Mu Rong hesitated slightly: "The child is so young and his soul is unstable..."
"You'll understand once you tick it off and try it."
Ms. Wang timidly asked: "Master Sang, who are you talking to?"
"Someone you can't see."
Murong put the soul chain on the baby but didn't pull it immediately, but took out a brush and carefully drew a dharma wall around Qu Zhaodi. The baby's soul is special and this child is even more special. The soul may dissipate.
Sang Tong looked at the Dharma Wall and was secretly startled: Murong's mind power has increased again!
The scope of the Dharma Wall is not large, just enveloping Qu Zhaodi, but the energy it radiates can cover the entire room, and even diffuse to the outside.
Sang Tong still remembered the first time he saw the dharma wall erected by Mu Rong. Although it was large in size, its power leaked out, and it disappeared by itself a few months later.
The Dharma Wall this time is completely opposite, giving people a cohesive and introverted feeling of self-contained universe.
If I want to elaborate, it would be: the first dharma wall was more like a marching formation, Murong laid out every soldier on the bright side, and let those monsters who wanted to invade weigh themselves .
This kind of magic wall can naturally deter ordinary evil spirits, but if you encounter an enemy as powerful as Moon Scent, it may not be a good thing to show your old self too clearly.
And the dharma wall in front of me, although not as gorgeous as before, but people can't see the depth, and dare not attack rashly.
Sang Tong looked at the slowly flowing dharma wall and felt that this force seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.
Sang Tong stared at Mu Rong intently, always felt that the person in front of him was becoming more and more unpredictable, even he couldn't see through it.
Murong pulled out the soul lock chain effortlessly, the other end of the chain was empty.
"Aunt Wang, can I touch your hand?"
Ms. Wang stretched out her hand and looked at Sang Tong nervously.
Sang Tong let go of Ms. Wang's hand: "Please take shelter for a while, both of you."
The two got up and left. Ms. Wang held the handle outside the door and did not close the door tightly, trying to catch a few words.
Sang Tong waited patiently until Ms. Wang closed the door awkwardly, and then said: "This child is just an empty shell. It's a pity, it's obviously the fate of the rich."
Sang Yu exclaimed, "How could this happen?"
"There are many possibilities for this situation. For example, when the soul was reincarnated, there was an accident and it did not come into the body. It is also possible that the child's soul was detained by something, or it may have been to some places with strong magnetic fields. The baby's soul is fragile and unstable, and it is easy to be trapped in certain environments with special auras, which is why many local folk customs do not allow pregnant women to appear in funeral parlors."
Murong analyzed: "It should not be born. When the reincarnated soul has an accident, the underworld has an emergency remedy mechanism. It will modify the child's fate and release another soul to reincarnate. The flow of time in the two realms is different. We have enough time. This kind of mistake is rare in remediation, even if a suitable soul cannot be arranged for a while, it will be replaced by a stillborn."
"The child's facial features are too young to look good. I touched her bones just now. This child should be precocious and clever, with a fortune and fortune, not what he is now. There is one thing that is very strange."
"What?"
"The face of this Aunt Wang is not rich, at least she can't support such living conditions. The fact that her husband died early proves that I am right. I wonder if she has undergone plastic surgery. , Changed her face, I felt her bones just now, I am not very good at feeling bones, at least I can roughly judge that she did not have plastic surgery, and the feedback information of bone and face is the same."
"Would that be her children's success?"
"You have to see this to know."
The nanny Xiao Liu knocked on the door: "You two, Sister Wang asked me to ask, do you want to stay for dinner?"
"Okay, then thank you, Aunt Wang."
Sang Yu and Sang Tong went to the living room on the first floor to chat with Ms. Wang, while Mu Rong walked around.
Aunt Wang grabbed Sang Tong's hand, tears in her eyes: "Master Sang, what should I do with the child, please help me."
"Auntie, I will do my best. I still have to believe in science when it comes to my child's problems. When she gets older, take her to the hospital for a good check-up, and treat any problems in time."
Ms. Wang hurriedly agreed, wiping her tears: "The current hospital is also unreliable. It was clearly a boy's during the previous examination."
"Auntie, the times are different. Boys and girls are the same. If the child can be cured, he will be very promising when he grows up. I'm sorry I didn't help. I will refund the money to you."
"No need, my son will be back in a while, please Master Sang to show him, this money should be used as a reward for my son to see things, I was terrified a few days ago, fortunately, God bless, People are fine."
"Where did your son go to school?"
Ms. Wang looked proud: "The traffic police brigade is almost done."
Sang Tong smiled and said, "Congratulations, what about your daughter?"
Aunt Wang actually had a look of disdain: "I don't know, I won't get married even in my thirties, forget about it, it's a headache."
