After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

The third generation of the Mao family is just this one male, raised like a bully, no one can control him except Liangliang, and the whole family can't do anything about him.

Liangliang said apologetically, "I'm sorry, aunt, Winky is too headstrong, I'll go back and discipline her properly."

The woman's complexion was very ugly, and she raged violently in front of everyone's displeasure, and said angrily: "When Shan Shan was young, his heart was straightforward, and he would say what he wanted, unlike some people who stabbed everyone in the back and never let anyone else go... "

When she said this, Liangliang saw that everyone was looking at her, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Auntie's words are not objective, the police clearly said it was a mistake." Someone said something behind, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

The woman quickly found the source of the sound and almost lost her breath.

The speaker has long hair covering his face, unshaven beard, and looks like he must be over forty years old, so he actually called him "Auntie"? !

Seeing her staring at him, the other party flicked his bangs and continued to add fuel to the fire.

"I would like to ask, as the family members of the deceased, are you making such a noise to bid farewell to the deceased or to make the deceased uneasy?"

"Who the hell are you, dare to trespass on a private house? Get out of here!"

The woman was provoked by him, and she had long forgotten her dignity and elegance, and she was furious, her tone was harsh and vulgar.

The rich wives were secretly dumbfounded, and they all gathered around to watch the joke.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and the woman suddenly realized that she had lost her composure, and her face turned red and white.

Reluctantly maintaining the majesty of the master, he supported the scene and said: "No matter who your friend is, you have seriously interfered with the ceremony, so hurry up."

Inadvertently getting Wen Yue involved in a family war, Liang Liang felt sorry for him.

She explained: "Auntie, this is my friend Wen Yue, who has helped the company a lot before."

"Is he Wen Yue?" The surroundings suddenly boiled over, and whispers floated up, "The one who predicted the earthquake and rescued people?"

"Yeah, it's quite similar to the back view in the video. It is said that dozens of people have been saved."

"Earthquakes can be said to be accurate. Could it be that they really have supernatural powers?"

"The news spread so quickly?" Wen Yue thought to himself, looking at Liangliang.

Liang Liang said in a low voice: "The guests at the scene are clients of 'Hero Media', and they have heard a little about what happened a few days ago."

In a few words, people almost praised Wen Yue as a "master of metaphysics".

Wealthy circles value fortune and fortune, and believe in ghosts and gods, especially many of the guests present are from the jewelry industry. Jewelry wearing is more feng shui, causal and various, so the atmosphere is more prosperous.

The woman has been in the jewelry business for many years, she would rather believe what she has than believe what she doesn't have, and she must not offend the master of metaphysics.

"The time is almost up, there are some procedures to prepare, let's say goodbye first!" She turned and left.

The man stood at an angle that only Wen Yue could see, with the corners of his lips curled up to see clearly.

Said to Liangliang: "Everyone heard it just now, I will reserve the right to sue Mao Shining for defamation, and tell him to be more careful in what he says in the future."

"Is he Meng Wei, sister Wan's childhood sweetheart? He's pretty handsome." Seeing him walk away, the melon eaters whispered behind his back.

"I heard that you are going to be promoted to the top of the company."

"Isn't it? Look how happy you are coaxing Mrs. Mao?"

"With Xiaowan gone, he can still be so attentive, which shows that he has a good character."

"Come on, I've heard that both the Mao sisters are interested in him, and Mao Shan is back this time..."

"Really? Have you heard any gossip?"

Wen Yue ate melons all the way, and entered the main room, which had been decorated as a mourning hall.

Although Mao Wan's appearance is not as good as Mao Shan's, she is still above average.At this moment, the body looks dignified, but it lacks the vitality of a living person. Wearing a white feather top hat, a gentle white long skirt, and gorgeous lace gloves on hands folded on the chest, it lies flat in the coffin jar, surrounded by white chrysanthemums. Surrounded by black and white portraits hanging on the wall, smiling like flowers.

There is an incense table in front for guests to express their condolences and remembrance.

On both sides are seats for Xie Li's family members.After that is the guest seating.

His uncle is an introverted person. He seems to have not accepted the news of his daughter's death. He just sits in the family seat and ignores everyone. Everything depends on the aunt and Mao Shan.

At ten o'clock, the ceremony officially began.

Mao Shan made a tearful eulogy on stage on behalf of her family, and made eye contact with Mengwei no less than ten times throughout the whole process.

The next step is to say goodbye to the dead body.

All the guests first went to Mrs. Mao to ask for incense, and then went to the coffin to say goodbye and burn incense to express their condolences.

The last time I saw Mao Wan, the two broke up. Liang Liang was already feeling guilty, and was stabbed by the aunt several times. When participating in the ceremony, she was under a lot of psychological pressure. Halfway through, her eyes were red and her vision was blurred.

Looking down at the young cousin who was lying in the coffin at a young age, she couldn't help but shed tears. She came to the case and offered incense. After lighting for a long time, the incense in her hand couldn't be lit. Dozens of eyes looked at her. , pretty as a mans back, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Wen Yue was startled when someone spoke in his ear suddenly, and when he looked back, Mao Shining was sitting in the back row at some point.

