Mr. Jiang is old and his eyesight is not good. He listened to the cute baby's voice coming from the side, especially when he heard his wife call "little fairy".

Mr. Jiang immediately lit the candle beside him, and the bright light immediately illuminated the originally dark room.

When Master Jiang looked at the little baby girl who appeared here, he recognized at a glance that this child was not Master Lin Hanlin's sister?

"Little Immortal?" Master Jiang looked at Xiao Wanwan in front of him with a look of surprise in his eyes. "You are actually a little immortal?"

Madam Jiang said, "Of course. If it weren't for the little immortal's help, it wouldn't be long before Ning'er's luck would be snatched away by someone else."

"Immortal!" Master Jiang knelt on the ground, "Little Immortal, help me! Save our Ning'er!"

Seeing Master Jiang kneeling on the ground, Wanwan immediately stretched out her little hand to help him up, "Uncle Jiang, please don't be polite. I'm not some fairy, I just can see things that you can't see."

I heard from System Xuanqi before that the bad System Tianming was pretending to be Mr. Jiang’s deceased wife, so Mr. Jiang forcefully asked Song Yi, pretended by Shen Junze, to be their son-in-law.

So Wanwan thought that since she could see ghosts, maybe she could find the deceased Mrs. Jiang and ask her about it, thanks to her many ghost friends.

If it weren't for their ghost friends who went downstairs to help look for Mrs. Jiang, she, a little baby, would certainly not have been able to find her.

But Wanwan was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the deceased Mrs. Jiang was actually very famous among the ghosts. Basically all the ghosts knew her.

Mrs. Jiang's name is Wang Guihua. When she mentioned Wang Guihua to the ghosts, their first reaction was:

Oh, Wang Guihua, isn’t she the woman in the underworld called Pinming Sanniang by the ghosts?

Wanwan originally thought that Jiang Jinning's status as a daughter of luck was just a coincidence, but she didn't expect that her luck was earned by her deceased mother who worked hard day and night in the underworld.

Not everyone can be reincarnated after death. For example, good people who did good deeds in their lifetime can be reborn into a good family.

As for those evil people who committed all kinds of bad things in their lives, they will go to the Avici Hell.

Mrs. Jiang's family all believed in charity, and she was a good person when she was alive. She could have safely passed through reincarnation, but she left in a hurry and missed her husband and children who were still in the world.

When she was alive, she and her husband, Mr. Jiang, were very much in love. When she was dying, Mrs. Jiang's last words were that she hoped to be able to continue her relationship with her honest husband in the next life.

If she was reincarnated early and her husband died late, the age difference would be too big, then how could she continue her relationship with her husband?

So Mrs. Jiang stayed in the underworld, waiting to be reincarnated with her husband.

Mrs. Jiang was born in a very kind family, and later married Mr. Jiang, who was also from a very kind family. The two of them formed another very kind family, which is what is called adding kindness to kindness.

So, the ghost messenger saw that Mrs. Jiang was a very kind person when she was alive, so he asked her to do some of the ghost messenger's work, as a way to accumulate virtue for future generations.

But no one would have thought that Mrs. Jiang was a capable person when she was alive. After her death, she worked as a temporary ghost messenger in the underworld. She worked harder than anyone else. In less than two years, she became one of the most efficient ghost messengers in the underworld. That's why she was called the Desperate Sanniang in the underworld.

"I've been working tirelessly in the underworld day and night to earn merit for Ning'er, yet that fellow actually dared to set his sights on my daughter." Madam Jiang rolled up her sleeves and said to the little kid, "Little Immortal, I'll listen to you. How are we going to deal with that annoying guy? Since he's able to impersonate me, could he be a demon?"

Wanwan shook her head. "Although he's not a demon, he's more troublesome than a demon. If we go and confront him directly, it's definitely not a good idea."

Wanwan held her chin and thought for a while.

[Wanwan: Xuanqi, what is your system most afraid of? ]

[Xuan Qi: What we fear most is not having luck points]

[Wanwan: You told me before that you can earn luck points by doing good deeds. Last time, Chen did a lot of good things for his neighbors to earn luck points, so they kept praising him. In other words, luck points depend on people's favorability towards him.]

【Xuan Qi: You can understand it this way】

[Wanwan: So if… everyone’s favorable impression of him disappears, will that affect his luck?]

Thinking of this, Wanwan suddenly had an idea.

[Wanwan: Shen Junze's system can influence people, but no matter how powerful he is, with so many people present, his efficiency will be greatly reduced.]

Xuan Qi: Princess, what you mean is...

Wanwan clapped her hands suddenly and said, "We need a way to ruin his reputation!"

Although the behavior is a bit unethical, please, the fate of this family of cannon fodder is to have their heads neatly hung on the city wall.

They are all cannon fodder. Even the protagonist Shen Junze has no martial ethics. How can they be positive characters if they are cannon fodder?

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Tianming thought his plan was flawless. He had looked into the affairs of Mr. Jiang and his wife and knew that Mr. Jiang was a wife slave and had not remarried since Mrs. Jiang's death.

That's why he thought of pretending to be the deceased Mrs. Jiang and sending a message to Mr. Jiang in his dream.

He loved his late wife deeply, so he would naturally listen to his wife's words.

Mr. Jiang called a fortune teller early in the morning and set their wedding date at the beginning of next month, which is five days later.

“Dongdong——”

There was a knock on the door. He stood there and said, "Come in."

"Mr. Song, my young lady sent me to bring you the wedding dress. Please try it on first to see if it fits you." The maid's voice sounded.

Tianming turned around and took the wedding dress handed to him by the maid, "Thank you very much, it's been a great trouble."

Maid: "Please try it first, and tell us if it doesn't suit you."

"good."

Soon, the maid came forward and helped him change into wedding clothes.

The bright red wedding dress set off the man's fair skin, and the maid beside him couldn't help but blush.

Tianming stood in front of the bronze mirror in a red wedding dress. He had never thought that he, a system, could actually occupy the host's body and wear wedding clothes.

The face in front of him at this moment was not Shen Junze, but just a face he casually conjured up.

Tianming glanced at the maids present and said, "Go tell your young lady that it fits her perfectly."

"Yes." The maid replied and was about to take it off when she heard the man say, "You guys go out, I'll do it myself."

Seeing that the man didn't need them, the maids left immediately. Soon, Tianming was the only one left in the huge room.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the place where he had imprisoned the real Shen Junze.

Tianming chuckled and said, "Your Highness, I seem to be more suitable to be a host than you."