Ning An's Wild Wish System

"Huh?"

Even Ning An was somewhat surprised as she looked at Cheng Jialei.

A seasoned dog trainer like him, you say he can’t see it?

Isn’t this outright humiliation?

Sure enough, Elder Wang heard this, took a couple of fierce puffs on his cigarette, then tossed it to the ground, stomping on it a few times until the embers were completely extinguished.

"Kid, tell me, what’s wrong with this dog of yours?"

Feeling the atmosphere turn, Cheng Jialei quickly stepped in to explain: "Uncle, that’s not what I meant, that’s not what I meant."

"What I mean is, maybe my dog isn’t the problem, but there’s something wrong with my house, and the dog saw it."

Upon hearing this, Elder Wang’s serious face instantly broke down, puzzled: "What?"

"What did you say?"

The live broadcast chat was also in a daze.

"I don’t get what he’s trying to say. He’s implying that the dog’s got issues, but it’s not the dog itself, but the house where the dog lives?"

"Damn, brother, are you playing with tongue twisters here?"

"I kind of understand what he means now; his point is that the dog does have a problem, but it has nothing to do with the dog itself."

"I get it too! In old sayings, isn’t it said that dogs can see what humans can’t? I reckon the dog saw something it shouldn’t."

"Huh? Are you guys still speaking Chinese? What do you mean by seeing something it shouldn’t? What, did this Golden Retriever catch the couple during their private moments?"

"Are you from Dragon Country? Can’t even understand this, like a walking half a million!"

"..."

Cheng Jialei scratched his head but didn’t explain anything right away.

After all, Dragon Country People may not believe in certain things but would also avoid deliberately getting entangled in karmic cycles.

Ordinary folks may not worry, but the wealthier and more powerful one becomes, the more attention they pay to such matters.

Thus, he couldn’t just say it outright but had to use other words to convey it.

After a while, Cheng Jialei cautiously spoke: "This dog, it always barks wildly at night."

Oh, wow!

As soon as this was said, Elder Wang instantly understood, and the chat audience did too.

"No wonder this kid’s been hesitating to speak; he’s trying to avoid talking about taboo matters."

"Just look at his clothes, then look at the pickup truck brand, obviously he’s a wealthy guy; of course, he’s avoiding talking about this, avoiding it if possible."

"Bah, isn’t this just a haunting? What’s there to tiptoe around?"

"You won’t be afraid to mention it because even if something follows you home, seeing your place might scare it away."

"Oh? Brother, have you discerned my emperor-like demeanor, my regal nine-to-five aura?!"

"No, it’s just because there’s a haunting at your place, and unless the celestial king arrives, anyone bumping into it would steer clear, fearing involvement."

"Huh? Brother, don’t scare me. With what you’ve said, I can’t sleep tonight!"

"Relax, go to bed. After all, paupers can’t afford midnight snacks, so don’t stay up all night only to splurge on snacks and end up even poorer."

"Damn, you... damn it!"

"..."

Elder Wang nodded, curious: "Where does it typically bark at?"

Cheng Jialei pulled out his phone, opened a video, then pointed to a spot:

"It’s barking at this (window)."

After watching the entire video, Elder Wang nodded again and asked: "What floor is your house?"

"Third floor, not far from the ground," Cheng Jialei’s voice slightly lowered.

Yet, Elder Wang coldly snorted, then pointed at the window glass: "You didn’t see the shadow moving back and forth on the window? The dog saw it, hence the barking."

No need to check the phone; upon hearing this, Cheng Jialei was already creeped out: "Uncle, please don’t scare me. With what you’ve said, this place is uninhabitable now."

Due to the broadcasting equipment being nearby, the chat audience could see clearly too.

"Huh? Shadow on the window? Let me look again... Damn, it really is there!"

"This kid kept hesitating, turns out there’s genuinely something unclean at his place."

"With the official notice and that video published last night, this starts making sense now."

"So what should we do now? The haunting’s surfaced, but Uncle Ying is not around!"

"Fools! Uncle Ying may not be here, but the Little Daoist is! All are Daoist Masters - do you think Brother Sect Leader falls short?"

"Exactly, exactly, disloyal fans like you should leave!"

"Even if the Little Daoist doesn’t match Uncle Ying, there’s still his master ancestor; at worst, make a wish, fear nothing! With a flick of the arm, just fight it!"

"..."

The chat audience followed Elder Wang’s hand, spotting the shadow on the window too.

A chill instantly ran from their soles up everyone’s spine.

"Uncle, it’s not like I said, the issue isn’t with the dog, but my place."

Cheng Jialei spoke with a slight tremble, his eyes refusing to look at his phone.

Just as he turned his head towards Ning An, hoping for her help, Elder Wang snorted coldly again:

"Come, look again, keep your eyes wide and clear!"

Cheng Jialei shrank his neck: "Uncle, I can’t, I’m scared."

"Scared of what!"

Elder Wang almost laughed out in frustration: "The video was shot by you, look closely, the shadow here is clearly just your own. What’s with saying it’s uninhabitable, just a shadow making it bark."

Uh...

Cheng Jialei froze momentarily, then turned mechanically towards the video.

Sliding the progress bar back to the start, broadcasting from the very beginning.

Indeed, when he was in the living room, there was a shadow on the window glass.

Moreover, the glass wasn’t a mirror, nor a flat mirror; its reflection of his shadow was taller, slimmer than he was, and his face appeared shrouded in darkness.