"I always feel that the play in the courtyard is not that simple. Here, something is really wrong." Wen Yue held him down, saying to wait and see what happens.

Liangliang Xiang had a problem at a critical moment, and whispers rose again from the guest seat. Meng Wei, who was in charge of thanking the gifts, stood up slowly, with a sad and astonished expression, but he didn't intend to replace her.Liangliang had no choice but to bow three times to the deceased, and the long white wax on the incense table that was as thick as two arms was suddenly extinguished.

"Bang Dang Dang!" The two iron doors closed automatically, making a loud noise.

Liang Liang's face was pale, and she was at a loss for a while.

The aunt turned pale in shock, rushed to the coffin and pushed Liangliang away, and cried loudly beside her, "Xiaowan, Xiaowan, you don't feel at ease when you leave..."

In the closed front hall, many guests were frightened by the sudden change, and screamed one after another.

"Awan, are you here?" Meng Wei took the stage, looking around in the space, helpless to find, "Come out and let me see you, I miss you so much!"

"Xiaowan, do you have something to say?" Mao Shan also came up on high heels, "Did someone hurt you?" Her tone was sad, but her makeup was not at all fancy. To Liangliang's side.

"It must be Xiaowan." The aunt broke down in tears.

"Mom, Xiaowan refuses to leave, does she have a wish unfulfilled?" Mao Shan asked, "Did she mention it to you in the end?"

"She left in such a hurry, how could there be a chance to mention it?"

Mengwei looked at them with concern and said: "Awan told me in private that her biggest wish is to enter the media industry, and she will not hesitate to give up her many years of professional..."

Mao Shan said clearly: "No wonder she insisted on going to Liangliang's place..."

In fact, Wen Yue had already come to the front, standing in the dark to watch the three play. Mao Xingshan, who went to "rescue", suffered from the fact that her sister was surrounded by three people in turn, so it was really difficult to do it.

"Master, Master Wen!"

At the panicked guest table, someone waved to Wen Yue.

Wen Yue pointed to the tip of her nose: "Call me?"

The other party was dressed luxuriously, and should be more affluent than the host's house. She walked around the front row of tables and chairs, came to the front in three or two steps, and saluted with clasped hands: "Master Wen, they said that Mao Wan is back, do you feel it?"

Wen Yue looked at Ren Liangliang, who was in a dilemma, and had a flash of inspiration, and said a few words to Mrs. Kuo in a low voice. The other party listened carefully, was slightly startled, and immediately showed a look of admiration.Standing up to the stage, he turned on the microphone, "Everyone be quiet, Master Wen is going to pass on perception, please accept it."

The noisy hall was indeed much quieter, everyone turned their gazes, and the four people in front of the incense table also stopped moving and turned their heads.

About half a minute later, a figure appeared from the dark, and walked into the field of vision at a leisurely pace.

Mao Shan saw that it was him, and questioned loudly: "Where is the charlatan who dare to call himself a master?"

Without waiting for Wen Yue to speak, Mrs. Kuo retorted: "I blame others for my lack of knowledge? This Master Wen once accurately predicted earthquakes and saved more than 30 lives."

Mao Shan sneered, "I watched that video, it was just a coincidence."

Mrs. Kuo: "Where will it happen later? Would you give coincidence a try for an earthquake?"

Mao Shan: "..."

Looking at Mrs. Kuo, who was helping to support the stage, the awe in Mrs. Mao's eyes reappeared, and her voice sank two points: "Master Wen, do you feel Xiao Wan? Where is she?"

Hundreds of pairs of eyes watched at the scene, and Wen Yue's scalp was faintly numb. After all, he had no experience of bluffing in public. The series of actions looked quite mysterious, but they were all about stabilizing emotions.

By the time everyone's curiosity was aroused and they only wanted to know the result quickly, his plan was half successful.

Wen Yue opened her eyes unexpectedly, and said in a deep voice, "She's still here!"

"Really?"

"Where?"

"Ah, I'm a little scared!"

The hall became chaotic again.

Wen Yue closed her eyes, raised her arms horizontally and pressed them down, signaling to keep quiet.

Everyone seemed to be possessed by a demon, and they fell silent quickly, holding their breath and staring at his next move.

With tears in her eyes, the aunt asked piously: "Master, can you ask her to show up? I want to see her, just one."

Meng Wei folded his arms and smiled: "Yes, since Master Wen is psychic, it is not difficult for A Wan to show up. You will not reject a motherly heart, will you?"

"Mao Wan, where are you going?" Wen Yue frowned suddenly, his empty eyes moved quickly in a certain direction, as if following something.

"What? She's leaving?" The aunt was anxious immediately, wishing she could change her eyes to Wen Yue's, "Hurry up and find a way to stop it!"

Wen Yue closed her eyes and did not answer. After a while, she breathed out lightly, "She has already left."

"Let her show up and leave?" Mao Shan almost laughed out loud, "Didn't you ask the ghost what to do in a hurry?"

Mengwei said calmly: "Master Wen, everyone can see whether you are really psychic or just pretending to be mysterious. What is your purpose in doing this?"

Hearing his words from the audience, voices of doubt suddenly arose.