11: Chapter 11 A white-haired person burying a black-haired person

At this moment, Qin Mo was wandering around the bustling streets of Yanjing, unaware that Murong Lanlan was searching for him in a state of extreme anxiety.

"All things in the world hide profound mysteries, and all karma has a set destiny. One hexagram for Yin and Yang, one for marriage, and one for the future."

Just then, a light, airy voice drifted into Qin Mo's ears.

Qin Mo instinctively looked toward the source of the sound. At some point, a young man had squatted down on the side of the road.

The young man had snow-white hair, a cold expression, and wore loose-fitting Taoist robes. He looked to be about twenty years old.

"Hahaha... Dog Streamer! You've met a fellow professional!"

"Dog Streamer, don't you claim to be a divine calculator? Go up and slap his face!"

"I really shouldn't have checked the almanac today. A scammer meets a scammer—this is going to be a good show, hahaha..."

"Does the young brother have any difficulties? Why not have a fortune told?"

Before Qin Mo could react, the young man asked with a calm face.

Qin Mo's interest was piqued. His own divination skills were provided by the system, and he wanted to see how the divination inherited by others compared.

He then said indifferently, "I actually do have something to ask the Taoist priest."

"Why don't you calculate what difficulties I've had lately."

The young man didn't answer immediately. Instead, he took three copper coins from his pocket, shook them up and down in his palm for a while, and tossed them onto the ground.

Clang!

The copper coins hit the ground with a crisp sound, and the young man squatted down to examine them.

"Beset by a petty person, using a hundred schemes, escaping from danger and hardship, safe and sound."

"What does this Taoist mean?"

"The person upstairs clearly hasn't studied. The general meaning is that Dog Streamer was framed by a petty person but then turned the crisis into safety."

"Dog Streamer was framed? Impossible, right? Who would bother framing a scammer?"

"Do you guys think... is it possible the person who framed Dog Streamer is that Jun Jun?"

"Are you looking for trouble? My brother is such a good person, how dare you slander him?"

"Exactly!"

"Stop the damn arguing. I think this guy is a plant hired by Dog Streamer to make us suspicious of Jun Jun. Don't fall for it!"

"Holy crap! So that's it. Dog Streamer's heart is truly sinister!"

"Damn! ..."

At this moment, Qin Mo frowned as he looked at the young man. He hadn't expected this youth to actually calculate it correctly, and with such accuracy, matching his own calculations perfectly.

He then said in a deep voice, "Do you know me?"

The young man didn't even look at Qin Mo as he said lazily, "One hundred yuan, no credit!"

"Uh..."

"Haha, it's rare to see Dog Streamer get shut down."

"A man of the cloth doesn't talk about 'fate,' he talks about 'funds,' right? One hundred big ones!"

Qin Mo helplessly scanned a payment of one hundred for the youth and said again, "Are you waiting for me?"

"I am waiting for many people, including you."

Qin Mo rolled his eyes at the words. Acting like some grandmaster... so pretentious...

He was certain that the young man before him had come specifically for him.

Qin Mo said in a low voice, "What is your purpose?"

The young man gave Qin Mo a lazy glance, turned to leave, and didn't forget to leave behind a sentence.

"To support my family!"

Qin Mo frowned as he watched the young man's departing back.

Bizarre...

"Qin... Qin Mo!"

Just then, a surprised shout rang out. Simultaneously, a figure rushed directly into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Qin... Qin Mo, please, save my father. My father... he... he's collapsed, wu wu..."

"You are..."

Looking at Murong Lanlan crying hysterically in his arms, Qin Mo was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the self-respecting Murong Lanlan to throw herself into his arms in public, regardless of her image.

After quietly performing a calculation, Qin Mo was even more surprised. He hadn't expected Murong Jiaxing to fall into a coma right after he left...

He then said softly, "Alright, stop crying. If you keep crying, you'll look like a little messy-faced cat!"

"Qin Mo, I beg you! Save my father, I apologize to you on his behalf!" Murong Lanlan said with tearful eyes.

Qin Mo was feeling a bit conflicted. They had just kicked him out, and now they were coming to invite him back. Did they think he was a dog they could just wave away and call back whenever they wanted?

"This... actually... regarding this matter... actually... I can save him... it's just that... we fortune tellers care more about 'fate.' Actually..."

"I know!"

Before Qin Mo could say anything else, Murong Lanlan suddenly interrupted loudly.

"Ah? What do you know?" Qin Mo's eyes widened.

"You want 'funds'! Is one million yuan enough?" As she spoke, Murong Lanlan pulled a bank card from her pocket.

"Ah?"

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment. No! I just wanted to find a reason to refuse, but you... you're making this very difficult for me...

Seeing Qin Mo remain silent, Murong Lanlan became anxious.

"Is it not enough? This is all the money I have on me. If it's not enough, I'll ask Grandpa for more." As she spoke, Murong Lanlan sobbed while picking up her phone to make a call.

Before Qin Mo could react, the audience in the livestream chat united and exploded.

"Damn Dog Streamer, don't you have any heart for a beautiful woman? Such a gorgeous girl is begging you, and you're still fucking hesitating?"

"Damn it! Dog Streamer, I don't care if you're a scammer or not! Go help that little beauty right now, or I'll call all my aunts and uncles over to send your family tree to heaven!"

"Streamer, I beg you! Help her! I... I don't have money to give you gifts, but I'll... I'll go to the temple to burn incense and pray for you, okay?"

"Dog Streamer! Hurry up and agree! If not, we'll crowdfund for you! I can't stand seeing someone cry, especially such a beautiful girl!"

"Dog Streamer! You'd better not be a real scammer, otherwise I'll fucking find you offline and stab you!"

Executioner gifted carnival ×1

Siberian Titan Dragon Crushing Asteroids with Bare Hands gifted a Tiny Heart

"Holy crap! The guy above, your name is more badass than the gift you sent..."

Seeing this, the others also began flooding the chat with gifts. In a moment, gifts overwhelmed the livestream. Whether they were haters or fans, everyone now had only one goal: to help Murong Lanlan.

Qin Mo saw everything happening in the livestream and couldn't help but find it funny. He hadn't said he wouldn't help...

However, adhering to the philosophy that only a fool doesn't take advantage of a good thing, Qin Mo happily accepted the gifts.

Then, looking at Murong Lanlan, he said softly, "Enough, enough! Your father has a 'fate' with me."

As he spoke, Qin Mo inconspicuously tucked the bank card into his pocket.

*Cough cough...*

"Anyway... let's go! Let's go see your father!"

Seeing Qin Mo agree to help, Murong Lanlan wept with joy. She nodded her small head vigorously and immediately ran back toward the way she had come.

Qin Mo immediately followed.

...

"Sigh, Old Master Mu, please accept my condolences... Jiaxing... is already gone."

Inside the Murong Family Villa, a middle-aged doctor announced the news with a heavy heart after confirming that Murong Jiaxing's heart had stopped.

"How... how could this be..."

Upon hearing the news, Old Master Mu seemed to lose all support, his body tilting straight back as if to collapse.

The doctor, who was already prepared, was quick-eyed and nimble-handed, immediately supporting Old Master Mu. The words on the tip of his tongue simply couldn't be spoken.

After all, the most painful thing in the world is for the white-haired to bury the black-haired. You are the one who gave him life, and you are the one who sees him off. What a tragic thing...

Old Master Mu looked as if he had lost his soul, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

"My... my son..."

Finally, the elderly man, nearly eighty years old, could no longer control his emotions and broke into loud sobs.

The atmosphere on the scene was instantly heavy. Aside from the sound of stifled sobbing, not another person spoke.

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