Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

The person who came was the ex-wife of the domestic violence man.

She was wearing an orange dress, had messy hair, and the wounds on her body were still dripping with blood. She looked particularly creepy.

"It's really lively. This is the first time I've seen so many of our kind since I came out."

The evil spirit sat on the chair, with an attitude of superiority.

Jiang Ling just nodded slightly to the female ghost. It was faster than she had expected. What a coincidence. She would go to the underworld now.

"Master Jiang...Master Jiang, why can I see ghosts? It seems that mom and dad can't see anything?" Wang Mengmeng was a little overwhelmed. There were both Gu and ghosts. Was this still the world that believed in science?

"Being haunted by ghosts for a long time, you are already surrounded by negative energy and your body is weak. You can only see them temporarily. You should get more sun exposure in the future."

Jiang Ling took another look at the female ghost, who was hiding in the corner, and was obviously frightened by the evil spirit emitted by the evil ghost.

So, are the rules of survival the same in every world?

The law of the jungle: the strong prey on the weak.

Wang Zhenhai handed the photo to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling zoomed in to take a look.

What a coincidence, this person is his half-sister from the same father as him. It is not enough to absorb her luck, but he also absorbs other people's luck. How greedy he is.

"She is jealous of you. Everything that happened to you is related to her. Do you have a pen, cinnabar, and yellow paper?" Jiang Ling curled her lips.

"Yes, yes."

After consulting so many masters, he still found these things. Wang Zhenhai even forgot that he had servants at home and ran downstairs to look for them himself.

"Master Jiang, why is she jealous of me? She is prettier than me, her family is rich, she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and many boys like her. I can't understand why she treats me like this."

Wang Mengmeng frowned and glanced at the trash can, and the feeling of nausea surged into her heart again.

Jiang Ling said leisurely, "She is so outstanding, but doesn't the male god still like you? You have good grades and your artistic attainments are beyond words. Everything you have is what she envies. She found an ordinary man and taught him how to use the love Gu to be with you. Ah Yan is similar. In order to make you fall, she also changed your luck."

However, this Ah Yan is indeed a bit strange. It might be the work of the evil god. Can the evil god enter the underworld?

Jiang Ling curled her lips and smiled. This evil god's hands are a bit long.

"What does it mean to change luck?" Wang Mengmeng was puzzled.

"It's very simple. For example, if you are the reincarnation of the God of Luck, you will have a safe and smooth life and you can pick up money whenever you go out. And the other person is the reincarnation of the God of Unlucky, who will step on dog shit whenever he goes out. Then he can use the method of exchanging luck to transfer all your luck to him. Then you will start to have bad luck and keep becoming his tool to ward off disasters until one day he takes your life."

Wang Mengmeng was still digesting this knowledge when the female ghost exclaimed, "I didn't expect there was such a thing in the world. If I were still alive, I would never believe it."

"This kind of thing has existed for a long time. I have helped many people change their fortunes in the past." The evil ghost was complacent, as if changing other people's fortunes was something to be proud of.

Jiang Ling glanced at him silently.

The evil spirit, who had no idea that his good days were coming to an end, leaned back in his chair and said with a smile: "What are you going to do, little mystic? You're not going to draw another talisman, are you? To stop someone from changing their luck, you need to know their birth date and horoscope..."

"Are you so impatient to be reduced to ashes?" Jiang Ling rolled his eyes.

Wang Zhenhai happened to come over with something. He couldn't see the evil spirit and thought Jiang Ling was talking to him. He apologized tremblingly: "If you have any other requests, please let me know. I don't want to disappear into thin air."

"Hahahaha, humans are so ridiculous~" the evil ghost laughed.

Ah Yan couldn't help but laugh a few times.

The female ghost, who had just become a ghost, understood Wang Zhenhai very well.

Soon, Jiang Ling picked up the brush and started painting.

The evil spirit who had been exposed to metaphysics in his lifetime floated over to take a look.

