Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

The Qiu family's mansion is located in the southern suburbs of Mid-Levels. The great-grandfather of the Qiu family specially invited a famous Fengshui master to explore for half a year before selecting an excellent Fengshui treasure to lay the foundation of the ancestral house. It has been in use for more than [-] years.

That afternoon, the second young master "Qiu Luo" was carried back by the bodyguards in a half-conscious state. His face was pale and out of his wits, which really scared the whole family.

The strange thing was that almost all the doctors said that there was nothing wrong with the second young master's body, but his mental state was extremely poor. He kept talking about the black cat, as if his soul had been absorbed by some monster.

The old man and wife of the Qiu family got the news, and those who traveled all the way had to fly back from other places immediately. Including Qiu Lin, the whole family stayed in the second young master's room, their faces full of solemnity, and the servants were busy in and out, not daring to breathe One sip, the atmosphere is very tense and depressing.

Jia Zhujue had already woken up, leaning weakly on the head of the bed, surrounded by his parents and elder brother.

Sitting in front of him was a middle-aged Taoist priest in a dark blue gown, with a Chinese character face, a three-stroke beard, and a mahogany hairpin in a bun on his head. He was followed by a little Taoist boy, holding a dust whisk in his hand.

"...That's the way it is, there must be something wrong with the cat!"

Jia Zhujue recounted the matter about the black cat, accusing it of almost killing him three times, and emphasizing the strange thing about the black cat scaring away the lion at the Lin family's junior high school.

He was careful to maintain a sick and weak appearance, and he would gasp weakly after speaking three sentences, coupled with his pale as paper face, it made his parents feel bad.

The master of the Qiu family only got Qiu Luo when he was 50 years old. Now he is over 70 years old. He has always believed in Fengshui and metaphysics. His favorite youngest son suffered several accidents for no reason. After seeing the evil, he immediately ordered people to travel thousands of miles to Zhixuanguan, and invited the master of metaphysics——Daoist Yuanchen.

Qiu's mother looked at him worriedly: "Master Dao, what happened to my son? What happened to the black cat he was talking about?"

Housekeeper Fu handed over a photo of Lin Jinran and the black cat he was holding.

Taoist Priest Yuanchen looked at Jia Zhujue's palm reading, and then carefully looked at the black cat in the photo. When he saw the red string and gold beads hanging around the cat's neck, he showed a little surprise.

He stroked his beard, glanced at the sickly Jia Zhujue, and said surprisingly when he opened his mouth: "If Pindao is not mistaken, Master Luo's fate is exactly the same as that of this black cat."

Everyone was shocked, Qiu Lin frowned, not quite believing it.

And the wrinkles on the face of Master Qiu, who was over seventy years old, became tense: "Can the Taoist make it clearer?"

The Taoist priest pointed to the photo and said: "The beads on the cat's neck are rare spirit-gathering beads. At best, they can gather spiritual energy and luck. At worst, they can even take others' by force. They can activate the spirit-gathering beads. , definitely not an ordinary black cat."

The Taoist priest paused for a moment, then said lightly: "From Master Luo's description, even, maybe it's not a cat at all."

Qiu's mother turned pale with fright, and her voice trembled: "Isn't it a cat? Could it be... that the cat has become a spirit?"

Daoist Yuan Chen shook his head: "I didn't say that, it was just a wild guess, madam, don't take it to heart."

Having said that, Qiu's mother became even more afraid.

Daoist Yuan Chen smiled at Jia Zhujue with a deep meaning: "The secret must not be revealed, in short, you and this black cat, there can only be one in this world, otherwise we will continue to clash until one of them disappears. "

Jia Zhujue was terrified by the Taoist's stare. He had a vague feeling that the other party must have seen something, but for some reason, he didn't understand it, and instead misled everyone.

Master Qiu turned pale with fright, his body shook, his blood surged all of a sudden, and he almost had high blood pressure: "No matter whose cat it is, find it quickly, it's just a beast, Xiao Luo's safety is not as important as it is!"

"Don't worry, father, I will arrange it. You are not in good health and can't stand the stimulation, so don't worry about it." Qiu Lin sighed, and quickly asked the servant to help the old man back to the room to rest.

Qiu Lin sent the Taoist priest away, and let people watch his younger brother take a good rest. When he returned to the study, there was a simple investigation about Lin Jinran and the black cat on the desk.

The butler said, "Eldest young master, what do you think of that Taoist's words? The master, wife and the second young master seem to believe it deeply."

Qiu Lin frowned and shook her head: "I never believe in these illusory things, I would rather believe that people with ulterior motives are deliberately playing tricks, or pretending to be ghosts."

The housekeeper asked: "Are you suspicious of Mr. Lin? But the Lin family is planning to marry our Qiu family."

Qiu Lin said coldly: "Lin Jinran is not a good person. Before his father died, he emptied his rights. As soon as he came to power, he drove away all his brothers and sisters. It is said that he even drove his younger brother to Africa. His coldness and scheming, Xiao Luo is so innocent, wouldn't it be a disadvantage to be with him?"

