“How dare you talk like that! My daughter is perfectly fine—how could she die? You’re clearly a fraud! A young girl like you, cursing people with death so casually—were you raised without any manners?”  

Huang Xiu’s face flushed red with anger as she glared at Huo Ning through the phone screen.  

She had followed a friend’s suggestion to look for a “master” online to help her daughter and had stumbled upon Huo Ning’s livestream by chance.  

Even if Huo Ning turned out to be a fraud, Huang Xiu was willing to swallow the loss—as long as the woman said a few comforting words, assuring her that her daughter would pull through, she’d accept it as a placebo and move on.  

But she never expected Huo Ning to be not just a scammer, but also so vicious, cursing her daughter to die the moment she opened her mouth!  

People in this world didn’t put much stock in ghosts and spirits.  

The moment Huo Ning made her claim, the barrage of comments instantly flooded with insults.  

[LOL, this host is just trying to shock people. What era are we in, and she’s still talking about vengeful ghosts? Didn’t her teachers tell her superstition is outdated?]  

[You’re lucky this is online. If you said this in real life, you’d be beaten to a pulp by this auntie!] 

[What are the moderators doing? If you don’t ban her, are you waiting for netizens to doxx her?]  

[Anyone wanna team up and doxx this scammer?]

(Doxx means to publicly share someone’s private information online without their consent.)

Seeing the last comment, Huo Ning rubbed her nose and replied in a sweet, gentle tone, “Friendly reminder—you really shouldn’t do that. Otherwise, you’ll have a streak of bad luck these next few days.”  

If just anyone could doxx her, she might as well quit the mystic arts altogether and go sit under a bridge with a begging bowl.  

The keyboard warrior scoffed at her words, utterly dismissive.  

He even arrogantly taunted in the comments:  

[LOL, your daddy here is blessed by the god of luck. If I doxx a scammer, even Buddha would protect me. Just wait, fraud—I’ll rally people to curse you out every time you stream!]

“Oh.”  

Huo Ning shrugged nonchalantly, her expression innocent.  

“Suit yourself. It’s not me who’ll suffer the bad luck.”  

“Hehe, just a heads-up—after saying that, your misfortune for the next few days just got worse.”  

With that, she promptly kicked the troll out of the livestream.  

She then turned her attention back to Huang Xiu, who was so furious she was about to disconnect. Huo Ning looked at her seriously.  

“Your daughter, Lin Shuangshuang, started losing hair and suffering from insomnia a month ago. After that, her complexion grew increasingly worse, and she lost her appetite.”  

“Gradually, she began experiencing sleep paralysis now and then at night. When she saw a doctor, they just told her she was under stress and needed more rest.”  

“But recently, her condition worsened. These past two days, she’s started vomiting blood and falling into comas.”  

Pausing, Huo Ning added, “And the cat she’d raised for years suddenly died a week ago, right? That was the cat taking a hit for her.”  

But against a vengeful ghost backed by someone’s worship, a single cat couldn’t hold out for long.  

Huang Xiu trembled, her angry expression freezing on her face.  

She hadn’t told anyone online about her daughter’s symptoms, let alone mentioned the death of their cat.  

Moreover, stumbling upon Huo Ning’s livestream had been accidental, and the donation had been voluntary—no one had tricked her into it.  

In other words, there was no way Huo Ning could have conspired with someone to scam her.  

Huo Ning glanced at her and continued.  

“Also, for the past six months, you and your husband have been pressuring your daughter to date and marry, right? To ‘help’ her find love, didn’t you two give her a so-called ‘Thai love-amulet’ and lie to her, saying it was a protective charm you got from a temple?”  

Huang Xiu’s lips quivered, her entire body shaking at Huo Ning’s words.  

Everything else aside—the fact that they’d deceived their daughter into wearing a love amulet by calling it a protective charm—no one else knew about that except her and her husband!  

Tears of desperation welled up in her eyes. “Host, since you can divine all this, you must have a way to save my daughter, right?”  

