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

At eight o'clock in the evening, Doushu app vigorously promoted the live broadcast program of ghost stories.

In addition to the program rules, it also comes with the avatars and live broadcast channels of the three most influential fortune-telling anchors on the platform.

The one placed in the middle is, without a doubt, the boss Wang Zhenhai’s idol – Master Jiang.

Following closely behind him is Feng Yan Youdao.

One is Tang Banxian.

Both of them are half-buried old men, with deep eyes and calm temperament, which is in line with the public's image of a master.

This makes Jiang Ling, who is more beautiful than a star, look out of place on the webpage.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of netizens was like a raging fire. The platform almost couldn't withstand the enthusiasm of netizens and was rubbing wildly on the edge of collapse.

[Can this activity really be carried out normally in the country? ]

[Damn, my wife! My wife is in the center! Isn’t she beautiful~]

[Will three more stars be invited in the end? Does anyone know who they are? ]

[The last six of the 100 fortune tellers are offline. Based on my recent observations of the live broadcast, the three on the webpage will definitely be on the list. These three are really amazing.]

[I don’t know about others, but I only watch Master Jiang’s live broadcasts, and Master Jiang even recommended Hou Tu Niang Niang to me.]

【What about believing in science? I suspect it will be a whimper. The entire network will be banned for at most three days.】

[The trend of fortune-telling is really strong recently, but the police and officials don’t care about it? 】

[When does it start? Oh, it starts tomorrow. I'm so excited. I want to vote for Master Jiang~~]

Jiang Ling already had more than 20 million followers on her account, and with the platform's vigorous promotion and marketing, she gained more than 5 million followers.

When I posted the update, my followers were still increasing.

Jiang Ling: In order to match the program schedule, the live broadcast in the morning will be changed to the evening.

[Master Jiang, is it still the lucky bag method? ]

[With my wife's fame, it would be easy for her to be among the top 100. ]

[It’s only been a few days, and my wife has become so famous. Wow, I’m jealous. ]

[Is there anyone who doesn't know what kind of evil cultivator Master Jiang is? You have all been deceived by him.]

Cui Jue was no longer calm after returning to the underworld.

Is it really him?

How could he stay with Jiang Ling?

In order to find out the truth, he went to the man's residence alone.

The place had been abandoned for a long time and was overgrown with weeds.

"Cui Jue?" Meng Po passed by with a small basket and greeted him in surprise, "Are you here to bring wine to your good friend?"

Meng Po was wearing a light purple silk dress, with her black hair simply tied up, revealing her delicate collarbone, and she walked lightly with a charming posture.

"I sensed his presence on Sister Ling today..." Cui Jue hesitated.

"Is there something abnormal about the aura on that little devil? I still remember that she plucked out his dragon scales and used them as a spoon. She was the best in the world." Meng Po laughed.

Cui Jue frowned: "No...to be exact...never mind, maybe I'm wrong, why are you here?"

"Me? There's a medicinal ingredient in Meng Po's soup that's nearby. I come here often. This place has been deserted for a long time. After the little devil disappeared, the underworld has become much quieter."

Cui Jue smiled sadly: "The lonely days are over."

Meng Po patted Cui Jue on the shoulder and said, "I'm busy now. See you later. Remember to tell the little devil about me when you see him... Forget it, let's not mention me."

The next day.

Since the live broadcast time was changed to the evening, Jiang Ling got a rare chance to sleep a little longer.

It is autumn now and the leaves are starting to turn yellow.

The sunlight shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Jiang Ling, wearing thin pajamas, looked down from above.

A few leaves fluttered in the wind and slowly fell to the ground.

"Knock knock knock." There was a soft knock on the door.

Jiang Ling went forward and opened the door.

Pei Huaizhi saw that Jiang Ling was still in pajamas, nodded, and looked away like a gentleman: "Master Jiang, the museum is about to open, can you get ready?"

Jiang Ling nodded, and like magic, her pajamas suddenly turned into a red cheongsam, outlining her perfect figure perfectly.

Her originally loose hair was tied into a bun with a red gold hairpin inserted in it.

Even her plain face was painted with rouge and powder, making her look extraordinarily gorgeous.

