"Fortune-telling is based on the cycle of cause and effect. If I reveal the secret, I will suffer backlash." Tong Miaomiao said lightly.
"Every cause has its consequences. I helped your son find the real culprit because I wanted to save the innocent Huo Jianhua.
"I helped your daughter regain her soul. That's because I can gain merit by saving your daughter."
"But you asked me to help tell your eldest brother's fortune. He has this calamity in his fate. This is revealing the secret of heaven!"
When Mrs. An heard this, her face turned even paler.
"Does that mean it doesn't count?"
If calculating her elder brother's whereabouts would cause her benefactor to suffer backlash, she would not dare to force it.
"Not impossible." Tong Miaomiao smiled faintly, "I said cause and effect, which means that if you gain something, you will lose something.
I can help you calculate, but you have to pay a corresponding fee, such as spending money to ward off disasters."
"No problem." When Mrs. An heard that she could spend money to avoid disaster, she agreed without thinking.
The last thing you need when setting up a family is money.
"You said, as long as I can find my elder brother, I'm willing to pay any price."
She knew that Tong Miaomiao was not doing it for the money, otherwise she would not have let them donate the 15% shares of An's that her husband had given her before.
Tong Miaomiao was not surprised that she agreed: "Okay, build a Taoist temple in the imperial capital within a month!"
With Anjia's ability, building a Taoist temple in a month is not a problem at all.
"Taoist...Taoist temple!" Mrs. An was stunned. She obviously didn't expect Tong Miaomiao to not ask for such a high price. Instead, she only asked her to build a Taoist temple.
Tong Miaomiao nodded: "Yes, build a Taoist temple. If I have time in the future, I will go to the Taoist temple to take charge.
In this way, if someone is haunted by dirty things in the future, they can go directly to the Taoist temple to seek help.
In this way, you have done a good thing.
Once the Taoist temple becomes famous and everyone knows that it was built by you, it will only benefit the An family and not harm them.
Of course, if you still want a child, starting today, you just need to burn incense and pray every day, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and you will get what you want one day."
"Child...child!" Mrs. An was shocked.
"How do you know I still want a child?"
Tong Miaomiao glanced at the soul behind Madam An and said, "You lost your beloved son and you think about him even in your dreams.
He has appeared in your dreams these past few nights, crying and saying he wants to be your son again!"
Mrs. An's eyes widened suddenly. "You...how do you know everything?"
She had indeed dreamed of him every night since her son's tragic death.
The son cried and said he didn't want to leave them and wanted to go back to them.
But he is already dead, how can he come back?
The son said that as long as she and An Qingyang had another child, he would return in another identity.
She felt that this was an incredible thing that was impossible to achieve.
She thought she must have missed her son too much to have such a dream.
But the dream was so real that she couldn't help but look forward to it, hoping that one day her son would come back with a different identity.
But she is old, already in her forties, and the hope of having another child...?
She thought she was dreaming, but unexpectedly, Tong Miaomiao even knew her dream.
Tong Miaomiao knew that Mrs. An was really a good mother, and couldn't help but want to help her: "An Jie is dead, but his soul hasn't left yet.
If you don't want a child, he will probably stay around you forever and won't be willing to be reincarnated.
After a person dies, if he does not report to the underworld within 49 days, his soul will become a lonely ghost and wander around.
Over time, if he becomes disgusted with this world, he may develop evil intentions and turn into a ghost to harm others.
You are a kind mother, you don't want your son to become a ghost."
As Tong Miaomiao finished speaking, she suddenly formed seals with her hands and shot a golden light towards An Jie's soul...
"Look behind you," she said to Mrs. Ann.
Mrs. An turned around when she heard this, and when she saw the scene behind her, she was shocked and stunned for a moment, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
She looked at the soul in the golden light with tears in her eyes.
"Anjie! My son! Anjie!" She couldn't help but rush over to hug her son, but she found that her body passed through her son directly, and her hands were empty and she couldn't grab anything.
"Anjie!" Mrs. An looked around in panic.
"Mom!" When Anjie's soul pounced on him, Tong Miaomiao pulled it to the side and it floated a few meters away.
"If you don't want your mother to die because of you, don't touch her." Tong Miaomiao warned An Jie.
"I'm sorry, Mom!"
"I just miss you and daddy so much. I don't want to lose you. I didn't know that staying with you would shorten your life span." When Anjie's soul heard Tong Miaomiao say that getting close to her mother would shorten her life span, she didn't dare to get close to her and stayed away from her.
"What's going on?" Mrs. An's brain was numb from the shock.
"How can I see my son's ghost?"
"Anjie, if you really love your parents, go and reincarnate!
If you don't want to leave and appear in your mother's dreams every night, it will drive her crazy."
An Jie asked Tong Miaomiao expectantly: "I just heard you say that as long as my mother burns incense every day from today, there is still a chance to have a child. You can see me, so you must have a very powerful magic.
If I were to reincarnate, would I really still have a chance to be their child?"
He died so miserably in this life, without being able to properly serve his parents. He still had too many regrets that he had not been able to fulfill.
Seeing his mother crying so hard because of his death, he felt heartbroken.
But he was dead and could do nothing.
I can’t comfort my mother, I can’t hug her and my father.
I can only watch them cry in grief.
Mrs. An also looked at Tong Miaomiao with anticipation, hoping that her son would come back again.
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