I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 64: Deducing the Little Girl’s Fate

"Miss, I don’t have enough money, but please take all of this. Can you do a divination for me? I’m so scared, I’m really, really scared!

Miss, please help me. Help me find my mom—please...?"

Xiao Hu Die smashed her piggy bank on the ground, revealing the only 345 yuan inside—655 yuan short of the divination fee.

"What’s wrong, little one? Are you in some kind of trouble?" Shen Zhiyao asked, her expression serious.

"Miss, I can’t find my mom. She’s been gone for a whole day and night."

"She didn’t come home last night, and I just had a dream where my mom was screaming for help."

"Miss, you’re so good at divination. Can you please find out where my mom is? If she was screaming for help, something must have happened to her!"

Hearing this, Shen Zhiyao focused a wisp of Spiritual Energy into her eyes.

She saw that between Xiao Hu Die’s brows, a wisp of a loved one’s life force was beginning to dissipate.

The Spiritual Energy in her eyes divined the secrets of heaven, forming an image in her mind: a middle-aged woman was dangling from the face of a cliff.

The mountain wind howled through the night. The dead branch on the cliff that had caught the middle-aged woman looked as if it could snap at any moment.

Boosted by the Spiritual Energy, a heavenly revelation surfaced directly in her mind.

’Dashi Village, back mountain, Duan Hun Cliff. The woman, Hu Lianlian, went out to gather herbs, lost her footing, and fell from Duan Hun Cliff.’

’If no one rescues her, the branch will give way under the strain, and she will fall to her death.’

The revelation ended there; Shen Zhiyao could see no more.

She looked at Xiao Hu Die and said:

"Little one, listen carefully. Your mother went to the mountains to gather herbs on Duan Hun Cliff, behind Dashi Village."

"She lost her footing and fell. You need to go right now and get the men from Dashi Village to rescue her."

"Tell them that starting from the moment I began this divination, you only have fifty-nine minutes. Any later, and it will be too late."

When Xiao Hu Die heard this, her face went deathly pale. She nearly burst into tears at the news.

Her grandmother was bedridden, her father had passed away from illness three years ago, and she herself was only twelve. She knew she couldn’t climb Duan Hun Cliff.

Thinking this, she quickly said:

"Miss, I’ll go get my uncle to save my mom right away! I’ll make sure my mom gets saved!"

But Shen Zhiyao replied with a solemn expression:

"No, child. You cannot go to your uncle, Chen Cheng. You must find your other uncle, Chen Qingzhi. Only he can save your mother."

"Go quickly. Don’t waste any more time."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hu Die forgot all about her piggy bank and bolted out of her family’s courtyard.

She ran toward the house of her uncle next door, Chen Qingzhi.

Less than five minutes later, Xiao Hu Die’s uncle took his family and headed up Duan Hun Cliff, even in the dead of night.

In the livestream chat, many viewers were asking:

[Host, what’s going on? Did that little girl’s mom really fall off Duan Hun Cliff?]

[Is her mom going to die?]

[A kid that young can’t lose both her parents! WAHHH, Xiao Hu Die has it so rough!]

Shen Zhiyao sighed and said:

"It’s a sad truth that rope frays at its thinnest point, and misfortune seeks out the already afflicted. Xiao Hu Die’s mother was just trying to earn a little extra income for her family."

"And as a result, she accidentally fell from Duan Hun Cliff."

"However, heaven never seals off all exits."

"A dead branch on the side of the cliff caught her mother’s clothes. She’s been hanging there for nearly twenty hours."

"That dead branch can hold out for almost another hour. Now that I’ve revealed her fate, her mother’s destiny has been reversed."

"Alright, let’s draw for the second lucky bag!"

The lucky bag giveaway started again. The four hundred thousand people in the stream chat began frantically tapping their screens, nearly breaking them.

But despite her efforts, Zhang Xiaoxue still didn’t get the lucky bag.

[Zhang Xiaoxue: Please, can you sell the lucky bag to me? I’m willing to pay 10 million! Please sell it to me! It’s almost 12 o’clock, and I’m really desperate!]

The moment she said that, the viewers in the chat exploded with anger:

[WTF, so what if you’re a celebrity! Does being a star mean you can just buy someone else’s divination slot? How is that any different from being a scalper?]

[Sigh, the scalpers have finally invaded the stream. It’s going to be even harder for us regular people to get a lucky bag now!]

[Get the hell out, Zhang Xiaoxue! You’re not welcome in this stream! Get out!]

Shen Zhiyao added, "No one is allowed to purchase lucky bags from the stream, in any form. Rest assured, everyone, there will be absolutely no scalping in this stream. Zhang Xiaoxue, if you continue to set a bad example, I will add you to the blacklist."

[Zhang Xiaoxue: I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t thinking. I only said that because my situation is really urgent.]

The boy who won the slot immediately shouted in excitement, "AHHHH! Xuexue, look at me! Bro came through for you!"

"Host, you said lucky bags can’t be sold, but can they be transferred? I want to give my lucky bag to Xuexue!"

Shen Zhiyao: "You can."

Shen Zhiyao disconnected from the boy and connected to Zhang Xiaoxue.

Soon, the chubby, characteristically comedic face of the famous comedian Zhang Xiaoxue appeared on the screen.

Her eyes were red with emotion. She stood up and addressed the fans in the stream, "Thank you, everyone. Thank you to the fan who got the lucky bag for me. Thank you!"

As she spoke, she gave a deep bow.

She glanced nervously at the time: 11:54.

’Only six minutes left until she comes.’ The closer it got to that time, the more nervous Zhang Xiaoxue became.

"Miss Shen, I’ll explain quickly."

Without waiting for Shen Zhiyao to ask, Zhang Xiaoxue quickly recounted the whole story.

She was a popular celebrity, always busy with work, and hadn’t been home in a long time.

It was only recently, after finishing the recording for a variety show, that she got a half-month long vacation and had the chance to stay at home.

Unexpectedly, however, things at home had suddenly changed.

At first, she only dreamed of a young woman in Miaojiang attire who would sing and dance for her. The woman’s mouth wouldn’t move, yet a song would drift out—it was an incredibly bizarre scene.

Every time she woke from these dreams, Zhang Xiaoxue would feel exceptionally tired.

At the time, she just felt a bit exhausted and didn’t think much of it.

Until one night, when she got up to use the bathroom, she groggily saw a girl standing by the window.

Zhang Xiaoxue was so frightened she froze for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, the person was gone.

After that, every night at 12 o’clock, strange sounds would come from inside her room.

The next day, she would wake up to find scratch marks around the house, sometimes on the walls, other times on her mirrors.

Zhang Xiaoxue was at her wit’s end and hired a master to help.

She didn’t know if the master she hired was a fraud, but after he performed his rituals, nothing changed. The presence would still appear every night at 12 o’clock.

Because of this, Zhang Xiaoxue hadn’t dared to return to her own house for several days.

She only came back tonight because she wanted to ask Shen Zhiyao to take a look at the problem with her house.

As she finished speaking, she checked her watch again: 11:59...