After the rebirth of the metaphysics master, he exploded into the wealthy circle

Although he had no memory of his previous life, when he heard the name "Secret Arts Society", An Yiran felt a sense of disgust in his heart.

This feeling came so suddenly, An Yiran didn't believe it was for no reason.

If there is an explanation, it can only mean that she had intersected with the Mystic Arts Society in her previous life, and the relationship was quite bad.

Even if she was reborn once, An Yiran didn't think about what organization to look for. For her, being able to live again was already a great fortune. Yuanchen's father and stepmother treated him well, although he would occasionally be so neurotic and hate iron. Steel, but generally speaking, she loves her from the bottom of her heart, so she inherited the identity of the original body, so naturally she has to protect the An family.

What's more, An Yiran believes that with her own ability, she doesn't need to have an organization with a sense of belonging, but it will make her feel restricted everywhere.

Lu Siying didn't miss the displeasure flashing in An Yiran's eyes just now, his heart moved, and he asked calmly: "Little girl, what other views do you have on the Academy of Mystical Arts?"

"For other opinions, it still depends on whether we will interact with them in the future, and who they are." An Yiran replied, "I don't know them, and I don't know what their so-called Mystic Art Institute does. What happened, but if they are like some companies and their headquarters are set up in the imperial capital, then I am not very satisfied with some of their ways of doing things."

As he spoke, An Yiran pouted his lips in the direction of the Gu family and his son, and continued: "Your cousin and nephew, even if you don't talk about their relationship with your Lu family, just looking at their Gu family, they are considered wealthy in the imperial capital." Wealthy, right? It’s not uncommon for people to think about it and use mystical techniques to assassinate them. They can be plundered in that way, and there are even ghosts like Liu Wenwen who have been trapped in Anyang Town for five years. So, does the Mystic Art Society know about this, or does it not know?"

"If you don't know, I can only say that they are really useless. If you have noticed something tricky but have no other actions, then I can only say...they are really nothing."

Just when Lu Siwei thought that An Yiran was the Holy Mother, he suddenly thought that the money she had accepted to solve Yang Ye's problem had already been taken over by Director Wang's crew, so he couldn't help asking suspiciously: "Are you really compassionate?"

"Half and half!" An Yiran smiled, "They can earn money and spend time doing crimes. If they don't do such a good thing, what is it?"

Lu Siwei: "...

He just knew that he couldn't think too much of An Yiran, this little girl is just a little money fanatic!

Speaking of which, the background of the An family is not much different, and from the information, although An Zhentao has a bad temper, he has always been very kind to An Yiran, caring about food and clothing, and did not let An Yiran miss After spending money, how did An Yiran develop such a money-obsessed character?

Couldn't it be that his temperament changed drastically after his brain became better?

But this becomes...

It's too speechless.

"Actually, I have doubts." An Yiran beckoned to Lu Siying mysteriously, motioning for him to bring his ear closer.

Lu Siwei bent down very cooperatively, showing his harmony with the "junior".

"I suspect that some high-level people in the Xuanshu Society are greedy for life and afraid of death. After all, what we do in this industry, whether it is eliminating evil and promoting good, or murdering others with malicious intent, is actually damaging our own morality. Even if they can use other methods to make up for it, but what kind of death they will end up in and what will happen after death, they have no experience, so naturally they dare not act rashly. Maybe they are aware of it, but they dare not be tough. It's also possible that they are trying to gain fame, but no matter what, whether they are aware of this incident or not, it makes me feel very bad for them."

Lu Siwei straightened up after hearing this, and looked at An Yiran thoughtfully.

An Yiran was explaining the truth, but for some reason, he always felt that An Yiran's explanation had a feeling of trying to cover up, as if he just hoped that he could believe what he said. As for the truth, it was not her. Hope he knows.

During the conversation, half an hour passed quickly. When Yang Hong entered the house, Gu Peitao greeted him.

Yang Ye followed closely behind on crutches.

The father and son looked at Yang Hong seriously, and were relieved to see that Yang Hong had no abnormalities other than his ugly face.

Yang Hong pushed Gu Peitao away, completely ignoring her husband's hurt expression, and saw that her baby son looked okay except for the plaster cast on his leg, so she was relieved, and then with a thankful smile on her face, she looked at the walking Lu Siwei, who came forward, thanked him: "Siwei, thank you for bringing Xiaoye back, this brat made you worry."

"They're all my own children, what else can I do?" Lu Siying laughed, "It's better than anything else."

"Yeah." Yang Hong nodded, then looked around, "By the way, where's the master just now? It's the master who asked you to tell me to take a detour."

"Mom, did something happen on the way when you came back?"

Yang Ye reacted quickly at this time and immediately asked.

In his impression, Yang Hong is a materialist who believes in science like Lu Siwei. Even if he changes his mind because of what their father and son said, it doesn't mean that he will easily change his three views and standpoints. An atheist turns into a theist.

But now he asked about An Yiran as soon as he came back. Judging by his attitude, he didn't seem to want to expose the other party's "deceit", but seemed to be full of gratitude. What happened.

"Well, there was a fuel tank truck crash on the road on the East Second Ring Road. If I hadn't listened to your advice to change the road, you would probably have to go to the hospital now..." Yang Hong couldn't continue speaking in the middle of her sentence. She was terrified after thinking about it, she shook her head, and saw that although there was a little girl she didn't know in the living room, but there was no such fairy-tale master, she couldn't help feeling a little anxious, "That master, let's go!" gone?"

"Hello auntie, I haven't left yet, just waiting for you to return home safely!"

