Chapter 10: Passing Through the Ghost Gate
“Is it a recent photo?”
“Yes, I just took it this morning.”
Their simple conversation was enough to prove that everything Sang Jing had just said was correct, and Wen Ying had also sent the photo to Sang Jing.
The bullet comments were in a state of chaos for a moment.
【What does that mean?? Sister Wen Ying sent the photo!??】
【Oh my god, did this Sang Jing really get it right? So Wen Ying’s rich only-daughter persona was also fake?】
【Didn’t they say this Sang Jing has a team behind her? How big of a background must this team have to make Wen Ying overturn her carefully managed persona to promote her?】
【Is there a possibility… that Sang Jing really can do divination and face reading?】
【So exciting, so exciting! This is getting me hyped up late at night!】
【Quietly waiting for the truth.】
Sang Jing carefully examined Wen Ying’s photo, from the brow ridge and bone to the eye sockets and corners, then down to the bridge of her nose, the tip, and the wings, and finally to her lips.
Wen Ying’s skin wasn’t as fair as it appeared on camera; it was wheat-colored, with dark circles under her eyes that couldn’t be concealed. There were many small red bumps on her forehead and between her eyebrows, covered with a layer of milky-white ointment.
The number of viewers in the livestreaming room was still rising, already reaching several thousand. Most of them were here for Wen Ying.
Sang Jing thought for a moment and asked her, “What I’m about to say might involve your family. Should we talk privately or…?”
Wen Ying didn’t hesitate. “I’ll send you a private message.”
Wen Ying sent Sang Jing her private contact information, her palms sweating.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t seen fortune-tellers with her boss, or even sought out real, knowledgeable Celestial Masters from the Xuanmen. But none of them had given her the same sense of pressure that Sang Jing was giving her now.
As soon as Sang Jing added Wen Ying’s account, a voice call came through.
She glanced at the screen; the other party had muted their microphone.
Wen Ying tapped her phone.
Sang Jing understood her meaning and reached out to mute her own microphone as well.
Then, in front of thousands of netizens, the two of them started a phone call.
【? Why is there no sound?】
【What is it that we can’t hear? The livestream is even hiding things from us!?】
【Why does Wen Ying’s face look so bad? What did they say!? Where’s my translator! Is there anyone who can read lips! Translate for me!】
【I feel like there are ants crawling on me. If I don’t know what they said today, I won’t be able to sleep all night!】
【Sang Jing seems to have said that Wen Ying has a great calamity. If she avoids it, she’ll be worry-free for life. If she can’t… she’ll die.】
【???? Is the person above just making things up or can they really read lips? Are they playing for such high stakes?】
【Turn on the mic! Turn on the mic! I can’t take it anymore, let me listen!】
“Is what you said true?” Wen Ying’s voice trembled on the phone.
Sang Jing explained, “You’ve had acne between your eyebrows for half a month, right? It’s not because of your diet or sleep schedule, but your body responding to a calamity. This is a great calamity in your life, originating from your siblings. You have a younger sister and a younger brother. You can think about their recent situation and the conflicts and grievances between you. Resolve it as soon as possible, otherwise, you won’t be able to escape this calamity.”
Wen Ying didn’t think much after hearing her words. “I understand.”
She knew who it was. According to what Sang Jing said, there was only one person who wanted to harm her, who wanted to take revenge on her.
Wen Ying’s fingers trembled as she tapped the screen a few times.
The next second, Sang Jing’s livestreaming room exploded with the special effects of a screen full of torpedoes. Wen Ying had sent thirty in a row.
Adding the previous ten, that was forty torpedoes, a total of one hundred and twenty thousand yuan.
Sang Jing was a little surprised, but not shocked. Knowing that they had a calamity coming, many people would choose to spend money to avert disaster.
“Master, please tell me clearly, how can I overcome this calamity?” Wen Ying’s eyes were red, whether from fear or something else, she completely believed what Sang Jing had said.
Good deeds are rewarded, and evil deeds are punished. Sang Jing believed in this saying, but sometimes, it was the kind-hearted people who were hurt, while those with ugly hearts lived more freely and at ease.
Under normal circumstances, even a Celestial Master couldn’t casually interfere with a person’s karma, fortune, and misfortune. But before she started livestreaming, Sang Jing had asked her teacher and his wife if she should stand by and watch coldly when she encountered evil people and evil deeds.
Her teacher had said a lot, telling her to follow her heart, as long as she didn’t go too far. If she got too deeply entangled in karma, he would step in and sever it for Sang Jing.
In a word, it was: go ahead and do it boldly, your teacher and his wife have your back in everything.
Sang Jing blinked and asked Wen Ying, “You should know who your calamity will befall, right?”
Wen Ying took a deep breath and nodded. “I know.”
“Alright.” Sang Jing glanced at the time. “We’ll talk about your matter in detail after the livestream ends. I will help you.”
Hearing that Sang Jing had agreed to help with her matter, the stone pressing on Wen Ying’s heart instantly lightened. She let out a breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Even though she was in an air-conditioned room, she couldn’t help but feel a chill down her spine.
“Okay.”
The microphones in both livestreaming rooms were turned on. Wen Ying respectfully bowed to Sang Jing on the screen. “Thank you, Master. I’ll be waiting for you.”
Sang Jing nodded.
And just like that, they ended the link-up, leaving a crowd of bewildered netizens.
