A Fortune-Teller’s Everyday Life Running a Taoist Temple [Metaphysics]

The child who had been switched at birth with the heir to Haicheng’s wealthy Xu family had finally been found. Many people in their social circle sighed over the situation: the daughter they had carefully raised for eighteen years wasn’t related to them, while their biological daughter had grown up in the countryside as a village girl. The Xu family’s feelings were certainly complicated. They had prepared themselves for the worst: that their biological daughter might have been hopelessly spoiled. At the very least, they expected a dark-skinned, unsophisticated country girl, weathered from farm work. They figured a few years of care could still turn things around. . After arriving in this world, Xu Baiwei took in an apprentice and inherited her master’s legacy after he ascended. Money was tight, so she set up a fortune-telling stall to earn fees while waiting for the Xu family, who were already on their way to bring her home. “Friend, your forehead looks dark. You’re bound to face a bloody disaster soon. But don’t worry, I have a way to ward it off. A Peace Talisman costs 6,666. How many would you like?” The rich kid, raised on Marxist principles, thought such tricks were beneath him. He only paid because he wanted to be generous to a beautiful woman. Xu Baiwei smiled and reminded him, “Friend, stay away from water tomorrow, and don’t answer if you hear someone calling your name.” Then, the next day, he got into a boating accident out in the wilderness and encountered a water ghost soon after. He barely escaped with his life, then rushed back to her in a panic. A master! She was the real deal! / The day Xu Baiwei returned to the Xu family, she wore a long smoky-blue dress. Her long black hair fell smooth and glossy, and her skin glowed like porcelain. She looked as though she had stepped out of a painting. At her side was a six-year-old child who called her “Master.” The moment the child saw Xu Baiwei’s father, he said, “Uncle, your forehead looks dark. A Peace Talisman costs 6,666. How many would you like?” Xu Baiwei’s father: ??? / A livestream of daily life at a Taoist temple suddenly went viral online. Viewers saw talking hedgehogs, foxes playing mahjong, and weasels doing housework in her videos... Netizens: !!! Xu Baiwei calmly announced on camera, “It’s all special effects. Everyone should believe in science.” Netizens: As if! Coming soon: “Be Careful, There Are Ghosts Tonight” Blurb: Have you heard of the entertainment industry’s Rain God? Wherever he goes, it rains as soon as he starts singing or dancing, so his fans gave him that title. That’s my second brother. Have you heard of the entertainment industry’s God of Wealth? He runs an entertainment company, and whoever he signs becomes famous. He can turn even the most hopeless, washed-up star into a money-making machine. That’s my eldest brother. Go back a dozen generations, and apparently our ancestors were shamans: women were called witches, men were called shamans. In other words, they were what people nowadays call masters! Maybe it runs in the family. All the kids in our family have some sort of special trait. People say my second brother’s singing and dancing make Heaven think he’s praying for rain, while my eldest brother’s excellent luck comes from our ancestors’ good deeds. I refuse to accept this. Why are their special traits good, while mine is being unlucky?! What am I, some kind of miserable little girl?! Heaven is unjust, treating me like a dog; The misery of my childhood gradually drove me mad When I was three, the age of playing in the dirt, any kid who played with me would have bad luck. So I played with cats, dogs, bugs, and snakes instead; At thirteen, I had a crush on a handsome boy with weak birth-chart energy, which made him an easy target for ghosts. I plucked a ghost’s eyeball out and showed it to him, telling him there was nothing to be afraid of. He stared at me in horror, screamed for help, and ran away. After that, I sealed off my heart and swore off love. I mean it! I was so lonely that I forced wandering ghosts from every corner to be my playmates. Then, at eighteen, I saved a living soul wreathed in purple energy. He said he was willing to share some of his good fortune with me. At last, I could live a somewhat normal life. But as the old saying goes, a leopard can’t change its spots. I studied acting in college, and last year I had a minor breakout playing a sweet, innocent first love in a campus drama. My agent told me to cultivate a pure, wholesome image. My ghost friends called me a delicate flower in public and a tyrant in private. I said nothing, just worked hard and did my job; Then at last, my public image came crashing down; ...But somehow, I got even more famous? Theme: Carrying on traditional culture.