Chapter 391 The Coward's Black Moonlight Witch 22
As the water ghost left, the youngest son of the Guo family in the room coughed violently, then opened his eyes and shouted to Guo's mother, "Mom, I want to drink water."
Guo's mother looked happy and hurried to the kitchen to pour a glass of water for her youngest son.
When she sent He Baifeng away, she took out a thick red envelope and cried as she said, "He Xiangu, thank you so much. If anything happened to my son, I wouldn't be able to live."
He Baifeng held the red envelope, which was twice as thick as the agreed price, and nodded with satisfaction. "This is all thanks to Bai Xian. If there's anyone around you who needs help, please introduce me."
Guo's mother said in a flattering tone: "Don't worry, I will definitely publicize your deeds in the future."
From that day on, Shen Xinran would accompany He Baifeng whenever she performed a ritual. Whenever she saw something He Baifeng couldn't solve, she would step forward to help.
Shen Xinran's methods not only frightened the ghosts, but also made He Baifeng's reputation spread quickly in the town and even the county.
He Baifeng discovered that Shen Xinran was in a daze for longer and longer periods of time, which made her worried. She must work hard to make money and try to send Niu Niu to the hospital in the provincial capital for examination as soon as possible.
But what He Baifeng didn't know was that Chen Xinran was not in a daze, but was enjoying the performance of the ghosts she had subdued.
These shows are all kinds of weird, some are funny, some are creepy, but for Shen Xinran, they are all a way to kill time.
The story of Shen Xinran spread quickly among the ghosts, and the ghosts warned each other that if they met the fairy lady named He, they must escape quickly.
This is not because He Baifeng herself is so scary, but because of the seemingly harmless little granddaughter beside her.
If you are caught by her, you must lose your moral integrity and make her happy, otherwise your soul will be scattered.
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It was a sunny morning that day, and two women, one old and one young, appeared at the entrance of the village.
The old woman's hair had turned gray and was simply tied up behind her head with an old-fashioned wooden hairpin. She looked around as she walked, as if looking for something.
The young woman wore a simple white shirt and a pair of slim-fit jeans, showing off her slim figure.
She followed the old woman reluctantly and advised, "Mom, this is all feudal superstition. Let's go back!"
The old woman's face darkened and her voice was stern. "If you don't do this for Mom's sake, you should at least do this for Guan Qing's sake. Do you really want Guan Qing to have no descendants?"
The young woman obviously didn't want to continue arguing about this issue, so she could only nod helplessly.
Chen Xinran was drawing talismans in the yard. The sunlight shone on the table, warm and comfortable.
She was using a newly made brush, the tip of which was made from the hair of a light bulb, and the pen holder was made of solid peach wood.
With good tools, Shen Xinran can achieve twice the result with half the effort. She used to be able to draw only ten pictures in an hour, but now she can draw twenty.
Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the silence of the yard.
Shen Xinran put down the brush in his hand and opened the door, only to see two women, one old and one young, standing at the door.
Shen Xinran asked, "Who are you looking for?"
The old woman smiled, her tone holding a hint of anticipation: "Let's go find He Xiangu."
Shen Xinran asked again: "Do you want to perform a ritual or ask questions?"
The old woman replied, "We want to ask something."
Shen Xinran turned around and shouted towards the kitchen: "Grandma, someone wants to ask you something."
He Baifeng walked out of the kitchen and said as she walked, "Two hundred for one time. If you can accept it, sit down."
The old woman nodded quickly: "Okay."
After He Baifeng sat down, he asked, "What do you want to ask?"
The old woman asked anxiously, "I want to ask when my daughter-in-law will have a child."
He Baifeng stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the money first."
The old woman nodded, then tugged at the young woman's sleeve, signaling her to give the money quickly.
The young woman glanced at the old woman, reluctantly took out two hundred yuan from her pocket and handed it to He Baifeng.
After taking the money, He Baifeng moved a stool and asked the young woman to sit down.
She sat next to the young woman, closed her eyes, and groped her face.
He sang softly, "I pray with sincerity, and the immortal spirits descend upon this place. They investigate the cause and effect, and distinguish right from wrong. The red thread of marriage ties us together, and offspring bring us long-lasting blessings..."
The young woman showed resistance and shrank back, but the old woman grabbed her shoulders.
He Baifeng twitched and pretended to be possessed by Bai Xian. "Bai Xian has already pointed out that the opportunity will not be long. Sincerity will be effective, and blessings will come to the mind. When autumn comes, good news will come."
After finishing reading this, He Baifeng slowly opened her eyes and returned to her usual gentle expression, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.
The old woman quickly asked, "What did Bai Xian say?"
He Baifeng patted the young woman's shoulder and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, the good news will come next autumn."
When the old woman heard this, a look of joy appeared on her face: "Really?"
He Baifeng said calmly: "If you don't believe me, why bother asking me?"
The old woman nodded repeatedly: "Of course I believe you."
While He Baifeng was acting mysteriously, Shen Xinran was also sitting on a stool nearby, observing the young woman.
She was surprised to find that there was a ball of black and red gas on the young woman's back, so thick that she couldn't see what it was.
Shen Xinran wanted to observe a little longer, but the young woman had already stood up and was about to leave. She had no choice but to give up.
After He Baifeng sent the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law away and closed the gate, she happily returned to her room and put the five hundred yuan she had just received into her iron box.
Compared to rituals, she preferred this kind of inquiries that came to her door. No matter what the other party asked, as long as she pretended to answer, she would get the money.
As for whether the young woman can get pregnant next autumn, that is none of her business.
A year has passed, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will not pursue the matter. At most, they will complain to people around them that her words are not working.
But so what? In the profession of fortune teller, there are always people who believe in it, and there are always people who doubt it.
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Two months passed in a flash, and soon it was the end of August, and high school was about to start.
He Baifeng's mood became increasingly heavy. She had raised her daughter Niuniu by herself since she was three years old, but now she had to go to high school and could only come back once a month.
I don’t know what the high school cafeteria is like, and whether it suits Niu Niu’s taste.
Perhaps it is a case of thinking during the day and dreaming at night. That night, when He Baifeng was sleeping, she dreamed that her daughter Niuniu was bullied by other classmates in the dormitory and cried for her grandma.
After waking up, He Baifeng made a decision that she would also go to the county town to accompany her child in his studies.
In this way, she can look after Niuniu every day, and she can be the first to arrive if anything happens at school.
He Baifeng rented a house near the county's No. 1 Middle School as quickly as possible. She had to pay one hundred yuan a month, but it was worth it for Niuniu.
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