Metaphysics boss relies on live broadcast fortune telling to earn merit

In the Mao family, Grandma Mao is stroking a photo of her grandson. Since her only grandson passed away in a car accident, she has been in despair, refusing the care of her children and returning to her old house in the countryside alone.

"Ming Li, how are you doing there? Do you get along harmoniously with my grandson-in-law? In a few years, grandma will go down to visit you."

The knocking on the door interrupted her thoughts, and she walked to the door tremblingly: "Who is it?"

Huang Xiurong looked at the open door as if seeing a life-saving straw. She rushed over and took Grandma Mao's hand: "Old sister, I want to terminate the engagement between my granddaughter and your grandson."

Grandma Mao didn't react for a moment. When she saw Chen Ziyi, her heart almost stopped beating: "Why are you here? Aren't you dead?"

When the two were engaged, Grandma Mao saw Chen Ziyi's photo, and the Taoist priest personally told her that the girl in the photo had passed away.

Mother Chen gave her mother-in-law a fierce look: "Auntie, my daughter is not dead. My mother-in-law, a bastard, lied to you in order to defraud you of the reward you gave her."

Grandma Mao was stunned by the sudden truth. Looking at Ziyi, who was about the same age as her grandson, she was in a dilemma.

Logically speaking, she should break off the engagement. After all, being tied to a yin marriage would damage the girl's yang energy. If she continued, she would be sorry for the girl in front of her.

But she thought of her poor grandson who went to the cold underworld before getting married. In the end, she decided to put her grandson first.

She looked at Chen Ziyi guiltily: "Girl, I'm sorry, the engagement has already been formed, and I don't want to disturb my grandson's life. Otherwise, I will give you more money, and you can ask for something to suppress evil and wear it by your side."

The situation reached a deadlock. Su Yan walked up to Grandma Mao and said, "Your grandson's name is Mingli. You and your deceased wife got his name together. By doing this, wouldn't you be living up to your expectations of him?"

Grandma Mao didn't delve into why Su Yan knew her grandson's name. She smiled bitterly: "Everyone has already gone, so what are your expectations? Little girl, I know you want to help them, but I won't change my mind. Please leave."

Su Yan stopped her from closing the door: "Grandma Mao, you did this without consulting your grandson. Maybe he doesn't want to get married in secret."

"Before the ceremony was completed, the Taoist priest who handled the matter sent a letter to the underworld. At that time, it was written on the paper that he agreed."

Su Yan waved to the outside: "Agree? Can you believe a Taoist priest who turns living people into dead people in order to make money?"

There are basically no problems in getting married between two Yin spirits, but it is not so smooth between the living and the dead.

When your grandson learned that he was going to get married in secret, he was reluctant in every possible way, and even had the idea of ​​asking you for a dream.

In order to get paid, that bad Taoist forcibly changed your grandson's will and made him complete the necessary rituals like a puppet.

He became irritable, ruthless, and fickle in Zi Yi's dream. Is this the change you want to see? "

Grandma Mao staggered. She couldn't believe that her actions had hurt her grandson: "You, everything you said is true."

Su Yan injected spiritual power into Mao Mingli's soul: "Your grandson is right in front of you. You can ask him in person, but you only have half a stick of incense."

Grandma Mao rubbed her eyes, and her grandson appeared one step away from her. She wanted to rush up and hug him, but she saw her grandson take a step back.

Mao Mingli suppressed the tears that were about to fall: "Grandma, there is a gap between yin and yang. You are weak, so don't get too close to me.

Grandma, I have passed away. Don’t risk the lives of innocent people for me. Her family must love her as much as you do. "

Grandma Mao kept nodding her head: "My dear grandma, grandma knows that I will give the token to the master in a moment so that she can untie the bond between you."

While the grandfather and grandson were reminiscing about old times, Su Yan had informed the AAA Paranormal Investigation Office that such a Taoist priest with evil intentions could not be allowed to harm the human world again.

The incense lit in the yard was about to burn out. Even though he knew that the Chen family could not see it, Mao Mingli bowed deeply to them: "I'm sorry."

He looked at his grandma with tears on her face again: "Grandma, I'm leaving. You need to take care of yourself."

After her grandson left, Grandma Mao took out two treasured paper dolls with red threads hanging on them: "Master, these were given to me by the Taoist priest and asked me to keep them well."

Su Yan placed a talisman between the red lines, and the doll was instantly ignited by fire. At the same time, the candle next to the Taoist priest suddenly went out.

Looking at the burned doll, Huang Xiurong finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Su Yan flatteringly: "Master, the matter has been resolved. It's none of my business."

Su Yan nodded to her, and she patted her chest happily: "That's good, that's good."

Father Chen walked up to her and knelt on the ground: "Mom, this is the last time I call you. Since you look down on me so much, from today on you will pretend that you never gave birth to my son.

Anyway, everyone in the village knows about the bad things you did, and they can understand what I did.

Don't worry, for the sake of giving birth, I will still carry your coffin after you die. "

Chen's father was completely disappointed with his mother. He always knew that his mother didn't like his family, but he didn't expect that his mother would risk her daughter's life and death for the sake of his eldest brother's family.

Huang Xiurong's eyes flashed with confusion. She didn't expect her son, who had always been very filial, to be like this, but she was not afraid. She had taken care of her eldest son for so many years, so they would definitely take care of her.

Besides, that damn girl Chen Ziyi had a secret marriage and must have a bad aura about her, so she didn't want to associate with his family.

[The perfect ending, Grandma Mao is really good at doing bad things. 】

[There are always people who like to arrange ghost marriages for single people after death, but they have never been asked for their opinions. Maybe they don’t want to do this either. 】

[As soon as I saw the bad old lady, she thought that she still has a son. Has she forgotten that her good son disowned her as his mother when things started? I think she will be doomed for the rest of her life. 】

Netizens guessed right. Her eldest son, who knew about the incident, refused to let her in. She wanted to find her younger son, but the younger son, who was always talkative, wouldn't even open the door.

Huang Xiurong had no choice but to return to the small house where he was married, and his life plummeted.

Taoist Qingshan looked at the extinguished candles with a serious expression on his face. He knew that the country had an organization specializing in dealing with cultivators. In order not to be caught, he simply packed up his things and wanted to leave here.

As soon as he reached the train station, he was taken away by the staff of the investigation office who had ambushed him.

After handling this matter, Su Yan thought of the coffin she met just now: "Ziyi, can the two of us stay here overnight?"

The Chen family welcomed this lifesaver and happily went back to tidy up the room.