At dinner time, Aunt Wang's son and daughter entered the house together. Sang Tong took a rough look at Aunt Wang's son. He was tall and mighty, nearly 1.9 meters tall, like a walking wall.
There was another person following behind him, carrying a large bag and small items in his hand.
Sang Tong could only see half of the woman's face. She was beautiful and inherited her mother's excellent genes. She looked like she was in her early twenties, but her complexion was bad and her spirits were listless.
"Mom, I bought this for you and Manman."
Aunt Wang asked the nanny to accept the gift, and said displeasedly: "Don't be called Manman in the future, the master said that this nickname is not good, good children, let's see what you call me!"
"Mom~ How many times have I told you that many masters are lying now..."
The tall man standing in front of her walked away, and Qu Tingting was startled when she saw Sang Tong sitting on the sofa, and didn't say any more.
Aunt Wang pulled her son Qu Yangyang over and said, "Master Sang, please show my son."
Sang Tong switched Erlang's legs from one side to the other: "Let me show it to your daughter first."
"Her? She doesn't believe it, so don't show it to her."
"My mother is right, I don't need to read it."
"Well then, it's up to you."
Murong floated down from the second floor: "I saw, this house is fine."
Sang Yu noticed that when Murong was speaking, Qu Tingting, who was originally looking elsewhere, turned her eyes away, the shock on her face was fleeting, and she pretended to be nonchalant.
Sang Yu whispered in Sang Tong's ear, and the latter hooked the corner of his mouth: "Let Mu Rong talk to her."
"What?"
"It's nothing, which handwriting does Mr. Qu usually use?"
"Right hand."
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Qu Tingting stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a water glass and looked at the garden. Mu Rong came to her side: "Can you see me?"
Qu Tingting didn't respond, she turned around and walked to the restaurant: "Sister Liu, make some sea cucumbers I brought back to give my mother a boost."
During the meal, Sang Tong took the initiative to sit opposite Qu Tingting, and kept looking at her during the meal, but the latter pretended not to know, but his slightly stiff movements betrayed her.
"Where is Miss Qu's high school?"
"Doing a small business with friends is not worth mentioning."
"Miss Qu is too modest. A small business can buy such a nice house and buy a car for your mother and younger brother. What kind of small business is it? I'll change my career."
Qu Tingting smiled with her eyes downcast, picked up a sea cucumber and put it on Ms. Wang's plate: "Mom, eat more, sea cucumber is good for your health."
Sang Tong propped his chin and looked at Qu Tingting with interest: "Today is fifteen."
Everyone at the table looked puzzled and looked at Sang Sangtong without knowing it. Qu Tingting, who had always shown alienation and resistance, put down her chopsticks and looked at Sang Tong for the first time since entering the door, with sullen eyes flashing in her eyes And helpless: "It's not what you think."
"Master Sang, Tingting, what are you talking about?"
"It's nothing, Aunt Wang, I want to chat with your daughter, is that okay?"
Resigned to her fate, Qu Tingting put down her chopsticks and came to the garden with Sang Tong. She sighed faintly: "I didn't expect my mother to find such an expert as you."
"Humans and ghosts have different paths. I advise you to rein in the precipice. Some ghosts are inhuman, and if they are not used properly, they will harm your family."
"Believe it or not, full things have nothing to do with me."
"I do not believe."
"I won't harm Manman. I made an appointment with Yangyang. If the second child is still a daughter, I will adopt it to me. Manman will adopt me after a while. How could I harm her!"
"Oh, so you just switched the sex of the baby?"
Qu Tingting's throat was stuck, and her shoulders drooped weakly: "Yes, I changed the gender, but they are all born without souls!"
Sang Tong sneered: "There's an errand standing behind you, how dare you lie?"
"I don't!"
"As soon as you walked in, I felt that there was something wrong with you. You could clearly see Murong but pretended not to see it. Neither your mother nor your younger brother are wealthy people. Your family's living conditions are so good because of you! It's a pity You met me, you are not the only one who can control ghosts in this world, I am very familiar with those five, you can't fool me!"
Ms. Wang who was standing in front of the French window still cared about her daughter, so she quietly opened the door and came out. Qu Tingting turned her back to the door, and she didn't notice Sang Tong's warning gaze under her excitement.
"Yes, I'm offering a sacrifice to a ghost hall. What's your business!? My father died early, and the creditor came to the door and almost forced my mother to death! What's wrong with me using the five ghosts to change my life? I'm born without a soul. Yes, none of my business!"
"What did you say!?"
Qu Tingting's voice stopped abruptly, and Sang Tong sighed softly: "I reminded you."
She turned around stiffly, and Ms. Wang swung her arms round and hit her in the face: "Are you raising ghosts?!"
The author has something to say: Gentlemen love money and get it in a proper way. The five ghosts may really exist, but the price is astonishing. This small series of stories is provided by readers, and their names will not be disclosed here.