After the Metaphysics Master Goes Viral, a Hundred Ghosts Beg for Mercy

[Live streaming + fortune-telling + episodic stories + mysticism + real and fake heiresses + showbiz] A powerful mystic failed her tribulation and ended up in the body of the real heiress who had been cast out by her wealthy family. Looking at the shabby little place under fifty square meters and feeling the small change digging into her pocket, Shi Wu slapped away the fake heiress, who was showing off her designer shoes, bags, and fiancé. “Pigs can’t appreciate fine grain. You’re keeping me from making money, so get lost!” She started livestreaming fortune-telling, and money came rolling in. [Master, my husband’s developed a strange habit lately. He keeps sleepwalking and washing his underwear.] “He’s being haunted by a seductive ghost. I’ve got willow switches here. A couple of lashes will fix him! Five thousand yuan per switch, five switches for a full treatment, ten to get rid of it for good. WeChat or Alipay?” [Master, how’s my financial luck this year? I found a thousand yuan on New Year’s Day, hehe…] “…Buddy, what am I supposed to say to you? That’s unlucky money, and you picked it up? Your company’s going under this year, your wife’s running off, your kid isn’t yours, and there’ll be no toilet paper when you go to the bathroom. Want to turn your luck around? A luck-changing talisman is a hundred thousand yuan each. I guarantee you’ll trade your green hat for a red wedding veil and reach new heights.” After she became a sensation, Shi Wu was invited onto a variety show, where she revealed, “Actually, I’m the Shi family’s adopted daughter. According to my birth chart, I should have three biological older brothers. The eldest is a pillar of the nation who’s made great achievements in the field of physics, the second is a born business tycoon, and the third just won the Best Actor award…” [Netizens: Why don’t you just read out the ID numbers of the three Shen brothers already?!] The Shen family patriarch, on his sickbed and near death, suddenly sat bolt upright. “Isn’t she the precious granddaughter we lost eighteen years ago? Quick, bring her back! If you can’t find her, I’ll beat the lot of you useless dogs to death…”