Just as Yang Zimei was about to enter the house, two people hurried outside.
An elderly woman dressed in luxurious clothes was accompanied by an old man who was wearing a blue Tang suit and looked a bit fairy-like, holding a compass and Buddhist beads.
Seeing this old man, Yang Zimei frowned.
This man was exactly what she envied when she was a magic stick in her previous life. It is said that a coat of one hundred thousand yuan, and many rich and powerful people were waiting in line. There is a famous physicist Jiang Mengran in City A.
"Master Jiang, help me take a look at my son, he seems to be possessed by an evil spirit." Hearing Murong Yunqing's irritable cry from inside the room, Mrs. Murong said anxiously, her eyes full of anticipation.
"Old lady, don't worry, as long as I, Jiang, take action, there will be no monsters that cannot be eliminated." Jiang Mengran said calmly and confidently.
"That's good. I knew, Master Jiang, you have strong spells, so I hurried to find you." Mrs. Murong frowned when she saw Yang Zimei beside her, and asked Xiao Qiang who brought Yang Zimei, "Who is this girl?" ?”
"Old madam, she is the physiogiver whom Mr. Murong asked me to invite." Xiao Qiang said hastily.
"Master?" Mrs. Murong looked at Yang Zimei suspiciously.
The little girl in front of me was only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a simple white sportswear, with a delicate face and a timid posture. Although her eyes were powerful, how could she look like a physicist
When Jiang Mengran heard that Yang Zimei was a fortune teller, he also gave her a squinting look, his eyes were full of disdain and sarcasm, "Now even Azhu and Mao dare to pretend to be us as fortune tellers to deceive us, it is an insult to our lineage of Mai. "
"Nonsense, I have invited Master Jiang now, so as not to delay Master Jiang's work." Mrs. Murong yelled at Xiao Qiang, "Hurry up and follow Master Jiang in, and see if there is anything that needs help."
"Yes, old lady." Xiao Qiang didn't dare disobey old lady Murong, but looked at Yang Zimei apologetically, "Miss Yang, please wait a moment."
Yang Zimei remained calm, and did not show any displeasure at being looked down upon by others.
She also wanted to see how powerful Master Jiang was, whom she had envied and hated so much in her previous life, so she stood quietly aside.
When Jiang Mengran saw the seven-star array on the ground, his pupils shrank slightly, and he took another serious look at Yang Zimei.
However, the seven-star formation is a basic formation that all physicists understand, so it is not surprising that this girl knows it.
Xiao Qiang opened the door—
Yang Zimei glanced inward.
I saw that there were seven or eight external spirits inside, chattering around Murong Yunqing, the resentment was extremely strong, and the evil spirit was also very heavy, no wonder the breath in the whole room was black and evil.
Murong Yunqing, on the other hand, completely lost his gentle demeanor during the day, his hair was messed up, his clothes were torn, and there were a few bloodstains on his face from scratches from his fingernails. He smashed a chair.
Just as Jiang Mengran stepped in with his front foot, he walked out with his back foot, and said to Mrs. Murong, "I'm really bewitched, and now he's crazy, so I have to tie him up so that I can perform spells conveniently."
Mrs. Murong asked Xiao Qiang to find a few strong men, who knew that Murong Yunqing threw out one or two of them, and no one would be his opponent at all.
"Master Jiang, what should we do? He is possessed by an evil spirit and his strength is boundless. Just help him drive away the evil spirits." Mrs. Murong begged, "As for the hexagram gold, I will give it to you ten times."