Speaking of Science in a Supernatural Livestream 27

Chapter 27: Eating a Small Cake (Part 1)

The oldest Celestial Master took a step back and pointed at Sang Jing, her voice trembling. “You, who on earth are you?”

Not only was she proficient in the talisman formations of Celestial Masters, but she was also adept at the puppet techniques and controls of Ghost Masters. They had never seen or heard of such an outstanding junior in the Xuanmen. She must be a carefully cultivated successor of some Xuanmen family.

They had taken money to do a job, but the other party hadn’t said that this ghost was accompanied by such a person. They couldn’t afford to offend that person, but if this junior was really…

Several people hesitated, not daring to make a move. Sang Jing had disarmed all of them with just a puppet thread, and so easily. What chance did they have?

“Me?” Sang Jing chuckled lightly and took out her phone, opening the White Whale Live app. “I’m Sang Jing, a new streamer on White Whale Live. You can all follow me.”

Everyone: “…”

“A streamer?” the leading Celestial Master asked in confusion, clearly not someone who often used her phone to go online.

The person beside her explained it to her. The old Celestial Master nodded, half-understanding. She began to seriously size up Sang Jing. “Sang Jing? Surname Sang? The Sang family of Liangshui?”

Among the “metaphysical” families with the surname Sang, only the Sang family of Liangshui City had the background to cultivate a junior like Sang Jing.

“No,” Sang Jing denied, then looked down at the magical artifacts in her hand. In the end, she only kept the puppet thread and returned the rest.

To be honest, these were not as useful as her small gourd.

“I know this Heavenly Net wasn’t set up by you. Go back and tell the person who set up the formation that if they want Xie Yu, they should come and talk to me in person. Hiding and sneaking around is not very dignified.”

Several people exchanged glances. They all knew they were no match for Sang Jing and agreed to her words. “Alright.”

When they came out of Yellow Springs Street, the old Celestial Master was about to leave with her dejected group. Before leaving, she suddenly turned back and asked Sang Jing, “By the way, where do you livestream?”

Sang Jing: “White Whale Live.”

The old Celestial Master nodded, her gaze filled with appreciation and admiration as she looked at Sang Jing.

After they left, the Heavenly Net was taken down. The Celestial Masters who had been wandering around the street entrance in confusion suddenly seemed to find their way. “I told you I remembered it was here. Why couldn’t I find it just now?”

They brushed past Sang Jing and the others and entered Yellow Springs Street from the entrance. Only after entering did they realize that the shops were just opening. They turned their heads in confusion.

Just now, those few people were carrying several bags of yellow paper!

Sang Jing returned to the hotel, first lighting some incense to get rid of the bad luck, then let out a long sigh of relief.

Just now in Yellow Springs Street, inside the Heavenly Net, there was a Big Dipper formation, and she was surrounded by five level-six Celestial Masters and two level-five Ghost Masters. The setup was grand, but the person who had set up the formation hadn’t shown up. What they had done was more like a test.

A test of her strength.

If she couldn’t protect Xie Yu in the formation, those few people would have taken Xie Yu away. But if her strength far surpassed theirs, then the next people to come would be even stronger than this time.

From the moment they were in Yellow Springs Street, Sang Jing had sealed Xie Yu’s mouth and finally put her directly into the small gourd to live with the evil spirit. Now that she was released, she was sulking. Her face was also pale, and it was unclear if it was from anger or dizziness.

Sang Jing remembered she had said she got gourd-sick.

Walking up to Xie Yu, Sang Jing raised her hand, pinched her cheek, and pulled her head down.

Xie Yu was angry, and Sang Jing was still touching her. She couldn’t suppress her anger and was about to slap her hand away, but her gaze first fell on the wound on Sang Jing’s hand. In the end, she softened her strength and placed her hand limply on Sang Jing’s wrist, using some force to stop her.

“What are you doing?” she said stiffly, making sure people could tell she was angry.

