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

The expected pain did not come, but instead a muffled sound was heard.

After opening his eyes, the second elder slowly fell down, his neck was covered in red and blood was gushing out.

He had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that he stood there in a daze. His legs and feet went weak and he almost fell down.

"This person is extremely evil and has evil thoughts in his heart. I have already eliminated the danger for you. You're welcome." Jiang Ling closed the fan slowly.

What just happened?

Why did the Second Elder suddenly get injured and fall down?

It all happened so fast it was unbelievable.

Pei Qian's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Jiang Ling: "Are you...really a human?"

He saw it.

Just now, Jiang Ling threw the fan out at an extremely fast speed, like an imperceptible ray of light.

Before the man fell to the ground, the folding fan had returned to Jiang Ling's hands accurately like a swallow returning to its nest.

Only when she closed the fan did the man fall down and bleed.

This series of actions requires not only extraordinary speed, but also extremely precise calculations.

Even the slightest mistake could result in Jiang Yun'an's death.

The Great Elder took the lead and said without any emotion: "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Jiang. I wonder if Miss Jiang is interested in joining the Special Management Bureau?"

The more Jiang Ling looked at the great elder, the more strange he felt. She shook her head and stood up: "Pei Qian, show him away."

Pei Qian stretched himself and waved his hand to the servants to deal with the second elder's body: "Leave, everyone."

Wang Zhenhai and Jiang Yun'an dragged their heavy feet and followed Jiang Ling to move their positions.

"Ling...Lingling..." Jiang Yun'an swallowed his saliva and tried hard to recall what had just happened. How could that man die in front of him? Was it really his sister who did it?

He has always felt guilty towards his sister and wanted to protect her as much as possible, but why does it feel like he is the one being protected by his sister?

Whether it was the amulet or re-inheriting the family business, or even just now, if his sister hadn’t helped him, he would have died.

"Master Jiang, do you know Judge Cui?" Wang Zhenhai came back to his senses and asked.

"How to say?"

Jiang Ling took them to the backyard, where the scenery was pleasant and the air was fresh.

Wang Zhenhai smiled and said, "Last time you opened the ghost door in my house and entered the underworld, but you came back unscathed. At that time, I concluded that Master Jiang was definitely not an ordinary person. In addition, you did not salute Judge Cui, so I am even more convinced that you may have known each other for a long time."

"As expected of Master Jiang, his connections in the underworld are so strong!"

Jiang Ling sat down: "Is that why you are trying to curry favor with me?"

"How could that be? I have sought help from many masters to solve my daughter's problem, but only Master Jiang solved it easily and quickly. This reason alone is enough for me to curry favor with Master Jiang."

Wang Zhenhai knew it was stupid to lie in front of Jiang Ling, so he just told the truth.

"What about you?" Jiang Ling looked at Jiang Yun'an.

"The Pei family is a big family. You are safe here, but I couldn't put my mind at ease until I saw you safe and sound. I didn't expect something like this to happen."

Jiang Yun'an frowned, feeling like he had survived a calamity.

Jiang Ling said: "Wang Zhenhai, if you want to help the Jiang family, you can communicate directly."

"I'm here for another reason." Wang Zhenhai hesitated for a while, "I want to hold a competition on the platform, Ghost Talk."

"There are many fortune tellers on the platform now, and they are very popular in terms of discussion and number of followers. I would like to invite some of them to compete offline. The first place winner can not only get the official fortune teller certification, but also get a bonus of 100 million!"

"To increase the popularity of the show, I will invite three more celebrities. What do you think?"

After saying that, Wang Zhenhai held his breath and carefully observed the changes in Jiang Ling's expression.

"What does it have to do with me?"

"Master Jiang, you are joking. For an event like this, of course I would invite Master Jiang first. As long as Master Jiang is willing to participate, I am willing to use the platform to promote Master Jiang's charity for free. In addition, I will personally donate 5 million. If Master Jiang has any other requests, please feel free to ask."

Jiang Ling lowered her eyes and thought for a few seconds: "Who are they?"

"The process is like this. First, we have an internal channel that will invite hundreds of fortune-telling anchors. After three days of PK, the six with the highest popularity and votes will gather together to participate in the subsequent competition."

After saying that, Wang Zhenhai did not forget to add: "Master Jiang is already very popular now, so the first place is a piece of cake."

Jiang Ling doesn't care about these things. Promoting the charity for free will give the charity greater exposure, which means that her merit power will grow faster and faster.

"Okay, anything else?"

Wang Zhenhai shook his head.

Jiang Yunan said, "Lingling, why don't you come home and live with me."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Huang, who had been keeping his eyes closed, raised his head and glanced at Jiang Yun'an, and tightened his grip on Jiang Ling.

Jiang Yunan's eyes trembled slightly in fear.

"I'll pay you for the job. Let's talk about it after the matter is settled. You guys go ahead and talk. I have something else to do."

Jiang Ling left and Xiao Huang closed his eyes again.

"Chairman Jiang, here is some money, I hope it can help you. In addition, I am good friends with Chairman Zhang and Chairman Ma. I can act as a middleman and mediate the losses and misunderstandings caused to them by the Jiang family." Wang Zhenhai took out a black card.

Jiang Yun'an frowned, with a complicated expression: "How can this be possible?"

"Why not? If it weren't for Master Jiang, I... Anyway, you must accept my help. Didn't Master Jiang just say that? You can talk to me without worry."

As for Jiang Ling, she was going to go directly to the alchemy room, but when she smelled two drops of blood on her clothes, she stopped and walked towards the bedroom.

I felt that what had just happened was unlucky, so I was just going to change my clothes, and I decided to just take them off and take a shower at the same time.

Before Jiang Ling took off her clothes, Xiao Huang slowly moved away from her arms.

Jiang Ling glanced at it, too lazy to waste her thoughts on unimportant things, so she took off her clothes and started taking a shower.

When she came out, Xiao Huang had disappeared again.

She casually picked up a wooden stick and tied her hair up, with a few strands of hair falling on her cheeks, covering her forehead.

She looks lazy, yet reveals a hint of charm.

At the door of the alchemy room, Pei Jingchen was sitting alone in a wheelchair waiting. When he heard the voice, he looked up at Jiang Ling.

Those deep eyes froze, flickering with fire, and immediately avoided Jiang Ling's sight.

Seeing the man, Jiang Ling smiled and pushed open the door of the alchemy room: "What a pity, such a good skin."

Whenever she saw this man, Jiang Ling felt a little regretful.

The man was very good-looking, with delicate features and sharp edges, especially his phoenix eyes, which were dark and deep, and carried the aura of a superior.

If it were in the past...that's all.

Pei Jingchen seemed to have thought of something, frowned slightly, and spoke softly, his voice like a deep stream in an empty valley: "I heard from Pei Qian that you are refining the elixir."

"Great, the time is about right, let's give it a try." Jiang Ling took the pill.

Pei Jingchen controlled the wheelchair with his fingertips wearing black leather gloves and entered the alchemy room.

"Taste it."

Jiang Ling handed over a pill, Pei Jingchen took it and put it in his mouth, not forgetting to take his pulse.

Pei Jingchen kept his eyes downcast, his Adam's apple rolling, and his breathing became heavier as he looked at Jiang Ling's fingertips feeling his pulse.

As expected, she really needs the power of merit now.

This time I learned much more than the previous two times.