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

see a visitor out?

Are you chasing her away?

It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other.

"No, Master Jiang, please tell me something. Have you figured out anything? What is the reason for my husband to vomit blood? As long as there is a cure, I will give you this snake gall!"

A hundred years ago, his life was saved by this man. If it weren't for him, he would have died long ago.

Pei Qian stopped the servant who was about to send Jiang Ling away, and his green eyes stared straight at her.

Jiang Ling had no interest in the little snake, but this man.

She lowered her eyes to glance at the man's hand wearing a black leather glove.

Like a bandit, he swiftly turned the man's hand on the wheelchair over, pinched the man's pulse with his slender and slightly cool fingertips, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Strange.

The merit power that was lost due to bad speech was actually restored.

Jiang Ling once again looked confidently at the indifferent and neither humble nor arrogant man.

Yo, a big golden baby?

Jiang Ling, who never suffered a loss, greedily absorbed the power of merit from the man's body. With such a great treasure, who would still want to live broadcast?

Just suck this man dry, restore his abilities, investigate the truth of that year, and make everyone pay ten times the price. Wouldn't it be great to achieve everything in one go?

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky outside, strong winds blew, and thunder and lightning appeared.

A terrifying purple lightning tore through the sky and struck Pei's house.

Jiang Ling just felt the top of his head tingling. He swallowed silently and put his hand away.

Curse!

She had forgotten about this. She once did not belong to the six realms, so neither heaven nor earth could do anything to her, but she is a human being now.

What does it mean to absorb the merits and power of others so openly?

"What did you do?" The man rolled up his sleeves again, his tone extremely cold.

Pei Qian was so scared that he squatted down and covered his head with the notebook.

He just saw with his own eyes a purple lightning strike Jiang Ling's crown. Is this really something a modern person can withstand?

Even a snake that has lived for hundreds of years wouldn't dare to be hit like this.

Now I am even more certain of Jiang Ling's abilities.

Jiang Ling acted as if nothing had happened: "You are indeed very weak, but it's okay, I can help you recuperate."

After he finished speaking, the man suddenly picked up his handkerchief and began to cough softly a few times.

Pei Qian hurried to get some water and waited on the side: "Master Jiang, can you solve it?"

"Okay, it's a matter of time, but you may not be able to get what I want, and you also need me to refine the elixir specifically."

"If there is something that even our Pei family can't get out, then no one in this world can get it." The man pushing the wheelchair said.

Jiang Ling nodded: "You are talking about people, what if it is not a person?"

"You have a purpose."

The man in the wheelchair took a sip of water and said calmly.

"What's your name?" Jiang Ling asked.

"Pei Jingchen."

"I do have some skills. I have a purpose. I want to live here." Jiang Ling was not polite at all. His tone sounded more like he was ordering others. He was extremely arrogant.

Of course she had to live here. The power of merit that she had lost in the past few days had indeed returned. The lightning that had just struck away was only the power caused by her greed.

In other words, as long as this man is around, her power of merit will not completely disappear.

Such a good tool, shouldn’t we keep it under our noses?

Of course, she has always convinced people with her virtue. She just checked and although she couldn't see what kind of person this man is, she roughly knew some things.

This man lived for a long time. A long time ago, he might have failed to get promoted, or he might have practiced improperly, or at worst, he suffered from the sequelae of using the wrong technique.

Well, although this is a bit tricky, it’s okay for her. It’s just a matter of time. It just happens that each of them has what they need.

"Ms. Jiang, are you confident that you can help me with the treatment?"

There was a dark light flashing in the depths of Pei Jingchen's eyes, and he pursed his thin lips, as if he was thinking.

"Of course, if the cure is not good, it's free."

"Master Jiang, why is your pocket moving?"

Pei Qian observed for a long time. At first he thought he was dazzled, but then he found that there was indeed something moving in the pocket.

Jiang Ling then remembered that there were still many little ghosts in the Qiankun bag, and asked: "It's okay if you disagree, then I will take this little snake. This little snake is also hundreds of years old. It should be good if it can be made into a pill."

How old is he to see that?

Pei Qian was so scared that he changed back to his original form and grabbed Pei Jingchen.

Pei Jingchen raised his hand and hooked his finger, saying, "Prepare a room for Miss Jiang."

"Two, and there is also an alchemy room."

The man nodded, tacitly agreeing, and did as she asked.

Pei Qian then turned into a human form again and said awkwardly: "What's the problem with my master? What materials are needed? Let's prepare them."

Jiang Ling sat back to where she was drinking tea, tilted her head, and said with a playful tone: "You just need to give me money, but, Pei Jingchen, how old are you this year?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know." Jiang Ling repeated, "Are you also a snake demon?"

Pei Jingchen glanced at the lazy and fairy-like girl and said, "No, Pei Huaizhi, go back to the study."

"Okay, sir."

The man in the black suit pushed the wheelchair skillfully.

Is your surname Pei?

Jiang Ling sipped her tea and thought about what kind of elixir to prepare for the man.

In the study room on the fifth floor, Pei Huaizhi bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Pei, I didn't tell Pei Qian not to look for Master Jiang."

"It doesn't matter."

Pei Jingchen frowned, picked up the handkerchief and coughed a few more times. The blood stains on it were shocking.

"Mr. Pei, Master Jiang said he could help you with your treatment. Why did he specifically tell me not to go to Master Jiang?"

Pei Huaizhi knew that he had talked too much today, but... since that girl could solve his problems, why did Mr. Pei deliberately stay away from her?

Their Pei family has been wealthy for dozens of generations. As everyone knows, the Pei family is a truly wealthy family.

What others don’t know is that the reason why the Pei family has its current status is all thanks to this mysterious Mr. Pei.

Outside, Mr. Pei is Pei Huaizhi, but the real Mr. Pei is Pei Jingchen.

"I don't know, just a feeling."

A feeling that I can't interact with her too much.

"Mr. Pei, you have been saying that many things have become increasingly vague in recent years. The feeling you mentioned may be your illusion. If Master Jiang can really help you adjust, I am willing to pay any price."

Pei Huaizhi nodded loyally.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the servant had tidied up the room.

Jiang Ling looked at the bedroom of more than 100 square meters. It was spacious and antique, just the type she liked.

"Miss Jiang, please tell us if you have anything to say." The maid bowed respectfully and then left.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Ling closed the door and let the little kids out of the Qiankun bag. The spacious room suddenly seemed a little crowded.

The children lined up and knelt down to kowtow to Jiang Ling: "Thank you, sister, for saving me."

Seeing these children so self-conscious, Jiang Ling felt much better.

She enjoyed the feeling of being flattered and seeing others follow her lead the most.

"It's quite discerning."

Jiang Ling waved her hand, and the little ghosts with broken arms and legs returned to their previous appearance.

"It was Brother Xiaohui who told us that it was our sister who saved us." The little ghosts started chattering.

"Xiaohui?"

"Hello, Master. I can sense that man wanted to destroy us. It was you who took us away."

Jiang Ling looked at Xiaohui's soul and felt it was a pity. He was the oldest child here, 16 years old, with regular features and excellent luck.

It is a child whose body was resurrected by someone else.

Wait, she is Jiang Ling, how could she feel pity?

The twenty years of physical existence had some effect on her state of mind.

"Master, can I ask you to do me a favor? There is no substantial evidence in the orphanage, and the director will definitely be released. He has harmed so many children, and I cannot bear to see this."