After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

"Miss Tang, how much is your spell? I want to buy more." Yang Shuya said expectantly.

Tang Simi said: "I don't sell this charm alone, if you want it, you can ask Leng Xuelu for it."

It is good news for Yang Shuya to have a place to buy.

"Eliminating the traces on your body is a temporary solution, and I will treat the root cause next." Tang Simi said as she picked up Yang Shuya's cheongsam.

Even after nearly a hundred years, the color of that cheongsam is still bright.

"Leave this cheongsam to me." Tang Simi said.

Yang Shuya roughly guessed that there was something wrong with the cheongsam, "Naturally!"

When Tang Simi rubbed her fingers together, she saw a pinch of jumping flames on her fingertips.

Tang Simi said sharply, "I give you two choices, get out immediately, or never come out!"

Her voice is clear and pleasant, but she has a fierce and domineering voice!

Even the well-informed Yang Shuya was shocked by Tang Simi's spiky aura.

She was thinking in her heart that after this matter came to an end, she must ask Tang Simi if she could walk in her summer fashion show.

Even with the cheongsam as the theme, Yang Shuya doesn't want to be clichéd, and uses the softness of women's temperament and the curves of the body as inspiration and selling points.

On the contrary, the strength shown by Tang Simi can better express Yang Shuya's expectations for those who appreciate her clothes as a costume creator.

Yang Shuya looked at Tang Simi's gaze with extra focus and radiance.

Because of this, she didn't miss a single frame of what happened the next moment.

Right in front of her, in the blink of an eye, her cheongsam lost all its color, turning gray and white like a rag.

On the floor of Yang Shuya's room, he suddenly rolled and crawled, and a man in a long gown fell out.

That person has a refined temperament, just looking at him, you can't tell that he is that kind of vulgar and shameless person.

He avoided Tang Simi with all his hands and feet.

To be precise, he was hiding from the flame in Tang Simi's hand.

"I came out as you said, you have to keep your word." The man didn't expect the other party to threaten him with fire.

Tang Simi was speechless in her heart, and she didn't know who made the rules. Does she mean what she says?Isn't it too naive to have such lofty expectations for her?

Tang Simi raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I don't need to burn you, but there are many ways to kill you."

The man hid from Tang Simi with a look of surprise on his face. This woman was too frank to keep her word.

"Wait..." Yang Shuya's expression was even more shocked than that elegant man.

"He..." Yang Shuya pointed at the man's face...

The refined man's face is [-]% similar to Su Liang's.

If a man and Su Liang were put together, Yang Shuya didn't have the full confidence to distinguish this man from Su Liang, who had been married to him for many years...

why?

"Why do you have the same face as my husband?" Yang Shuya asked!

"I am your husband!" the man said confidently.

"How shameless!" Tang Simi sneered.

The man immediately languished.

"Why are you talking so vulgarly?" The man retorted lazily.

Tang Simi had fire in his hand, that was what he was most afraid of.

Tang Simi rolled up the cheongsam and said, "Ms. Yang, do you believe in past and present lives?"

Yang Shuya was taken aback by Tang Simi's question.

Tang Simi answered her questions.

"The designer of these cheongsams you like is a person from the Su family branch in the last century."

"He designed these cheongsams for his wife."

"Later, there was a disaster of war. That Mr. Su and his wife both passed away, and those cheongsams remained in this world."

The refined man looked at the too young girl in front of him, and said in surprise: "Can you see through people's past and present lives?"

He has been in the world for a hundred years, and he has some experience in him, knowing that Tang Simi has real skills.

"What do you care about me?" Tang Simi said contemptuously, "You are just a tool spirit, the consciousness produced on those cheongsams that were given meaning by the deceased Mr. Su."

"You're talking nonsense!" The elegant man suddenly said stiffly, "I'm her husband!"

"Stop talking! You're just a regret that you didn't grow old together!" Tang Simi's voice fell.

The elegant man's face was like a glass handicraft that had been smashed, with cracks appearing.

He is just a tool spirit, and his belief in becoming a human being is broken, and his existence is shaken.

He stared blankly at Yang Shuya.

Yang Shuya was stunned...

Tang Simi also looked at her with this look before, as if she was looking at another person through her.

Did Tang Simi and him see the designer's wife 100 years ago?

"What you want to see is the first owner of that cheongsam?" Yang Shuya asked.

Tang Simi shook her head: "I'm looking at you."

"You are the person you were 100 years ago, your husband, who came to fulfill the covenant of the previous life with you."

In Tang Simi's soft and slow words, the broken and elegant man turned into powder.

Those powders fell in Yang Shuya's eyes.

The words Tang Simi said were still in her ears...

Some scenes, like the legendary revolving lantern, flashed in Yang Shuya's eyes one by one.

"Displaced in the disaster of war, the Taoist priest who extended a helping hand to our husband and wife..."

"In the 30s, these cheongsams were preserved by a priest of a Taoist temple, and the spirit of the qipao was gradually born..."

Those broken pictures are assembled into a crude story.

When Yang Shuya came back to her senses, she slowly asked: "These clothes are hidden deep in a Taoist temple, and why did they flow into a second-hand shop, why did I buy them..."

"Ms. Yang must have heard of Yan Hebai's strange disease. In layman's terms, someone stole Yan Hebai's blessing."

"Yan Hebai was about to die. Without Yan Hebai, the thief who stole Yan Hebai's fortune would definitely steal it from another family."

This is someone framed her family!

The cheongsam delivered to her!

Wholesale kid!

In fact, the evidence is abundant.

"Miss Tang." Yang Shuya still hopes that the whole family will be healthy.

Tang Simi said: "The other party is wary. With me around, he would not dare to act presumptuously. It's just that he doesn't know who will be the next victim in Haicheng."

Qi Ling disappeared, and the cheongsams Yang Shuya had collected were all faded and turned into an old look, but Yang Shuya was still reluctant to throw them away.

Before Tang Simi left, she also took away all the little ghosts in the net bag, and left behind the spells she had prepared for the people of the Yang family and the Su family to remove bad luck and resist evil spirits.

"Miss Tang, I will transfer the money to your account immediately."

After the matter was over, Yang Shuya watched Tang Simi leave.

……

When Tang Simi returned to the Champs Villa, she heard that the next door was surprisingly lively today.

The door of Yan Hebai's house was closed.

Yan Jiu blocked the door, and a woman in her 40s stood outside the door.

"Yan Hebai! Come out! I know you are at home!"

"You also know that you have done something wrong, so you dare not see me! Want to send a dog like Yan Jiu to send me away?"

"Our flesh and blood are close, who in the world provoked you to harm me?"

"I heard Zheng said that your family has a little fox named Tang!"

"Is it that little vixen who is restless and instigating you behind your back!"

Even if she was her biological sister, Yan Hebai didn't intend to pay attention to her at first, but she spoke out and scolded Tang Simi!

Tang Simi went home and was scolded for no reason...

She looked at the sloppy Yan Meiling speechlessly, as if she was looking at a dead person.