After time travel, a metaphysics boss relies on fortune telling to support his children

Lin Xiyue got into the car directly.

As soon as Gu Bai took a step forward and tried to step forward, A Li stepped on him mercilessly.

His foot stepped very hard.

is intentional.

After stepping on it, Ah Li also turned in a 360-degree ballet circle.

Gu Bai was caught off guard and screamed in pain like a dolphin.

ah ah ah ~ ~

Gu Bai held his feet in pain and kept spinning 360 degrees on the spot.

When he finally recovered, A Li had already sat in the driver's seat.

Seeing Gu Bai looking towards him with a red face, he immediately raised his middle finger and smiled evilly, "Don't fall in love with brother, brother is just a legend."

Then he started the car coolly, leaving the scumbag with a look of exhaust fumes on his face.

After the car drove out, A Li touched the steering wheel of Wuling Hongguang and sighed,

"Sister Xiyue's car is better. It produces more exhaust than my car."

With this exhaust gas, the scumbag's face turned dark.

Thinking of the black smoke coming out of his face, A Li felt relieved.

A'li was happy and clicked on the screen music to play a song.

As soon as the local music is turned on, a strange and wonderful singing sound floats in the car.

The more I listen to it, the more I feel chills running through my body.

Ah Li quickly changed to the next song.

Soothing and weird music suddenly sounded in the car along with the suona.

A Li was shocked.

Unwilling to give up, he changed another song.

The music this time was relatively normal, the crisp ticking sound of a music box. Although it was a bit weird, it was still normal.

Then a sweet female voice sounded~

Next to the music box.

The doll is sitting at the desk.

Broken threads at joints.

A lifeless profile.

I walked forward slowly.

The Japanese spread page.

Mom hugged my face.

But he couldn't see her face clearly.

……

A sweet female voice sings weird lyrics without emotion.

The more Ali listened, the more frightened he became. The more he listened, the more something was wrong. He was so frightened that he quickly turned off the music, and his whole little heart was beating wildly.

What the hell are all over here?

Does anyone listen to this music in the car? !

It's outrageous!

A Li couldn't help but peek at Lin Xiyue, trying to see what her expression was.

I saw her eyes closed, humming the same tune as the music just now.

His expression was calm with a hint of...appreciation.

The music was suddenly turned off, Lin Xiyue opened her eyes, a little confused, "Why don't you listen?"

A Li: "...Haha, I think it would be nice to chat."

He had encountered quite a lot of ghosts recently, and listening to a song in broad daylight was so ghostly that it gave him chills down his back.

He really has an indissoluble bond with ghosts!

As A Li was thinking this, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

He was thinking too bad, he didn’t know what he was thinking and what he was thinking would come to him!

He is not the bastard from the wishing fountain, so how can he be so effective!

But just for a moment, everything in front of him returned to normal.

A Li thought that everything was just his imagination, but he saw Lin Xiyue's expression next to him seemed to have changed.

Her originally relaxed expression became as calm as water at this moment, and her clear eyes stared straight ahead, giving off a bit of sharp light.

A Li followed her gaze and saw that at the end of the road, a garden house appeared unexpectedly.

This bungalow appeared very abruptly and seemed out of place with everything around it.

wrong.

It's noon now, why is there not a single car on the road?

Obviously when they came out of the parking lot just now, there were many cars on the road. It was only half a song, so why did all the cars and pedestrians disappear?

If A Li still can't notice something is wrong at this time, then he is a fool.

It can't be so unlucky, right? Just go out and meet a ghost again?

In the end there is no end!

Should he continue driving now or should he stop?

A Li scratched the curly hair on his head irritably.

Suddenly thinking of what he encountered on the viaduct last time, he was so frightened that his hands were trembling.

"Keep going." Lin Xiyue's voice was like a clear spring in the summer night, instantly calming his mind.

"Okay." Ah Li nodded subconsciously and continued to drive forward according to Lin Xiyue's instructions.

The car only drove for a few minutes before arriving at the gate of the bungalow.

This house is very strange. It appears out of thin air in the middle of the road, directly blocking the road.

A man who looked like a butler came up to them immediately when he saw their car.

"Master Yu, Miss Yu, you are finally here. Our young master and the others are waiting for you inside."

As soon as the housekeeper stepped forward and saw the two people in the car, he immediately smiled and spoke respectfully.

A Li obviously hadn't reacted yet, but Lin Xiyue on the side reminded him, "Drive the car in."

Only then did Ah Li realize that the door to the bungalow had been opened by the security guard at the door.

He drove the car directly into the yard.

There were several cars parked in the yard at this time.

The styles of several cars are a bit strange, and they don't look like cars driven by modern people.

As soon as A Li parked the car, the housekeeper came to help them open the door.

The two of them were brought into the hall by the housekeeper.

The hall of this bungalow is very large, supported by European-style pillars on the left and right.

The melodious music and warm lighting in the hall make it look peaceful.

There were already many people in the room. As soon as they entered the room, they saw a young man in a suit walking over.

"Master Yu, why are you here so late? We have been here for a while."

As the young man spoke, he hooked his arm around A Li's neck and walked directly inside. As if he had just seen Lin Xiyue, he said hello to her again.

"Hey, Miss Yu is here too today. Miss Yu is so beautiful today!"

As soon as he said this, Lin Xiyue realized that the clothes on her body had turned into a light-colored cheongsam at some point.

Next to him, A Li's flaxen sportswear changed into a dark blue tunic suit, looking very bookish.

A Li was still shocked by Lin Xiyue's sudden change when he was pulled directly in by the boy.

When you enter, you will see rows of tables with pastries, as well as elegant pairs of figures on the dance floor.

A Li was pulled by the young man to sit on a sofa.

There were a group of young people sitting there, both men and women, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

Lin Xiyue also walked to A Li and sat down.

A group of people laughed and greeted them when they arrived.

A Li was still confused, but Lin Xiyue nodded calmly to everyone as a greeting.

While everyone was chatting and eating, A Li quietly pulled Lin Xiyue's arm.

"Sister Xiyue, what is going on?" A Li touched the sofa on his butt. The soft touch made everything feel real.

But he knew that this was definitely not true.

He and Sister Xiyue have turned into Miss Yu and Mr. Yu. Even their clothes have changed to what they looked like during the Republic of China, as well as the people here.

He glanced around at the people around him. The men were either wearing suits or Chinese tunic suits, none of them were dressed up as modern people, and the girls were all wearing dresses and cheongsams.

"We must have entered the ghost realm." Lin Xiyue's voice was very low, but Ah Li was shocked.

Although he doesn't know those mysterious things in metaphysics, he has heard of the ghost realm.

The ghost realm, as the name suggests, is a space created by the ghost himself. Once entering this space, the life or death of the people inside depends entirely on the ghost's thoughts.

The ghosts who can build a ghost realm are very powerful. After all, it is impossible to build an independent space without strong cultivation.

Ghosts that can create an independent space are basically powerful ghosts with hundreds of years of cultivation, and the more powerful ones are even ghost kings.

Thinking of this, A Li's hands and feet felt cold.

A wave of despair surged into my heart.

Aren't they dead?