【I’m going to get angry!!!! What did you guys talk about!!!】
【If it comes to it, I’ll buy a membership.】
【Wen Ying ended her stream! This is the first time she’s ended a stream right after talking to just one person.】
【I’m so so so so so curious!!!】
【Wen Ying just sent thirty torpedoes. Isn’t it obvious? Sang Sang has real skills!】
【Encountering a ghost possession at a grave could be passed off as a script, but Wen Ying is from Deep Space Entertainment! How big of a background must Sang Jing have for Deep Space Entertainment to give up on Wen Ying, their golden HR, to promote Sang Jing?】
Sang Jing ignored the wailing in the bullet comments. “One last link-up, then I’m ending the stream.”
After the situation with the first two link-ups, no one said Sang Jing couldn’t get anyone to link with her anymore. Instead, the moment Sang Jing said “one last link-up,” a dozen avatars instantly appeared on the screen, all vying to link up.
Sang Jing’s eyes curved as she looked at the constantly popping up link-up requests. Isn’t this getting better?
Looking at the flashing avatars, Sang Jing was choosing her next link-up partner when a pale hand suddenly reached out from the side of her face, carrying a cold, yin aura.
“Link with this one,” Xie Yu’s voice came from behind her.
Sang Jing followed her hand and saw that the netizen’s avatar she was pointing to was a very simple stick-figure smiley face.
Without much hesitation, Sang Jing clicked the agree button for the smiley face’s link-up request.
It doesn’t matter who I link with, it’s all the same.
The other party didn’t have their camera on, so most of the screen was taken up by the smiley face avatar.
Sang Jing looked at the smiley face. She could feel the emotions of the person who drew it at that moment—joy, happiness, delight. At that moment, she must have been happy.
The corners of Sang Jing’s lips uncontrollably turned up, her dimples prominent.
“Hello, streamer.”
“Hello.”
The smiley face’s nickname was ‘Encounter’. Sang Jing looked at the scrolling bullet comments and found that this ‘Encounter’ seemed to have some fame.
The smiley face avatar and the nickname ‘Encounter’ were identical to a very famous voice actor. It was just that the voice actor had millions of fans and hadn’t been heard from in three or four months. The girl who linked up was a fan of Encounter.
After greeting her, the smiley face immediately sent a torpedo and then asked, “Streamer, can you help me find someone?”
Sang Jing frowned. Find someone?
“Can you help me find where Encounter is now?” the smiley face asked again.
Sang Jing was still hesitating when her eyes moved down to the bullet comments, and she was a little surprised.
【Didn’t Encounter quit the internet? This person still wants to know where Encounter is. A sasaeng?】
【Who said Encounter quit the internet? Big sister just hasn’t worked for a while. Don’t spread rumors, okay?】
【First Wen Ying, now Encounter. The streamer has no fame but is just leeching off traffic. Is she going to invite all the big shots in the entertainment industry next? If you have the skills, go link up with the yellow-badged streamers in the metaphysics section.】
【I’d like to see how the streamer can do a reading without a Bazi or a real face.】
“Can you do it? I really want to know where she is!?” The smiley face’s voice suddenly grew louder, almost like a scream, which was very discordant and out of place with the sunny smile.
“Hurry up and do the reading!”
“What are you yelling about! So noisy,” Xie Yu’s eyes were cold.
Sang Jing turned her head and saw that the ghostly energy on Xie Yu was running rampant, causing her entire ghostly being to become irritable and restless. Her tragic death appearance was slowly revealing itself.
Xie Yu’s eyes moved slightly to look at Sang Jing, and two lines of blood slowly trickled from the corners of her eyes.
White Whale Live had a clear rule against violence and gore during livestreams. To avoid having her account banned, Sang Jing turned around, returned the torpedo she had just received to the smiley face, and then quickly ended the stream.
After closing the livestream, Sang Jing raised her hand, pulled out a yellow paper from the side, dipped her finger in ink, and quickly drew a talisman on it. She directly slapped it on Xie Yu’s chest to suppress the chaotic ghostly energy on her.
Throughout the process, Xie Yu’s eyes followed Sang Jing’s movements, and finally, her blood-red eyes settled on the talisman paper on her chest.
Just as she raised her hand to touch it, Sang Jing slapped it down and warned in a low voice, “Don’t move.”
Xie Yu was in a bad temper. After being slapped, she was about to bare her teeth at Sang Jing when another talisman was slapped on her face, and her entire ghostly being was immobilized.
Grabbing Xie Yu by the collar, Sang Jing walked out of the livestreaming room. She saw the missed call on her phone and dialed back.
“Hello, this is…”
“It’s me, Wen Ying,” Wen Ying’s voice was filled with deep fear.
Sang Jing sensed something was wrong with her and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Inside a detached villa, Wen Ying was huddled by the sofa with a fruit knife in her hand, trembling uncontrollably. She held her phone, her voice so low it was almost a whisper, choked with sobs. “He’s here. He’s come for me.”
Sang Jing had just dragged Xie Yu downstairs and saw Hei Wuchang by the counter.
Sang Jing: “Have you called the police?”
Wen Ying: “I have.”
Sang Jing came to the counter. “Alright, I’ll be there right away.”
She reached out and tapped the glass countertop. Hei Wuchang looked up, a popsicle still in her mouth, and asked indistinctly, “Wha’s up?”
“Take me somewhere, Sister Hei.” Sang Jing took out Wen Ying’s Bazi and showed it to Hei Wuchang. “To her side.”
Hei Wuchang understood her meaning. “Through the Ghost Gate?”
“Yes.”
