Song Jiao sat obediently in the car, watching the scene rapidly receding outside the window. Finally, the show was about to begin.
She withdrew her gaze and looked at the rearview mirror in the middle of the car, just in time to see the relieved expressions on the faces of Luo's parents. The smile in her eyes became more intense.
When they saw Song Jiao's happiness, they thought she was very happy to be included in the family tree, but they just thought it was stupid.
But they were also glad that if it weren't for Song Jiao's stupidity, they wouldn't have been able to bring the person back so easily.
The Luo family's ancestral home is located in a complex of villas in the east of the city. It is sparsely populated, and as far as the eye can see, this is almost the only family there.
As the vehicle slowly approached, Song Jiao looked up and saw green mist gathering on the roof. Without a doubt, this was the karma from the Luo family.
It looked like they had been piling up for many years, and there were many ferocious faces among them. They were excited when they saw Song Jiao from afar, but when she approached, they all shrank back and didn't even dare to make a sound.
They felt fear and terror from Song Jiao.
Pushing open the heavy door, a dark, damp and moldy smell hit Song Jiao in the face, and she subconsciously covered her mouth and nose.
It was clearly daytime, but there was no light around.
"Grandpa, we're back."
As Father Luo's voice fell, a faint, old voice also sounded in the darkness, "You're back. There are still three hours before dinner. You should return to your rooms now and don't come out until dinner time."
"Luo Li, I have prepared a separate room for her. You guys go back first, and Aunt Li will take her to her room in a while."
Luo's father and mother responded and turned to walk towards the room at the edge of the first floor without stopping at all.
Song Jiao just glanced around indifferently. There were at least a dozen corpses hidden on the ceiling of the living room. If nothing unexpected happened, they should be those people from the Luo family who died because of borrowing lives.
"Are you Luo Li?" The old voice sounded again.
"Yes." Song Jiao just stood there quietly, very calm.
It was the first time that Patriarch Luo saw such a calm child. You know, when Luo Xing from the Luo family's side branch came before, he was scared and cried.
On the other hand, the one in front of me didn't look afraid at all.
She could even look around and didn't seem surprised at all.
"Aren't you afraid at all?" he asked again.
Song Jiao shook her head and sat down on the sofa calmly. "Not only am I not afraid, I also know why you asked them to bring me here. I've already figured it out."
"Oh? You have such ability?" Elder Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice revealed joy.
You have to know that no one in the Luo family has been able to predict what he was going to do over the years. "Then what did you predict?"
"The Luo family is about to be defeated, and everything will be destroyed by Luo Ling." Song Jiao said with a smile, "Wouldn't it be better if the ancestor reads the fortune and we know for sure?"
Elder Luo raised his hand and counted with his fingers. Even his breathing became heavy. He slammed the hand holding the crutch on the ground with a heavy sound. "You are really my good grandson. You can't keep your composure even after such a big thing happened."
"Why are you so angry, ancestor? Your life span will be shortened when you are angry. I can lend you twenty years of life, but I don't want to be included in the family tree, because the end of the Luo family is approaching, and I don't want to be implicated." Song Jiao said with a smile, her hands lazily resting on the sofa.
His eyes were fixed on the old monster in the darkness.
This person was originally short-lived, but he unexpectedly lived to be 130 years old by borrowing lives. It seems that the people in the Luo family disappear from time to time just to prolong the life of this old man.
"Are you so sure that the Luo family will lose?" The old man still didn't believe it. As long as he was in the Luo family, it wouldn't end so easily.
Song Jiao frowned in annoyance. Doesn't this old guy like being denied? She wasn't talking about fortune-telling, this was the result.
The result of her being there.
"You just watch, okay? If you want to borrow my life, hurry up. I'm busy going to school! I was brought back. I haven't enjoyed any preferential treatment from the Luo family. This little life span just bought out my connection with the Luo family."
Elder Luo looked at Song Jiao and felt that the girl in front of him was indeed completely different from the fake one.
She had not received any training from the Luo family, but she could already tell fortunes and even shouldered the responsibilities that she should shoulder.
Moreover, her request was not excessive and her words were all true. If he did not agree, wouldn't it seem that the Luo family was getting too demanding?
After a long while, he slowly said, "I agree."
Song Jiao also stood obediently in the middle of the formation, allowing the old man from the Luo family to take away twenty years of her life.
"Can I go now?" Song Jiao's face was a little pale, but she still stood straight.
Just now, she gave the original owner's death energy and resentment from her previous life to this old man. In a place they couldn't see, the karma energy on the Luo family's ancestral home had quietly expanded and grown, and the mist had also grown a pair of hands, and was now making a joyful roar.
"Let's go! From now on you will no longer have any relationship with the Luo family." Patriarch Luo said seriously.
Compared to the life span that was transferred unknowingly before, he preferred Song Jiao's frankness. After all, the life span obtained in this way can actually be used for twenty years.
"I know." Song Jiao turned around and walked towards the door without hesitation.
There was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth. I'm really looking forward to it!
The person left, but she was still watching what was happening inside the house.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Luo's parents immediately came out, looked at the ancestor in the dark, and looked around but did not see any trace of Song Jiao.
"Grandpa, where is Luo Li?" Father Luo frowned and his face darkened.
Luo Laozu: "Kneel down. Why did you conceal such a serious incident and not report it?"
Father Luo was puzzled: "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"
"What happened? You really don't know anything about what Luo Ling did?" Elder Ancestor Luo was furious.
He always thought that Luo Ziqi was the most powerful among his grandchildren, so he let him take charge of the Luo family, but what about him?
They didn't know that the child had been switched, and they even covered up for their adopted daughter's behavior. The Song family and the Luo family had never been on good terms.
Killing people is bad enough, but they can't even clean up the mess.
"Grandpa, I just found out about it too. I'm trying my best to deal with it now. I promise that I will never let the Luo family be implicated!" Father Luo lay on the ground, kowtowing continuously.
He knew that the ancestor was angry.
Ancestor Luo snorted coldly, "If the Luo family is implicated because of this matter, you should not be the current head of the Luo family."
"I promise, I won't!"
Song Jiao nodded when she heard this, "Okay, okay! I understand."
In that case, why not have some fun and make some noise?
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