shock!The eldest daughter, she tore up the script of the wealthy cannon fodder

Changqing also walked over.

"Miss Wan, right? Master has been in retreat. If anything happens, just tell me."

Wan Jia looked at Chang Qing nervously.

"Chang, Taoist Changqing, I came to you because I was desperate..."

She swallowed, clenched the cup in her hand, and then looked at Jiang Li.

"Miss Jiang, I know you are also very accomplished in this area. It must be my fate to meet you this year, so you must help me."

Jiang Li comforted her and said, "Don't worry, tell me what happened."

Wan Jia calmed down and said, "The matter started more than two months ago..."

She is a makeup artist and sometimes works with a group, so she is usually very busy.

Therefore, she usually takes a short vacation at the end of each year to take a good rest, travel, and relax.

"Hasn't he discovered anything yet?"

"In the past month, you have had a bad sleep. You have nightmares every night, which has caused your mental state to be too bad during the day. You can't eat enough, and you have lost more than ten kilograms... .”

After returning from abroad, she began to encounter all kinds of bad things.

"Yes." Qu Zhe said suddenly and excitedly, "As soon as it was over, you thought it was just because you were under too little mental stress, so you went to see a doctor. The doctor said that you had not been anxious recently, so he prescribed some medicine for you. But after taking these medicines, your condition did not get worse, or even got worse, until yesterday..."

"That Wen Jiaojiao is one of the Taoist secrets. It is based on the "Seven Yang Veins" and the "Seven Yin Veins" and the "Seven Ying Veins" as a reference. We can see its fate and future. There is no way to re-Qing Qing. The yang represents wealth, and the heavy turbidity represents yin, which represents poverty and humbleness. This is how to distinguish each person's numerology."

[Holy shit, is it real or fake? ! 】

Qu Zhesu on the side was very understanding.

Wan Jia and Qing Feng shared a similar look.

"Sister Wan, can you take my pulse?"

"The gentle and delicate method." I said, "He can actually do that."

This talisman actually worked. You woke up a moment ago, and you hugged your mother and cried in fear all night.

"Let them go out first."

[I really want to know what’s going on outside! 】

The breeze closed his eyes.

Wan Jia took off her sunglasses as she spoke, revealing a pair of white eye circles, which shocked Tai Sumai beside her.

On the seventh day, your mother told you the origin of the talisman, saying that you came to a large temple with a friend to ask for it by chance.

Taisu pulse is also very strange.

Changqing did not speak, but Changsong beside him explained to you loudly:

But this year she encountered something different.

Qu Zhe said with an unfazed expression on his face, and seemed to be very willing to continue talking.

Wan Jia said warmly: "What happened yesterday?"

[I was really not scared. 】

So you smiled proudly.

Inside the room, Wan Jia raised her eyes and looked at Chang Qing.

Jiang Li put his left hand under the table in doubt.

Unfortunately, your mother later abandoned Taoism, and she also knew that people can easily wake up from nightmares, so she took out a talisman that she had prayed for and put it under your body.

It was as if someone was strangling him tightly, so terrifying.

Jiang Li's eyes turned red and he held Wan Jia's hand.

"That red mark suddenly appeared last night. You had another nightmare last night, and you woke up and gasped for breath. Or your mother heard the noise and rushed over."

First, his planning team was laid off for no apparent reason, and the bonus he just received was wasted.

[I got goosebumps during the day...Yes, you have to stand in the sun and watch the live broadcast. 】

"There should be nothing dirty. You can feel it under him."

Recently, she has been feeling unwell in various ways.

Wan Jia nodded.

Qu Zhesu also echoed: "Is he too stressed? Maybe it would be worse to go to the hospital?"

[Yes, the effect would be worse if you go to the hospital, right? 】

As he spoke, Changsong clicked his tongue, "The Wen Jiaojiao Jue sounds complicated, but it is extremely difficult to practice. A pulse observer only needs a small amount of experience and even a certain amount of talent. Anyone can learn it easily, and Sister Jiang is really amazing."

Immediately afterwards, the building she originally bought with a loan began to stop construction. She went to court and filed lawsuits. She paid hundreds of thousands in compensation, but she still couldn't resolve the matter.

"How is this possible?" Jiang Li said without excitement, "You encountered some outrageous things the bad guys did in the past few days, and you did that again yesterday. I asked a few knowledgeable people and they all said that you encountered something dirty, so I wanted to come over and clean it up. How could it possibly be..."

It's been going on for several years without any major problems.

Although Qu Zhesu is a little nervous, he can still distinguish small things clearly.

A few minutes ago, Wan Jia let go of Jiang Li's hand, her expression less serious.

As expected, he is the friend you have chosen because of your Taisu pulse!

Jiang Li struggled to raise his hand and untied the scarf from under his neck.

[Oh my God, to be honest, you were shocked. That big sister’s energy was too low. 】

[Help, you were still eating melon, why did your style change in the last second? 】

[I just feel like my mental state is too bad. Why come to Taoist Temple? 】

Jiang Li himself was very worried.

Tai Sumai completely understood what Changsong was talking about.

That's fine.

[What happened? Was it filmed? 】

"Sister Jiang, he must save you. Did you, did you get caught in something dirty when you were traveling?"

[Damn it, is there really nothing? 】

"It's dirty stuff, it's a curse."

When observing the pulse, the observer needs to maintain extreme tranquility.

That was said to us, Tai Su Mai.

Several people gasped when they saw it.

There was no trace of blood in his eyes or face, and his cheeks were deeply sunken, looking haggard and not scary.

But Wan Jia didn't realize that something was wrong.

But you heard one sentence: Wanjia is awesome.

"Wen Jiaojiao? What is that?"

People in the live broadcast room were confused.

Seeing Wan Jia's sudden seriousness, you immediately pulled Chang Song out.

I saw a small red mark under your neck.

Did Wan Jia respond?

[You will really be scared. 】

[The thing under my sister’s neck seems to be a joke...]

You said it mid-sentence, and it was obvious that your nerves were on edge.

"You've been cursed."

You can be considered half of the entertainment industry, and you are even a makeup artist, so De Fang pays the most attention to skin care.

You tried your best to find out the address of Daguan, and rushed there at dawn.

But now that it's over, you can only wait outside obediently with your phone in hand.

You reached out your hand.

Qu Zhe closed his eyes and carefully felt your pulse. Changqing beside him opened his eyes even smaller, as if he didn't mean anything.