I rely on fortune-telling to conquer wealthy families

When Dong Xiuhua heard his words, she paused slightly.

Meng Jianmin's eyes flashed with ecstasy, and he continued to soften his voice, "Xiuhua, I really love you. Even though you are no longer alive, I still can't let you go..."

He whispered, and slowly touched his neck with one hand, holding the pendant, "...So, you die again! - Ah!"

He was about to throw the pendant out, but the black hammer fell heavily, and his shoulder was hit hard again. Meng Jianmin flew out and hit the wall hard.

Dong Xiuhua approached him step by step, "Meng Jianmin, after all, we have been facing each other day and night for more than three years. I know you better. When you said those words just now, did you feel that you were bearing the humiliation and enduring the hardship? Haha."

Meng Jianmin squirmed on the ground and reluctantly raised his face, "Xiu, Xiuhua, listen to me..."

Dong Xiuhua smiled strangely at him, "Okay, you go ahead and I'll listen."

Meng Jianmin: "I, I...ah——! No——!!!"

Dong Xiuhua hit his foot with a hammer, smashing one of his feet into pulp.

Meng Jianmin was in pain like a dead fish. He could only twitch and wallow helplessly, making a gasping sound in his throat.

He couldn't pretend anymore and looked at Dong Xiuhua bitterly, "We have been facing each other day and night for three years... Hehe, I have wanted to kill you every day for the past three years!"

Dong Xiuhua looked at him quietly.

Meng Jianmin struggled on the ground like crazy, "You all look down on me! I want to marry you, but your father actually said that I would marry you? Haha, you treat me like a dog and treat me like a dog. I have to make you happy every day. I am just teasing you like a fool... Your dad is so rich, yet he still wants me to go out to work! He looks down on me at all!"

Dong Xiuhua raised the corners of her lips, "You finally told the truth? Meng Jianmin, I really look down on you. A tiger can't eat its seeds, you're not even a human being!"

Meng Jianmin said bitterly: "Who knows if that little bastard is my seed!"

Dong Xiuhua was stunned and suddenly said cheerfully: "Yes, you are right. Xiaofu is my son and has nothing to do with you."

She raised the hammer again.

A child's laughter rang out in the room. The kid didn't know when he crawled to Meng Jianmin's side and showed a weird smile to him, with his sharp teeth still stained with flesh and blood.

Meng Jianmin winced, "No, you can't..."

The heavy fog lifted, and screams rang out in the house, but not a single shriek could be heard outside.

Dong Xiuhua waved his hammer expressionlessly, starting from his feet and beating Meng Jianmin into a pulp bit by bit.

His feet, calves, knees, lower abdomen, chest... Meng Jianmin's feet, calves, knees, lower abdomen, chest... Meng Jianmin seemed to have been flattened by an iron, and was spread flatly on the ground, leaving only a three-dimensional head.

The scary thing is that he is still alive, looking at the two people who should be the closest people in the world with painful and fearful eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't because his vocal cords were smashed along with his neck.

Dong Xiuhua and Xiao Fu stood beside him. It was clear that they were facing such a bloody and terrifying scene, but their resentment was gradually dissipating.

The female ghost raised her hammer, pointed it at the head, and said her last words, "Beasts deserve to go to hell!"

Meng Jianmin's eyes widened in horror, and his hammer fell... He turned into a flesh painting stuck to the ground.

In the car, everyone gathered around the Yin Yang Mirror and watched the entire process of Dong Xiuhua's revenge.

Youzi sighed, "I will never eat meat pie again."

Everyone: "..."

Shang Qing couldn't bear it and slapped him, "Shut up!"

A siren sounded outside, and Little Flathead got in, "Master Shang, people from this city's police department are here."

Shang Qing: "Go find the body in the septic tank. The murderer is still unconscious, so let them take it away directly."

The little flat head simply nodded and backed out.

The temperature in the car began to drop, and everyone turned around. Sure enough, the mother and son were back.