Sang Jing pursed her lips, turned her face left and right to look at her, and after a long moment, said, “You died very abnormally. To go to such great lengths to kill you and silence you.”

Xie Yu turned her head forcefully to break free from Sang Jing’s hand. “How would I know?”

Sang Jing rubbed her fingertips. They were cold. “Let’s go. I’ll take you to eat.”

Xie Yu wanted to refuse to eat out of anger, but she couldn’t resist the temptation and still followed.

She couldn’t help it. Sang Jing’s cooking was too fragrant.

This hotel was next to Yellow Springs Street, and most of the guests were Xuan Masters. The hotel owner was probably also in this line of work and had specially set aside a backyard for burning incense and paper.

Sang Jing took the brazier and yellow paper to the backyard. There were quite a few people in the backyard. When they saw Sang Jing, their expressions changed again and again, and they silently moved away from her.

Sang Jing didn’t care about this. She was used to this feeling. Before she had learned metaphysical arts from her teacher, she would feel it at school and at home.

She was used to it.

Xie Yu squinted her eyes. “What do they mean by that?”

They were avoiding them like the plague.

Sang Jing found a corner and sat down, starting to fold ingots. Hearing Xie Yu’s words, she said slowly, “Maybe they were scared by your death appearance.”

Xie Yu: “…”

If she says another word to Sang Jing today, she’s a dog!!!

Soon, the paper ingots were folded. Sang Jing didn’t start “cooking” but began to fold other things with the yellow paper.

Xie Yu stood stiffly beside her. She had just made a harsh vow in her heart, but seeing Sang Jing’s fingers fly, she couldn’t help but be curious and secretly peeked.

Soon, a small thing was folded, square, with a slightly raised top.

What is this?

Xie Yu really wanted to ask, but she held back.

Soon, Sang Jing folded two or three more, triangular and round.

This looks a bit like… a cake?

Xie Yu was also a little unsure. After all, it was something folded from paper and didn’t have as many patterns as the real thing. She squatted down and took one in her palm.

It was small, but it made her heart feel a little heavy.

Why is the reserved person like this?

“Sang Sang! Sang Sang!” Cui Wangshu shouted as soon as she entered the backyard, very happy, holding a small bag of things in her hand.

Seeing the one person and one ghost in the corner, Cui Wangshu ran over. Shen Jue, who was behind her, was writing in her notebook. She looked up and saw that the person was gone, and hurried to follow.

The people in the backyard who were secretly sizing up Sang Jing saw Cui Wangshu and their expressions changed again. It was no secret that Cui Wangshu was a member of the Special Investigation Team.

This Ghost Master was related to the Special Investigation Team.

At this moment, most people thought so. Then, the empty space around Sang Jing slowly filled with people. From a distance, it looked like they were surrounding that corner, while the other corner was empty.

“Sang Sang, I bought what you wanted,” Cui Wangshu said, handing over the things in her hand.

Sang Jing had just finished folding the small cake. She looked up, took it, and smiled politely at Cui Wangshu. “Thank you.”

Cui Wangshu giggled. “You’re welcome!”

Running errands for Sang Sang made her so happy she could bloom.

When Xie Yu saw the things in the bag, she confirmed her previous thought. Sang Jing was folding small cakes.

Sang Jing took out the small cakes from the bag. They were red, green, yellow, square, round, and triangular…

Just like the last time they had hot pot, Sang Jing drew a talisman and stuck it on her own mouth and Xie Yu’s.

She put the paper ingots and paper cakes into the brazier and lit them, and also lit the incense in the small incense burner beside it.

Sang Jing began to unwrap the small cakes.

Every bite Xie Yu ate today tasted like a sweet little cake. It was delicious, the best little cake she had ever eaten, although she couldn’t remember if she had ever eaten a little cake before.

On the way to buy the cakes, Shen Jue had asked, and Cui Wangshu had explained it to her. Now, seeing the one person and one ghost eating the small cakes with her own eyes, Shen Jue was so moved she was a mess.

