Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Jingli kept up with the times and went to the computer mall to buy a computer.

Most young people know her now, and girls who see her in person just watch silently from behind; no one dares to approach her.

Jingli also went to the furniture store and bought a bed, as the one she was sleeping on now didn't quite suit her taste.

After she got into the car, a whole bunch of little tails followed her.

One of the men managed to squeeze through the crowd and shouted, "Miss Liang, wait a moment."

"Miss Liang!"

He held his satchel high, squeezing his glasses out of shape.

People nearby kept complaining, "Why are you pushing?"

"Stop crowding!"

Those people looked at the man with displeasure.

The man pushed up his glasses, waved sheepishly, and kept apologizing.

Watching the car speed away, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Jingli was pretending to sleep in the car. The driver kept glancing at her through the rearview mirror. Distracted, he didn't look ahead until the car in front had stopped. He braked suddenly and almost crashed into the car in front.

The sudden braking of the car caused his body to lurch forward heavily, but thankfully he was wearing a seatbelt, which prevented him from being hit too hard.

After the car stopped, he took a deep breath, still shaken.

Looking in the rearview mirror, the girl sat calmly in the back seat. The sudden braking seemed to have no effect on her; she didn't even lift her eyelids.

His fair and flawless face was serene, and he remained motionless like a beautiful sculpture.

While he was still observing her, the girl suddenly opened her eyes. In that instant, the driver felt dizzy, as if he had fallen into a whirlpool and could not escape no matter how hard he struggled.

The moment didn't last long; the blaring horn behind him brought him back to his senses.

The vehicle continued driving, the driver's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his hands on the steering wheel were trembling.

Jing Li smiled slightly, watching the driver drive with a gentle smile.

The driver noticed her gaze and turned to look at her from time to time. She returned his gaze with a gentle smile and reminded him, "Please do not look around while driving."

Obeying traffic rules is what makes a good child.

The driver's scalp tingled.

The inexplicable feeling he had just experienced made him feel as if he were about to die.

Is this gentle, smiling, and compassionate person really the same person?

The driver's palms were sweaty, and the steering wheel was soaked with sweat. Every time he turned the wheel, a slight slipping sound could be heard.

He was too nervous.

"Relax, I don't care that you're watching me." Jing Li looked away and looked out of the car. "Go back and send a message to Nangong Qinghe, and tell him to remove those people around my house."

The driver's heart skipped a beat.

How could she...how could she have known!

Did you foresee it? The previous message was a form of foreseeing.

That ability is just too incredible.

He appeared dazed, gripping the steering wheel tightly, and the vehicle began to veer off course.

"drop--"

The cars next to him honked their horns repeatedly, and as they passed him, they yelled and cursed, "Can't you drive? Are you blind?!"

The shouting and cursing alerted the driver.

After a moment's thought, the driver regained his composure and displayed his professionalism as a sorcerer, laughing and saying, "Miss Liang, you're joking. I don't know any Nangong Qinghe."

Jing Li turned her head, not answering but asking, "How did you know my surname is Liang?"

The driver choked, cursing his own stupid brain.

He wanted to make amends, but then he remembered that Jing Li had gotten into his car at the last minute.

She didn't call a ride-hailing service; after she came out, it seemed like she got into her own car directly, as if she had a specific purpose in mind.

Could it be that she already knew back then?

The driver was in turmoil, and his smile could no longer be maintained. He forced a smile and replied, "Miss Liang must have mentioned it after she got in the car, but I forgot."

Jing Li smiled and said, "I'm very young."

The implication is that she does not have symptoms of Alzheimer's disease.

driver:"......"

What does that mean? Are you mocking him for being old?

Before his doubts were resolved, Jing Li's next words struck a nerve.

"On the other hand, your marriage palace is not prosperous. At the age of thirty-five, you are away from home for work and already have the appearance of being separated from your wife and children."

driver:"!!!......"

Curse me!

Did she just curse me?

However, his wife has been arguing with him a lot lately, and he always comes home exhausted, but it hasn't come to the point of wanting a divorce.

Could it be that she really has precognitive abilities and foresaw that I was going to get a divorce?

Thinking about his wife's unusual behavior these past few days, Zhao Ding, disguised as a driver, felt a pang of panic and was now completely distracted.

As he drove, he could no longer concentrate on observing the road conditions. For the safety of both of them, Zhao Ding pulled the car to the side of the road and stopped temporarily.

He couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Liang, did you foresee that my wife wanted to divorce me? What about my child?"

"Before she's even two weeks old, of course she'll prefer to stay with her mother. Do you want that?"

Jing Li smiled enigmatically, "Your job is so unusual, do you really think you can take good care of a child?"

Being a sorcerer inherently involves danger, and since it's a service to the country, they're practically on call 24/7. While the salary is high, it also impacts their family life.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ding was stunned and remained silent.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "I will convey your words to Captain Nangong."

"Thank you, I'll log off here then."

Jing Li politely thanked him, followed by the sound of the rear door opening.

"Let me take you back to your place!" Zhao Ding tried to persuade him to stay, but was decisively refused.

"Your driving skills aren't very good." Before the car door was even closed, Jing Li's words drifted into Zhao Ding's ears, piercing his heart once again.

"boom--"

The car door closed, and Jing Li's steps seemed slow, but her figure quickly disappeared into the traffic.

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Just as Jing Li arrived at her doorstep, the person delivering the computer also arrived.

Jingli took the computer, went inside, plugged it in, and began searching for the temple that Dianyi had seen that day.

You need to discern the truth from falsehood in the chaotic information on the internet.

The temple has been built for over a hundred years and welcomes people who seek children, wealth, or career success. It is said that after offering incense, one receives the approval of the gods and their wishes will be granted; it is said to be effective every time.

Some people are lucky enough to receive divine water bestowed by the gods, which can protect them from all illnesses.

Jingli saw the complete appearance of the temple on the computer.

The temple is magnificent and imposing, reflecting a dazzling light under the sun. The roof tiles of the main hall are gilded and radiant. Large and small halls, scripture halls, towering pagodas, red-roofed temples, and temples with fish-ridge-shaped roofs in red, green and yellow all surround the main hall, complementing each other.

If you ignore the extravagance and debauchery hidden beneath the glamorous exterior, it is magnificent and awe-inspiring.

Jing Li kept clicking the page with the mouse, but couldn't see anything unusual.

That day, I clearly sensed that the second material was right here.

A year later, the backlash will begin.

She needs to obtain this material as soon as possible; blood clots alone are definitely not enough.

Just then, the phone rang.

It shows "My dear baby," and seeing this note again still leaves Jingli speechless.

The moment the call connected, a heart-wrenching scream rang out: "Boss, help me..."