An Yiran stepped forward and greeted Yang Hong with a smile.

"Oh, hello." Yang Hong responded politely to An Yiran, and then realized something, with a look of surprise on her face, "Could it be, it's you..."

"Yes, Mom, this time our family is all thanks to Master An."

Yang Ye began to introduce An Yiran to Yang Hong: "Master An is very capable. Last night, a very powerful female ghost tried to kill me, and it was Master An who saved me. Her heroic figure of beating up a female ghost is really amazing. It’s amazing. If I hadn’t been afraid of ghosts, I would have wanted to worship Master An as my teacher! This time she was going to go home, but she was concerned about our family’s situation, so she came to our house to check first, and only then did she find out that our house There was also a problem, and then it was calculated that it would be dangerous for you to take the East Second Ring Road, so let us immediately tell you to take a detour this time."

The more Yang Hong listened, the more surprised she became. She was surprised not only by Yang Ye saying that she ran into a female ghost, but also by...

An Yiran is too young.

He looks like he is only in his early 20s, whether it is appearance or clothing, he is completely different from the metaphysics master who came to the house to watch Feng Shui before.

"Sister-in-law, whether a person is really capable can not be seen from his appearance or dress." Lu Siwei saw Yang Hong's thoughts, and after explaining something, he turned to look at An Yiran, "Xiao Nizi, look at my sister-in-law, do you have any other questions?"

"Well, it's not a big problem. Anyway, as long as their family follows you back to Lu's house tonight, nothing will happen."

An Yiran nodded and said: "But just to be on the safe side, when you pick me up at An's house tomorrow, I will prepare some spells for Uncle Gu and Auntie Gu. Although the celestial master behind Liu Rui was abolished by me, this The feng shui at home has been damaged for too long, even if it can be reversed, there will still be some unlucky ones, with my spell close by, I guarantee that I will not choke on drinking water, choking on eating, and being chased by dogs when I go out."

"Are you so sure that I will pick you up tomorrow?" Lu Siying asked with a smile.

"Yes!" An Yiran nodded solemnly, "If you don't come to pick me up, I won't be able to leave the house."

"Fine!"

When Lu Siying heard what An Yiran said, he immediately understood what she meant.

But Yang Hong looked at An Yiran in a daze, then at her husband and son, and couldn't help but ask, "What does this have to do with Xiaorui...?"

"Well, pause for now. You should explain this matter to your aunt after I leave!" An Yiran looked at the time, "I have to leave first."

"Wait a while, I'll send someone to take you."

"Row."

Hearing Lu Siying's words, An Yiran was not polite, and readily agreed.

In fact, it's not that Lu Siwei never thought about personally sending An Yiran back, and then hinting at An Zhentao by insinuating, but when he thought about the situation of the three members of the Gu family, he still gave up his mind.

An Yiran is very ghostly, and also has great abilities, not to mention that An Zhentao actually loves his daughter very much, even if he doesn't, An Yiran will not suffer when he goes back, the future will be long, and he will have plenty of time.

The people arranged by Lu Siying arrived soon, and after saying goodbye to Lu Siying and others, An Yiran got into the car.

On the way, she first called Xu Qing and explained some things, and then sent a text message to An Zhentao, telling herself that this old man from heaven, she has returned to the imperial capital.

The Chi family's villa is a half-mountain manor in the downtown area. The car slowly drove into the manor, and finally stopped in front of the constantly gushing fountain.

The driver Lu Siying arranged to see An Yiran off did not stay too long, and left after An Yiran got off the car.

An Yiran walked towards the door.

As soon as he reached the door, a beautiful middle-aged woman came out in a hurry and hugged her.

"Xiao Ran, come and let mom have a look, but mom misses you to death."

An Yiran's body froze, but he still let the other party hug him.

In the memory of the original owner, her mother died of dystocia when giving birth to her, and the woman who claimed to be her mother was called Song Jun, who was the wife An Zhentao married later, and she was very kind to An Yiran, a stepdaughter. She raised An Yiran as her own daughter. Even though An Yiran's IQ was impaired, she didn't want to have her own child because of this.

After being let go by Song Jun, another middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing came forward, looked at An Yiran with erratic eyes, and said in a very unfriendly tone: "You've got a lot of skills, and you didn't send anyone to pick you up, yet you dare to come back by yourself Already!"

Seeing An Zhentao clearly caring, but maintaining a strict father image, An Yiran was happy, and said, "Dad, if I don't come back, are you afraid that you won't see me again?"

"You child, what are you talking about!" Song Jun touched An Yiran's head distressedly, "Your father was also angry, that's why he asked you to go back to your hometown for a few days, and they were all with the people from your hometown. Say hello and take care of you, how can something happen?"

"Mom, you don't necessarily need to see real swords and guns to harm someone. Sometimes you will die if you don't bleed."

An Yiran replied with a smile, but his eyes lightly fell on a girl behind An Zhentao.

"You child..." Song Jun was a little uneasy about An Yiran's speech, and always felt that An Yiran had returned to his hometown, and his whole person had become different.

different?

Song Jun was startled, and then he noticed something unusual: "Xiao Ran, you...you don't stutter anymore?"

"Hmm." An Yiran nodded, "When I was in my hometown, my grandfather entrusted me with a dream. After waking up from the dream, I followed him to say goodbye."

Song Jun and An Zhentao looked at each other in dismay, wondering if they should believe that An Yiran really got better or worse.

"Mom and Dad, my sister's health has not been very good, let's go to the house first!"

At this moment, a young girl's voice came in. Although the tone sounded extremely gentle, An Yiran still sensed a hint of malice from it.