"If what the Taoist said is true, Lin Jinran has such a cat that can steal other people's luck by his side, and let it get close to Xiao Luo, what's on his mind??"

"What's more, he's still blind!"

The more Qiu Lin thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong: "It seems that we have to find a way to cancel the marriage of the Lin family."

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Daoist Yuanchen declined the Qiu family's offer to send him back to the Taoist temple, and walked leisurely on the mountain road with Xiaodaotong.

Daotong tugged at the corner of Daoist Priest's clothes, and asked suspiciously: "Master, I think that Young Master Luo's soul seems strange, why didn't you say it just now?"

Daoist Yuanchen laughed: "Silly boy, if we solve everything at once, won't we celestial masters soon have nothing to eat? When they can't solve it, they will come to us again."

Dao Tong: "Then why do you want to hide the matter of the soul for him?"

Taoist Yuanchen gave a strange smile that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic: "The Juling Orb belongs to Brother Yichan. Since he helped the black cat, I just want to protect this young master Luo. A foreign soul fights with the natives , don't you find it interesting?"

He wants to see who is the real son of luck.

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At the same time, Lin Jinran and Qiu Luo were staring at each other on the big bed in the bedroom of Lin's Manor.

Qiu Luo rubbed her cheeks, complaining in a low voice that Lin Jinran's hands were too heavy, and his face turned red.

Suddenly, he realized something, and shook his hand in front of the opponent's eyes, and then shook again - Lin Jinran grabbed the wrist precisely!

Qiu Luo's eyes widened suddenly: "Can you see me?" Isn't this guy blind?

Lin Jinran pressed his back against the head of the bed, his whole body was tense, and his eyes were fixed on him, not for a moment, for fear that in the blink of an eye, he would lose sight of anything.

For a moment, he spoke in a low voice, and nodded very slowly: "I... can only see you."

Qiu Luo was a little unexpected, full of doubts, and didn't realize how much strength Lin Jinran had used until his wrist felt a pain, and his wrist had fingerprints.

"I'm sorry." Lin Jinran let go of his hand slightly, rubbed his fingertips on the red spot, put it on his lips and blew gently, his eyes were still glued to the young man.

Qiu Luo pulled back from itching, pulled the quilt with one hand, and wrapped her naked upper body. I knew that he even wore pajamas just now.

Lin Jinran watched his movements with a delicate expression: "When you were a cat, you didn't wear clothes."

Qiu Luo said confidently: "Then how can it be the same? Cats have hair!"

A smile floated on Lin Jinran's lips: "What's your name?"

Qiu Luo paused and raised her eyebrows: "You don't remember me?"

Lin Jinran asked sensitively: "Have we met?" He felt a little familiar when he saw Qiu Luo for the first time, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

A few years ago, when Mr. Lin was still in power, Qiu Luo attended a dinner held by the Lin family with his family. At that time, the two families intended to get married, so he specially watched several of the Lin family's peers one by one.

At that time, Lin Jinran stayed silently in the corner alone, not talking to anyone, very withdrawn, Qiu Luo still had some impressions, but he didn't expect this guy to be so good, he didn't notice himself at all!

Qiu Luo immediately made a note of him in his heart angrily, blind and forgetful!

Lin Jinran moved closer to him, and asked earnestly, "What's your name?"

Qiu Luo paused at the words and blinked: "Aqiu."

Lin Jinran chewed the name repeatedly on the tip of his tongue, as if thinking of something: "Are you related to the Qiu family?"

Qiu Luo waited expectantly for the other party to think of herself.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jinran's brain was wide open, and he made up a bloody drama in his own brain: "I didn't expect the Qiu family to hide an illegitimate child who is different from ordinary people. No wonder you never let outsiders know of your existence."

Qiu Luo almost choked on her own saliva, and said dumbfoundingly: "How about my fiancé's family?"

Lin Jinran was taken aback for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he explained: "That's the old man's arrangement, I... don't have to marry Qiu Luo."

Qiu Luo, who was weighing whether to tell the truth about his identity, was suddenly rejected by his "fiancé", and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Perhaps for Lin Jinran, what a political marriage that is beneficial to the family business really needs is an identity.

As for whether the target is him or the book wearer, it doesn't really matter.

Lin Jinran has been sizing up the young man carefully, not letting go of any slight expression. Seeing that he is depressed at this moment, he can't help but reach out and want to touch the top of his head.

Suddenly a servant knocked on the door: "Sir, are you up? It's time to drink your medicine."

Qiu Luo threw herself into the bed immediately: "Don't let people see me!"

Lin Jinran saw that his expression was extremely strange, and his face was flushed faintly. He twitched his brows, and reached out to grope under the quilt for a moment, and as expected, he touched a fluffy cat's tail.

Lin Jinran pursed his lips subtly, and then heard a few fierce threats from under the quilt: "Don't touch!"

"Do not laugh!"

"Bite you!"