Variety shows are crazy but don't cause internal conflict; I'm proud to drive others crazy

Chapter 205 I want to be the president of the United States, huh? Is that impossible?

Inside the black wooden box was a withered animal forearm, which was fused to the hand, with sparse hairs growing on its dry skin.

There was also a bright yellow talisman pasted on it.

Song Shiting asked, "What exactly is this thing? It looks like a primate's arm to me."

"This is a monkey's hand."

Jiang Nanxi explained, "Monkeys are animals that are quite similar to humans. Some schools of thought believe that monkeys possess intelligence, and therefore, using monkey parts to make ritual implements can have unexpected results."

The "monkey hand wishing" ritual involves cutting off a monkey's forearm and hand, using a special method to create a container to ward off evil, and then offering it in a magic array for forty-nine days.

If the monkey's hand moves after forty-nine days, it means the effort has been successful; the summoned object has successfully entered the monkey's hand. The sorcerer will then use a talisman to seal the object inside, making it work for humanity.

Song Shiting's expression changed slightly. "Then what does this method attract?"

"Most of the time, what is attracted is a ghost, but ghosts also vary in strength. The power that the monkey hand can exert depends on how strong the ghost it attracts is."

Jiang Nanxi glanced at the black mist shrouding the monkey's hand and clicked her tongue softly.

"The thing your monkey hand attracted is too powerful, and it's even been enhanced with forbidden magic. The moment you got it, you had no choice but to make a wish."

If you make a wish, you have to pay a price. If you don't make a wish and don't get what you wanted, it will backfire.

After Jiang Nanxi finished speaking, she pointed to the talisman in the monkey's hand, "The handwriting on this talisman is bright red, but it's not drawn with cinnabar. It's drawn with human blood. If I'm not mistaken, it's your blood."

Song Shiting looked down at his arm, lifted his sleeve, and saw that his arm was wrapped in gauze.

“I went to the construction site to check on things the other day. I was walking along fine when a metal plate fell down next to me, and my arm was cut with a long bloody scratch.”

Song Shixing was shocked. "Big brother, you're injured? Why didn't you tell me!"

"I thought it was just a minor injury, nothing to talk about, but I didn't expect things to be more complicated than that."

Song Shiting's eyes darkened. "It seems that it was around that time that they used my blood to draw the talisman."

Song Shixing looked at Jiang Nanxi and couldn't help but ask, "Nanxi, what should we do now? This thing was used to draw a talisman with my brother's blood, isn't that like putting a curse on my brother? No matter whether we make a wish or not, something bad will happen!"

Jiang Nanxi explained, "The backlash effect of this monkey hand doesn't only affect one person. After your older brother was targeted by it, it will actually target everyone in the Song family."

If your elder brother can't make a wish, then you'll have to find someone related to him by blood to make a wish on his behalf for him to escape this calamity.

The two brothers remained silent.

Jiang Nanxi looked at Song Shixing and said, "The person who replaced your older brother will definitely pay the price. He will be entangled by what the monkey has until he loses his life."

Song Shixing's face turned deathly pale.

He remained silent for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "Then...then I'll make a wish for my older brother! If something happens to him, the entire Song family will be finished, and the assets left by Mom and Dad will fall into the hands of others. If I die, it won't have much of an impact!"

"small star!"

Song Shiting stopped him from continuing.

"What nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean your death won't have any impact? Have you even considered that you're my only family?! I absolutely will not allow you to do this!"

"Brother, I'm not your only family. Your sister hasn't been found yet. If you find her, you'll still have family. If something happens to you, I definitely won't be able to handle the pressure, and I might not be able to find my sister either. Please let me make a wish!"

Song Shixing suddenly pushed Song Shiting away.

Looking at the monkey's paw in the box, Song Shixing's eyes reddened, brimming with tears. "I want the Song family's luck to improve, for my elder brother and sister to be forever healthy and safe, and for my real sister to return to the Song family as soon as possible. Can that be done?"

As he spoke, Song Shixing's voice choked up, "If it can really do that, it doesn't matter if I die."

He then looked at Song Shiting and said, "Brother, when I die, you...you must not sell the race cars in my garage."

I spent a long time modifying those; they're all my treasures. You can ask your sister if she likes them; just tell her they're gifts from me.

Jiang Nanxi: "What kind of racing car is it? Is it very valuable?"

Song Shixing: "Of course! I'm a champion race car driver. Those race cars were modified using the best parts in the world, and each one cost at least tens of millions!"

Jiang Nanxi: "How many do you have?"

Song Shixing: "More than a hundred vehicles, I suppose."

Jiang Nanxi: "Holy crap, that's over a billion yuan from that sale? Enough to support over a hundred male models!"

Song Shixing paused, then got angry. "Why are you asking so many questions? What's it to you? How can a male model compare to my race car!"

These race cars are all my painstakingly modified; they're like my children! My sister would never sell them!

Jiang Nanxi: "How do you know she can't?"

Song Shixing: "I knew it!"

Jiang Nanxi: "Hehe."

Song Shixing: "What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Nanxi: "Hehehehehehehe."

Song Shixing: (_)
Is she crazy? Why is she so excited?
At this moment, Song Shiting's voice came, "Xiaoxing, your wish just now is useless. You need to say certain words before making a wish."

"Huh?" Song Shixing wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Then all my words were for nothing? What kind of rhetoric was that? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

Song Shiting sighed and said, "I won't tell you. Let me make the wish instead. If something happens to me, I believe you can shoulder the responsibility for the Song family."

Song Shiting left the study to fetch an incense burner, which already contained three lit incense sticks.

He placed three incense sticks next to the black wooden box, and then took out the monkey's hand from inside the box.

Song Shiting glanced at Song Shixing, then looked firmly at the monkey hand and said, "Lord Spirit God, I am willing to offer everything. Please grant my wish. I want the Song family to..."

Halfway through his sentence, the monkey hand in Song Shiting's hand was snatched away, and Song Shixing quickly pounced over and covered Song Shiting's mouth.

"What...are you doing?!"

Song Shiting stared at them in shock, only to see Jiang Nanxi holding the monkey's hand and saying, "Lord Spirit God, I am willing to offer everything. Please grant my wish: I want to be the President of Country M."

Song Shiting: ?

Song Shixing: ?

When Song Shiting uttered those words that had the effect of a spell, they clearly saw a strange red light shine on the monkey's hand.

After Jiang Nanxi finished expressing her wish, the light flickered for a while before suddenly going out.

The monkey's hand seemed to be saying, "What? You want to be the president of the US? Why don't you just fly to the moon?!"