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

"Hello, Master. Hello, Master. Please help my daughter take a look."

Yan Qing nodded slightly and focused on the baby on the bed.

A small ball with a little black energy wrapped around it...

"Well, how long has it been since this child's grandfather passed away?"

Wen Tao and his wife looked at each other. The master was so awesome. He even knew that his father was dead.

"My dad passed away half a year ago. What's wrong, Master? Does this have anything to do with my dad?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's a serious matter. Your father wants to take her away."

"what?!"

Lan Lan and Wen Tao exclaimed at the same time.

"This child's three souls and seven souls are already extremely unstable. If he is harassed for a few more days, his soul will definitely leave his body."

[What kind of grandpa is this? He is so cruel. 】

[Wen Tao’s father, I remember it was reported in the news before, was very bad to him. He owed a lot of money from gambling, which was repaid by Wen Tao, and he also used his fame to deceive people. He was a very bad person. 】

[No wonder, even if he died, he wouldn’t let him go, and he would take his daughter away. Who is he? Oh my god. 】

Wen Tao was silent for a long time.

"Why did he do this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the time came to ten o'clock, an old man appeared in the corner, and the baby on the bed began to cry again.

The baby's life is short, the heavenly eye is not closed, and the senses are not closed either. The cool feeling of ghost energy makes her very uncomfortable, not to mention that a three-month-old baby cannot see people clearly but can see ghosts clearly.

"Hehehe, dear granddaughter, grandpa is here. How about going down to play with grandpa?"

The old man walked to the baby's bed in a lewd manner, smiling but saying something horrifying.

[Damn, his expression is so scary, calling him a good granddaughter, but he wants to take him to the underworld. 】

[People like this who refuse to stop even after death should not have the opportunity to be reincarnated. 】

[Master, forget about destroying him. He is a ghost in this world. 】

Wen Tao quickly held the child in his arms and questioned his father.

"What are you doing? You can't bear to harm such a young child!"

The old man looked left and right. It was determined that the unfilial son was talking to himself.

"Can you see me? I am your father. I took my granddaughter to play. What's wrong? Even though I'm here, I can't tell you what's wrong with me!"

"But you're dead! You won't make things easier for me while you're alive, and you'll harm my daughter even if you're dead!"

Wen Tao's eyes were red with anger.

The old man was hurt by his son, and the expression on his face darkened for a moment.

"I am your father! Do you know that the Wen family has only one generation? If you give birth to a daughter, do you still want to continue the family line?"

"If you still go for a sterilization, are you right to the ancestors of the Wen family?"

"Let this child come down with me, and you have another one. If you want a boy, don't have a girl. It's bad luck."

[Damn it, dead old man, no, he is already dead, ghost old man, go to hell! 】

[Good guy, your family has the throne, do you want to inherit it? 】

[It’s a single lineage. It really makes sense not to have a son. This man himself is not very sensible. 】

[Can’t my daughter pass it on? It’s ridiculous. What age is it? It also needs to be passed down by blood, and there is disease. 】

Wen Tao was not angry to death, but Lan Lan beside him was so angry that he was about to go crazy.

"My daughter was born to me. If you want, you can take your son away. If you want to take my daughter away, it's impossible!"

Wen Tao looked at his wife in shock, "No, it has nothing to do with me. This matter is not my fault."

Yan Qing frowned slightly, the ghostly energy affecting her.

"calm!"

A scolding sounded in their room, and the three members of Wen Tao's family were comforted. The child stopped crying, smacked his mouth twice, spit out bubbles and fell asleep again.

Lan Lan came back to her senses. Just now, she actually wanted her father-in-law to take away her husband! It's so scary, but luckily the master is here.

"Master, it was my father-in-law who did the evil. Can you let him go?"

The old man, who was almost shaken by Yan Qing's scolding, steadied himself.

"You asked the master to arrest me? You are an unfilial son, and you asked the master to arrest me?"

After saying that, he wanted to hide and run away. The moment just now was too scary. He ran away first and came back tomorrow. He didn't believe it. Who could guard them every day?

Yan Qing raised his hand to freeze him in place.

"You went to the underworld to report, how did you get up here?"

The old man squeaked, his eyes averted, and he just didn't answer the voice in the room.

Yan Qing sneered, this underworld is really lax.

He raised his hand and pointed, and a token fell from the old man's arms. It was the Underworld Pass Order, and he got this token. You can go back to the earth to see your relatives at ten o'clock at night, but you must go back before the rooster crows, that is, at three o'clock in the morning.

No wonder, the child started crying at ten o'clock and stopped at three o'clock.

"Where did the traffic order come from?"

"It's none of your business. If you want to kill me, behead me, or arrest me and send me to hell, hurry up."

"You still want to go to hell? The gamblers in the underworld will be punished by destroying their souls."

Yan Qing did not scare him. The underworld is also very strict about gambling management, and the participants will definitely be stunned.

Yan Qing raised her hand and caught the old man's ghost on her side. The child there was too young and couldn't bear it no matter how many ghosts there were.

"Your gambling must be more than just gambling with ordinary ghosts, otherwise there wouldn't be such a token for you."

The old man had a sullen face, as if he was not afraid of boiling water.

"I'm going to die. You can do whatever you want. You hate the single generation of the Wen family..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was silenced by Yan Qin.

[Laughing to death, a single biography of a generation is talking about it, please shut up. 】

[My father has only one son in his family. He only gave birth to me, a daughter, and no younger brother. The preference for sons over daughters is really feudal. 】

[I like children, regardless of gender, but I still want to have a son so that I don’t have to get married in the future. 】

[Laughing to Death" "Regardless of Gender" and "Want to Have a Son" are both serious and established, Yue. 】

The barrage began to argue about boys and girls, and Yan Qing formed a seal with his hands, "King of Hell, show up and see me."

The King of Hell was coaxing the little fox with fresh grapes when he heard Yan Qing's call and froze.

"what happened to you?"

Feng Jiu looked over suspiciously.

The King of Hell immediately handed over the peeled grapes as if nothing had happened, "It's okay. The judge has something to do with me. I'll come as soon as I can."

Feng Jiu held the grape in her mouth and tilted her head in displeasure, "Go ahead, Lord Hell, who has everything to do with everything."

The King of Hell paused, but to coax his wife and offend Yan Qing... forget it, that woman was even more terrifying.

"I'll come as soon as I go."

When Feng Jiu saw the King of Hell leaving, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and she sighed deeply. If she could find Master Yan, there might be a glimmer of hope.

A black vortex appeared in Yan Qing's room, and the old man almost lost his mind due to the powerful pressure.

Yan Qing waved his hand, removing the pressure from the King of Hell and letting the old man breathe a sigh of relief.

"The Prince of Hell has such a big air."

Yama stepped out of the vortex and explained.

"I didn't hold it for a while, please forgive me, Mr. Yan."

"I don't know why I'm calling you. What's the important thing?"

Yan Qing glanced at the King of Hell up and down, frowning slightly, is this?