Wang Mengmeng hugged her mother and didn't dare to say a word. She felt that this evil ghost was the most powerful one here. It seemed that he not only knew a lot but also seemed to be unafraid of Master Jiang. What if Master Jiang couldn't defeat this evil ghost?

He even watched Master Jiang draw the talisman openly! Can a talisman that is watched by a ghost be used?

Soon, the two talismans were finished, and the evil spirit floated in the air and laughed: "What the hell is this you drew? Are you a liar?"

Jiang Ling handed the talisman to Wang Zhenhai, and Wang Zhenhai took it with both hands.

"These two are my homemade backlash talismans. You and your daughter should carry them with you at all times. Cutting off their luck directly would be too easy for them. I am not a decent person. I will take revenge if I have any grudges."

Wang Zhenhai nodded and took the talisman.

"You made your own talisman to fool these ignorant fools..."

Before the evil ghost could finish his words, Jiang Ling calmly reached out and grabbed his neck, pressing down hard. The evil ghost's neck broke and his head was separated.

Wang Zhenhai happened to be walking in front, and he felt a gust of cold wind blowing past. He was so scared that he didn't dare to look back. Both of his legs were shaking. According to his observation just now, his daughter seemed to be able to see something.

He stammered, "My dear daughter, did something happen just now?"

A tear fell from Wang Mengmeng's cheek. She hugged her mother's arm tightly, her lips trembling: "Master Jiang... Master Jiang broke off a ghost's head..."

After hearing what his daughter said, Wang Zhenhai was so frightened that he couldn't stand up straight. He knelt on the ground, gasping for breath and trying to calm down.

Seeing that she was still holding the talisman, she felt inexplicably relieved and rolled over to give one to her daughter: "Hurry, take it, and carry it with you all the time."

The family of three snuggled together.

Soon, the evil ghost returned to its original form again: "What on earth are you? Mystic masters need to use magic tools to kill ghosts. It is impossible for humans to touch ghosts directly."

Jiang Ling glanced at the gathered ghosts and asked coldly, "Are there any extra beds?"

"Bed? Room?" Wang Zhenhai bravely stuffed the anti-attack talisman that originally belonged to him into his wife's hands.

He didn't know what the talisman was used for. He only knew that there were many ghosts in the space that he couldn't see, and the talisman should be able to protect his wife.

"As long as there is a bed, it will be fine. I need to put my body there. You won't touch my body, right?" Jiang Ling tilted her head, holding the evil ghost in one hand and Ah Yan in the other.

Wang Zhenhai quickly realized that the master might be tired and needed to rest, so he hurriedly ordered the servants to arrange a superior guest room.

"Body? What are you going to do?" The evil ghost still looked fearless. Although the girl could touch him, she had never killed him, so she must not be that powerful.

"I'll take you to the underworld to play."

All the people and ghosts on the scene were shocked. Going to the underworld to play?

The female ghost knew that Jiang Ling was going to open the Ghost Gate, but she didn’t say that she wanted to go too. Isn’t she a living person?

Can living people go to the underworld?

"How dare you! You took us to the underworld. I have been teasing you all this time. Do you really think I am a wandering ghost? I am a fierce ghost. It is easy for me to do anything to you. Don't think I don't know that it is impossible for humans to enter the underworld. The most you can do is open a ghost gate."

Jiang Ling automatically blocked out the voice of the evil spirit and followed Wang Zhenhai to the guest room.

Wang Mengmeng and Mrs. Wang also came along, showing their hospitality.

Jiang Ling didn't care. She lay down on the bed, and the next second, her soul left her body.

Wang Mengmeng was so scared that she covered her mouth and cried, but she was also very curious.

"It seems that the master has worked really hard. He fell asleep on the bed. Okay, let's go back." Wang Zhenhai sighed, "Baby, why are you crying?"

"Master Jiang...Master Jiang's soul has left his body."

A talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, the ghost gate opened, and two ghosts, one black and one white, one male and one female, walked out.

Jiang Ling frowned slightly: "Isn't it the seventh or eighth brother?"