Chapter 303 Feng Qingyang is here
Jiang Wan looked at her in disbelief, his face full of panic: "Mommy, don't you want me anymore?"
Ye Shuhua, with red eyes, came to hold Jiang Ci's hand, "Xiao Ci..."
Jiang Ci didn't move, but said with a fake smile: "I gave you my hand."
“…”
"Xiaoci, how can you talk to your mother like that!"
Jiang Ci chuckled: "Ms. Ye Shuhua, you seem to have forgotten who poked out your eyes."
Ye Shuhua's face changed and she subconsciously reached for the artificial eye. The pain of being stabbed in the eyeball by glass shards that day suddenly came to her mind.
"Let's not talk about the past." She gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, I admit that you are my biological daughter."
"I abandoned you, but you can't blame me. It's your fault that you were born mentally retarded."
"Besides, if the Jiang family hadn't given you something to eat, how could a mentally retarded child like you have grown up to this point?"
"Mom has admitted her mistake to you, and you also hurt her eyes, so we are even now."
Ye Shuhua said: "Come back, Xiaoci, you are my real daughter."
Jiang Wan stared at it blankly, tears falling from her eyes.
I wanted to say something, but I couldn't.
She has received all the love from her adoptive parents over the years. If Jiang Cizhen comes back, she will be an abandoned child.
"Ye Shuhua, where do you get the confidence that I must have this family?" Jiang Ci said with a smile: "I told you that after one year, your whole family will die. Why do you want me to go back and collect your bodies?"
Ye Shuhua found this particularly irritating and frowned: "Even if you deny it, you are still my biological daughter."
"This is a fact of blood relationship that can never be changed!"
Jiang Ci smiled even more brightly: "You want me to come back and help the Jiang family overcome the difficulties, right?"
She saw through it at a glance.
Ye Shuhua said confidently: "Otherwise, you are a member of the Jiang family in life and a ghost of the Jiang family in death."
Jiang Ci stretched out his hand directly in front of her.
"ah!"
Ye Shuhua was so frightened that she stepped back repeatedly and fell on her butt.
The fear that had been dominated by Jiang Ci these days suddenly spread throughout his body.
"You can let me come back, but you are blind. Dig out your eyes first."
Ye Shuhua looked unhappy: "Do you want me to be blind?"
"So, if you don't have sincerity, why bother to say hypocritical words?" Jiang Ci said coldly, "Oh, by the way, I came here to tell you that Jiang Fu has been sent to the eighteenth level of hell. When you die, your family of four can reunite with him."
The three people's faces suddenly changed.
Jiang Ci turned around lightly and walked away swaggeringly under the frightened gazes of the three people.
"No, I don't want to die. I don't want to go to hell." Jiang Shou's face was full of fear, and he grabbed Jiang Wan. "Wan Wan, now it's your turn to show off."
Jiang Wan was confused, "What should I show?"
"I'll tell you the truth. That venerable said that you were born extraordinary. As long as you get Jiang Ci's amazing luck, you will be able to restore your true strength."
Jiang Wan didn't understand.
Jiang Shou gritted his teeth and said to Ye Shuhua, "Daughter-in-law, stop arguing about whose daughter Wanwan is. She is the child of our Jiang family!"
"As long as Wanwan is here, the Jiang family and the Ye family will have a bright future!"
Ye Shuhua looked gloomy and glanced at Jiang Wan, still feeling uncomfortable.
"I will contact the higher-ups right now and ask them to take away Jiang Ci's luck! We can't wait any longer!"
Jiang Shou dragged out a safe from under the bed, opened it and took out a golden talisman.
Ye Shuhua and Jiang Wan watched in surprise as he lit the golden talisman with a lighter.
"What kind of charm is this?"
"A talisman that can completely change your destiny."
As Jiang Shou burned the incense, he kept muttering, "Great God, I beg you to grant me a miracle..."
The three didn't see it.
Jiang Ci was sitting in the ghost sedan chair outside the window, watching coldly.
"The golden talisman has a familiar aura."
The burning golden talisman quickly turned into a beam of light that shot straight into the sky.
Jiang Ci looked at the golden light that was streaking across the sky like a meteor and snapped his fingers.
A wisp of netherworld power quickly caught up.
The ghost nodded: "Sir, do you want to chase after him?"
"No, the curse will be placed on the god. I can find him myself then."
"Go to Nangong Mansion and take back the statue with the broken hand."
Ghost: “Yes!”
The ghost sedan rushed as fast as the wind in the night and soon arrived at Nangong Mansion.
The crazy special death guards had caused a big commotion in the Nangong Mansion, and the entire mansion was almost reduced to ruins.
After two days of repair and maintenance, the mansion is almost restored.
but……
The whole mansion was lifeless. From the outside, it looked eerie and lifeless.
The head of the Nangong family went through a lot of trouble to find Feng Qingyang, and at this moment, he was talking to Feng Qingyang in the garden.
"Master Feng, what's wrong with my house?"
"You personally set up the Feng Shui layout back then, so there's no way it could be wrong."
Feng Qingyang's hair turned gray, and he frowned and stroked his beard, "Death energy, a very heavy death energy."
The Nangong family head asked in confusion: "Death energy? What is that?"
“A place where living people live needs to have vitality, the smell of fireworks, and the popularity of people in order to be habitable.”
"Dead places only have graves and cemeteries."
"But the aura of death in this mansion is so heavy that it is unimaginable."
Feng Qingyang frowned tightly, walked around the garden, and came to the pond.
"Pump out the water from below. There seems to be something in there."
The head of the Nangong family quickly called out, "Butler Jin, quickly have someone drain the water!"
Soon, the water in the pool was drained, and a sinister statue with a severed hand appeared in the mud.
Feng Qingyang's expression changed, "Sure enough, this thing is causing trouble."
The head of the Nangong family felt terrified when he just took a look at the statue with a severed hand.
"Master Feng, what is this?"
"Your family's luck has been absorbed by it. No wonder the whole mansion is so lifeless."
Feng Qingyang took the statue of the severed hand from Butler Jin. As soon as his fingers touched it, he felt an extremely eerie aura.
His face changed drastically.
"Such a heavy grudge."
"Sorry, I can't help you with this."
The head of the Nangong family was dumbfounded: "Master Feng, you are the leading master of metaphysics in China. How can you not take care of a mere statue of a broken hand?"
"This statue with a broken hand has a spirit." Feng Qingyang said with a fearful look on his face, "It has decided to set up camp here."
"What?"
"In layman's terms, it just won't leave."
Nangong Patriarch: “?”
"Master Feng, what should we do? If we leave it here, it will suck away all the luck of our Nangong family! Do we have to move?"
"Moving is useless. It's targeting your Nangong family." Feng Qingyang shook his head helplessly, "With my current level of Taoism, I can't get rid of this statue with a broken hand."
"If my master were here, maybe she could solve it."
"pity……"
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