Counterattack by cannon fodder who reads minds! Eighty-year-old eat melon and become a group favorit

Seeing that the two of them didn't believe it, Jiang Yicha pushed a carp straight out of Jiang Chengmo's arms, showing no signs of wilting and full of energy.

"It said it had eaten nine people."

When he heard the nine people, Song Yeming's face looked a little strange, "There is no evil spirit, go back and sleep quickly."

"The demon said that the master fed it to it, and...Eh? You didn't feed it to it!"

Jiang Yicha stared at Song Yeming in surprise, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, stared at the intertwined fate behind him, and nodded again in affirmation.

"You didn't feed it."

"Then who is the owner of this place?"

Song Yeming rubbed his eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"

What is the owner here and what is feeding it?

"Just...forget it, come with me!"

Jiang Yicha grabbed Song Yeming and Jiang Chengmo one by one and ran towards her bedroom.

After opening the door, the smell of blood and stench in the room made the three of them retreat.

Song Yeming turned on the lights in the room.

For a moment, the howl was deafening.

Jiang Yicha subconsciously raised his hand and threw a light purple barrier.

"Success?"

Jiang Yicha looked at his hand in a daze, grinned, raised his hand and threw it at the fox's head again.

Song Yeming: "..."

The little guy is awesome.

Jiang Chengmo secretly pinched himself, looked at the fox head on the ground, and then at Jiang Yicha, full of shock.

Monster, goblin?

Or a god?

"Ho ho ho~" Jiang Yicha was happy and ran towards the fox's head excitedly. He raised his foot and stepped on it, "Tell me! Where is the person who did bad things with you!"

"In, in Maple Garden!" The fox head said in pain, "Let, let me go..."

"Where is Maple Garden?" Jiang Yicha kicked the fox on the head again, angrily, "Tell me!"

"Maple Garden is in the southwest corner. It is a separate courtyard where my trusted subordinates temporarily reside." Song Yeming spoke out and walked towards the fox head, "Who is the person who is colluding with you?"

"A woman! A woman with a short head!" The fox head ran rampant in the purple barrier, "Let me go——"

Song Yeming lowered his eyes, "I know who it is."

Jiang Yicha stared at Song Yeming for a long time, "It's your rotten peach blossom."

He nodded as he spoke.

"You have a lot of romantic debts."

"Pfft~" Jiang Chengmo leaned against the door and laughed, "Master Song is really romantic."

Jiang Yicha raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Chengmo, his face wrinkled, "You too."

Jiang Chengmo: "..."

He is still a single young man and has never touched a woman's hand. How come he is involved in a romantic relationship?

After Jiang Yicha finished speaking, he jumped directly onto the bed, put one hand on his hip, put the other hand on the bridge of his nose, and lowered his head slightly, "From now on, call me the fortune teller."

"..."

Jiang Chengmo and Song Yeming looked at each other, "Hurry and take her back to sleep, this is your niece/niece!"

Jiang Yicha jumped up and down a few more times, "Hurry up and call the police to arrest Taohua. She killed nine people!"

Song Yeming dealt with it twice, thinking of dealing with Song Yu privately. There was no way to call the police for such matters involving unnatural forces.

Moreover, it would be a great harm to her if outsiders knew how special her little niece was.

By then, he wasn't sure he could protect her.

Jiang Chengmo was holding Jiang Yicha and wanted to go back to rest. Song Yeming went downstairs and a bodyguard in black rushed over.

"Master Song! Outside -"

"Cough cough!"

"Oh, yes, sir, there are two Taoist priests outside. They insist on breaking in!" Ever since Jiang Yicha arrived, Song Yeming had asked his subordinates to change their words. Calling him 'Song Ye' made it seem that he was not innocent. Call me sir instead.

"Taoist?" Song Yeming's deep eyes fell on Jiang Yicha, turned around, and then ordered his subordinates, "Please come to the living room."

The subordinates in black left in a hurry.

Song Yeming looked at Jiang Chengmo and said, "Take her back to rest first, and I'll take care of it. If you need anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"it is good."

Jiang Chengmo carried Jiang Yicha back to the room and coaxed her to close her eyes and sleep.

After a while, Jiang Chengmo stared at the ceiling and sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to live happily ever after."

"Little uncle, do you want to have a peaceful life? I can draw a peace charm."

The childish voice in his arms answered, shocking Jiang Chengmo.

"Aren't you asleep?"

Seeing Jiang Chengmo gritting his teeth, Jiang Yicha simply climbed up to his arm and hugged his arm, his big eyes twitching, not feeling sleepy at all.

"Little uncle, do you want a peace charm? One hundred yuan a piece, super cost-effective~"

Jiang Yicha shook his little head, and some blood oozed from the gauze on his head.

Jiang Chengmo was so frightened that he quickly held her head and said, "Little ancestor, please stop shaking your head!"

"Oh, it doesn't matter. It's just a little injury, but it won't kill you!"

Jiang Yicha waved his little hand, his face full of pride, "I broke my leg last month, and it's healing so fast!"

Jiang Chengmo: "...go to sleep."

The living room downstairs is bright. Except for Song Yeming and two green-robed Taoist priests on the sofa, there is a circle of bodyguards in black standing outside the living room.

One-sided crushing is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

"What are you doing here late at night?" Song Yeming struck preemptively, his wary eyes falling on the two Taoist priests, as if he wanted to poke a hole in them.

"Donor, we came to Shencheng by chance and noticed that there was a monster in your house. We wanted to wait until it did evil again and subdue it, but we didn't expect that the monster had already been subdued."

"This time the two of us would like to visit fellow Taoists and take Yaogui back to the sect and keep him under strict supervision."

"The two Taoist priests came a step too late. Fellow Taoist has already left. As for the evil spirits, they are upstairs." Song Yeming deliberately concealed Jiang Yicha.

"I'm late……"

The two Taoist priests looked at each other and frowned, "In that case, can we take the evil spirit away now?"

Song Yeming stood up and led the way: "Please."

When he opened the door again, the stench still lingered. Inside the light purple barrier was a huge, powerless fox head that was growing tentacles crazily, trying to break the barrier.

"It's the Demon Prisoner's Barrier!"

The two Taoist priests were shocked.

"Does the donor know where the fellow Taoist who surrendered this evil spirit has gone?"

Song Yeming nodded, pointed to the window, and opened his mouth to lie, "That fellow Taoist is quite mysterious. He jumped out of the window after surrendering the evil spirit. He should have gone south."

"Thank you, donor."

The leading Taoist priest took out a copper gourd, pointed it at the demon on the ground, and recited inaudible mantras.

The demon was instantly sucked into the copper gourd.

However, there is still a light purple barrier on the ground.

Suddenly.

The light purple barrier jumped up, bounced twice, deformed from a circular barrier, turned into a rabbit shape, hit the ground, turned into dots of light purple light, and then disappeared.

The two Taoist priests were confused: Can the barrier be played like this?

Song Yeming stretched out his hand, his intention to chase people away was obvious, "Since the evil spirit has been eliminated, the two Taoist priests should leave early. Besides, this is one thousand yuan. Thank you Taoist priest for your help."

The two Taoist priests waved their hands hurriedly, with panic on their faces, "Don't dare, I didn't do anything. Thanks to the help of fellow Taoist, the two of us still have to go to see that expert fellow Taoist."

After sending the two Taoist priests away, Song Yeming breathed a sigh of relief. When he returned to the room again, he happened to meet Jiang Chengmo who was leaving the room.

Their eyes met.

"Talk?"