God-level clairvoyant security guard

"Brother Jiang Hao, why have you become so big?"

When Song Qianhua's soul spoke, the body outside also spoke in unison.

For an instant, everyone in the room was startled by the sudden voice.

Even Song Qianhua himself was so scared that she covered her mouth.

But the next second, she knew that she was fine and she could finally speak!

"grandparents!"

In an instant, Song Qianhua threw herself into grandma's arms.

The old lady kept patting Song Qianhua on the back in excitement.

Mr. Song even rubbed his hands and clenched his fists in excitement.

More than two years.

Their little granddaughter has been unable to speak for more than two years.

And now, it's actually better? Can you actually speak?

Mr. Song looked hopefully at Jiang Hao, who seemed to still have his eyes closed.

At this time, the old lady and Song Qianhua also reacted and looked over at the same time.

But then, Song Qianhua shushed with her finger, meaning no one should speak.

Mr. Song and the old lady looked at each other in surprise. The granddaughter seemed to have communicated with the young man before? So how do they communicate?

But at this time, when Jiang Hao looked at himself, he suddenly discovered that his soul power had indeed increased.

The previous soul power was: Spirit Realm (1).

But now it becomes, soul power: spiritual realm (3).

Upgraded two levels in a row!

In other words, the cloud in Song Qianhua's soul was a kind of spiritual energy, and he swallowed that spiritual energy, so he not only strengthened his soul power, but also changed his direction and rescued Song Qianhua's soul!

"Whoo~"

After Jiang Hao looked inside, he opened his eyes.

And as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that everyone was looking at him.

Song Mingchen was even more happy, and his mouth was twisted with joy.

Mr. Song and the old lady held their granddaughter's hands and sat quietly.

Maoshan Xue Li and Tianshi Zhang Mingshi looked like they were constipated.

I originally wanted to laugh at this kid, and also waited to ridicule him after he couldn't be cured, but I never expected that this kid actually cured the disease on the spot.

"Mr. Song, although your granddaughter can speak now, I think the rituals must be done again. After all, the nightmare must be resolved."

"Yes, the talisman must be worn every day."

Zhang Mingshi and Xue Li shamelessly wanted to fulfill their previous agreement.

Mr. Song was thoughtful, but Song Qianhua suddenly stood up and said, "No, I'm fine. Brother Jiang Hao has completely cured me."

"Brother Jiang Hao, thank you."

Song Qianhua bowed to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao waved his hand: "You're welcome, I'm very happy to be able to cure you."

In fact, he didn't even expect that he could cure diseases and then cured Song Qianhua.

"Haha."

Mr. Song laughed loudly at this time and said: "In this case, the two teachers will go back to the hotel to rest first. Tomorrow I will ask Jiajia to entertain you two at the 'Yunhe Tower'."

Jiajia is Mr. Song's daughter, and the two of them were invited here by his daughter.

"Thank you Mr. Song, thank you Mr. Song!"

Xue Li and Zhang Mingshi also knew that Mr. Song was seeing off guests, so they did not dare to say anything else. After standing up and saluting, they quickly left the living room.

Jiang Hao and Song Mingchen also stood up. Since their illness was cured, they should say goodbye.

But at this time, Mr. Song smiled and said: "Mingchen, I heard that your Yunhe Tower is full of delicacies. Can you see if I can take my little granddaughter to have a meal?"

"Uncle Song, if your giant Buddha comes over, the walls of my little shop will be illuminated."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's just the four of us."

"Yes, yes, go out to eat. My poor eldest granddaughter is so hungry."

The old lady also kept patting Song Qianhua's hand.

At this time, Mr. Song looked at Jiang Hao and said, "Little teacher..."

"Grandpa Song, don't call me that, I'm not a teacher."

All the hairs on Jiang Hao's body stood up.

Mr. Song actually called him little teacher.

"Grandpa, his name is Jiang Hao. Brother Jiang Hao, please wait for me. I'll go upstairs and change some clothes."

"Ok."

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded.

Mr. Song couldn't help but smile at this time, this boy actually gained the favor of his precious granddaughter.

But this guy is also quite virtuous. He invited so many masters from home and abroad, spent a lot of money, and gave a lot of favors, but he couldn't cure his little granddaughter.

And now, this kid cured his little granddaughter just by taking a pulse.

Judging from the excitement of the little granddaughter, I'm afraid she has even recovered from her mental illness, right?

"Since Qianhua calls you Brother Jiang Hao, I won't be polite to you anymore."

Mr. Song smiled and said at this time: "Can you tell me about Qianhua's illness? We have been treating it for more than two years, but there is nothing you can say. Now that you have cured her, you are the most authoritative!"

"Yes, young man, thank you. You are a great benefactor to my Song family."

"Grandma Song, you are so polite. It's just a little help from me."

Jiang Hao did not dare to accept this great favor. The disease was cured, but he was not a benefactor.

Therefore, he has to pay attention to his own propriety.

"Grandpa Song, Grandma Song, I suspect Qianhua's illness is man-made."

At this time, he suddenly frowned and said.

"man-made?"

Mr. Song's face instantly became gloomy, and the old lady was so angry that her eyebrows stood up.

"Yes, man-made."

Jiang Hao nodded and said: "Someone has put a kind of imprisonment in Qianhua's soul, and this kind of imprisonment is like a cage for Qianhua. Her soul cannot get out of that imprisonment. No matter how she screams, outsiders will listen. If not, she can’t say it herself.”

"It is precisely because of this kind of cage that it feels like a shackle on her body, giving her nightmares every night. After all, her soul is imprisoned, so it would be strange if she didn't have nightmares."

"Damn it!"

Mrs. Song was so angry that she slammed the table.

Mr. Song's face turned black.

"Then how did you cure Qianhua? How did you rescue her?"

Old Song asked curiously.

Jiang Hao scratched his head and replied: "I used a special method to remove his cage, so she is completely free now."

"Then you really won't have nightmares at night?"

Mrs. Song was worried.

"Probably not."

Jiang Hao couldn't guarantee that it would be bad if he had nightmares again.

Mr. Song and the old lady looked at each other, but neither of them said anything at this time.

Song Mingchen answered: "You two elders, don't worry, my little brother is very profound, otherwise how could I bring him here?"

This guy started showing off his merits at this time. Without him, Song Qianhua wouldn't know when he would be cured.

Mr. Song and the old lady looked at Song Mingchen with satisfaction and admiration, and then the old lady nodded and said, "Mingchen, I saw you right."

"Grandpa and grandma, I'm fine!"

At this moment, Song Qianhua walked downstairs. Her long hair that covered her face was tied into a ponytail. She also changed into a floral dress and white clover sneakers.

The whole person looks youthful and refreshing.

But she is too thin, and can be described as skinny.

Jiang Hao raised his head and glanced, Song Qianhua also happened to look at him, and then Song Qianhua quickly looked away.

"Okay, okay, let's go eat."

Mr. Song and the old lady stood up at the same time, and they pretended not to see the affection shown by their little granddaughter.

Obviously, the boy named Jiang not only cured Song Qianhua's illness, but also most likely captured her heart.

But as long as her granddaughter is happy, she will do whatever she wants.