I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 90: Where is the Corpse?

Just as Shen Zhiyao had predicted, Jin Huai Zhong appeared to believe her but was, in fact, still harboring doubts.

The moment he got back to the office, he immediately pulled up all the recordings of Shen Zhiyao’s live streams and began watching them one by one.

Based on these recordings, Shen Zhiyao was indeed very impressive. One could even say her abilities far surpassed Chen Xu’s.

Chen Xu needed to ask for a person’s birthdate and time for a fortune-telling session, but Shen Zhiyao didn’t. A glance at their face was enough.

It was truly miraculous—so miraculous it felt unreal. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Meanwhile, her fanbase was growing rapidly. It had already reached four million, and at this rate, she would soon become a major influencer with ten million followers.

Since the Douyin Live Stream platform’s launch, there had been quite a few major influencers with tens of millions of followers. However, they had all spent years accumulating their fans bit by bit. Some even paid for bot followers just to make their profile pages look better.

But Shen Zhiyao’s followers had skyrocketed by several million in just one short month. This was unprecedented in the history of Douyin Live Stream.

But the more this was the case, the more suspicious Jin Huai Zhong found Shen Zhiyao.

Modern technology was too advanced; faking these things wasn’t difficult. Who knew if these were just technologically synthesized videos?

Besides, some of those fortune-telling streamers who were "spot-on every time" were just in it for the traffic, having hired actors to play along beforehand.

Otherwise, how could every story be so dramatic, and how could they have such perfect chemistry with the person who called in?

As for Jin Fan, his son was too naive. Jin Huai Zhong wasn’t ready to fully trust him yet.

’After all, he’s so gullible. Anyone could fool him with a simple trick.’

The recordings couldn’t fully convince him, so he clicked into Shen Zhiyao’s live stream.

To test whether Shen Zhiyao’s live streams were legitimate, Jin Huai Zhong immediately went downstairs, planning to find a suitable person to request a reading on the stream.

His wife and son were already untrustworthy. As for his employees and assistants, who could guarantee their backgrounds hadn’t been investigated in advance?

Therefore, to request a reading, he couldn’t use someone he knew. He had to find a complete unknown, a total civilian.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the security guard at the gate.

The guard, Old Zhang, was 49 years old. He had a simple and honest personality and had been a security guard at Jin Corporation for twenty years.

When Jin Huai Zhong brought him into the office, Old Zhang’s heart pounded with anxiety. He worried he had done something wrong and the CEO was about to fire him.

Jin Huai Zhong handed Old Zhang a few sets of casual clothes, gave him some instructions, and then had him join Shen Zhiyao’s live stream.

Shen Zhiyao’s stream was the same as always. The first thing she did after going live was chat with her fans.

After chatting for half an hour, she got to the main event. "Alright, let’s now draw for today’s first reading."

Old Zhang joined everyone else in trying to get picked, but he wasn’t chosen.

Jin Huai Zhong wasn’t surprised by this result. He suspected Shen Zhiyao’s stream might have some sort of cheating mechanism; maybe the people she picked were all insiders, put there to stage melodramatic stories.

At that moment, the screen connected to a teenage girl with the username "Girl."

The instant the connection was established, Shen Zhiyao spoke coldly, "Get out of her body!"

The moment she finished speaking, the girl collapsed to the floor, unconscious.

The chat exploded. "HOLY! SHIT! FUCK, she was possessed!"

"Oh my god, that’s terrifying! Don’t scare me like this in the middle of the night!"

Just then, the girl slowly regained consciousness and asked belatedly, "How did it go? Did she finish telling you everything? That was fast!"

Shen Zhiyao, unfazed, quickly understood that the girl had willingly allowed the entity to possess her. "No," she said. "I told it not to possess you. It’s not good for your body."

The young girl waved her hand dismissively. "It’s fine. My fingers are just too slow, so I let her take over."

Shen Zhiyao studied her face and said calmly, "You were born in a yin year, on a yin month and yin day. You were born with the Yin Yang Eye."

The young girl smiled openly and nodded. "That’s right! I’ve had it since the moment I was born. But the people in my village always treated me like a monster and bullied me. Luckily, I had ghosts to keep me company while I was growing up, and they were all good ghosts. They’d teach the bad people a lesson for me, and I’d find their bodies and bury them in return."

Shen Zhiyao raised an eyebrow. "So, you came to me this time because you can’t find her body, correct?"

The young girl’s eyes instantly lit up. "You’re amazing, Master! You guessed it right away. She said she doesn’t know where her body is, who she is, or how she died. She’s completely lost her memory. So she was hoping you could do a reading for her!"

The female ghost beside her also spoke respectfully, "We’re counting on you, Master!"

Shen Zhiyao thought for a moment, then said meaningfully, "You were hacked multiple times by a group of villagers and died from blood loss!"

When the viewers heard that she had been hacked to death by all the villagers, they couldn’t help but start chattering amongst themselves:

"Hacked multiple times by a group of villagers?! Did this girl commit some unforgivable sin? To be hacked to death by an entire village?!"

"My god, that’s too tragic! Even Shang Yang was only drawn and quartered by five horses! At this rate, she could have been chopped into thirty pieces!"

"Don’t you think she died because she knew something she wasn’t supposed to know?"

Watching the viewers’ lively discussion, Shen Zhiyao explained, "She didn’t die because she knew too much, but because she knew too little. If she had known about her best friend’s malicious intentions sooner, she wouldn’t have died."

Her words stunned all the viewers:

"Wait, am I the only one who finds this storyline a bit familiar? It’s like that big influencer who was tricked into going to Southeast Asia by her best friend."

"Yes, yes, I think so too. If that influencer had known about her friend’s evil intentions earlier, she never would have gone out when her friend asked her to!"

"The human heart is truly hard to fathom! What kind of hatred could be so deep that her death would be related to her best friend?"

Looking at the female ghost’s delicate face, Shen Zhiyao’s expression instantly turned serious. "If you want to know where your body is, I can tell you. But if you want to know the truth, I suggest you go to Mute Village, next to your village. There’s a church there, and your body is in the river behind it."

The young female ghost pondered this for a long time before stating firmly, "I... We’ve decided to go to the church in Mute Village."

The moment she said this, the girl panicked. "No... don’t! Are you crazy?! Do you know what kind of place that church in Mute Village is? How dare you go?! That church is just a giant pile of dead bodies! The villagers say anyone who gets close to it meets a bad end—they either die or go insane. I’m not going!"

The female ghost looked aggrieved. "But... I really want to know who I am, where I came from, and how I died..."

As the two were arguing, Shen Zhiyao cut in. "The church in Mute Village isn’t as sinister as the rumors say. You’ll know once you go. But don’t go alone. It’s best to bring two companions."

At the same time, Shen Zhiyao gave the ghost a hint: "Your body is in the pool behind the church. You died 900 years ago. Are you sure you want to know the truth? After you learn the truth, the fate that awaits you is the complete obliteration of your soul. Have you really thought this through?"

The female ghost hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly. "I’ve thought it through. I still want the truth. I want to know who I am..."