me to death!"
Qu Nanzhu looked at him calmly. "Your problem is easy to solve. My suggestion is... call the police."
[Wait, what? I think I just hallucinated that.]
[Honestly, I might have too...]
[Wake up, you guys! Everyone, wake up! That's right, the streamer really said to call the police!!]
[To be fair, Master Qu actually loves telling people to call the police. With Bai Ting last time and the Peach Blossom Sha before that, Qu Bao's first response was to tell them to call the police.]
[That's what a normal person would think, but this time is different. Isn't it confirmed that a ghost is causing trouble?]
[No... has anyone considered that if there are this many supernatural incidents in the world, how could the government not know? They're just keeping it from the public. It's like how the platform only limits the reach of Qu Bao's livestream instead of banning it.]
[The analysis above makes sense.]
[I also think the comment above makes sense, makes sense.]
[Since everyone thinks it makes sense, I also think the comment above makes sense, makes sense, makes sense.]
[? Are we doing nesting dolls now?]
Qu Nanzhu said, "Everyone makes sense, so Xiao Li, drive the hearse to a nearby police station at noon tomorrow. They'll handle it."
Xiao Li stared silently at the camera. Wouldn't they think he was crazy and send him to a psychiatric hospital?
Meeting his plaintive gaze, Qu Nanzhu raised a hand and tapped his forehead. "How about this?" He reached out of frame, and a little paper figure delivered a Fortune-Improving Talisman into his hand.
His fingers flew as he folded the Fortune-Improving Talisman into a triangle and asked Xiao Li to send him his location by private message.
"I'll send you a Fortune-Improving Talisman. Once you get it, your luck will improve, and it can also make up for your recent losses."
Seeing him bring out something good, the viewers all started asking for one.
[A Fortune-Improving Talisman? Something that good exists? I don't believe it unless you mail me one to try.]
[Your scheming just smacked me in the face.]
[Have you no shame?! I'm different. Qu Bao, can I pay for one, pretty please~]
[You don't even know if it works and you're already asking for one. Careful you don't end up paying for a piece of wastepaper.]
[New here? We still get newcomers in this livestream? That shouldn't be possible.]
[Sorry, I'm not new. I simply don't believe in this stuff. I just watch for laughs.]
[Then you're quite the joke yourself.]
Hearing that he would also receive a Fortune-Improving Talisman, Xiao Li immediately beamed and hurriedly sent an address by private message.
Receiving a rather vague address, Qu Nanzhu looked up. "Be more specific. I'll have the paper figure deliver it straight to you. Mailing it is a hassle."
Xiao Li and the comments: [Awesome, that's an option too?]
[What? Buy a Fortune-Improving Talisman and get a little paper figure free??]
[You really dare to dream.]
[Forget everything else, I'd be happy just seeing it up close! A paper figure that can fly, move, and smile! Aren't you even a little curious?]
[Dammit, this guy lucked out.]
Xiao Li hadn't expected delivery by little paper figure either. He was so nervous he could barely remember where he was.
After deleting and revising four or five times, he finally typed the address correctly. Qu Nanzhu looked it up. "Mm, not far. Wait a moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of triangular arms took the talisman from his hand, and a streak of golden light shot out of Qu Nanzhu's rented home, vanishing in a flash.
Over a hundred kilometers away, Xiao Li looked up for about a minute before spotting a point of light approaching him.
He cried in delight, "It's here, it's here!" He even jumped up in excitement.
The next second-
Bang!
The delivery guy went sprawling, his phone flying several meters away before the screen went black.
The livestream viewers only saw the surroundings spin and a blurry streak of light, then they couldn't see anything at all.
[Wait, what happened? Damn, why's the picture gone?]
[From that sound, he must've fallen. He managed to fall in even that little bit of time. His bad luck is seriously off the charts.]
[Aw, doesn't that mean we won't get to see the little paper figure...]
[Dammit!]
Qu Nanzhu hadn't expected him to be this unlucky either. Through his shared senses with the little paper figure, he could naturally see the delivery guy curled up on the floor, grimacing in pain.
For a moment, he didn't know what to make of it.
The little paper figure flew over, patted his shoulder in deep sympathy, and tucked the Fortune-Improving Talisman into Xiao Li's hand.
It also helped drag his phone back.
Xiao Li forced a smile uglier than crying and said, "Thank you."
But his phone was broken, leaving him unable to contact anyone for help. His leg was probably fractured, and it hurt too much to stand.
The little paper figure was helpless too. Appearing casually in front of people would probably cause panic.
Just as the man and the paper figure were at a loss, someone knocked on Xiao Li's door. It was the landlady.
"Xiao Li? Xiao Li, are you home?"
Overjoyed, Xiao Li hurriedly shouted for help.
Hearing his cries for help, the landlady hurried to fetch her key and open the door. Seeing Xiao Li on the floor, she called a few other tenants over to help carry him to the hospital.
The little paper figure hid in a corner and witnessed everything. Naturally, Qu Nanzhu saw it too and breathed an inward sigh of relief.
This counted as his luck improving, right?