90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 23

Yang Yun was murdered at home. The murderer hit her on the back of the head with a blunt object, causing her to fall face first onto the ground. Her body was dumped in a wasteland beside a path after her death.

Ji Shazhan frowned, the case suddenly reached a dead end again.

Seeing the two sergeants looking worried, Anzi raised his hand weakly, "Well... my family has an ancestral backtracking charm that can see the five minutes before the murder happened..."

The two of them turned their heads at the same time, their eyes like four light bulbs.

However, Anzi had seen this kind of looks too many times before he entered the book, and it had become commonplace.

"But you also know that drawing talismans is difficult. It took me a lot of effort to draw two..."

She had made this little gadget before she transmigrated into the book in order to help a police officer she knew well solve a closed-room murder case, and it was said to be very effective.

The master and the disciple looked at each other and began to take things and money from the coffee table.

Wow, Fang Shazhan even took off the watch on his wrist, and Ji Shazhan also took off the gold necklace from his neck.

Anzi's mouth twitched. He pulled the cash over, pushed the things back, then turned around and took out two talismans and two small triangles from the drawer.

"Here, two backtracking charms and two peace charms are given as friendship gifts. Both of you have had black spots on your foreheads recently. You both have had bloody disasters."

Speaking of the black spot on the forehead, Anzi suddenly thought of He Hui. He didn't know how he was doing. He was so happy about moving house recently that he completely forgot about it. He would have to go to He's house later to check on him.

Fang Shazhan and Ji Shazhan thanked them in a low voice and left with Yang Yun. As soon as Anzi and others left, he immediately started counting the money.

Two backtracking charms were credited to her account for 458. She gave the money to Wang Po and asked her to start keeping accounts, including the previous ones.

Wang Po was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and her steps were brisk when she was doing things.

Anzi shook her head. Her grandma was too easily satisfied. She had to earn more money before going to school, otherwise her grandma might really become a part-time worker, and she couldn't bear to let her go.

Thinking of this, she went over and grabbed Wang Po's hand, "Grandma, compensate me for going to Aunt Meiling's house."

Wang Po was also planning to visit in the next two days. When she heard this, she knew exactly what to do. She quickly packed a fruit basket and took Anzi out.

The He family was all present today, but the one who opened the door was not the Filipino maid, but Chen Yanni.

He Hui and Yi Meiling both lay down, so Asan called Chen Yanni and asked her to come over to help, as she and Jian Xiaoli really couldn't handle the two children.

Chen Yanni is a straightforward person and gets along well with the He family. She came without saying a word after receiving the call, and she was carrying two old hens in her hands.

"Aunt Wang, Anzi!" Chen Yanni was very enthusiastic. She had already heard from her stepdaughter and Ashan what had happened. The look in her eyes when she looked at Aunt Wang and Anzi was full of blind admiration for someone who was a master.

Seeing Chen Yanni here, Wang Po guessed the reason and didn't say much. She just asked her to visit her home when she was free and told her the address.

When Chen Yanni heard this, she realized it was indeed very close, only a ten-minute walk away, so she agreed immediately.

"Xiaoli and Asan haven't finished school yet. Meiling and Ahui are resting upstairs. God have mercy on them. Both of them can't get out of bed." Chen Yanni said, raising her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Anzi's eyes moved slightly, "Grandma, you guys chat first, I'll go upstairs to find Aunt Meiling."

Wang Po knew from her look that she had something important to do, so she simply nodded.

On the night of moving to the new house, she secretly burned paper for An Laoqi. That night, she dreamed of the dead old man, who told her to take good care of Anzi. Whether the An family could prosper depended on her. Anyway, if she listened to her, she would live a good life. Wang Po was so annoyed by his chattering that she kicked him away. After waking up, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Her granddaughter was very capable, and she, as a grandmother, really couldn't hold her back. As for enjoying a good life, she didn't care. As long as Anzi lived well, she would be satisfied.

Anzi went upstairs and knocked on the door of the master bedroom. The couple were half lying on the bed reading. When he looked over, he saw the fair-skinned Yi Meiling and a black man lying side by side. The contrast was really obvious.

"The little master is here! Please come in!" Yi Meiling put down the book and poked He Hui, whose arm was across her chest, with her elbow, causing him to hiss in pain.

Anzi walked in with his hands in his pockets, smiling, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle He, I haven't seen you for just a few days, and you're getting darker."

He Hui: …

"Haha, little master, please stop teasing me. I'm so unlucky." He Hui smiled bitterly. He was lying. He was probably possessed by the god of bad luck recently. He had been recuperating for so many days, but not only was there no sign of improvement, but the situation was getting worse.

Anzi put his hands behind his back like a little adult and said, "I came here just for this matter."

She would never say that she just remembered this unfortunate guy.

"Someone has put a curse on you. If you delay any longer, your life will be over." Anzi narrowed his eyes. The black energy on He Hui's head was not so serious before, but now his face could not be seen.

He Hui screamed, "What kind of hatred and grudge is this!"

Yi Meiling was also very worried. She injured her leg but was recovering well. She was wondering why her husband was not getting better yet. After all, Chen Meng had spent a lot of money to hire a very good doctor for them, but she didn't expect that he was cursed.

"Young Master, please help Brother Hui." Yi Meiling was so anxious that she wanted to get off the bed and kowtow, "Remuneration is not a problem!" They haven't paid the last payment yet, and they are all lying down and unable to go to the bank to withdraw money. It's a good opportunity to wrap it all up in a big red envelope this time.

Chen Meng gave the He family a villa as a gift. Although the He family's wealth is not as good as the Lin family, they can still afford one hundred thousand.

Anzi pursed her lips and smiled. She liked this kind of straightforward person. She preferred to talk about money rather than talking about feelings with others.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely make you a lively and energetic master-in-law."

The curse that He Hui was under was "One month to be born, one day to die", and it has been more than twenty days now. Fortunately, Anzi remembered it, otherwise he would really have to suffer the consequences.

This curse is easy to break. The person who cast the curse was not very skilled, which is why He Hui has been so active for so long. If he was a master, he would have been lying down on the tenth day. How could it have taken effect only recently?

Anzi walked to the bedside, raised his hand and pulled out a strand of his hair, then went to the side and poured a glass of boiled water, wrapped the strand of hair with a talisman, and muttered a spell.

Yi Meiling and He Hui held their breath and dared not say a word, for fear of disturbing the little master's practice.

When they saw the talisman paper wrapped around the hair spontaneously combust without fire and turn into ashes falling into the glass of boiled water, the couple swallowed their saliva together.

Anzi brought the talisman water over, and before he could tell him what to do, Yi Meiling snatched the cup of turbid talisman water, pinched He Hui's nose and forced him to drink it before he could react.

Anzai: …

He Hui: …

"No, this is not for drinking..." Anzi was stunned by Yi Meiling's vigorous movements.

Yi Meiling: ???

He Hui: …yue.

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