A powerful Feng Shui master wakes up in the body of Lin Zhiluo, a tragic supporting character who is so poor she can't even afford to eat.
To survive, she reluctantly starts a live stream...
"According to my divination, yes."
Yang Fei thought for a moment: "If I say that I'm going with them to their hideout, will the people who were taken away before be caught?"
“This is dangerous, and your mother doesn’t want you to take any risks,” Lin Zhiluo said.
Yang Fei was somewhat troubled: "But those two are watching me very closely. Even when I'm on the phone now, I can see them spying on me in the dark."
“Yang Fei, you’re very smart. You have a way to escape.” Lin Zhiluo understood what Yang Fei meant.
Yang Fei said, "If my other daughter is in danger because of me, I will never be able to get over this in my life."
"I have a way." Qi Zhiyang stepped out from behind the crowd.
Qi Zhiyang said to Yang Fei, "Tell me your details, and someone will send you some things, just some self-defense tools and a tracking device. Keep them with you. We will call the police, and they will follow you."
“I know I will keep myself safe; they’ve made it through.”
Qi Zhiyang immediately handed the phone to Xiang Yingxia, saying, "Just a few words."
Xiang Yingxia heard someone talking to her daughter Yang Fei over there.
"Feifei, don't eat anything cold now, or you'll catch a cold. Tell Mom what you want to eat, and come back when you're on vacation."
Yang Fei felt a warmth in her heart, and she wasn't afraid even if there were two devils around her: "Mom, don't worry. It's been so long. You've become so long-winded. I'm not going to talk to you anymore. My friend is here."
After saying that, he pretended to hang up the phone, but actually put the phone in his pocket.