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

No one thought that Meng Xingluan could tell the difference so clearly.

This made the people who initially said that Meng Xingluan was saving Meng Tingyao were speechless.

Mr. Lin didn't know the grudges and grudges involved.

But I understand Meng Xingluan’s approach.

Who among metaphysicians doesn’t have a temper?

He still remembers how he reminded Meng Tingyao with good intentions, but was regarded as a liar.

Want to ask why he came here to help catch ghosts?

It's not because I have to come because of the pressure from my boss.

Mr. Lin sighed quietly.

At this time, medical staff hurriedly arrived, examined Meng Tingyao urgently, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Ms. Meng fainted because she was frightened. It's nothing serious. Just have a good rest."

This sentence once again verified Meng Xingluan's words about not beating Meng Tingyao.

Mother Meng stood there, feeling guilty again.

Meng Jinan knew that his mother was soft-hearted, so he stretched out his plastered hand in front of her.

"Mom, don't forget who broke my hand!"

Meng Xingluan turned and left.

She first went to the head nurse to deal with the elevator door.

Everyone still has doubts about how she opened the door.

Meng Xingluan pretended not to know.

In addition, there was no surveillance video, so in the end we only lost money.

After returning home, Meng Xingluan liberated the little ghost who separated from Li Gui's body.

The black air gradually dissipated, revealing the baby's original skinny appearance.

Dozens of little ghosts disappeared one after another, and finally they all turned into golden dots and penetrated into Meng Xingluan's eyebrows.

This is what is called merit.

She didn't know exactly how much Taoist temple owed.

But one thing she was sure of was that these golden dots were less than one tenth.

A long way to go.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Meng Xingluan put aside his distracting thoughts and placed the two jade pendants out again.

The red piece still retains residual warmth, while the dark green piece has returned to coldness.

The woman half-squinted her eyes.

Xie Yanci vomited blood only after he came into contact with the red area.

Evil objects generally only have a subtle impact on the holder.

But Xie Yanci was directly affected.

The host's introduction at the auction suddenly sounded in my mind.

——"This jade pendant comes from the dynasty 3000 years ago. It is said to be a personal accessory worn by a certain prince..."

Meng Xingluan's eyes gradually became complex and exploratory.

If you want to know whether Xie Yanci is related to this prince, you have to find someone from the underworld to find out.

Just do it.

Meng Xingluan summoned the ghost door, but when the door opened, there was no shadow of black and white.

After a few seconds, a ghost floated out from inside with his head bowed.

"Is this Master Meng?"

Meng Xingluan nodded.

"It's like this. Mr. Black and White Wuchang has been arranged by the King of Hell to go on a business trip. He will probably not come back in the near future."

Gui Cha looked at Meng Xingluan's face as he spoke.

He was relieved when he found no trace of irritation.

"The two adults asked the younger one to pass a message to you. They will come to you when they come back."

Meng Xingluan didn't believe it was such a coincidence.

But all the ghosts have run away and I can only wait until they come back from their business trip.

The door to hell closes again and disappears.

The negative energy in the room disappeared without a trace, and there was a hint of coolness in the air.

The sky outside is cloudy and it could rain at any time.

Meng Xingluan went back to the study and took out a stack of paper, and skillfully began to cut out the little paper figures.

Today I went against the will of heaven and saved Xie Yanci.

This thunder may be more violent than last time.

After all, she committed the same thing over and over again, wouldn't that mean she committed the crime against the wind?

The main thing is a rebellion.

Just in case, Meng Xingluan prepared three small paper figures this time.

After doing this, she ordered a takeaway.

Jiang Meng shared a post link with her.

[Jiang Meng: You are on the hot search again. 】

She was used to it.

Meng Xingluan has a metaphysical physique, which has its own flow and heat.

It’s rare to see such a worry-free anchor!

For example, the last cyber violence was directed against customers without anyone’s help.

Let the initiator reap the consequences.

this time……

He was secretly photographed getting out of a luxury car and behaving intimately with a man.

Then the style of painting changed suddenly.

It was a photo of Meng Xingluan walking out of the elevator.

In fact, at first glance, there is nothing special except that it is pretty.

But if you zoom in and look carefully, you can see something unusual.

The dent in the elevator door looked like someone had forcefully opened it with their hands.

But who can have such great strength?

At first glance, Meng Xingluan looked like a charming young lady who had no strength to restrain a chicken. How could she break it open?

Many questions were raised.

There are different opinions.

[Jiang Meng: Miss Meng, I’m a little curious. Did you really open that door? 】

It took several minutes before she received a reply.

[M: You deserve the powerful talisman. 】

Jiang Meng was confused.

Powerful Talisman?

Talisman?

How can a piece of paper be so powerful?

Regardless of whether Jiang Meng could understand it or not, Meng Xingluan didn't care anymore.

She finished dinner and rested for a while before turning on the live broadcast.

This was several hours earlier than usual.

Fans who received the pop-up message thought her account had been hacked.

The number of online viewers in the upper right corner is changing rapidly.

Fans who came in with worries were relieved when they saw the familiar and beautiful face.

[Anchor, you scared me to death. I thought your account was hacked! Why is it so early today? 】

[Are we going to draw a few more destined people for today’s morning broadcast? 】

[Someone on the platform next door imitated the anchor. I watched it yesterday. It was very script-like, not as realistic as Master Meng’s. 】

Meng Xingluan said: "The rules remain unchanged, there are still three destined people."

Many of the millions were disappointed.

During these few live broadcasts, Meng Xingluan has successfully established himself as a master.

It is better to believe that something like metaphysics exists than to believe that it does not exist.

Even those who don’t believe it will not stop them from eating online.

Meng Xingluan’s account has been very successful.

As the lottery wheel rotates, tonight's first destined person is successfully born.

Song Weiwei recovered from her daze, hesitated for a moment and rewarded a carnival.

Special effects flew by, and the live broadcast room opened up.

Thunder rumbled outside, like black clouds pressing over the city, and a dull suffocation enveloped the entire city.

[What's the weather like today? very scary. 】

[Is there any Taoist friend who understands who can tell me, is it some kind of demon that is going through the tribulation? 】

[Hey, don’t tell me, it’s like overcoming a tribulation! 】

There were different opinions in the live broadcast room. Meng Xingluan quietly released the three paper figures before looking up at the camera.

Song slightly adjusted the camera, revealing a beautiful face.

[F*ck, beauty! 】

"Destined person, what do you want to do?"

A cold voice came from across the screen.

Song frowned slightly with a tangled look on his face, but then he remembered Qi Mu's recommendation, patting his chest, and gritted his teeth and said, "I encountered a strange thing recently."

Meng Xingluan: "You want to help others settle the matter, right?"

Song Wei raised his eyes in surprise, obviously Meng Xingluan was right.

She nodded, "My cousin behaves very strangely, like an animal..."

Before he finished speaking, a thunder sounded in the sky.

Bright lightning split the sky in two.

The next second, the glass on the balcony of Meng Xingluan's apartment shattered.

The green plants in the potted plants inside the house were chopped and scorched black.