Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 15 Yu Qing takes action
  Yu Huilian panicked and took the girl's hand, trying to push her out.

however,
  The girl looked back, her eyes were indifferent but extremely reassuring, and her voice sounded like it was coming from the distant horizon.

"Mom, don't be afraid, leave it to me."

Lacking emotion, she truly felt the sadness. For the first time, she broke the rules and no longer wanted to be an ordinary person.

Yu Huilian felt that he must be crazy!

She actually heard a stronger murderous aura from her daughter's voice, and even the Yin Qi swept through the ward.

Yu Qing touched his forehead, his finger bones were slightly cold, and his body felt dizzy like a fever.

After pondering for a moment, his long and slender fingers slowly stretched out, and his lips opened slightly.

"Jianggu!"

At the same time, in a certain room in the Xinlou community, the suitcase shook violently until it burst. Under a pile of books was a long mahogany box.

The lock unlatched itself, and the gray brush flew into the air and tore through the void, heading straight for the hospital a few kilometers away.

The shaking pen barrel actually shows some excitement.

In just one second, it fell firmly into the master's hand. The moment the five fingers came together, the decay faded away, and the pen barrel glowed with a subtle red color. Although the power was suppressed, it was still full of coercion.

When Yu Huilian saw the sudden appearance of Jiang Gu, his pupils trembled, and he suddenly understood in his heart.

She hurriedly walked to the bed and tied Tang and Yan tightly.

After a while, the talisman paper originally attached fell off at some point, leaving only the burnt talisman ashes on the ground.

Yu Huilian had a plan. If something happened to her daughter, she would risk her life to push her out, but she couldn't disturb her at this time.

If you can't help yourself, at least you won't be a burden.

After holding Jiang Gu, Yu Qing's whole person underwent earth-shaking changes. His dark pupils had tiny specks of gold, and his skin became much softer and whiter.

She closed her eyes and opened them again. The seal that bound her was lifted and she regained 10% of her power. That was enough.

At first, they only felt cold, but now they could clearly see what was tormenting Tang and Yan.

On the ceiling facing Tang and Yan, the evil spirit condensed into black mist showed its fangs and wanted to devour his soul.

Half of his soul has left his body, and the man's face is stern, ready to die, with no panic on his face.

Only when I met my daughter's eyes did I feel a little fear, sadness, and sadness.

Yu Qing narrowed her eyes, and the crimson bone came out of her hand and rushed straight into the black mist. She drew a symbol in the void with her fingertips, raised her hand and waved it away. The soul returned to the original body, and the black mist emitted a shrill scream and then disappeared.

She stretched out her hand again, and the crimson bone returned to her hand. The cold atmosphere in the ward dissipated, and the warm sun poured into the room through the glass, and the surrounding temperature warmed up.

Yu Huilian stepped forward, somewhat unwilling to admit it, "Qingqing, you know how to..."

She paused and said no more.

The woman in the bed next to her was already awake, and noisy footsteps could be heard in the corridor.

Re-bind the contract with Jianggu, and it will stay in Yu Qing's eyebrows.

"Mom, I want to take a rest."

"Okay," Yu Huilian heard the voices of the doctor and nurse: "Let mom handle this."

...

Yu Qing took a taxi home after leaving the hospital.

The taxi driver looked at her several times in the rearview mirror. The girl's face was too pale.

"Little girl, are you not feeling well? Why don't you go back to the hospital?"

He picked her up from the Beimen Inpatient Department and subconsciously thought she had just been discharged from the hospital.

Yu Qing: "Thank you, I'm fine."

In this case, he couldn't say any more, so he just speeded up silently.

The shops downstairs in Xinlou Community opened early, and the owner of the night stall would not open until the afternoon. There were not many people at the moment, and no one cared about others.

Yu Qing supported the wall and climbed up the stairs, raising his hand to wipe away the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, with a hint of irony in his dark pupils. She went to the neighbor's house next door to get her suitcase, thanked her, and then returned to her room.

The girl fell down on the bed, closed her eyes tightly, and fell into a state of chaos.

She slept for a long time, and when she woke up again it was already dark outside.

Yu Qing got up, threw the dirty clothes into the laundry, hung up the cotton-padded jacket, and changed into a clean off-white coat with a white bottoming shirt underneath.

She went downstairs to eat a bowl of spicy hotpot, then went to the Hecheng Stone Gambling Area to buy a few stones, and finally took a piece of Hotan mutton-fat white jade and a piece of Xiu jade from others.

Not a penny of the 10 million yuan for medical treatment given by the Bai family was left, and they still owed Yu Huilian 5,000 yuan.

Although she said she didn't need to pay it back, it was just pocket money, but Yu Qing knew that the conditions at home were not good, so Yu Huilian had no choice but to give up her tough attitude.

Yu Qing thought for a while, then went to a nearby Taoist supplies store to buy yellow watch paper and cinnabar.

The owner of the supplies store is a very strange man. He is about seven or eight years old. He wears a zombie hat on his head and a mini Qing Dynasty official uniform.

The little boy lifted the talisman paper in front of his forehead, revealing a pair of dark eyes. His voice was low, and one or two words came out somewhat slowly.

"Sister, scan the QR code or cash?"

He stood there, not even as high as the counter.

Yu Qing glanced at him, then didn't pay too much attention. He took the bag and said, "Scan the code."

"Thank you for your patronage, welcome to visit next time." The little boy sent the guest off in a very humane way.

...

Taoism has five arts, namely mountain, medicine, fortune, fortune telling, and divination. These five arts cooperate with each other to form a complete system of Taoist practice.

It just so happens that she knows a little bit about it. Yu Qing stood in the alley on the right side of the intersection. There were few people around here.

She didn't summon the crimson bone, and using it to draw talismans was overkill.

She took out the brush she just bought from the bag, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew on the yellow paper. The talisman paper flashed with golden light. In a short while, she had drawn more than ten talisman papers.

He picked up a piece of talisman paper with one hand, and in an instant the fire burst out, and the gray smoke curled into the distance.

Yu Qing tidied up and walked towards the direction where the smoke dispersed.

One kilometer away is a high-end club, just opposite the food street.

Yu Qing still remembered the last time she met Shen Xianmeng here. At that time, she was begging for help but was rejected.

There are many people in the club, all kinds of people, there is plenty of Yang energy, and there are no ghosts.

...

"Brother Jing, I heard that you escaped unscathed from the fight with the police this time. Can you tell the brothers how you did it?" the young man asked humbly.

What he wanted to please was a middle-aged man who looked mature and steady, with an average appearance, but he had a bloodthirsty aura about him.

Brother Jing slowly took a sip of wine and then said quietly: "It's a harmless little thing, nothing--"

"boom!"

Brother Jing raised his head in displeasure when his words were interrupted, his brows filled with murderous intent.

The girl who kicked open the private room door walked in casually, looked around, and finally her eyes rested on him.

"who are you?"

"Who allowed you to break in!"

The people in the private room stood up immediately. More than ten people stood together, aggressive, but Brother Jing sat calmly all the time.

"I hate talking nonsense." The girl said softly.

Before everyone understood the meaning of her words, they saw her step forward, grab Brother Jing's collar, and slam it on the glass table.

There was silence in the private room, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet and eerie.

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(End of this chapter)