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

After Jiang Ling left the underworld.

Hou Tu sat up straight, paused the anime, held a lollipop in her mouth, picked up the phone in a panic, and opened the group named {No Spirit King}.

What does it mean that the good days are over?

What the hell is this ancestor up to now?

Cui Jue: Did everyone watch the live broadcast? Those people died, and happened to meet Sister Ling in the underworld, and are now being punished.

Bai Wuchang: Those people were evil people to begin with, and they deserved to meet Sister Ling. But, Judge Cui, did you say anything to Sister Ling?

Cui Jue: I said it, but it felt like I didn’t say it.

King Yama: What kind of bargaining chips do you think we need to give to ask her for help?

King Biancheng: Anyway, the things you asked me to prepare last time were not enough. They were too common and not rare.

Cui Jue: She asked me to prepare some things this time. It seems like she is preparing to make pills?

King Qinshan: How many rare treasures has she not seen? There is nothing in the underworld that can be used now, so let her make trouble.

Niutou: I think Sister Ling is very righteous now! But she is too ostentatious. Didn’t Sister Ling want revenge? Wouldn’t this backfire?

Horse-Faced Man: Can you also say four-character words?

Chakravartin: The world is too chaotic.

Hou Tu took a deep breath, threw away the ghost machine, stretched, and continued watching the anime.

There is no way. There are not many incense sticks and fewer and fewer people praying. They have become lazy.

She was too lazy to think about the meaning of Jiang Ling's words. No matter what she wanted to do, she would wait until something happened.

The next morning, Jiang Ling sensed Pei Jingchen's presence, changed his clothes, combed his hair briefly, and went downstairs to check.

Pei Jingchen was sitting in a wheelchair reading a newspaper calmly. When he heard the voice, he looked up at the stairs.

Seeing Jiang Ling wearing another red dress, she frowned slightly, then lowered her eyelids and continued reading the newspaper.

"Eat it and recreate your body."

The round pill rolled in Jiang Ling's palm.

Pei Jingchen didn't look up at Jiang Ling. He took the pill with his gloved hand, put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

Seeing the man so straightforward, Jiang Ling smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid it's poison?"

"It doesn't matter."

It’s not that I’m not afraid, nor that I’m afraid, but it’s inexplicably okay.

Jiang Ling turned the man's wrist over and began to feel his pulse, sniffing.

I couldn't help but get closer. The fragrance was very faint, yet very tempting.

"Perfume?" Jiang Ling sniffed the man's shoulder.

Pei Jinchen's Adam's apple rolled, he held his breath, and whispered, "No."

No perfume? Could it be the power of virtue? So powerful?

Jiang Ling continued to take the patient's pulse, frowning slightly.

That elixir is not an ordinary thing. Logically, it should have reacted, but why... there is no fluctuation at all.

"It has no effect?" Jiang Ling muttered.

"Ms. Jiang can't do it?"

"Question me?"

Jiang Ling seriously suspected that Pei Jingchen had not swallowed the pill, so she reached out and pinched the man's chin, forcing him to open his mouth.

Confirming that there was none, Jiang Ling curled her lips, stood up straight, and changed the subject: "Where did you get the power of merit from?"

Pei Jinchen still lowered his eyes, not looking directly at Jiang Ling, and said in a low voice: "Do charity."

"Charity?"

Jiang Ling had never thought about this. In addition to live streaming, doing charity is also a good choice.

Pei Jinchen quickly understood: "The Pei family has many charities. If Miss Jiang needs to accumulate merit, the Pei family can re-register the charity in your name."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Ling. That fleeting smile made him dazed, and he quickly turned his eyes away.

"sensible."

Jiang Ling nodded with satisfaction and went to have breakfast.

She didn't notice at all that the tips of the man's ears were slightly red.

Pei Jingchen picked up his phone and arranged the registration of the charity.

The previous pills were useless, so Jiang Ling threw the remaining two pills into the Qiankun bag and prepared to try re-refining other pills.

You have to watch while refining the elixir, the temperature is very important, so put your phone and laptop on top and start live streaming.

Netizens have been waiting for a long time.

[Wife, wife, ah, my wife is so beautiful today too. 】

[Brothers and sisters, do you know that the entire Fan family died in strange circumstances? ]

[I saw the trending searches, it's so bizarre. My dad told me that the company had a lot of problems after the Fan family went missing for two days, and I don't know if it has anything to do with this.]

[Not all of them died yet, there is still one person left, it seems to be the eldest son? ]

[Fan has a son? Didn't they say they only have a daughter? ]

[Fan Xiaoyin, I am her classmate. Fan Xiaoyin has been acting strange these days, as if possessed by a bad luck spirit. I suspect this family has been beset by evil spirits. Master Jiang, what do you think?]

The corners of Jiang Ling's mouth twitched. She went straight to bed after returning from the underworld last night, and she had long forgotten about the affairs of the Fan family.

Jiang Yun'an's previous words made her feel very interesting. She had originally thought about coming back to visit Fan's family and observe his changes... She had forgotten everything...

After exiting the backstage, Jiang Ling felt guilty for a moment when she saw the missed calls.

I logged into WeChat on my computer and clicked on Jiang Yunan’s dialog box.

: Lingling, why didn't you answer my call? Did something happen? I'm not dead.

: I have finished all the things here. There are many things to deal with when taking over the company. Is this the road you mentioned? Lingling, if you are okay, please send me a message. We are all very worried about you.

Jiang Ling replied: Read.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were still discussing heatedly.

Wang Zhenhai gave the anchor thirty spaceships.

Luo Shuqing gave the anchor thirty spaceships.

【What day is today? 】

[Lots of spaceships.]

Luo Shuqing [Master Jiang, if the Jiang family needs any help, please feel free to contact me! ]

Wang Zhenhai [I just found out, Master Jiang, please don’t be polite.]

Pei Qian gave the anchor fifty spaceships.

Pei Qian [I have nothing to do, so I watch the live broadcast. 】

[Master Jiang, what happened? Are you having any difficulties? If you are having any difficulties, we can help you! ]

[Pei... Pei Qian? Pei Qian, the second-ranked Z detective? Damn, it's really him! ]

[What is Z Detective? What is Pei Qian? Compensation? ]

[Z Detective is a dark web similar to hackers, where people will post tasks for them to complete. Pei Qian ranks second in the entire network. He is my idol! ]

While Jiang Ling was still wondering what the two people meant by their conversation, she received messages from them in the chat box.

It turned out that after Fan Jiaquan died yesterday, because the death was too bizarre, the Special Management Bureau took over the matter and determined that Jiang Yun'an was innocent.

Not only did he release Jiang Yun'an, but he also naturally inherited the entire Fan family.

It quickly spread within the circle.

People who knew Jiang Yunan quickly thought of Jiang Ling as the sister he had found.

After some investigation, they deduced that Jiang Ling was the real daughter who had fallen into poverty.

The Fan family was changed to the Jiang family. Jiang Ling had done Wang Zhenhai a favor. Even though he knew that this was a black hole, he was still willing to help if he could.

Jiang Ling smiled lightly, not affected by those things at all: "Live fortune telling, the old rules."

I got the lucky bag from the Notes Memories.

Jiang Ling invited a video link.

On the white hospital bed, a teenage girl wearing a fake wig appeared in front of the camera, her skin was pale and her eyes were red.

[The little girl looks so pitiful, is she sick? ]

[It should be chemotherapy, right? Is it to calculate life expectancy? ]

【Come on! Live a good life, we will all help you! Don’t give up! 】

The little girl bit her lip, swiped a rocket, and said word by word: "Master Jiang, I want to calculate when my grandma will die."