"Oh my gosh, did the Lingbao Celestial Venerable really show a miracle?"
"After the countryâs founding, spirits werenât allowed to appear, but no one said anything about those who became immortals before that!"
"Seeing Sister Hongâs misfortune is making me question my own atheism!"
"Where are there any immortals? Itâs just pure bad luck."
"Bad luck canât keep happening one after another, can it? It must be retribution!"
"Sister Hong is really out there. She spat on the Celestial Venerableâs statue; if she doesnât have something happen to her, then who will?"
"Didnât that young Daoist just say it? If it was unintentional, the Celestial Venerable wouldnât blame anyone, but Sister Hong did it on purpose, so..."
"Basically, sheâs blinded by money! Sheâll do anything for cash."
"Lingbao Celestial Venerable shows a miracle, plus a mysterious white figure before; thereâs something going on at Shangqing Tao!"
"Itâs more than just something. Itâs like a calf successfully trading stocksâsuper bullish! Iâm booking a flight right now and heading to the mountain to burn incense tomorrow!"
In Sister Hongâs live broadcast room, netizens were condemning her one after another.
Just now, everyone was still looking on with an attitude of watching a show.
Some even encouraged Sister Hong to keep causing trouble.
But now?
Sister Hongâs string of bad luck really startled everyone.
Who knows if itâs just pure bad luck or if itâs an immortal showing a miracle and casting divine punishment.
In any case, itâs best to speak and act cautiously.
After all, better to believe it exists than not!
Over at Shangqing Tao, Sister Hongâs partner had already dialed the emergency number.
But the ambulance was blocked at the foot of the mountain and couldnât come up.
Two medical staff had to carry a stretcher themselves, panting heavily all the way up the mountain.
"Whereâs the injured?"
One of the medical staff was panting hard.
Their physical condition was still pretty good; if it were a bit worse, they probably wouldnât even make it up the mountain.
"Here! Over here!"
The partner hurriedly waved their hand.
The medical staff went up to check Sister Hongâs condition.
Her head was hit by a tree branch, causing a big bump and making her unconscious, but the issue wasnât serious.
Her right hand was bitten by a pit viper, which was more serious.
Fortunately, that pit viper was small in size, just a little snake, and didnât have much venom.
Otherwise, by now, Sister Hong would have already gone to the Underworld to report to King Yama.
When calling for emergency services earlier, the partner had already stated the conditions.
So the medical staff carried antivenom for pit vipers with them, gave Sister Hong a shot, and bandaged her wound.
After everything was clear, the two medical staff lifted Sister Hong onto the stretcher and slowly carried her down the mountain.
"Where am I?"
"Why does my right hand hurt so much?"
"Ouch, my head hurts too!"
"What are you doing, put me down... put me down..."
For some reason, Sister Hong suddenly woke up.
Maybe the tree branch knocked her senseless, and upon waking, she started acting up.
The stretcher swayed and then suddenly tilted, and Sister Hong immediately fell off the stretcher.
Then, she rolled all the way down along the mountainside.
The two medical staff were already exhausted from climbing the mountain, let alone carrying a stretcher, with no chance to reach out and grab her.
The partner wanted to catch her, but it was too late.
Just like that, everyone watched, dumbfounded, as Sister Hong rolled all the way to a stone platform halfway down the mountain.
"Thatâs just unbelievably unlucky!"
Qingyue smacked her lips, a look of utter shock written on her tiny face.
Lu Heng nodded quietly.
Sure enough, anything produced by the system is top quality!
This Bad Luck Talisman is truly effective!
Just not sure how long this Bad Luck Talisman will last.
Maybe two or three days, maybe one or two weeks.
"Letâs go back!"
Lu Heng poked Qingyue on the forehead and turned to walk toward the Spirit Treasure Hall.
"Senior brother, Iâve grown up already. Stop poking my forehead!"
"Did you hear me?"
"By the way, do you still have the tea from last time?"
"Iâm not drinking it, just asking..."
Qingyue quickly followed Lu Heng, turning into a chatterbox.
...
After a day of playing tour guide, he wasnât physically tired, but mentally exhausted!
After dinner, Lu Heng lay on the bed, not wanting to do anything.
"No, I canât!"
"So many viewers are waiting for me, how can I relax?"
As soon as he thought of all the viewers in the live broadcast room, his mind was filled with an expanse of green onions.
So many green onionsâif they arenât reaped, wouldnât that defy the laws of the universe?
At 6:10 p.m., Lu Heng perked up and started streaming once again.
Upon receiving the live broadcast notification, viewers came rushing in crazily.
Seeing the skyrocketing popularity, Lu Hengâs eyes got a little misty.
What enthusiastic green onions!
Just for their enthusiasm, he had to make a cut!
"Wahh... Daoist, Iâve finally seen you again!"
"One day without seeing you feels like three years! Two days, like six years! "
"Alright, alright, stop showing off; we know you can do basic arithmetic!"
"Who is this holy being, so proficient in basic arithmeticâterrifying!"
"I wonder if I could get picked today? If picked, Iâll ask the Daoist to guess the next lottery numbers!"
"Little brother, itâs not that I doubt you, but lottery numbers arenât something even the Daoist can predict, let alone asking Lingbao Celestial Venerable would help."
"Lingbao Celestial Venerable? Have you all checked the trending topic on Dragon Tiger Mountainâs Shangqing Tao?"
"Yeah, yeah, that Sister Hong really cracked me up, spat on the Celestial Venerable statue, and immediately started having bad luck after leaving the hall."
"Serves them right! Such people have long lost faith and conscience for money."
"The broadcaster is also a Daoist, why not share your thoughts?"
Looking at the bullet comments on the screen, Lu Heng was quite surprised.
He didnât expect Sister Hongâs affair to go viral and even make it onto trending searches!
Sister Hong caused a scene at the Spirit Treasure Hall, wasnât it all to gain fame?
Now sheâs got the fame, but who knows if she regrets it or not.
Perhaps she regrets it.
Or maybe for the sake of money, sheâll never regret it.
Lu Heng shook his head, put aside the matter of Sister Hong, and stopped thinking about it.
"Tonight, like usual, there will be two opportunities for fortune-telling."
"In five minutes, this humble Daoist will initiate a draw. Whoever has sent gifts will have a chance to become the lucky winner."
"This humble Daoist isnât materialistic, so thereâs no need for you all to send expensive gifts..."
These words werenât to trick the viewers.
Lu Hengâs purpose for streaming was to reap green onions.
As for money...
Talking about money, thatâs too vulgar!
Previously, Douhuâs official backend invited him for a contract, but he refused.
The gifts that viewers sent him were donated to major charities under the live streamâs name.
He didnât want to reveal his identity just yet.
As for tracing the address through the internet, go ahead.
After all, heâs using public WIFI, and any trace would lead to Shangqing Taoâs address.
If it really came to that, developments would surely be a lot more interesting.
A Daoist who knows all about the past and future, plus a deity suspected of miraculous signs...
Tsk tsk, what fun it would be!