The master of metaphysics led his whole family to become gods after being read into his mind

Chapter 22 Meeting the dying second brother

"I don't know how the old lady knew Xiao Yu's lifespan. I just hope that the old lady won't reveal this matter. She won't like a group of people looking at her with pity."

There was a trace of tiredness in Master Wushang's voice, "I suspect that your Ji family colluded with a practitioner of mysticism to maliciously change Xiao Yu's fate. This is why she has been living on thin ice. My disciple has been It’s really too painful. If I hadn’t considered that the death of her relatives would affect her fate, I wouldn’t have let her return to the Ji family.”

"It's our Ji family that feels sorry for her."

The old lady sighed and burst into tears instantly, "Master, please don't worry, I will do my best to protect her."

No matter who harmed her granddaughter, she would find out and make that person pay the price he deserved.

"Ah."

Hearing the suppressed sobs on the other end of the phone, Wu Shang changed the topic and added: "There is no need to be so pessimistic. My disciple has long been superior to others. Her abilities are better than mine. She will continue to accumulate merit and live. Not a big problem.

It’s just that I was used to being suppressed by me when I was a child, and I have never been very confident. It would be great if the old lady could help me praise her more, so that she can be more energetic like a little girl. "

"Okay, okay, I will."

The old lady assured her again and again, and asked Wu Shang about her granddaughter's childhood experiences and her preferences.

It turns out that my granddaughter is not afraid of ghosts or insects. She likes painting, playing the flute, and eating all kinds of delicious food, but she is not picky about food.

She hates when others lie to her.

Wu Shang warned: "You don't have to say anything, but you can't deceive. Once my disciple finds out, he will never pay attention to you again."

Back then, Xiaoyu was deceived by an innocent ghost and brought to the lair of evil spirits. A group of extremely vicious evil spirits almost bit her to death.

They are sorcerers, also known as occultists. They practice and circulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within their bodies. Only the spells drawn by the spiritual energy can restrain ghosts and ghosts. The evil ghosts have a special liking for natural spiritual energy, which they both fear and desire.

The old lady cried until her voice became hoarse. She covered her face with her hands, her shoulders trembled, and her tears fell silently.

After hanging up the phone for a long time, her emotions didn't recover.

Taking out a handkerchief to dry her tears, the old lady called her eldest nephew Shen Ling.

She asked him to re-investigate the disappearance of Miss Ji's third daughter. She suspected that someone had stolen the child, changed her granddaughter's fate, and then cruelly abandoned her.

Hearing the hoarseness in her aunt's voice, Shen Ling did not expose this. Instead, she responded seriously, saying that she would investigate again and hung up the phone after repeated assurances.

At three quarters of noon, the winter sun hits me warmly.

Ji Xiaoyu is going to start doing rituals.

She put on the dark green Taoist robe that her master had given her on the day she came of age. The two front pieces overlapped and were sewn together with fabrics of the same color. The collar and cuffs were edged with gold fabric, making it look very layered. , the Taoist robe is also embroidered with dragon patterns and crane patterns flying up, and the embroidery is lifelike, as if it is about to leap out of the clothes.

Under the sun, the girl was as long as jade, and the skin on her face was as white as snow, as if it could reflect the light of the sky.

Her eyes are as bright as stars, revealing a pure and deep light. Her long hair is as silky, smooth and bright, and her long ponytail flutters gently in the wind, adding a bit of elegant beauty.

The steps are light, as if walking on clouds, elegant and solemn.

"Xiao Yu looks so beautiful like this. I used to see Taoist priests doing it like dancing to a master, without any sense of beauty."

Aunt Qiurong's face was full of admiration. She was in her fifties, and she looked like a nymphomaniac girl.

Uncle Wang sneered and retorted: "Can those smelly Taoist priests compare with the third lady? The third lady is a person with great abilities, not those who can compare with the magicians."

"makes sense."

Aunt Qiurong nodded in agreement.

At this moment, everyone saw faint gray smoke floating up from the ground, dancing gracefully in the direction of Ji Xiaoyu's finger, waving his hand again, and suddenly dispersed, the smoke instantly dissipated in the air.

"Finish."

Ji Xiaoyu wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, feeling so tired that he just wanted to go to bed.

If she simply removed the evil spirit that had been buried for many years, it would not be that tiring. However, because she had accepted the gift from her ancestors, she thought of giving him some back and used spiritual energy to build an evil-proof formation above the house. From now on, you no longer have to worry about Yin Qi entering your home.

She yawned and was about to say hello to her grandma and go back to her room for a lunch break. When she turned around, she saw the tall, thin young man standing at the back.

I don’t know when he came or how long he looked there. It was a bit far away and I couldn’t see the expression on his face clearly.

"My dear granddaughter, thank you for your hard work. Go back to your room and take a rest. Grandma will have something for you later."

The grandma looked at her granddaughter's tired look when she suddenly yawned, and immediately felt distressed and asked Qiurong to take her back to her room to rest.

"it is good."

When leaving, Ji Xiaoyu walked specifically in the direction of the young man. When he got closer, when she saw his face, she froze in place with a little surprise.

[Ding, mind reading activated]

[Is he the second brother Ji Lingyan? 】

[You are obviously only two years older than me, why do you look so old in your eyes? 】

[Moreover, his hall is darkened and his eyebrows are filled with evil spirits. This is a sign of his near future and he will die within half a year. 】

[This is the person the master was talking about! 】

Ji Lingyan: "???"

Can I read my sister's mind? Will I die within half a year?
  I don’t know which news is more shocking.

"Why are you here today, Second Young Master? You didn't even say a word when you came. I just found you now."

Aunt Qiurong was enthusiastic on the surface, but she actually leaned into Ji Xiaoyu's ear and said in a voice that could be heard by all three people: "Xiaoyu, this is your second brother who loves to get into trouble. You may have forgotten it, but it's okay. unimportant."

Ji Lingyan: "."

Do you think he is dead? But Aunt Qiurong and grandma are as close as sisters, so it’s really hard to offend him.

Ji Lingyan said with a non-smiling smile: "Aunt Qiurong, I have only just arrived."

Seeing his sister who was standing aside in a daze, he sneered, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember your second brother, I don't remember you anyway."

She just likes her eldest brother, right? Last night, Shizui added her as a friend, but she still hasn’t agreed to it all night long. Ji Lingyan gritted her teeth angrily, "My father asked me to come and take you back. I brought you the words. Do you love me back?"

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, but deliberately slowed down his pace, as if he was waiting for someone to stop him.

When Aunt Qiurong heard this, she became even more displeased with Ji Lingyan, "Don't be sad, Xiaoyu, the eldest young master also likes you."

When Ji Lingyan heard this, his cheeks were swollen.

"Second brother!"

Ji Xiaoyu came back to her senses. When she saw Ji Lingyan stop, she chased after him and whispered, "I'll go back with you."

[My second brother is about to die. I will definitely follow him during this period. 】

Ji Lingyan: "."

I don't know whether I should be happy or sad.

Although Aunt Qiurong looked very unhappy, after hearing Ji Xiaoyu's decision, she immediately helped her pack her bags and sent her to the car.

I brought something from the old lady by the way.

That is, a set of exquisite painting tools and a box containing a flute.

(End of this chapter)