The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Zhong Siyu: "?"

Forgive her for not understanding.

Anticipating danger, instead of avoiding it, he went to meet it. What kind of weird maneuver was this?

Seeing Meng Xingluan about to get out of the car, Zhong Siyu quickly got off before her.

As the car door slammed shut, Zhong Siyu said, "Aunt Pei, just stay in the car and don't get out. I can handle it!"

Pei Yuan's face was expressionless, but his brows were furrowed.

Meng Xingluan next to him made no move to open the door, and had no intention of fighting with him.

Since Zhong Siyu wants to show off, she must not be that evil person.

After all, she is quite a kind person.

The woman dragged her chin with interest and looked out through the car window.

There was so much yin energy all around that even ordinary people without yin and yang eyes could see the ghost.

The principle is very simple, the magnetic field is affected by Yin Qi.

Once the magnetic field becomes unstable, it is very easy for people to see dirty things.

Pei Yuan had also seen strong winds and waves, and he only panicked for a second before calming down.

Only the driver in front had his hands shaking.

Eventually he fainted from fright.

Pei Yuan: "..."

It’s time to consider changing to a bolder driver when we go back.

The scene returns to outside the car.

Zhong Siyu's neatly styled hair was messed up by the cold wind, and the hem of her skirt rustled.

She raised her hands to cover her eyes and stared at the female ghost with squinted eyes.

The female ghost was filled with resentment. Her messy hair covered her entire face, leaving only a pair of empty, scarlet eyes exposed.

She has no legs and her entire ghost body is floating in the air.

"Bold and monstrous! See if I accept you today!"

Zhong Siyu's voice was thin, and although he could keep a straight face, it was still not intimidating.

Meng Xingluan couldn't help laughing.

Apart from anything else, Zhong Siyu is quite a middle-class person.

If you want to catch ghosts, why should you waste your time talking about nonsense?

Meng Xingluan didn't understand, but expressed respect.

After all, everyone has different habits.

Like herself, she doesn't speak even if she can do it.

The female ghost suddenly floated towards Zhong Siyu, her Yin Qi surged crazily, turning into a sharp weapon and stabbing her.

Zhong Siyu's nerves were tense.

He quickly took out the talisman paper he had prepared in advance, and held the fluffy yellow talisman between his index finger and middle finger, with a solemn and serious expression.

She chanted a spell in her mouth, and with her voice, another gust of wind rose.

Pei Yuan would inevitably be surprised when he saw such a scene for the first time.

"Can she...can do it?"

It's not that Pei Yuan looks down on Zhong Siyu.

But the reality is there.

The wind stirred up by Zhong Siyu's incantation was completely crushed by the female ghost's aura, and the outcome was obvious.

Meng Xingluan yawned lazily.

"No."

Pei Yuan: "..."

Most of the Yin energy gathered by the female ghost was blocked by Zhong Siyu's talisman.

But a small part of it fell on her.

The yin air was bitingly cold.

Zhong Siyu's face suddenly turned pale, and his resistance became much weaker.

She staggered, but gritted her teeth and continued to persevere.

His eyes were firm as if he wanted to join the party.

"You can't even think of hurting Aunt Pei while I'm here!"

Zhong Siyu continued to find new talismans.

One after another.

pity--

The effect is minimal.

Seeing that the female ghost was about to make the final blow, Meng Xingluan got out of the car.

Under Pei Yuan's surprised gaze, the woman walked up behind Zhong Siyu.

She was half a head taller than Zhong Siyu. She leaned slightly and stretched out her right hand to take the unused talisman in his hand.

Zhong Siyu's back suddenly stiffened.

The next second, a woman's cold voice came to my ears.

"Look at the correct way to use the talisman."

Meng Xingluan held the talisman between his index and middle fingers, her waist-length black hair flying in the air, her eyes stern, and her beautiful facial features showing no emotion at all.

The tone of chanting the incantation was also very bland.

But as the words fell, a strong wind hit, golden light suddenly appeared, and an aura more powerful than the dark wind appeared.

The female ghost's vigorous attack was shattered, and her entire ghost body was severely damaged.

Her color became lighter and lighter until she completely disappeared from them.

Zhong Siyu's eyes widened in shock.

He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Is it an illusion?

Meng Xingluan patted the ashes remaining in his palm and distanced himself from Zhong Siyu again.

The overwhelming pressure disappeared.

Zhong Siyu gasped urgently.

Pei Yuan also got out of the car.

Meng Xingluan looked at her, "That female ghost is here for you. She must have had a causal relationship with you during her lifetime."

She accidentally lost her strength, so she could only say sorry to the female ghost.

Because of these words, Pei Yuan thought carefully about what happened recently.

But still have no clue.

She rubbed her aching temples and said, "Thank you for tonight."

"You're welcome."

Originally, tonight was to unilaterally investigate Meng Xingluan and persuade her to leave, but for some reason things developed like this.

Pei Yuan felt that Meng Xingluan was like a mystery.

No wonder her son was so fascinated by her.

Meng Xingluan's charisma is enough to impress anyone.

Zhong Siyu also felt a sense of inferiority because of the shocking scene just now.

Meng Xingluan is only 22 years old and has such ability.

But she is already 24 this year.

The talent that he was proud of was nothing in front of Meng Xingluan.

The three of them returned to the car. The crisis had been resolved, but the atmosphere was even more gloomy than before.

The driver was still unconscious.

Pei Yuan called directly and called three more cars.

"Ms. Meng, the driver will take you directly back to Taoist Temple later."

Pei Yuan has a cold tone, and she is good at arranging everything in an orderly manner.

The bloody disaster on Pei Yuan has been lifted, so there is no need to waste time and let Meng Xingluan follow her around.

As for Zhong Siyu...

"Next time, don't predict my fortune."

There was clearly a warning in his tone.

Hearing this, Zhong Siyu's face turned even paler.

She lowered her head, embarrassment washing over her body.

"Pei, Aunt Pei, I understand."

……

*

At eleven o'clock in the evening, light rain began to fall in the sky.

By the time Meng Xingluan arrived at the Taoist temple, it had turned into a drizzle of moderate rain.

Song Nanzhu and Xu Jiajia sat in rows at the entrance of the Taoist temple, holding two umbrellas in their hands.

The latter was drowsy and yawning profusely.

When I heard the sound of the car engine, my eyes finally opened.

Song Nanzhu was one step ahead of her.

Just hold an umbrella and go out.

The young man opened the car door considerately, and Meng Xingluan bent down and got out of the car.

The raindrops fell on the umbrella, making a crisp sound.

"Senior sister, what were you doing down the mountain today? Why did you go so long?"

The young man who exchanged gossip with Xu Jiajia was in a very good mood.

"I went to see Xie Yanci's mother."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Song Nanzhu's face froze.

"What, what?!"

The young man suddenly raised his voice.

Senior sister went to meet her future mother-in-law?

Bah Bah!

Senior sister will not marry Xie Yanci!

Senior sister is the heroine who wants to become the richest man in the world! How is it possible to be immersed in love and love?

It must be a trick by Xie Yanci!

"Senior sister, did she say anything to you? Or did she throw you a check for 500 million to keep you away from her son?"

Song Nanzhu deserves to be able to chat with Xu Jiajia.

Even the ideas are similar.

Meng Xingluan glanced at her.

"Why don't you just switch to writing novels about bosses? It's quite suitable."

Song Nanzhu: "..."

He is not Wang Tian, ​​so why should he write a novel?

The three of them walked in one after another.

Xu Jiajia lowered her head and fiddled with her phone.

Suddenly he yelled.

"Sister Meng!"