Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

One word reveals the situation of her family, and even asserts that her future husband is from the two people present.

Indeed.

Both Monkey and Liu Wei are interested in her, and she also has a good impression of both, but she hasn’t decided which one to choose.

This is something outsiders might notice, but they would never dare to assert.

This is someone with real skills!

"Daoist!"

Liu Wei took out his phone and said seriously:

"I also want a reading!"

"Sincerely." Fang Zheng nodded with a smile:

"One hundred bucks."

"One hundred..." Liu Wei raised his eyebrow, then nodded firmly:

"One hundred it is."

He scanned the code to pay, reaching out for a palm reading.

"Actually..." Fang Zheng spoke slowly:

"Face reading works too, it doesn’t necessarily have to be palm reading."

Hmm?

Liu Wei’s eyes widened.

What did you mean when you kept holding Qianqian’s hand and turning it over repeatedly? When it’s my turn, it can be a face reading?

He took a deep breath and spoke sullenly:

"Then let’s do a face reading."

"This friend has an extraordinary aura, like a tiger descending from the mountain, terrifying all beasts; like an eagle soaring, making foxes and rabbits tremble." Fang Zheng spoke slowly:

"Your features are excellent, only your lifespan and wealth are slightly shallow. You are too impulsive, which might cause you many losses."

"Impulsive?" Liu Wei pursed his lips:

"Then my future wife..."

As he spoke, he instinctively looked at Gu Qian, then sighed helplessly and asked:

"Daoist, can I get rich?"

"There’s a chance." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Before you turn forty, you have the momentum to rise. However, if you haven’t achieved anything by forty, there will be no more opportunities."

"Forty..." Liu Wei pondered:

"Thank you, Daoist!"

"Daoist." Monkey took out his phone and smiled:

"Please read mine as well."

"Sure."

Still collecting money for a face reading, this time Fang Zheng’s eyes brightened slightly:

"This young brother has spiritual light, a sign of being naturally wise. Though not the reincarnation of the literary star, he already has the bearing of someone above tens of thousands."

"Remarkable!"

"Really?" Gu Qian’s face lit up with joy:

"Monkey has been smart since childhood, and he almost became the top science student in our city for the college entrance exam."

Liu Wei first grinned, happy for his friend, but when his eyes fell on the joyful face of Gu Qian, his expression froze.

"However..."

Fang Zheng added:

"The young brother’s physique is too weak, which is not good; it easily attracts evil spirits."

Upon hearing this, a nearby middle-aged uncle’s face darkened, and his eyes flickered.

"Daoist."

Monkey thought for a moment, then asked:

"What will become of me in the future?"

"Though there will be setbacks, you will eventually achieve perfection." Fang Zheng said:

"If the young brother can develop a little more competitiveness, there might be fewer setbacks in your life journey; otherwise, there will inevitably be lows."

"That’s all I have to say!"

"Yes."

Monkey nodded:

"Thank you, Daoist."

"Uncle." Gu Qian’s beautiful eyes turned, looking at the middle-aged uncle beside her:

"Wouldn’t you have the Daoist read for you?"

"No need." The middle-aged uncle’s face was stiff:

"I don’t have money on me."

"Never mind."

Fang Zheng waved his hand with a smile:

"Meeting is fate; it’s not impossible for me to give you a reading for free, my friend."

Off to the side, Liu Wei pouted, seemingly believing that this Daoist evaluates people according to their means, having just said that fate isn’t lightly calculated and fortune isn’t freely bestowed.

"Well then..."

The middle-aged uncle showed hesitation:

"Is that necessary?"

Before he could finish, Fang Zheng had already approached him, reaching out to grab his arm while lowering his head to check the palm lines.

The middle-aged uncle was stunned, then looked bewildered:

"You... you can touch me..."

Not just touch.

At the moment of contact, his illusory palm actually became tangible.

These words were quite strange, causing Gu Qian and the others to look surprised, but only Fang Zheng remained composed, a flash of doubt passing through his eyes.

Is that even possible?

"My friend is blessed with children and harmony at home, yet fate is like straw, destined for toil and hardship."

Shaking his head, he spoke slowly:

"Fortunately, your children are promising, so there’s no worry for the future."

"Re... really?" The middle-aged uncle looked excited:

"My children will do well?"

"Of course."

Fang Zheng nodded.

"If the children do well, the uncle will also be fine in the future." Gu Qian spoke with a smile:

"You can enjoy life in your old age."

"Not so."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"This friend is destined to die prematurely without the blessing of enjoying filial piety from children."

"Ah!"

Gu Qian’s expression stiffened, then she spoke awkwardly:

"Since the Daoist already predicted premature death, there must be a way to break it. Avoid this disaster, and isn’t the old age the same as enjoying life?"

"Heh..." Fang Zheng chuckled lightly, pointing ahead:

"The fog has cleared."

Gu Qian and the others looked up.

Sure enough, while speaking, the dense fog had quietly dissipated, and the mountain path ahead was now visible.

"Let’s continue on our way then."

Liu Wei nodded:

"Daoist, it was a pleasure meeting you."

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye, Daoist!"

Monkey and Gu Qian waved repeatedly, riding their bikes to catch up. Today’s experience was, for them, just an interesting little episode in life.

Pausing slightly, they would soon set out again.

......

Once the three figures vanished from sight, Fang Zheng turned his head and asked unhurriedly:

"How should I address you, friend?"

The middle-aged uncle’s face was complex as he spoke sullenly:

"Yu Mancang."

"Brother Yu."

Fang Zheng cupped his hands:

"It’s really rare. After death, the three souls and seven spirits should naturally disperse, yet someone remains in the form of an Underworld Soul for so long."

"Where is your body buried?"

The middle-aged man in front of him wasn’t a human, but a wisp of an Underworld Soul.

This was very unusual!

According to Fang Zheng’s investigation, this place and the Otherworld have some differences on a certain level, meaning there are almost no conditions for an Underworld Soul to linger.

In the same Feng Shui Formation,

Otherworld can nurture ghosts, but here it is impossible.