Live fortune telling is so popular that global bosses ask me to come out

"But...but the master said that today is an excellent day."

Hongshu smiled and said lazily: "Then why are you looking for me?"

A hint of shyness appeared on the woman's pale face.

"Today is my wedding day. My lover will come to pick me up in a sedan chair soon. I want you, Master, to help me see if he is a beloved person?"

After the woman finished speaking, her face was filled with blush.

"Is this what you call an emergency?"

Hongshu raised his eyebrows, and there was a somewhat unclear look in his bright eyes.

Xia Wan frowned and her face turned red: "Getting married is a big deal, so it's always better to be careful."

The live broadcast room also quite agrees with this.

"An ancient style wedding, I heard it costs a lot of money. Since people value you so much, I think you must be a good person."

"No, it's not very expensive. It's just a little more expensive than an ordinary wedding."

"What can I say? This may not tell anything. If you really want to judge, it depends on how well the wedding's specifications match the man's financial resources."

……

"You should be more careful," Hongshu nodded: "Otherwise, who knows whether you will be taken into the wedding room or into a coffin!"

Xia Wan's expression froze, and a shy smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

"Master, what do you mean?"

"Will this wedding put my life in danger?"

"Master, I have known him for a long time, how could he harm me?"

Xia Wan said, seeming to believe what she said, and was a little unhappy with Hongshu's words.

Did this person deliberately scare her first, and then save her money and avoid disaster?

She has viewed many such videos on Douyin, and the reputation of these magicians is not very good.

Who knows if the first few are trustworthy.

If it were any other day, the money would have been given, but today was her wedding, so it was somewhat unlucky.

Furthermore, if there is really something unclean, can the country turn a blind eye? There will definitely be measures taken.

Xia Wan thought about it, calmed down a little, and looked at Hongshu with an increasingly unkind look.

"It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. If you don't believe me, it's normal. I don't have to prove myself. I have to make you believe me."

"But since the fortune-telling money has been collected, I can't remain silent."

"Little girl, this house doesn't belong to you, does it?"

Xia Wan was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips: "Why isn't it mine?"

"My husband gave me this house, and it was transferred to my name a few days ago," Xia Wan said with some pride on her face.

In this 21st century, where even tens of thousands of dollars in betrothal gifts can be competed for, how many brides can receive such treatment before passing through?

The man will be given a house directly before marriage.

Moreover, it is a high-priced house similar to a courtyard house.

I just got connected and said that I want this person named Hong Comb to help me check on the man.

In fact, she didn't mean to show off.

She was an orphan and grew up in a bumpy way. She graduated from a second college and was doing some unskilled work in a small company.

It’s only three to four thousand a month.

But her husband is the marriage partner that many women in the world dream of marrying.

The family has more than a dozen apartments and a lot of cars. There is enough time and money to accompany her. After marriage, she does not have to work exhaustingly. Life is not very good.

Seeing a bunch of comments expressing envy in the live broadcast room, Xia Wan, who had never been envied by anyone before, became even more proud.

"Where did you transfer the ownership?"

Xia Wan said without hesitation: "Of course it's the Housing Authority, does it need to be said?"

Xia Wan looked at Hongcomb as if he were an idiot.

"Have you read the contract?"

"Dang..." As soon as Xia Wan came up with a word, she stopped and turned around abruptly.

"No, my husband won't harm me."

As Xia Wan spoke, her steps started to move.

He quickly took out a piece of paper from a jewelry box and placed it in front of the camera.

He motioned for everyone to take a look.

"Here, look, the house transfer contract."

After Xia Wan finished speaking, she looked towards the live broadcast room.

I thought I would see Yishui's envious barrage, but...

"Is this a contract?"

"I am a pure college student and have never bought a house. I would like to know if this yellow paper is really a house transfer contract?"

"Is this yellow oil the little girl accidentally rubbed on while eating? Why is it rubbed on the whole paper?"

"What's the house transfer contract? I just asked. I'm so stupid. This is an ancient house deed. She hasn't seen it in many years and almost didn't recognize it."

Xia Wan looked at the barrage and then at the paper in her hand, with a confused look on her face.

"What are you talking about? What deed? What yellow paper? This is obviously white."

"Also, isn't it written here? Can't you see the house transfer contract?"

Xia Wan was a little annoyed. Although the netizens in these live broadcast rooms did like to make some jokes sometimes, they couldn't go too far!

"Deed?"

Hong Comb looked at the speculations of some netizens in the live broadcast room, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"That's half right, this isn't called a house deed."

"It's called the Hades Deed."

"The house opposite to the deed can still live in the house, but the deed of the underworld is different."

Hongshu was smiling all over his face, seemingly unaware of the shocking news he had brought to the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Get some knowledge."

"There are two types of so-called underworld deeds. One is for those who have passed the clear path before the Tenth Palace of Hell, and the other is for those who have not passed the clear path."

"The deed of the underworld that has passed the open road will exclude strangers, and ordinary strangers cannot step in."

Hong Comb smiled slightly, "Then it will be obvious what kind of underworld deed this is."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xia Wan refuted, today was her wedding day, but here this man was nagging, which ruined her good mood.

She completely forgot that she took the initiative to ask Hongcomb to take a look at her.

"If you want money, I'm not short of money. I can give it to you. Don't ruin my mood on my wedding day and curse me here!"

"Why are you not the King of Hell? Who are you deceiving?"

"I'm telling you, I'm a materialist, and I don't believe you."

Xia Wan said, taking a mahogany box from the dressing table next to it and digging around inside.

She wants to take out the money her husband gave her and throw it on the anchor's face to make her shut up!

"Haha~" Hong Comb raised her lips: "It's so strange, a materialist, what kind of fate can you expect from me?"

"Now, I've told you."

"This marriage is impossible."

"As for the rest, just ask for your own blessings!"

The hexagram has been calculated and it’s time to end.

As for what consequences this Miss Xia will have, it is not something she needs to consider.

She is not the King of Hell in the Ten Palaces, nor is she the compassionate Lord of the Underworld that Master calls her.

What does life and death have to do with her?

The most important thing for her now is the merit she needs to cultivate immortality. There is no merit gained by holding on to Miss Xia, so why bother?

Just when Hong Comb was about to turn off the live broadcast, Xia Wan found the money that person gave her.

"Wait..." Xia Wan looked horrified.

The hand holding the phone shook, and the contents of the box suddenly came into view in the live broadcast room.

Is that... a note from Tiandi Bank?