Metaphysics crazily criticizes big boss, shocking the country by marrying a vegetative person

"No need for divorce."

Nan Yiran's voice was not loud, but it made Guoguo's mother's tense nerves instantly relax, and she covered her face and began to cry.

She was unwilling to leave her husband unless she had to. He had done nothing wrong.

She just wants her family to be reunited and stay together forever, so what's wrong with that.

Nan Yilan took a look at Guoguo's mother's couple's palace. There were no signs of decay or cracks. Instead, there was a hint of ruddy color, indicating that the couple's relationship was indeed good and would not reach the point of divorce.

"Then, God Ran, what should I do?" Guoguo's mother looked at Nan Yira with hope in her red eyes.

This is her last hope.

"Many things in this world are completely complicated by ourselves. It is better to make your son's matter public than to hide it. It is better to face it openly.

You and your husband can tell your father-in-law and mother-in-law directly about this matter, then go to the ancestral graves to offer incense and tell your ancestors about the child.

You can send me your address privately, and I will send you a charm that will be placed on your son's body for forty-nine days.

With this talisman by his side, his grandparents will be unable to approach him, and the yin energy he had previously been contaminated with will dissipate on its own. "

Guoguo's mother was stunned. She didn't expect that the matter would be solved so easily.

Yes, I sometimes think too much about others. I am afraid that I will hurt my husband’s face, and I am afraid that my father-in-law and mother-in-law will not accept it, so I keep hiding it, and I slowly get to where I am today.

If it had been disclosed honestly from the beginning, none of this would have happened.

After thinking about this, the worry on Guoguo's mother's face disappeared: "Okay, Ran Shen, I listen to you."

After Guoguo's mother transferred the talisman money, Nan Yiran hung up the connection.

At this time, the number of people online in the live broadcast room has reached 50.

"Okay, I'm going to put a hundred talismans on the car now. If you don't grab it, it just means that your life is going smoothly now and you don't need these talismans."

【God Ran can comfort people. 】

[Thank you, I was comforted. 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuachnunculus, I have never succeeded in robbing anything since I was a child. What should I do? 】

[It’s time to show off your skills. 】

Nan Yiran just put the talisman on the car, and it was all gone in a second.

There was a cry in the live broadcast room.

[God Ran, please give me more, you can’t get it at all. 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah! I got it! I got it! I got it! 】

[Don’t be complacent upstairs, didn’t you read what Ran Shen said? If you grab it, it means you are going to encounter big problems in your life. 】

[Tsk, if you can’t eat the grapes, you say the grapes are sour. 】

[The blood of thousands of people is written in this book, asking God Ran for a hundred thousand talismans. 】

[Blood Book +1]

【Blood Book+】

[Blood letter + ID number]

......

"Being devoted to good deeds is the best talisman. If you accumulate good deeds every day, your merits will be with you, and all evil will disappear, you will be your best protector." Nan Yiran said.

[Listening to God Ran’s words, I must do good deeds, but I still want the talisman drawn by God Ran. I bought it, framed it, and hung it in my room. I kowtow every day and ask for God’s protection. 】

[I want to put the talisman behind Ran Shen’s photo and enjoy it every day. 】

[, I didn’t get it, I just want to know when the next wave will be released. 】

Nan Yira continues to connect with the next fortune teller.

A man named "I carry the corpse at the funeral home" appeared in front of everyone.

He was in his 30s, very thin, with a sallow face and messy hair. He was wearing a washed-out dark red T-shirt with a high collar. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone to transfer money, with a look of panic in his eyes.

"God Ran, help me, I'm going to be killed by a ghost!"

【This name is very personal. 】

[It’s not surprising to be chased after carrying it for a long time. 】

[I also want to try this job. I don’t care about the five-digit salary. I just want to pursue excitement. 】

......

Netizens in the live broadcast room joked.

Netizens have watched many strange events in Ran Shen's live broadcast room, and their psychological endurance has also been greatly improved. Now when they hear that they are being chased by ghosts, they all express their calmness.

Nan Yiran looked at the man: "Don't reach out for ill-gotten gains. If you reach out, you will be punished."