Dong Xiuhua hugged her son, her resentment gone. She bent down and bowed, "Thank you masters for helping me take revenge."

Shang Qing helped her up, "Don't be too busy thanking me, we have something to ask you for help." He took four porcelain bowls, "Do you recognize the resentment on them?"

Dong Xiuhua took a look, and suddenly her face changed drastically. She took three steps back holding the child, "What a heavy resentment!"

Cao Muxing was stunned and asked: "Isn't this your resentment?"

Dong Xiuhua shook his head, "No, and I have never seen such resentment before."

Cao Muxing and Liu Fu were both puzzled, but Shang Qing frowned deeply, "This matter is not simple... Let's go to Meng Jianmin's house to have a look."

Meng Jianmin experienced a tragic death in the illusion. After the illusion ended, he was still in a coma and was taken away by the police.

Shang Qing and others obtained the police's consent and entered his so-called studio.

Several wooden shelves in the room fell to the ground, and many porcelain bowls were smashed. You Ziming studied for a moment in front of the pile of fragments and curled his lips, "His bowls are all crooked. Can you make money with this craft?"

Dong Xiuhua followed them, "He really has no talent, and the porcelain he makes is very ugly. My dad sees this and doesn't want him to do this."

Shang Qing whispered: "The important point of that bowl is not the shape, but the color. The glaze color is wrong..." As he said that, he found the place where Meng Jianmin colored the porcelain. The blue dye was randomly knocked over on the ground and splashed into a line. water pattern.

Shang Qing turned his head slightly and said something to the side.

A ray of Yin Qi appeared out of thin air and hit the paint.

Strong resentment soared into the sky, and the blue paint was stained with blood red.

Shang Qing had sharp eyes and quick hands. He sealed his resentment with a paper charm and frowned, "There is indeed something wrong with the paint. Where did he buy the paint?"

Dong Xiuhua whispered: "I bought it from Mengjia Village. Every once in a while, someone from Mengjia Village sends him fuel."

Shang Qing: "Who is sending it? Where is Mengjiacun?"

Dong Xiuhua: "There are several people taking turns to send them off, and I don't even know them. Mengjia Village is to the west of Dongjia Village, and you have to climb a mountain. I have never been there, and there is no communication between their village and other villages. However, I often see people from outside the village going there. They are all here for tourism, Mengjia Village is deep in the mountains, and there is a lake that is quite beautiful."

Liu Fu said: "Do you want to go? I have experience in entering this kind of village. We'd better find a local to lead the way."

Shang Qing thought for a moment and said, "It's getting late today. Let's rest first and find a way to get in tomorrow."

It was not easy for them to disturb the villagers at this time, so they could only spend one night in the car. Fortunately, Xiao Pingtou and the others drove a spacious SUV, which they could fit in even if they tried hard.

After a long day of exhaustion, everyone leaned over and fell asleep.

Shang Qing sent Dong Xiuhua and Xiao Gui away with a rebirth talisman. Just as he was about to find an open space to spend the night, he found himself floating.

The sudden weightlessness startled him, and when he realized what he was doing, he was speechless, "What are you doing?"

Fu Lian knew it but smiled and said nothing.

How could he let his children sleep in the car with a bunch of stinky men? The Ghost King carried the person outside, used Yin Qi to make a hammock on two thick poplar trees, and put the person on it.

The summer breeze blew through the leaves of the poplar trees, making a rustling sound.

Shang Qing lay on his back in the Yin Qi hammock, and could see the bright stars in the sky through the leaves. The yin energy brings a slight coolness through the clothes, which is comfortable and leisurely.

Suddenly, the starry sky above shook. Shang Qing was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that it was not the stars that were shaking, but the hammock beneath him.

Fu Lianzhi rocked the hammock, came close to his ear, and laughed softly: "Do you need a lullaby?"

Shang Qing unconsciously revealed his two dimples, "Get out of here."

Then slowly close your eyes and have a good night's sleep.

