Ning An's Wild Wish System

Chapter 451: Chapter 244: Human Traffickers Dare to Make a Wish? The Old Immortal Courts Death! (Part 2)

"Good, good, finally I get to enjoy this drama, I feel great!"

The viewers in the live stream were all excited, their eyes gleaming cunningly.

If toxic positivity put them to sleep, then juicy gossip was definitely the opposite.

Ning An didn’t look at the live stream but first checked the Dharma Eye.

If the naked eye couldn’t judge directly, then he’d look at the Life Chart, which could explain many issues.

Wow!

Once he looked, he was taken aback.

He saw the life charts of the two middle-aged women, shrouded in black mist as if stained by ink, and the figures of the four deities of fortune, prosperity, longevity, and wealth were long gone.

This meant that these two had committed countless evil deeds, and most likely carried a murder case on them!

As for the little girl, her Life Chart was mostly white, the three deities of longevity and wealth sat securely, their figures much larger than normal, but the deity symbolizing fortune was a bit shaky.

It suggested that this little girl came from an excellent background, but her luck was a bit lacking.

Moreover, she probably wouldn’t live very long.

Combining previous observations, Ning An concluded in his heart that these must be a pair of child traffickers!

And the little girl was likely abducted from a powerful family.

But this was just his guess; concrete information would have to wait until they offered incense.

"Unbelievable, where are the people here?"

"It’s so late, they can’t still be in bed, can they? Even my family’s pig gets up earlier."

The middle-aged woman spoke crudely, as if she had no filter.

Ning An got up from the rocking chair and walked over with a smile: "Hello."

Hearing Ning An’s words, the middle-aged woman’s eyes turned towards him and shone brightly at first sight.

"What a handsome little Daoist! Much more handsome than online."

As seasoned child traffickers, they naturally kept a keen eye on the online buzz.

The fame of the incense at Changchun Temple and the good looks of the Little Daoist were known to her.

She thought the person in the online videos had undergone beautification and was surprised to see he actually looked even better in person.

"Are you here to offer incense, dear patrons?"

Ning An cut straight to the point without small talk.

Hearing this, the middle-aged couple exchanged glances and then nodded:

"Yes, we came to offer incense and make a wish."

Then she looked at Ning An and sighed: "Lately, our luck has not been great, so we thought of coming here to ask the master to dispel the bad luck."

"Sure, no problem."

Ning An nodded affirmatively and led the way.

The straightforwardness of Ning An surprised the middle-aged couple somewhat.

But they didn’t sense anything wrong, just gave the little girl a warning glance.

The little girl looked at their fierce eyes, filled only with fear.

Of course, she understood their meaning, which was to threaten her not to cause any trouble.

Seeing the little girl understood their gaze, the middle-aged couple hummed in satisfaction and led her to the incense burner.

They dared to bring the little girl with them for a reason.

Firstly, the little girl was clever, always thinking of escaping no matter how severely beaten, so they didn’t trust leaving her alone at home.

Additionally, this was a remote area, several hundred kilometers away from the little girl’s home; her fancy clothes now rags, her face smeared with ash, so familiar people wouldn’t recognize her, even if there were any.

As for whether the little girl might call for help along the way?

Naturally, she would.

It wasn’t that the little girl hadn’t tried, but the traffickers were cunning.

They used simulations to break the hope inside the hearts of the abducted children.

Passing through a village, whether the old man basking in the sun, the gossiping senior ladies, or the righteous-looking young men, would you choose to call for help loudly?

If you chose to call for help, then congratulations, a beating would be inevitable.

The whole village was full of traffickers, it was all a staged act.

Coupled with various other bizarre training methods, these trafficked children became silent and withdrawn, leaving them no other choice.

Traffickers generally had escape routes planned in advance, and the child in their hands was their shield if things went awry.

Under Ning An’s lead, they soon reached the incense burner.

Ning An turned around, looked at the group, and asked, "How about offering incense? Is it just one of you, or all of you together?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged couple exchanged another glance, and the middle-aged woman smiled and said:

"What do children know? Making wishes no more than some school explosion, not wanting to do homework; we wouldn’t give her the chance to bring havoc upon society with the incense here being so efficacious."

"Just the two of us will make a wish, to get rid of the bad luck."

Hearing this, the viewers in the live stream nodded in agreement without finding anything odd.

The middle-aged woman’s words were reasonable and quite fitting for the context.

Except for Ning An, who had opened his Celestial Eye, no one noticed any issue.

Faced with this seemingly reasonable argument, Ning An let out a cold laugh in his heart.

Typically, a family of three with a child coming to offer incense.

Most would let the child offer incense as well, if not, they would at least ask the child’s opinion when questioned.

But these two showed no sign of the usual parental attitude.

It was enough of a clue!