Pei Huaizhi was so stunned that he forgot to look away.

Jiang Ling raised her eyes slightly, her eyes showing nobility and elegance, and she fanned herself lazily: "Let's go."

"Oh, okay, Mr. Pei will go today too."

Jiang Ling nodded. It didn’t matter to her whether Pei Jingchen went or not.

The extended Lincoln had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Pei Jingchen sat in the back seat, his hair combed meticulously, which made his facial lines look even more tough and profound.

Sensing someone coming, Pei Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ling. It was unknown what he was thinking of, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked away.

Pei Huaizhi sat in the passenger seat and Jiang Ling sat next to Pei Jingchen.

Pei Qian is responsible for looking after the house.

There was soothing and elegant music playing in the car, the air conditioning temperature was just right, and the atmosphere was quiet.

When they were almost at the museum, Jiang Ling suddenly raised her eyebrows, took out a pill from her Qiankun bag and placed it in front of Pei Jingchen: "Try this."

Pei Jingchen's hand wearing a black leather glove did not take the pill, but gently pinched her wrist and frowned, "Wound?"

He didn't think that with Jiang Ling's strength, no normal mortal could hurt her, not to mention that the Pei family was his territory.

Jiang Ling said indifferently: "It's troublesome, try it and see if it works."

Pei Jingchen's eyelids trembled, and he lowered his eyes, gently pressing his thumb on her pulse for a long time, then withdrew his hand, took the pill and put it in his mouth.

The wound on the wrist that was originally barely visible healed quickly, and the skin became as delicate as new, as if it had never been injured.

Immediately, Pei Jingchen was particularly sensible and showed his pulse to Jiang Ling.

This time, there was no missing merit power in Jiang Ling's body. It was a rare opportunity and the only time he took Jiang Ling's pulse.

The car slowly stopped, and Jiang Ling smiled: "Not bad, it actually works, what do you think?"

Pei Jingchen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Well, thank you for your hard work, Miss Jiang."

The waiter politely opened the car door.

Pei Huaizhi was Mr. Pei outside, and many people came forward to greet him respectfully after seeing the car.

However, I didn't expect that Mr. Pei was sitting in the passenger seat and a strange man was sitting in the back seat.

The man got out of the car on crutches. He was 1.9 meters tall, strong and upright. Even with the crutches, it couldn't stop his fierce aura.

Everyone was stunned, and soon, a girl with a slender figure and a stunningly beautiful face appeared.

The two of them standing together are really a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

This was the first time that Jiang Ling saw a man stand up. She was wearing high heels, so when she looked straight at him she could only see the man's Adam's apple moving slightly.

"Mr. Pei, who are these two?" someone asked.

Pei Huaizhi smiled lightly: "This is a good friend of the Pei family. I don't think I need to introduce this lady to you. She is Master Jiang, who is very popular recently."

Jiang Ling waved the fan, and her polite and casual smile made people feel numb.

Pei Jingchen appeared indifferent and expressionless on the surface, but his peripheral vision was always focused on the dazzling and confident girl.

"Master Jiang, I didn't recognize you because you were wearing light makeup today. Director Lou had something urgent to do, so he asked his son to come. He hasn't arrived yet. Let's go in and take a look and kill time. Master Jiang, come with us."

Jiang Ling had never been to a museum and nodded in agreement.

The museum business was good, so the waiter opened a special path for them.

Pei Jingchen looked no different from an ordinary person when he walked with a cane, just a little slower.

In the museum, tourists walk slowly in order to have a better view, but that’s okay.

It’s just that Pei Huaizhi has always been worried about Pei Jingchen’s condition, and all his attention is focused on Pei Jingchen.

Jiang Ling suddenly stopped, hid behind a pillar, and glanced ahead secretly with her eyes slightly narrowed.

The man stood behind her cooperatively, and whispered to Pei Huaizhi to take those people away and wait for someone from the Lou family to come find them.

Pei Huaizhi understood. As Mr. Pei, he could easily send the large army away.

"The beautiful girl next to Jiang Yun'an has ulterior motives!" Jiang Ling sighed and shook her head slightly.