Online Fortune Telling: Your Son Has Another Dad-Chapter 330 - 328: Strange Dreams

"Is there anything else you’d like to ask, young friend?"

Lu Heng asked.

"No, that’s it."

Xiaowei had gotten the answer he wanted.

Though it was somewhat unbelievable, it did resolve his doubts.

"Would you like your fortune told tonight, young friend?"

Lu Heng asked again.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaowei quickly nodded, "I almost forgot the important matter, my apologies, elder Taoist."

"No worries!"

Lu Heng smiled faintly and continued, "What would you like your fortune to be about tonight?"

Xiaowei scratched his head and said, "Elder Taoist, do you remember Qian?"

"The one whose cousin appeared in a dream, then asked you for a fortune, only to discover that his cousin was unfortunately harmed—Qian?"

Lu Heng thought for a moment and quickly remembered.

The "Qian" Xiaowei was referring to was the online friend with the username "One Step to the Stomach."

"Yes, I remember Qian’s matter."

"What is your relation to him, young friend?"

Lu Heng asked with a smile.

Xiaowei quickly replied, "Elder Taoist, I have no relation to him."

"But what I’m experiencing now is similar to his situation."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Heng’s face showed curiosity.

Xiaowei continued, "Elder Taoist, I’ve been having some strange dreams lately." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Some dreams I can’t remember, but some are very vivid."

"The clearest dream I remember is seeing a blurry figure."

"The figure stood outside the window, constantly tapping on the glass, saying things were cold and filthy, stinking, or something like that."

"In the dream, I was so scared I was shivering and didn’t dare to go out."

"But the more I stayed in, the louder the tapping became, as if the glass would soon shatter."

"Helplessly, in the dream, I picked up a sickle and mustered the courage to go out and see."

"But right then, the figure suddenly appeared behind me, gripping my throat tightly."

"I struggled for a moment and then woke up..."

Xiaowei’s voice trembled slightly, indicating his fear was still palpable as he recounted his dream.

The online friends, after hearing his story, inexplicably felt a chill down their spines.

"Whoa! There must be a ghost!"

"First zombies, now ghosts appear! Is this really a Spiritual Qi Revival? More like a horror revival!"

"Damn, I’m shivering all over. I hope I don’t have any strange dreams tonight."

"Hearing ghost stories in the pitch-black night is the best!"

"This might not be a ghost story—there’s a real possibility this is reality!"

"In the livestream, a brave viewer has already withdrawn their little foot from outside the blanket."

"The sense of immersion is too strong; why does it feel like I’ll have a nightmare tonight too?"

"To any female viewers who are scared, you can crawl into my blanket—it’s warm, fragrant, and safe."

"Ahem... dude, can we not stick so rigidly to gender?"

"I didn’t believe in ghosts before, but now even zombies appear—can’t help but believe!"

"Fatty Brother, have you done anything you regret lately?"

"If you haven’t done anything wrong, you don’t fear ghosts knocking at night! Fatty, confess, did you touch someone else’s wife?"

"Him? Can’t even complete the task of a second child, yet dares touch someone else’s wife?"

"What can you do besides drool all over me?"

Seeing these comments scrolling on the screen, Xiaowei was speechless.

He quickly explained, "Don’t slander me, guys!"

"I’m a perfect husband; at most, I just look at pretty women, how could I have thoughts about someone else’s wife?"

"And I swear to the heavens, although I sometimes do dumb things, I’ve never done anything evil!"

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Lu Heng and asked, "Elder Taoist, have I encountered a ghost?"

"With the Spiritual Qi Revival, an Evil Ghost is harassing me. Please, elder, help exorcise it!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Heng laughed inwardly.

Where in this world are there ghosts?

Even if there were ghosts, it would be me, your respected elder Taoist, pretending!

Of course, the truth couldn’t be told.

He purposely furrowed his brows, making his face seem serious, "Can’t rule out that possibility."

"But I still want to ask some other questions. Would you be willing to cooperate, young friend?"

"Of course!"

Xiaowei nodded frantically, "Elder Taoist, ask me whatever you wish, as long as it doesn’t involve personal privacy—I’ll say what I know."

He was tormented enough by that strange dream.

Coupled with Lu Heng’s mention of the Spiritual Qi Revival, he truly believed the figure in his dream was an Evil Ghost!

Who else but someone like the elder Taoist could get rid of the Evil Ghost in his dream?

No one!

He pinned all his hopes on the elder Taoist, naturally willing to cooperate.

Lu Heng nodded slightly, then asked, "Young friend, when did you start having these strange dreams?"

"Just in the last four or five days."

Xiaowei thought for a moment and replied, "It seems to have started since I returned to my old home."

"Returned to your old home?"

Lu Heng was curious.

"In three days, it’s my grandpa’s death anniversary."

"Our whole family returned to the countryside to pay respects to my late grandpa."

Xiaowei replied truthfully.

The online friends, upon hearing this, couldn’t contain themselves and began typing comments again.

"Fatty Brother, I am Qian! Since you encounter similar situations to mine, is someone appearing in your dream?"

"Appearing in a dream? If it’s really a message dream, why strangle Fatty Brother’s neck?"

"I don’t think it’s a message dream. It seems more like an Evil Ghost seeking life!"

"Whoa, scared the heck out of me!"

"Message dreams should be familiar ghosts appearing, right? After all, how can an unfamiliar ghost deliver a dream?"

"Fatty Brother, does the figure in your dream resemble anyone you know?"

"If you can figure out who it is, then we can talk."

"Quickly think if there was anyone in your family recently or from before who suddenly disappeared?"

"Yes, yes, start with your relatives, then consider friends, neighbors, or familiar acquaintances."

Seeing these comments, Xiaowei couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

A message dream?

Resembling someone?

He showed a thoughtful expression, pondered for quite a while, and suddenly slapped the table.

"I remember now!"

"I remember who the figure in my dream resembles!"

Xiaowei said excitedly, "The person’s build resembles my dad!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Heng looked puzzled, "Has your father passed away, young friend?"

"I don’t know!"

Xiaowei shook his head directly, then smiled bitterly, "Elder Taoist, I’m here to ask for your help, so I won’t hide from you."

"My father left my mother and me when I was in middle school and went to another place."

"To put it nicely, he went to work in another place."

"But to be honest, he actually ran off with a widow from a neighboring village..."