Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling

Chapter 298 - 300: Human Bone

[His friend is a little shady!]

[But you can’t just stand by and watch people starve to death!]

[But that was the family’s entire food supply. If the two of them ate it, what would the family eat?]

Hearing this, Su Nian couldn’t help but let out a soft scoff.

The sound was drawn out, her smile subtle and strange, a hint of contempt solidifying in her eyes.

But her voice was very quiet. Qingya didn’t hear it and continued her story.

"Seeing the situation, my grandfather was grief-stricken, but there was nothing he could do. Besides, food was scarce, so he sighed and had no choice but to start eating the beef with his friend."

[I just feel so bad for the family. They lost their breadwinner, and now the only ox they had to trade for things is gone too.]

[Yeah, the family probably starved to death!]

[But her grandpa couldn’t just starve himself, either. If he died, his family would have no hope left.]

"Afterward, to commemorate the old ox, my grandfather kept a piece of its bone. The large amount of beef kept my grandfather and his friend going for a while, but they still couldn’t find a way out."

[Huh? I thought the story would end here!]

[We haven’t even gotten to the supernatural part, of course it can’t be over!]

[Exactly! We haven’t even heard the main part yet!]

Qingya’s face was full of sorrow, her bright, pretty features scrunched up in distress.

"Soon, they reached their limit again. His friend went completely mad with hunger and wanted to kill my grandfather for his meat!"

[Oho, here comes the good part!]

[So this is the climax!]

[Don’t tell me the friend got killed instead and turned into a ghost??]

[This is actually pretty intense!]

Qingya’s voice gradually rose as she spoke. By now, she had been leading Su Nian for several minutes.

They had walked past a rockery and a pond and were now heading toward the innermost building.

"After a fierce struggle, just when my grandfather was about to be overpowered... he saw it. The bone from the slaughtered ox had transformed into a full-sized bull, and it gored my grandfather’s friend to death with its horns!"

"My grandfather fainted after that, but thankfully, the forest rangers found him in time."

[So the ox’s ghost was protecting the grandpa?]

[Sigh, I was wrong again. I really thought it was going to be cannibalism!]

[That’s a pretty good ending, though. So why does she need to find a master fortune-teller?]

At this point, Qingya lowered her voice slightly. "From that day on, to repay the ox for saving his life, my grandfather swore never to eat beef again."

"My grandfather said that an animal’s soul can attach itself to its bones and will protect its master one last time after death."

The story was finished, and just then, Qingya arrived in front of a room. She reminded Su Nian in a low voice.

"Master, my grandfather is inside. Please don’t point the camera at him."

"Because of this, my grandfather has immense respect for oxen, and he’s kept that piece of bone with him ever since. But not long ago, another master came and said the bone was extremely malevolent and told my grandfather to throw it away. My grandfather absolutely refused."

"I’m wondering if maybe the bone has already protected my grandfather, and now the spirit inside isn’t the ox’s soul anymore, but some other ghost."

[That’s not impossible, is it?]

[It’s just a piece of bone. It’s practically the grandpa’s source of spiritual support. There’s really no need to make him throw it away.]

[Not necessarily. Since she’s a fan of the Heavenly Venerate, shouldn’t she be thinking along more metaphysical lines?]

"I just wanted to ask you to take a look and see if there’s really a problem with this bone. If there is, I’ll have to steel my heart and put it somewhere far away from my grandfather. If not, then everyone’s happy."

[I really don’t get how rich people think. Can’t she just take the bone out?]

[Me too. All this beating around the bush... just take the bone to the streamer for a look.]

[The old man is probably watching it all the time, so she has no chance.]

Qingya, unaware of the debate in the comments, finished speaking and reminded Su Nian once more to be careful not to disturb the old man.

She carefully pushed the door open. It had an ancient, heavy feel to it and made a faint creaking sound.

An old man was lying on the bed. The room was very dim, the curtains drawn shut.

His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be resting.

The only strange thing was that even while resting, he was tightly clutching a fragmented piece of bone in his hand.

Qingya pointed at the bone fragment in the old man’s hand, a look of emotion on her face.

[Why is an old person’s room so dark?!]

[Yeah, in a huge manor like this, why not give the old man a sunny room?]

[Is this even considered filial piety? I think it’s kind of ridiculous.]

Su Nian’s gaze deepened as she glanced around the room.

Her eyes finally settled on the piece of bone clutched in the old man’s hand.

Just as she was about to take a closer look, the sleeping old man suddenly snapped awake.

As if startled by the light from outside, his expression was fierce the moment he opened his eyes.

"Who is it?!"

Though his voice was hoarse and his body frail with age, his tone was laced with killing intent.

And that look in his eyes intensified when he saw Su Nian.

As if worried Su Nian would snatch his bone, he even subconsciously pulled it closer to his chest.

[This old guy... feels like he’s not all there mentally.]

[Why do I get the feeling he treasures that bone a little too much? It’s like he’s afraid the Master is going to steal it.]

[It’s not that weird. He’s at the end of his life, and that ox once saved him. It’s normal for him to treasure that bone like he’s protecting his savior.]

"Grandpa, it’s me. It’s Qingya."

Qingya said, helping the old man sit up and giving him some water.

Even so, his eyes remained fixed on Su Nian.

His aged eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, scanned Su Nian up and down, filled with distrust.

Qingya introduced her in a low voice, "This is the master I found. She’s here to look at the feng shui."

"She’s very interested in that bone of yours. Could you let her take a look?"

"Take a look!?"

The old man instantly exploded, flinging the cup from his lips.

A pair of vicious eyes, set in withered sockets, now stared fiercely and aggressively at Su Nian.

"What gives you the right to look at my things? That’s my lifeline! It will die with me! You have no right to see it! Now get out!!!"

[Whoa, that’s way too rude.]

[This girl is a little weird, too. She’s the one who wanted to see it, but now she’s making up some lame excuse.]

[This grandpa is way too fierce. If he doesn’t want her to look, fine, but does he have to be so aggressive?]

[Yeah, and his attitude is really hostile.]

Su Nian stepped closer, looking down at him from a superior height. Her dark eyes, hiding a hint of a smile, stared straight at him.

Her voice was bright and clear, her words distinct.

"Are you afraid someone will find out that’s a human bone?"