She sniffed and added another entry to Sang Jing’s document—

Bought a small cake for her ghost, a good person!!!

Looking up at the entire document, every entry was followed by “a good person!!!”. Shen Jue used this phrase as a period.

In the end, in order to let Xie Yu taste all these small cakes, and also not to waste them, Sang Jing ate all the dozen or so small cakes Cui Wangshu had bought.

Xie Yu didn’t say whether she had had enough or not, and just kept eating with her head down.

In the end, both the person and the ghost were about to die from eating.

This was the second time Sang Jing had eaten a food until she wanted to throw up.

She felt sick all afternoon. When she came out of the bathroom, Sang Jing’s face was pale, and Xie Yu was not much better, lying on the sofa and rubbing her stomach.

Seeing her uncomfortable look, Xie Yu finally broke her vow. “If you can’t eat anymore, just say so.”

A vow that isn’t spoken doesn’t count.

Sang Jing sat back on the single sofa, leaning back lazily. “You were eating so happily, I thought you liked it a lot.”

Xie Yu didn’t speak anymore. She had been so moved she was about to cry and didn’t want to disappoint Sang Jing’s good intentions, so she kept eating.

In the evening, Sang Jing felt a little better. She went next door to borrow Cui Wangshu’s laptop for her livestream. Cui Wangshu immediately jumped up, her eyes wide, the meaning obvious.

Bei Shan had just come back and was about to take a shower. Seeing Cui Wangshu’s look, she directly kicked her out to find Sang Jing.

Sang Jing logged into her account and sat cross-legged on the soft carpet. She was facing the sofa, where Cui Wangshu was sitting properly.

As the assistant, Xie Yu naturally sat beside Sang Jing, but her posture was not so proper. One leg was bent, and the other was stretched out to the side, as if to compare its length with the coffee table.

The livestream began.

This time, the number of viewers rose very quickly.

【Why didn’t Sang Sang livestream yesterday? I waited for a long time.】

【Is the streamer in Xianling City now? Then do you know Vice-Chairman Tan and the people from the Special Investigation Team?】

【The streamer has changed locations today.】

【Streamer, streamer, I didn’t get to see the end of the last livestream!!!】

【Is Sang Sang’s livestream today for divination and face reading?】

【Sang Sang baby, Mama is here!】

【I’m here today. I’d like to see who dares to question Sang Sang!】

【Heh, scammer streamer.】

【The person above is a fan of Encounter again, right? Using a fake Bazi to bully our Sang Sang, shameless. You have the nerve to call yourself the clear stream of the industry, I spit!】

“That’s so true,” Xie Yu said, happening to see this comment. She leaned over and gave it a like.

A face appeared in front of the camera, and then was quickly pulled away by a hand.

Sang Jing returned to the camera, glanced at the bullet comments. The original bullet comments had been pushed up, and the new ones were all praising Xie Yu’s beauty, along with some messy and indecent words.

For example, calling her Mama…

“Yes, today is for divination and face reading.”

Sang Jing didn’t waste any more words and started the first link-up of the night.

Among the many avatars, one was a default avatar with an official certification mark.

“This one, this one!” Xie Yu saw it at a glance.

Sang Jing clicked on the link-up request.

【Is this a new account?】

【My god, a level-six Xuan Master! Certified by the Xuanmen!】

【So exciting, so exciting!】

【Hahaha, a real expert is here too! Streamer, you’re done for!】

【Go, Sang Sang!】

【Sang Sang is simply the center of traffic. How many days has she been streaming? The people she links up with are more and more explosive.】

The other side didn’t seem to know how to operate it. “How do I turn on this camera? Little darling, can you come and help me see?”

Sang Jing found the voice familiar.

“Grandma, you’re playing with livestreams too?” a young man’s clear voice said with surprise.

Soon, the other side of the livestream was no longer a black screen.

Sang Jing met a familiar face. “You…”

The old Celestial Master from the daytime.