Online Fortune Telling: Your Son Has Another Dad

Chapter 549 - 547: Making a Wish

Looking at the bizarre scene before him, Yang Qingshu grinned, unable to utter a word.

A fear emanating from the depths of his soul quickly wrapped around his heart.

But he also understood now what he had encountered in this moment.

"Sign the blood contract with me, and I will fulfill your wish!"

The crisp and melodious voice echoed once more from within the coffin.

"Can you really fulfill any wish I have?"

Yang Qingshu pressed his lips together and tentatively asked.

"Naturally!"

The person in the coffin affirmed.

Having received this definite answer, a figure emerged in Yang Qingshu’s mind.

He asked again, "Can you bring the dead back to life?"

"I can!"

As Yang Qingshu made his request, the lid of the coffin slowly shifted open.

A girl in a red dress appeared before Yang Qingshu.

It really was her!

Slightly shocked to see the girl in the red dress, Yang Qingshu felt more excitement and eagerness.

The girl in the red dress stood in the void, expressionless, letting him gaze at her.

After a while, a chill suddenly descended on Yang Qingshu, giving him the illusion of falling into an ice cave.

"I want to resurrect my good friend!"

"His name is Tongtai Qinawa!"

He urgently made his request.

"You can call me Blood Spirit Master!"

"Sign the blood contract with me, and I will fulfill your wish!"

The girl in the red dress spoke coldly.

"As long as Tongtai can be resurrected, I’m willing to sign the blood contract."

Yang Qingshu nodded in agreement.

From Tie Xiong’s situation, this blood contract didn’t seem to have any special requirements.

"Bite your finger and drip the fresh blood onto the idol!"

"Once the blood contract is completed, I will naturally resurrect your friend..."

The girl in the red dress spoke softly, instructing on how to complete the blood contract.

"No problem!"

Without a shred of hesitation, Yang Qingshu bit his finger with his teeth.

Even though the pain made him inhale sharply, he still followed the requirements of the girl in the red dress, dripping his blood onto the evil ghost statue in his hand.

The evil ghost statue absorbed his blood like a sponge, continuously drawing it in.

Then, a layer of sticky red liquid oozed out from the statue, looking like ketchup.

At this moment, the girl in the red dress asked again, "Consume all the Blood God’s essence blood on the statue!"

"Okay!"

Even though the essence blood on the statue was sticky and a bit nauseating,

for the sake of resurrecting his friend, Yang Qingshu followed instructions and licked the essence blood clean.

The essence blood was sticky, with a fishy, foul smell, similar to the broth of a can of herring.

His eyes were reddened from licking.

But he forced down the nausea and swallowed the red liquid into his stomach.

"Excellent!"

Seeing Yang Qingshu complete all this, a faint smile finally broke on the previously cold face of the girl in the red dress.

She nodded slightly and said, "You have now completed the blood contract and obtained the power of the Blood God!"

"Your next task is to aid me in bringing the Blood God into this world!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingshu froze in surprise.

What the heck?

Blood God? Descend?

Tie Xiong didn’t mention any of this!

How did he seem to join the Demon Path and become a villain?

"You have completed the blood contract!"

"If you defy my will, you will become a mindless Blood Corpse that only knows killing and bloodsucking!"

The girl in the red dress seemed to notice his reluctance and sneered.

"Alright... alright!"

Yang Qingshu helplessly lowered his head.

He wanted to curse Tie Xiong, but on second thought, why would he tell him everything when they weren’t even close?

"I will guide you on how to resurrect your friend next..."

The girl in the red dress took a step back and lay back into the black coffin.

As soon as she stopped speaking, the surrounding scene started rapidly collapsing.

Yang Qingshu felt his vision blur, returning to the hotel room from before.

"Whoa! Is this real?"

He raised the evil ghost statue in his hand, which still emitted a warm sensation.

Reminding him that everything he had just experienced was not an illusion.

...

In the evening, a breeze swept over, bringing a hint of chill.

Yang Qingshu, with Song Qing, took a car to another estate of the Nawa Clan.

"Brother Yang, will it really work?"

Song Qing gently covered her chest, feeling her heart pounding.

"It must work!"

Yang Qingshu touched the evil ghost statue in his backpack with certainty.

Then, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

After letting it ring a few times, he quickly hung up.

The two stood in the shadows across the street, watching the security guards at the entrance of the estate.

Soon, Anlin came out of the estate.

She spotted Yang Qingshu and Song Qing across the street and quickly ran over.

"Qingshu, can you really bring my brother back to life?"

As she got closer, Anlin asked hastily.

"Of course!"

Yang Qingshu nodded confidently.

He pulled Anlin into the shadows, then took out the evil ghost statue from his backpack.

"This... this is..."

Anlin’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Song Qing, seeing this, smiled slightly.

She had the same reaction, utterly shocked when she first saw the statue.

"Tongtai lost his life because of this statue."

"Before the incident, he had this statue mailed to me."

"By chance, I managed to activate the statue, and I can bring your brother back!"

Yang Qingshu lamented.

But he did not mention anything about the girl in the red dress or the Blood God.

The fewer people who knew about this, the better.

"That’s great!"

Upon hearing this, Anlin beamed with joy.

Since Tongtai’s death, she had been crying almost every day, her spirits visibly worn.

"But there’s a condition; I must have access to Tongtai’s body."

Yang Qingshu added.

"Leave it to me!"

Anlin patted her chest, smiling with assurance.

"Mm!"

Yang Qingshu nodded lightly, then, together with Song Qing, followed Anlin into the estate.

Tongtai’s body was placed in the spirit shed at the back of the estate.

Tomorrow was his farewell ceremony, after which his body would be sent to Hongzhai Mountain to be buried in the Nawa Clan’s ancestral tomb.

Several security guards were watching over the spirit shed, but Anlin managed to send them away after a few words.

"During the resurrection of Tongtai, anything unusual might happen."

"So I need to take Tongtai’s body away..."

Yang Qingshu whispered to Anlin.

"Alright!"

After hesitating for a while, Anlin nodded, "I’ll help you load my brother’s body into my car, and then we can drive away together..."