After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

Bai He is five years old this year. She is chubby and stands with her hands on her hips among a group of little girls.

"I'm telling you, don't mess with me. I've had my fortune read by a deity, who said I'll be rich and have a peaceful life."

"Tsk, the gods won't tell fortunes for fat guys!"

"That's right, ugly!"

Bai He was anxious: "You are talking nonsense, I am not ugly!"

However, Bai He was overwhelmed by the crowd attack.

I was so angry that I started crying loudly.

Suddenly, a breeze blew and a fairy flew down from the sky.

No kidding, it really flew down.

A group of children saw this scene and were so frightened that they stood there with their mouths open, unable to say anything.

The fairy was very beautiful, with a smile on her face.

"I am Bai He's patron saint. If anyone dares to bully her in the future, I will blame them for being rude! I will send ghosts into your house to catch you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a group of little girls burst into tears out of fear and ran to find their mothers.

Bai He was stunned.

"Fairy, you are so amazing!"

The fairy pursed her lips and pretended: "Of course, it doesn't matter who I am."

Bai He was filled with admiration and almost knelt down to worship the immortal.

The fairy supported her, pointed to a little girl in the crowd, and said, "Stay away from her."

Bai He was stunned. Isn’t that Fang Yueyue?

She asked confusedly, "Why, she's my best friend!"

The fairy immediately frowned and said, "Don't play with her, or you will never be able to eat delicious food again!"

Upon hearing this, Bai He immediately covered her mouth.

"Good good."

"By the way, fairy, what's your name?"

The fairy smiled.

"Angelica dahurica."

......

Fan Qingliu has been unlucky since he was a child, and everyone stays away from him, but fortunately, he has a patron saint.

The young teenager stared blankly at the window.

Yang Zilan walked in with some fruit.

"Qingliu, what are you looking at?"

Fan Qingliu came back to his senses and looked down at the table: "Reading a book."

Yang Zilan smiled and said, "That's right. The college entrance examination is coming soon. I have to study hard."

Fan Qingliu responded indifferently.

If his parents hadn't kept asking him to study, he wouldn't have been able to continue studying at all.

The content of the book was too simple for him, he got full marks in almost every subject, it was boring.

Seeing Fan Qingliu's expression, Yang Zilan quietly put the fruit on the table and went out.

As soon as the door closed, he looked up at the window again.

After a long while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he immediately lowered his head.

A clear female voice sounded.

"Poor bastard, where are you studying?"

"Ah."

"It's good to study. You didn't have the chance to study before."

Fan Qingliu was stunned, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who didn't look like a real person, and asked suspiciously.

"before?"

The woman choked: "Nothing, nothing, I'm just here to clean up your fate card."

Fan Qingliu nodded sullenly.

Why does this woman always say some inexplicable things, about the past, previous life, and all sorts of other things.

He doesn't understand.

The woman cleared away the negative energy in a short while, patted Fan Qingliu on the head, and said with a smile.

"You are much better behaved than before. Study hard."

Fan Qingliu was startled.

It's the past again.

He looked at the woman's gradually leaving back and shouted.

"Angelica dahurica."

The woman turned her head to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"You promised to take me around the world when I go to college. Does that still count?"

The breeze lifted Bai Zhi's hair, and she responded crisply.

"Count."

......

Baizhi met a boy of five or six years old in a small village.

The boy was being bullied by some hooligans from the same village and was pushed into the pond.

He was skinny and tiny, shivering in the pond.

The hooligans were still throwing stones at him, but the boy gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He is an orphan, without a father or a mother.

At this most embarrassing moment, a fairy-like woman appeared in front of him, drove away the gangsters and extended her hand to him.

The boy was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

So beautiful.

The woman pulled him out of the pond and asked softly.

"what's your name?"

The boy bit his lip, a little shy.

"Wang Ergou."

This is the name given by the people in the welfare home.

He felt a little ashamed.

The woman chuckled and the boy's face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

He stared at the woman with wide eyes, very stubborn.

The woman looked back at him and asked seriously.

"Will you come with me?"

The boy was stunned: "Go with you?"

"Yes."

The woman extended her hand again and smiled sweetly.

The boy nodded as if possessed by a mysterious force, feeling that he had met her before.

The woman took the boy's hand, walked out, and said with a smile.

"If you follow me, you have to change your name."

"Change your name? What's it?"

The woman looked down at him and spoke softly.

"Wang Ziyi."

......

After Wang Zhao died, Wang Ziyi was reincarnated much later and was much younger than before.

But at least I found him.

Bai Zhi took Wang Ziyi back to the yard of his home. Wang Ziyi looked up and saw that there were already a few people inside.

Bai Zhi pointed at those people and introduced them to him.

"Yang Wuyou, Chen Jinzi."

Wang Ziyi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Bai Zhi saw that he was a little shy, and was totally different from the powerful Master Wang Wu in his previous life.

She asked jokingly.

"Do you have a dream?"

"dream?"

"Well, what do you want to do in the future?"

You can't still want to be in the underworld, Baizhi won't allow that.

However, Wang Ziyi pursed his lips and spoke.

"police."

Bai Zhi was stunned: "What?"

Wang Ziyi raised his head and said seriously, "I want to be a policeman."

Bai Zhi's face froze. She could never have imagined that the dream of Wang Ziyi, a gangster boss, was to become a policeman.

If there had not been persecution from Wang Zhao and the Wang family in his previous life, would he have realized his dream?

Bai Zhi smiled gently and touched Wang Ziyi's head.

"Okay, then you have to study hard and become a police officer."

Wang Ziyi's eyes were firm: "I definitely will."

At this moment, a voice urged from the other side: "Azhi."

Bai Zhi looked up and saw Zhang Yingfeng standing in the light and shadow, calling her over.

The two of them sat under the gazebo, with vines of grapes climbing up next to them.

Zhang Yingfeng poured a cup of tea and asked softly.

"Lushan's mist, the kind on the tip, try it and see how it goes."

Bai Zhi picked up the teacup, took a sip, and sighed.

"very nice."

Zhang Yingfeng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Nowhere is good."

Bai Zhi took a deep breath of air.

"It's great." She looked at the sky full of light and shadows and sighed softly, "Everywhere is good."