Volume One, Chapter 15: Little Baibai

Later, they sent Yu Ping home. However, something particularly strange happened to Yu Ping. After waking up, although he seemed normal, he behaved like a starving ghost reincarnated—no matter how much he ate, it seemed to have no effect; he was always hungry, as if he could never be satisfied.

Yu Wenqiang had entered Jiang Rui’s livestream room purely by accident—perhaps it was fate. Upon seeing the two divinations Jiang Rui performed, he immediately knew that this streamer was truly skilled. With a hopeful attitude, he sent her a gift, thinking simply that if she was so capable, solving his father’s problem should be a routine matter.

When the viewers heard Yu Wenqiang’s story, the livestream chat erupted like an anthill disturbed. “This must be some unclean spirit haunting him, otherwise how could this happen?”

“This world captivates people because it is full of unknown mysteries. Isn’t what this young man’s father experienced exactly such a mystery?”

“Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine. That giant rat must be trouble—otherwise, how could it behave like that?”

“Behave like that? Exactly! Upstairs, you’re not making yourself clear; is that really okay?”

Yu Wenqiang paid no attention to the comments. His large eyes fixed on Jiang Rui. “Master, my father’s condition is that no matter how much food he eats, he acts like he’s never full. I’m worried that if this continues, something terrible will happen to him. Streamer, is my father sick? What should we do?”

Jiang Rui remained silent, listening quietly. After hearing Yu Wenqiang’s account, her heart skipped a beat. “This is serious. It seems I have to go there myself.”

She smiled faintly and said to Yu Wenqiang, “Send me your address in the private chat. Your father’s case is special—I need to make a personal visit.”

After speaking, she checked Yu Wenqiang’s profile. Fortunately, he was from the same city, and not too far from where she lived.

Yu Wenqiang was stunned. He hadn’t expected the streamer to come personally. How lucky was he to have such a streamer willing to visit his home?

“Master, thank you! I really appreciate it—you’re truly a kind-hearted person.”

Yu Wenqiang hurriedly sent his address in the private chat, fearing that if he delayed, the streamer might not come to see his father.

Tears and snot streaming down his face, Yu Wenqiang was deeply moved. He never imagined the streamer was so kind—willing to show up in person without hesitation. He felt fortunate to have entered this streamer’s room today; otherwise, he wouldn’t have met such a wonderful person.

Jiang Rui glanced at Yu Wenqiang, a slight smile tugging at her lips. She wanted to say, “Young man, I admit I’m beautiful and kind, but you shouldn’t be so easily moved.”

Deep down, she worried that the whole family might be in trouble—not merely ill, but possessed by some evil entity.

“Wait, is the streamer really going to the young man’s house to handle this? I want to watch—haven’t had enough drama yet!”

“Right? Such a juicy story can’t just be missed!”

“Twisting and crawling, creeping crazily, I reach out my claws and grab the streamer’s thigh, pitifully pleading, ‘Miss Streamer, you must take me with you to see the drama, or else I won’t pay attention to you!’ Then the streamer gently lifts me up, saying, ‘Little imp, you win—I’ll take you along.’”

“Wow, upstairs, your writing skills are impressive! Don’t show off next time, or I might lose control and want to hit you.”

“This person is a real talent! I can only say I’m impressed...”

Jiang Rui rubbed her temples, surprised by how adorable the viewers were.

“Alright, when I arrive, I’ll start the livestream so everyone can watch, okay?”

“Long live the streamer!”

“Streamer, beautiful and kind!”

“I love you, streamer!”

Jiang Rui smiled softly, ended the livestream, then took out some yellow paper and a brush. She dipped it lightly in cinnabar and began drawing talismans.

She wanted to be absolutely certain—preparing thoroughly was the best way.

Once everything was ready, Jiang Rui changed into a black Taoist robe, tidied her hair, and pinned it up with a hairpin. This was how she dressed in her own world; it felt comfortable this way.

The robe was something she had bought online—cheap but practical. She slung a canvas bag across her shoulder, which bore five large red characters: “Serve the People.”

Just as she was about to step out, a large white cat came up to her, wagging its tail.

Jiang Rui smiled and bent down. “Xiao Bai Bai, be good and listen. When I come back, I’ll bring you some treats.”

The cat’s sapphire-blue eyes flicked at her as if to say, “You’re in such a sorry state—where would you find money to buy me food?”

Jiang Rui understood the look. “You little rascal, am I really that kind of person?” She stuck out her tongue playfully.

The original owner of this body might have been like that before, but Jiang Rui now was definitely, certainly, maybe, probably, hopefully the same...

Although Xiao Bai Bai doubted her words, it still trusted its owner. It wagged its tail and walked away with an indifferent air.

Jiang Rui sighed, “A cat with such an attitude—how amusing.”

She shook her head, glanced at the address Yu Wenqiang had sent, and hailed a taxi by the roadside.

“Hello, young lady, where to?”

The driver was a man in his forties with a kindly demeanor. “I’m going to Xiaoyu Village in the southern suburbs.”

The man smiled. “Fasten your seatbelt; we’re off.”

The driver gave off a straightforward, honest impression. As he looked at Jiang Rui, he was somewhat taken aback by her attire.

“Are you a Taoist, young lady?” he asked casually. Anyone seeing her outfit would think so.

“Yes, big brother, you have a good eye. You recognized me at once.”

The driver’s mouth twitched as he thought, “What kind of way is that to speak? ‘Recognized me at once’? With your outfit, it’d be hard not to.”

The taxi weaved through the bustling streets. Jiang Rui rolled down the window, gazing at the noisy metropolis. She felt a complex mixture of emotions she couldn’t quite describe.

Having crossed over from another world a few days ago, she was curious about everything unfamiliar.

This world was fine in every way except for its sparse spiritual energy.

Just then...