And not far from here, someone was going through a brutal chase.

Things have to start from the beginning.

Song Pingping is a kindergarten teacher. During the holiday last month, she went home to visit her grandma. After listening to the old man talking about it, she realized that her grandma was not a local, but from Mengjia Village, Yangjia City. The old man's parents died when he was young. When he grew up, he married his grandfather who was an educated youth in the countryside. Later, he followed his grandfather to the city. After several moves, he settled down and raised children, and he never went back again.

However, as she gets older, the old lady gradually starts to feel homesick. Unfortunately, she is not in good health now and may not be able to go back.

Song Pingping didn't want her grandma to regret her life, so she quickly patted her chest and said, "I can go, and I'll take some photos for you to see."

In this way, she took her annual leave and came to Yangjia City. On the way, we also went to the most famous Rugui Temple in Yangjia. Unexpectedly, I couldn’t climb the mountain halfway up the mountain. I could only share the snacks to reduce the burden, and even came back with a different talisman.

After returning from Rugui Temple, Song Pingping searched for several days before she found the way to Mengjia Village. It was said that this village rarely had contact with other people. In the end, she took a ride from a kind-hearted food delivery man and finally set foot on the boundary of Mengjia Village.

After entering the village, she asked the villagers she met, "Do you know Lin Rulan?"

I heard a kind voice say: "Eh? Is Lan Lan back?"

Song Pingping turned around and found a short, fat old lady. She took a step forward, took her hand and looked at her carefully, "Well, those facial features are exactly the same as Lan Lan's. Who are you like her?"

Song Pingping: "I am her granddaughter, who are you?"

Old lady: "My mother-in-law calls me Rumei. I used to have the best relationship with Lanlan."

Song Pingping was pleasantly surprised, "Ru Mei? You are my great-aunt. Grandma often talks about you and says that she used to go up the mountain with you to catch pigweed."

The old lady smiled, "She has a conscience." She took Song Pingping to her home, poured water, and asked with concern: "Why did you come back by yourself? Do your family members know?"

Song Pingping said cheerfully: "It's okay, I often travel alone. And I told my family that I still have the location on my phone, so nothing will happen."

The old lady nodded, "That's good. Girls should pay attention to safety outside."

The two chatted for a while, and then Song Pingping went out for a walk and took some photos. She found that the village did not look very poor. Many families had newly built houses and cars.

Grandma should be very happy to see this scene. Thinking like this, she turned around and saw a female mental patient.

The woman was disheveled, but she wore a shabby coat on the upper body in the hot weather. Her lower body was naked and she had no shoes on. She was dirty all over, and she kept muttering something.

Song Pingping sighed, took out a packet of milk and a piece of bread from her bag, put them on the ground, and walked away slowly. She walked away and turned around, and found that the woman was holding a piece of bread and devouring it, but her eyes were still staring in her direction.

That night, Song Pingping slept at her aunt's house, thinking that she would go back tomorrow, but suddenly she smelled a burning smell.

She got up to look for the source, and went outside the house. She found the female patient squatting at the door of her house, holding a lighter that she picked up from nowhere, and was messing around with it.

Song Pingping was startled. It would be no joke if the house was set on fire. She quickly said: "Don't light it. Put down the lighter quickly..."

The female patient was also startled, and she stood up and ran away.

Song Pingping hurriedly chased after him. Even though he was not wearing shoes, he was running very fast. She almost lost him. After finally chasing her to a certain place, the female patient stopped running. She squatted on the ground and played with a doll, lighting the doll's hair with a lighter.

Song Pingping breathed a sigh of relief, learned her lesson, and softened her tone and said, "Give me the lighter, and I'll give you some candy in exchange, okay?"

The female patient glanced at her, ignored her, and continued to play with the doll.

Song Pingping clicked her tongue, took a few steps closer, and suddenly froze.

The dim light of the lighter illuminated the doll's face, and she could see clearly what kind of doll it was... It was a shriveled baby corpse.