"I'm carrying the corpse at the funeral parlor." I was stunned when I heard it.

Nan Yiran continued: "You were born in a rural area. You dropped out of school at the age of 15 and went out to work. You worked as a mason, security guard, and cleaner. Last month, your fellow villagers introduced you to work in a funeral parlor.

Originally, a month's salary in a funeral home was not low, and there would be no problem if you worked hard, but people are too greedy, especially things they shouldn't be greedy for. "

"I'm carrying the body in the funeral home." Hearing this, he became anxious and said, "Shen Ran, my mother is sick, but I don't have money to treat her, so I...save me, I swear I won't dare to do it again next time. "

"You are greedy for money and full of lies. You are really hopeless. Your mother died of illness when you were 20 years old!" Nan Yiran said with a hint of anger in her voice.

Seeing that his lie was exposed, "I was carrying the corpse at the funeral parlor", he looked embarrassed, but he was still looking for ways to save his face:

"His family is so rich, and a pair of gold earrings are buried in an urn. The dead person can't use them. Isn't this a waste? I took them out to make the best use of them. It can be regarded as robbing the rich and giving to the poor."

"Only a pair of gold earrings?" Nan Yiran smiled coldly. If it weren't for Fu Lu's KPI, she wouldn't bother to care about such a shameless person.

It wouldn't make sense if I didn't take a few more ghosts back with me after I walked through the underworld.

"Also, a gold chain, a pair of gold bracelets..." "I'm carrying the body in the funeral parlor" the voice became weaker and weaker.

"The victim died in a car accident the night before the wedding. The fiancé was grieving and buried the three gold coins he prepared for the wedding with him. How dare you take this? If others don't look for you, who will they look for?

Nothing happened to the things you took before, because the owner didn't care much about these external things and just let you go. After walking along the river for a long time, your shoes will never get wet. "

"God Ran, please save me. Whenever I fall asleep now, I will dream of that woman wearing a white wedding dress, her face covered with blood, asking for her things from me.

It was just a dream before, but last night when I was on duty, I went to the morgue to patrol, and I saw her standing in the corner and rushing toward me. I fainted with fright. When I woke up, I saw pinch marks on my neck. "

"I was carrying the body at the funeral parlor." When he opened his collar, the purple traces were very obvious.

[Damn it, he really works in a funeral parlor. I thought he just chose the name randomly for fun. 】

[If you dare to steal something from a dead person, you deserve to be found. 】

[This kind of person, don’t pester him. 】

[Brother, you are awesome. You dare to take things from dead people. Brother, I admire you. I admire you. 】

[Brother, just change your name to me and steal things from the funeral parlor. 】

[Why didn't you strangle him to death? 】

"You should return the things to the owner now, and I will send someone to deal with it later." Nan Yiran was too lazy to talk to him anymore.

"I'm carrying the corpse at the funeral parlor" but he hesitated: "I, I've sold all those things."

"You just go buy it again."

"Yes, but I sell it at a low price." "I carry the corpse in the funeral parlor" was a bit anxious.

Because it was stolen, he was afraid of being discovered and did not dare to keep it for a long time. Others would sell it at any price.

"You have to figure this out for yourself. Whether it costs you money or your life, you decide for yourself. If my people come to your funeral home and you haven't returned the things to the victim, then we can't help you. Just ask for your blessings. "

"Okay, okay, I'll find a way, I'll find a way."

No matter how much money you have, you will not be able to spend your life. "I am carrying the corpse in the funeral parlor" still knows this truth.

Nan Yiran hung up the connection without saying anything else. Her "I'm carrying the corpse in the funeral home" look told her that the matter would not be solved so easily, but this was also a training opportunity for Fu Lu.

"Dear netizens, I have something to do today and I will broadcast a few hexagrams for now. See you next time during the live broadcast."

Nan Yiran turned off the live broadcast, turned to Fu Lu and said:

"Go to the funeral parlor, watch him return the things, and send the wandering soul back to the underworld."

"Sister-in-law, should I go alone?" Fu Lu's heart was beating like thunder.