Live fortune telling: Big sister will give you reincarnation at the beginning

A blonde woman shouted anxiously.

His eyes were fixed on the things in Yan Qing's hands.

Yan Qing said nothing and slowly landed in front of them.

"Children? Sorry, I didn't see any children."

"Why didn't you see it? What you are holding is her child."

Someone in the American crowd spoke up.

[Good guy, this ghost baby has an owner. 】

[This was intentional. Now that I saw the ghost baby being caught by our master, I became anxious]

The audience at the amusement park formed a circle around Yan Qing and several Americans.

"I heard that some people in the United States are raising ghost babies. I didn't believe it, but now it seems to be true."

"If you raise a ghost baby, just hide it at home and take good care of it. Why come out to harm others?"

"The foreign friend may not have done it on purpose, so why not give it back to her? This will save us Chinese people being said to be stingy."

"Yes, people come all the way to visit China, and we want to show our style as a great country."

In the audience, everyone was talking about anything, which made the audience in the live broadcast room very angry.

Yan Qing opened the golden talisman on his hand, and it turned out to be a miniature version of the huge ghost baby just now, lying quietly in the palm of Yan Qing's hand.

"This? Yours? Want it?"

Yan Qing asked three times. The Americans thought she was forced to return it to them, but she had an expression on her face that said so.

"Yes, that's it. Please give me my child back."

The blonde woman said again, but the anxious look on her face was gone.

"Stay paralyzed. I almost died just now. If it weren't for our Chinese gods, everyone here would have died!"

A woman at the scene spoke angrily.

"That's right, what the hell are you raising, and you still call it a child? It scares my grandson to wonder if you are a foreign friend. God bless you, please don't let this kind of person out to harm others again."

The aunt looked at Yan Qing's grandson with bright eyes forcefully, and held him in her arms to comfort him.

Yan Qing handed the thing directly to the American woman.

"Okay, give it back, pick it up."

The woman took two steps forward and reached out to take it. Yan Qing suddenly let go. The woman suddenly felt her hand was pricked by something. She lost her grip and dropped the doll to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The ghost baby, which had been patched up in the first place, was now completely torn apart.

"Oh God, Denise, what's wrong with you?!"

"God will punish you Denise, you can't even hold a baby."

The woman tried to defend herself: "Something pricked my hand just now. I didn't mean it."

At this time, Zhao Wei came over with the SWAT team.

The crowd was cleared again, and the two people who said they had forgiven their foreign friends were taken away separately to educate them on the difference between good and evil.

[I thought the master really wanted to return it to them. 】

[I really want to give it back to them, but I can’t hold it, so who is to blame, hehehehe]

[Mainly looking at the past in order to save face? 】

[I’m not telling you why they do all this dirty work. 】

[That’s right, if we hadn’t had a master who happened to be here, I don’t know how many people would have died in this amusement park today. It’s too much. 】

The doll's body was smashed into pieces. The Americans changed their previous intimacy with the children and denied that the huge ghost baby in the air was theirs.

Everyone present knew what happened today. After everyone went home, they all used their family connections to put pressure on the government to deal with those Americans who were arrogant and committed crimes.

Zhao Wei stood in front of Yan Qin and asked in a low voice.

"Master, that ghost child?"

"Crushed."

Yan Qing said directly.

"Such vicious Western ghosts cannot enter the underworld of China."

Zhao Wei nodded in agreement.

"That's right, don't confuse our Chinese underworld bloodline."

The Americans didn't get any relief, so they had no choice but to go back to the hotel where they lived.

As a result, Duoduo's amusement park is no longer possible.

"Sister, let's go back."

A Hua Xingxing: [I laughed so hard, I didn’t go to the mall last night, and I didn’t go to the amusement park today. 】

Why should the nicknames be different: [Let the three of us play cards at home, or should the master continue to tell fortunes? 】

Fuyi Beisi: [If it doesn’t work out, buy a building block for your child to take home and play with slowly. 】

Drinking Qingfeng: [You can come to my naughty castle to play, but I don’t know if Duoduo likes it~]

However, Duoduo suffered two consecutive setbacks and no longer had the heart to have fun.

"Senior sister, let's go home and I'll watch cartoons."

When Ze Zai heard this, it was okay, the TV was hers!

"No, no, the TV is mine! I want to watch the show!"

There is no room for two children in one mountain, so hurry up and withdraw one after the race.

Yan Qing is one of two older children. There used to be so many children in the Tianshi sect. Is it because they had too little knowledge and nothing to fight for?

During the quarrel between the two little brats, Yan Qing returned home and saw Zhuge Wen, who was supposed to be practicing his mental skills, watching TV.

Now, all three of us have to watch TV...

[Junior brother is so old, just leave it to the two younger ones. 】

[This is my first time, why should I let you, junior brother, come to my place, I will show you a big TV, one hundred inches! 】

[Upstairs, your abacus is off my face. 】

The final result...Old God Ze Zai was sitting on the sofa, holding his head proudly and watching TV through his nostrils.

Zhuge Wen and Duoduo were called to the room by Yan Qing to teach them the techniques.

[I suspect that the master is partial. 】

[Good girl Goose, study hard. Mom will buy a big TV and send it to Tianshimen now. 】

[Junior brother doesn’t even have a mobile phone. It just so happens that I have a spare mobile phone here and I can send it to Tianshimen for him. 】

【? ? Are you sure this is an idle phone? You guys, how do you get the money? Why don't you take me to rob it? ah? 】

"Tick tock..."

Yan Qing's WeChat message rang, it was from Zhao Guoqiang

"Comrade Yan, I heard from that boy Zhao Wei that you have taken care of the ghost children in the United States. Thank you for saving so many people."

"It's a small effort, no need to say thank you, I just want the event to end as soon as possible, so they won't watch it on my TV."

"I want to ask General Zhao about something. I heard them say that all classrooms now use electronic screens for teaching?"

Zhao Guoqiang was so blessed that he immediately replied: "There is no need for Comrade Yan's plan for this. I, Old Zhao, have personally arranged the teaching screens and systems in the classroom for you."

Yan Qing kept calling his nephew around for three days. Zhao Wei didn't know how much credit he had accumulated. He would be promoted after a while.

Yan Qing: I really just asked casually...

"Then Yan Qing would like to thank General Zhao on behalf of all future students."

"When the competition is over, I want to go to Myanmar. I wonder if Second Lieutenant Zhao is free to go with me?"

They are all talented people, and Zhao Guoqiang immediately knew Yan Qing's intentions.

"Of course I'm free. It's a blessing for this kid to follow you to see them. Comrade Yan needs a few people. I'll arrange them for you."