Chapter 838 — The Prophecy Shu Appears Again
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Yet the moment she opened her mouth to speak, she was even more astonished to find that her mouth no longer seemed crooked either, and her speech had become fluent and normal! What on earth was going on?
Zhen Yingjun, too, was struck dumb by the old woman's transformation. He tried to take a couple of steps to see for himself, but the instant he moved his legs, he was horrified to find that one of them would not obey him—he lurched with every step and nearly pitched headfirst to the ground!
"My leg, why has my leg suddenly stopped working? What on earth is going on!" Zhen Yingjun cried out in terror.
Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu were dumbfounded as well; they had not expected Wei Zhao to finish treating the old woman in such a short span of time and then transfer her ailment, in identical form, onto Zhen Yingjun!
Shen Yushu was genuinely surprised. She had only been speaking offhandedly before and had never imagined Wei Zhao was so miraculous as to actually do it! She was instantly overjoyed—Arrow Brand Bro was so good to her. At this rate, she would become Fairy Shu, free to do whatever she pleased!
"Ha! See how accurate my words are! They call me Prophecy Shu, and that's me! See, I said you'd be disabled, and now you can feel what the granny feels—but you didn't believe me, and look at you now! The granny's illness has transferred to you! Wahahaha!" Shen Yushu pointed at Zhen Yingjun and laughed gleefully. "Which angel brother has worked his miracle? Oh, this is just wonderful!"
Zhen Yingjun had merely been shocked at first, but after hearing Shen Yushu's words he turned to look at the old woman again, and sure enough, she was now no different from any normal person—while his own symptoms were exactly the same as hers had been before.
What was going on here? Could it be that he really had brought down heaven's punishment upon himself? And then, thinking back to the incredible things that had happened during the billiards game earlier that day, Zhen Yingjun cast a rather alarmed glance at Shen Yushu. This person—was she even human? Could she be some immortal descended to the mortal world, deliberately tormenting him? Otherwise, why did everything connected to her become unreasonable, impossible to explain by common sense?
The ailment had migrated. That defied modern science entirely! If it were a contagious disease, that might be possible, but how could a disability like the old woman's be contagious?
At this thought, only alarm remained in Zhen Yingjun's heart!
"You... you... what on earth did you do to me?" Zhen Yingjun stared at Shen Yushu with a look of terror. He was a rather superstitious man, and once this kind of fear took root in his mind, the more he thought about it, the more incredible it all seemed.
"Nothing at all!" Shen Yushu shrugged. "I merely made a prediction. Would you like me to make another one for you?"