The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

Feng Jiaman kept Tang Qingnian's words in mind and could not harm Wang Anmin's life. Otherwise, she will be punished by heaven, or hunted down by a heavenly master, and eventually her soul will be scattered and she will never enter reincarnation. It's not worth it for such a scumbag, and Tang Qingnian has taken her in for so long. If she really killed Wang Anmin, Tang Qingnian, as a heavenly master, would also be punished by heaven.

It was estimated that Wang Anmin was about to suffocate completely.

Feng Jiaman threw him to the ground hard.

Wang Anmin retreated hurriedly, his legs constantly kicking on the ground, leaving long traces on the green lawn.

This time he completely believed it.

There is a ghost in this world!

It's Feng Jiaman's ghost who has come!

He was so frightened that he couldn't control his urine and burst into tears. He shouted tremblingly: "You...you, you, don't come over. Jia, Jiaman, we, let's be a couple. As the saying goes, a couple can live together for a hundred days." Well. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I am willing...I will definitely help you achieve it. Please let me live, please let me go..."

Feng Jiaman forced himself fiercely, showing the most terrifying face and making a ghostly voice: "I want you to die, I want you to die..."

She said, approaching him.

Wang Anmin was so frightened that he peed his pants and ran away in all directions.

He tried to run out of the yard.

But every time he was about to run out, Feng Jiaman would suddenly appear in front of him, blocking his way.

Wang Anmin finally lost all his strength and knelt down with a "pop", and began to play the emotional card again: "Jiaman, it was me who was confused at that time, it was me who was not good to you, and I was sorry for you. But I also really like you, love You, Jiaman. If I didn't like you, how could I pursue you? How could I marry you? Everyone makes mistakes, please forgive me, Jiaman. What do you want? As long as you say it, I will definitely do it. … I don’t want to die, I really don’t want to die.”

Feng Jiaman seemed to hesitate and said in a sinister tone: "You don't want to die, so do the baby and I want to die? You killed me before he was born. When you beat me, did you think about it? Me and the baby?”

Wang Anmin cried and said: "It's my fault, I'm sorry for you and the baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He kowtowed as he spoke.

Feng Jiaman's ghostly voice suddenly rose: "It's too late, I want you to die! I will kill you now and let you come down to accompany me and the baby..."

"No, no..." Wang Anmin kowtowed with bloodshed: "I really know that I was wrong, I know that I was wrong, I can do anything you ask me to do, I promise you everything, I promise you everything..."

At that time, Feng Jiaman's hands had already strangled his neck again.

His voice became as hoarse as a saw.

The blood flowing from Feng Jiaman's face covered him from the top of his head, and suddenly let go of him: "You can do anything?"

Hearing what she said, Wang Anmin immediately nodded: "Really, everything I said is true. I can do anything you ask me to do. I swear to God!"

"Swear? Haha~ No one will believe your scumbag's oath." Feng Jiaman's ghostly voice became more and more sinister: "Wang Anmin, I want you to surrender. I want you to call the police yourself at the engagement party and confess your truth in public. Crime. If you can really do it, then I will spare your life. If not, even if you run to the end of the world, I can still catch you and kill you!"

Shock after shock.

Wang Anmin had long been frightened to pieces.

Now he nodded and agreed to whatever Feng Jiaman said.

Feng Jiaman caught him and gave him another blast!

He was beaten until he couldn't even scream at the end.

Like a puddle of mud thrown on the grass.

At last.

Feng Jiaman drifted out of the Wang family villa.

Tang Qingnian took her back to the Western-style building at No. 9 Swan Bay.

Sitting on the sofa, she held her heart and was in shock. She seemed to be in a good mood: "It scared me to death... but it was a real relief. I didn't expect that bastard to be so cowardly! He beat me so many times before he was alive. Every time he wished he could beat me to death, I finally got angry tonight. If I hadn't been afraid of beating him to death, I would have been reluctant to come back."

Tang Qingnian smiled: "Just relieve yourself, but you have to be prepared. I'm afraid that guy won't do as you say easily."

Feng Jiaman looked at Tang Qingnian: "With you here, I feel at ease. If he accidentally loses his soul and beats him tonight, I will have no regrets."

Tang Qingnian comforted her: "Don't worry, I will protect you. If there is any emergency, you must stay calm and never fight with other heavenly masters. I will take care of everything."

Feng Jiaman nodded firmly.

really.

Wang Anmin went to ask a heavenly master to deal with Feng Jiaman the next day.

He was rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home.

Finally, I found something that Feng Jiaman used during his lifetime.

The heavenly master he was looking for was named Fang Fan.

Beautiful appearance.

Slender.

Wearing a Taoist robe.

Practice since childhood.

Talent is not bad.

There are two brushes.

Tang Qingnian guessed that Wang Anmin would not be honest, so he stayed by Feng Jiaman's side at night. Feng Jiaman was summoned. She blessed Feng Jiaman with a requiem charm, and then followed him to the Wang family.

Seeing Feng Jiaman's soul again, Wang Anmin became more confident and shouted loudly: "Master, it's her, kill her quickly, let her soul fly away, and she will not be reincarnated!"

Fang Fan glanced at him sideways: "I told you that a ghost that has never harmed a human life cannot be scattered. It must be saved and allowed to go to the underworld to be reincarnated."

"Damn it." Wang Anmin cursed angrily, and then shouted loudly: "Then I was scared by her in vain? Was she beaten?"

Fang Fan's tone was cold: "That's the cause you planted yourself, and you deserve to bear the consequences. Will you save me or not? If you don't, I'll leave."

"Chuodu Chaodu." Wang Anmin called to him urgently: "Go and reincarnate, just go and reincarnate. Just don't come to me again."

Fang Fan calmed Feng Jiaman's soul and said in a persuasive and threatening tone: "Ms. Feng, you are dead. Everything in your life is just the past. You went to the underworld, drank Meng Po soup, and was reincarnated. Everything in this life is gone." It has nothing to do with you. If you cooperate, I can perform a ritual for you and let you find a good family in the next life. If you refuse to cooperate, then don’t blame me for sending you there by force. By then, you will have to Suffer something."

"The tone is not small!"

Tang Qingnian's voice came from outside the door.

Feng Jiaman floated in through the wall.

Tang Qingnian kicked open the door and walked in grandly.

She wore a green gown and wore her hair in a low bun with a wooden hairpin.

Holding an iconic black dog in his hand.

The little black dog has dark hair all over its body.

Extremely cold.

No fuss or shouting.

Ignore everyone equally except Tang Qingnian!

Fang Fan was stunned when he saw her and the dog she was holding. Just now, he looked like a master of Taoism and a master of Taoism. In an instant, he turned into a little fanboy and moved closer to her, saying in a very flattering tone: "Master Grandma, why is it you?"