"What shadows, what not? I told you to catch someone, where did your ears go..."
The short, stout man saw that the crowd wasn't obeying his command and immediately flew into a rage, letting loose a torrent of curses.
But before he could even get to the really unpleasant parts, his hoarse voice abruptly stopped. This, of course, wasn't because he had a change of heart, but because his gaze inadvertently caught sight of the scene on the ground.
On the bare floor, it was now empty. The incandescent light shone on the mirror-like floor, creating an indescribably clean feeling.
If it were an outsider, at first glance, they wouldn't notice anything amiss. But the words "shadow" had just passed through the man's ears, so his attention naturally focused on that.
And precisely because of this, he noticed the anomaly at first glance, and then goosebumps instantly erupted all over his body.
Just as these people said, his own shadow... was gone. No... not just his own, everyone's shadows were gone...
The man took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on the phone in the Fated One's hand. It was the voice from there that had just given the warning.
One must know that even though the floor was clean, it was still made of a material that reflected shadows. Now they were all gone. This eerie phenomenon was chilling to the bone.
"Ma... Master, what's going on? My shadow is gone too." The Fated One's expression was also a bit nervous at this moment.
Although she was relieved that these people didn't have time to catch her, it was clear that she had encountered another strange phenomenon.
She was on the verge of tears. She felt that she shouldn't have gone out at all. Her luck was just too bad.
Yaoyao, hearing this, said sweetly and clearly, "Little sister, don't be afraid. This is the fangzun you restored. It's saying hello to you!"
The room was empty. Everyone was so scared they were like quails. You could hear a pin drop.
Yaoyao's description not only stunned the people in the restoration room, but also made the netizens in the live stream feel bewildered.
[Oh my goodness, who greets people like this?]
[Oh, the one greeting isn't human. Well, that's fine. But how is this development even more fantastical than Pu Songling's Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio? The antique the Fated One restored came to life?]
[Didn't they say spirits aren't allowed after the founding of the People's Republic of China? Hahahaha, Master, quickly explain, don't make me kneel and beg you!]
Netizens, as witnesses and without the concerns of those involved, naturally let their imaginations run wild.
Yaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile. In her vision, unlike others, the bronze stand on the edge of the table was not empty.
On the contrary, there was an artifact the size of an adult head placed on top. It was a wine vessel, its bronze exterior glowing faintly, with a ram's head carved on each of its four sides.
And at the mouth of the vessel, where one would drink wine, a small figure, half the size of the artifact, sat. It looked human-like, dressed in a black Warring States period robe, which accentuated its slender and graceful figure.
However, being human-like was not being human. Its two bronze-colored eyes, and the ram horns growing out of its skull, would surely make an ordinary person faint with fright if they saw it.
The fangzun spirit seemed to understand human speech. Seeing itself being mentioned, its gaze swept towards Yaoyao.
"You can see me!" Its tone was excited, clearly a lively and outgoing personality.
Yaoyao's large eyes sparkled as she looked at the latter, then she frowned and said, "Little sister, I can see you, please return these people's shadows."
"This kind of trick is not fun!"
Whether it was the Fated One or that chubby uncle, they were both just ordinary people. If their shadows were stolen by this fangzun, it would be fine for a short time.
But if it lasted longer, under the influence of its aura, they might turn into some kind of monster. Yaoyao didn't want to see this happen, so she naturally spoke up to stop it.
The fangzun spirit heard this, and its lips curled slightly, saying, "I can return them, of course, but... I still need to help this little girl solve some troubles."
The "little girl" she referred to was naturally the Fated One who had restored its body. Yaoyao followed its gaze, observing the Fated One's "life palace" (a term in fortune-telling).
The other party's "marriage palace" showed no signs of ill-fated relationships or bad romances, so it wasn't a problem related to romantic relationships. Next were the "parents' palace" and the "wealth palace"...
Until she glanced at the "career palace," Yaoyao's brow twitched. She saw that the latter's career was facing difficulties, clearly indicating trouble caused by "petty people."
This was also normal, after all, no one's life is completely smooth. Big and small troubles are unavoidable.
But the Fated One's trouble was quite significant. Faintly, her brows even reflected a bloody red...
It hadn't shown before because the disaster had only been brewing for a short time, far from reaching the point of being life-threatening. Yaoyao's attention was also focused on finding the fangzun, which made her miss it.
Now that she paid attention, she naturally discovered the problem.
Yaoyao frowned. She told the Fated One to turn her phone camera and focus it on the tabletop.
"Okay!" The Fated One couldn't see the fangzun spirit, but that didn't stop her from following the Master's instructions. She immediately complied.
Had it been before, the furious man would have definitely stopped her, and then accused her of "leaking secrets."
But at this moment, he was as quiet as a chicken, afraid of speaking out and being singled out, so he was extremely obedient.
The live stream's screen was filled with the tabletop. Yaoyao's gaze quickly scanned over it, finally stopping on a few carving tools.
"Master, is there something wrong with my tabletop...?"
The Fated One followed the Master's gaze but couldn't see anything wrong, so she asked confusedly.
Then, she saw that the Master, who had originally been gentle, suddenly became furious. Even her voice carried an indescribable coldness.
"Of course there's a problem, a very big problem! The material of these carving knives is mixed with a deadly poison!"
"If you accidentally cut your hand, the substance mixed in will immediately take your life."
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