Remembering how she’d just cursed Huo Ning as evil, cold sweat broke out on Huang Xiu’s forehead. She hurriedly apologized in front of all the viewers.  

“I’m sorry, host. I was just too frantic earlier and misspoke. Please don’t hold it against me.”  

Huo Ning waved a hand dismissively, completely unbothered. “It’s fine.”

Seeing that Huo Ning truly wasn’t angry, Huang Xiu let out a heavy sigh of relief and cautiously asked, “Then… what did you mean earlier about our Shuangshuang being harmed by someone? How… how did that happen?”  

Huo Ning glanced at her. “The problem lies in the amulet you gave her.”  

“There’s a vengeful ghost living inside that amulet.”  

Huang Xiu’s expression froze again.  

[Is the host serious? A ghost can live inside a Buddhist amulet? It’s a Buddhist amulet—how dare a ghost move in there?!]  

[Let me explain: Thai amulets are divided into yin amulets and righteous amulets. The two are made differently.]

[Righteous amulets are made from materials like Buddhist scriptures, flower pollen, medicinal herbs, temple incense ash, metal, minerals, gemstones, etc.]

[Yin amulets, well… they’re made with yin materials—stuff related to the dead. You get it, right?]

[So it’s totally normal for ghosts to reside in yin amulets.]

Huo Ning nodded in agreement at this comment.  

“Right. But hers isn’t just a yin amulet—it’s also coated in oil.”  

Netizens: “???”  

[Wait, what does ‘coated in oil’ mean? Can you explain more clearly?] 

[Uh… I don’t dare say. I’m afraid the moderators will ban me.]

Seeing this, Huo Ning smiled kindly. “No worries, I’ll say it for you.”  

“It’s corpse oil.”  

[Back off! Back off! Back off! I clicked on this by accident—bad luck, stay away!]

[Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, friendship!]

[Host, you scared me—pay up!]  

Huang Xiu was horrified.  

Even though it was summer, her body turned cold inch by inch at Huo Ning’s words, goosebumps rising densely on her arms.  

“So… this thing is what harmed my daughter?”  

Huo Ning looked at Huang Xiu’s bloodshot eyes and nodded.  

“You might not want to accept this, but the truth is exactly that.”  

Huang Xiu staggered, the phone camera shaking violently as she nearly collapsed.  

[??? Why is Auntie reacting like this? Even if the amulet is the problem, it’s not your fault. There are so many unscrupulous sellers passing off yin amulets as righteous ones—the two look very similar. You were just scammed.]

[Judging by Auntie’s reaction, it doesn’t seem like they bought the amulet themselves. Was it given to them by someone else?]  

Huang Xiu was still trembling, her face deathly pale.  

“This amulet… was given to us by my husband’s cousin. Maybe… maybe she also couldn’t tell the difference between the two, just like us.”  

Her voice was strained as she spoke.  

She knew very well that the person who gave them the amulet couldn’t possibly have confused the two.  

Because this wasn’t the first time that person had pushed such things on them.  

Huo Ning sighed. “I think you already have your answer.”  

Huang Xiu wiped her tears and forced a smile, her face still ghostly pale.  

“I know. But I don’t understand… why would she do this? She used to treat Shuangshuang like her own daughter.”  

Huo Ning’s expression was indifferent. “Why? You’ll have to ask her daughter. Her daughter committed evil deeds by using a yin amulet but couldn’t bear the consequences. Afraid of the ghost’s retaliation, she made a deal—the ghost would spare her life, and in return, she’d help it find a replacement.”  

“As for why it specifically targeted your daughter… well, you’ll have to ask her that yourself.”  

Huang Xiu closed her eyes in anguish.  

She hated herself and her husband for misjudging people, giving an outsider the chance to harm their daughter.  

At the same time, she was terrified for her daughter’s current condition.  

Her voice trembled as she asked, “Host… can my daughter still be saved?”  

Huo Ning propped her chin on her hand and nodded.  

“She can, but that’ll cost extra.”  

She held up five fingers. “This much.”