Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

Although Feng Changjun no longer squatted at the door of his house, Jiang Buyan encountered an even more troublesome thing.

The bouquet of flowers was placed between the two of them, and the letter was spread out on the flowers.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground, staring into silence.

"Sister Buyan... tell me, is this true or false?"

Li Changle had a grimace on his face and was very troubled in his heart.

Although she had no feelings for her biological parents, her heart softened inexplicably when she heard that her mother wanted to see her before she died.

Jiang Buyan sighed, stretched out his left hand to do the fortune telling again, and then let out a long sigh.

"It's okay to be fake, but it's true. The hexagram shows that your mother is seriously ill and about to die."

"Then...should I go see her?"

Li Changle asked naively, unsure of what to pay attention to.

"This is your business, you make your own decision." Jiang Buyan threw the question back to her again, and then added, "If you want to see her, remember to tell me and I will go with you."

Upon hearing this, Li Changle immediately smiled and said: "If Sister Wuyan is here, then reluctantly take a look at her! Although she has never raised me, she is the one who gave birth to me, so I will repay her with one look at her." The grace of giving birth!”

Jiang Buyan looked at her with a nonchalant expression.

"Okay, let's go? Go and see the place where he wrote in the letter?" Jiang Buyan said and got up to get the car keys.

Li Changle happily followed her, imagining what it would be like to meet his biological mother.

What would she look like? What's your personality like? What should you say as the first thing you say after meeting?

Should I pretend to be cold and take revenge on her? Forget it, your biological mother is about to die, so you might as well have a better attitude.

Along the way, the two of them had their own concerns.

Li Changle's expectations and Jiang Buyan's worries.

Although the hexagrams said that Li Changle's biological mother would not live long, Jiang Buyan also secretly calculated it for Li Changle, but her hexagrams had always been strange, as if something was interfering with her cause and effect.

When the two rushed to the hospital, Feng Changjun had been waiting at the door for a long time.

She looked at the two people who had taken off their helmets and hurriedly approached them to be polite.

But Jiang Buyan didn't agree with him at all. She interrupted his greetings and asked succinctly: "Where is the ward? I will accompany Chang Le to have a look. I will leave after seeing it. I hope you won't bother me again in the future."

Feng Changjun looked ugly, but because the bracelet would prevent him from getting angry, he could only say aggrievedly: "I will take you there."

"Okay, Changle, let's go." Jiang Buyan nodded with satisfaction, took Li Changle's hand and walked to the hospital.

Feng Changjun's eyes were fixed on the hands held by the two of them, which held the bracelet Song Hefeng was talking about.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Seeing that he didn't follow, Jiang Buyan turned around and asked in confusion.

Feng Changjun looked at the two of them with tearful eyes and said pitifully: "No... I was just happy to see Lele."

Li Changle: ...

Help! It’s so embarrassing, he doesn’t think he’s so touching!

Jiang Buyan:...

Tsk, crying is uglier than a ghost.

When Feng Changjun saw that the two of them were silent, he thought he was conquered by his acting skills, so he simply struck while the iron was hot and continued: "Can I... also hold Lele's hand? I haven't held my own child for so many years. I'm really... "

Li Changle couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. Didn't he see Sister Buyan holding her hand? Why would he, an old man, get involved?

Jiang Buyan's scalp was numb with embarrassment. Although she didn't have parents, if her parents were so greasy and pompous and had no good intentions, it would be better not to have them at all.

"Lele? Can you hold daddy?" Feng Changjun was too involved in the drama and reached out to pull Li Changle, but she nimbly dodged it.

"No, I'm not used to it. Let's go and see it quickly. Sister Buyan has to go to work in the afternoon." Li Changle didn't want to mess with him anymore, so he urged directly.

"Just hold him for a moment and it'll be fine." Feng Changjun said reluctantly.

"Not even once!" Jiang Buyan always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it.

"If you really want to hold me, Lele, just go ahead and fulfill dad's wish."

Li Changle was tired of being pestered by him, so he simply stretched out his hand and urged: "Then just hold him, hold him and leave quickly, don't leave any ink marks."

"Okay..." Feng Changjun responded in a low voice.

Looking at Li Changle's extended hand, the corners of his mouth almost couldn't help but raise.

When she wasn't paying attention, Feng Changjun grabbed the eighteen sons from her wrist and immediately ran towards the door.

"No!" Jiang Buyan was shocked and started to chase him.

She never expected that Feng Changjun was actually here for Shibazi, how could he know!

Just after running a few steps, Li Changle's cry for help came from behind.

Jiang Buyan looked back and saw Li Changle, who had lost his eighteenth son, suddenly appeared. The ghosts in the hospital flew towards her one after another, regardless of the danger that it was daytime.

"Sister Wu Yan, I..." Li Changle stood stiffly on the spot, and a cold and strange aura swept through her body instantly.

Jiang Buyan can't pursue him now, nor can he stay with him. He's in a dilemma.

She could only drag Li Changle into the sun first, draw a life-saving charm on her body, and then pursue Feng Changjun.

When she arrived, Feng Changjun was looking excitedly at the center of the road where cars were passing by.

Jiang Buyan followed his gaze and saw that the Eighteenth Son who had been taken away was lying on the road, being run over by a passing vehicle.

Most of the beads were crushed into powder.

"You're crazy! Do you know you will kill your daughter if you do this?" Jiang Buyan, who was overwhelmed by anger, grabbed Feng Changjun's collar and shouted loudly.

Feng Changjun looked at her with a proud look on his face and said calmly: "Kill her? How could I harm her as Lele's biological father? It's you, who has no connection with her, who would harm her. ."

As he spoke, his expression changed, and he rebuked with a look of indignation: "It's all you, don't think I don't know, you used that evil bead to control my daughter and cut off our family ties! It was you who harmed her! Otherwise we The family will definitely be reunited early and live happily together!"

No matter how good-tempered Jiang Buyan was, he couldn't help but curse at this moment and cursed angrily: "You must be mentally ill! That's a Buddhist bead! It's the Eighteenth Son! The Eighteenth Son who keeps you safe!"

"If you really blame yourself and regret it, why didn't you find Changle after living in the same city for so many years? You let her suffer so much outside! Now that she is finally feeling better, you are jumping out to recognize her again? What are your intentions?"

"Also! Who told you about the beads? How did you know!"

Feng Changjun looked at Jiang Buyan's furious look, and felt more and more that he had done the right thing.

He replied proudly: "The master of freedom will give you some advice."

"Point it out!"

Jiang Buyan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he punched him in the face, which immediately made him black-eyed.