After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

Mrs. Zhang was anxious. Why didn't Mrs. Fan believe her?

At this time, Bai Zhi said quietly: "Mrs. Fan's uterus has evil spirits. The eldest son in the family must be in very bad condition."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fan paused.

These words touched her heart.

It's just that although the Fan family didn't publicize this matter, there were ways to find out about it, but they couldn't convince her.

However, Bai Zhi's next sentence made Mrs. Fan's hair stand on end.

"Let me tell you something. Mrs. Fan is bereaved. The person who hangs her life must be dead."

She looked at Bai Zhi with horrified eyes.

All right.

Twenty years ago, a master saw that her son was dying soon and cast a spell to hang the child's life.

Recently, that master passed away.

This matter is a family secret, only a few people in the Fan family know it, and there is absolutely no way that it will be known to outsiders.

When she looked at Bai Zhi, her eyes froze for a moment.

Is this Bai Zhi really capable of something?

Mrs. Fan moved her lips: "Then you...Master Bai, can you save him?"

She has tried no less than ten masters, but to no avail. Is there anything this mediocre little girl can do?

Bai Zhi curled her lips: "If you have enough money, you will be saved."

The corners of Mrs. Zhang's mouth twitched, Master Bai is really so vulgar and frank...

When Mrs. Fan heard this and met Bai Zhi's firm and confident eyes, her heart was shaken for a moment.

What if, what if this Angelica dahurica is really capable? Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

She nodded and said: "Money is not an issue. As long as Qingliu can be fine, we are willing to pay any amount."

Bai Zhi's eyes lit up. How much is enough?

She didn't want to cheat a big customer all at once, so she thought about it, compared the Zhang family's amount, and gave a figure.

"thirty million."

This made Mrs. Zhang choke. This little ancestor really dared to speak...

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fan agreed immediately.

"Okay, thirty million is thirty million."

Mrs. Fan thought to herself that if Bai Zhi didn't have this ability, the Fan family would naturally not give her a penny.

But if she had the ability, it would be worth the money to exchange her son's life!

Bai Zhi clicked her tongue.

He is worthy of being the leader of the four tycoons in Beicheng, and he is indeed rich and powerful.

"I will be at Fan's house at 11 o'clock tonight."

......

To accomplish this, some preparations must be made.

Bai Zhi's current vitality is only at the second level, and she needs the help of talismans.

While thinking, she came to a familiar place.

Tianxiacang.

Tianxiacang is the No. 1 magic weapon shop in Xuanmen. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. There are countless magic weapons and artifacts in it. It has been known as the "No. 1 magic weapon shop in the world" for hundreds of years, so it was named Tianxiacang.

As soon as she entered the door, Bai Zhi's consciousness suddenly became alert.

She felt that there was a prying eye staring directly at her.

It is the pressure of extremely high-level consciousness.

The two high-level consciousnesses collided together, causing the air in the room to become much stuffier.

The warlocks and Taoists in the room broke out in cold sweat and looked around.

Where did the big guys come from to fight here!

But after looking for a long time, I found nothing.

Everyone secretly marveled at what a great god this was, he must be a high-level warlock.

They didn't know that the real culprit Bai Zhi only had second level vitality.

She glanced into the back room.

It was deep and dark inside, and an eyeball like a snake's letter was staring at her.

Bai Zhi smiled and used her Yuan consciousness to send a voice.

"It would be disrespectful to peek any further."

Instantly, the seemingly domineering gaze seemed to tremble, followed by a chuckle, and disappeared into the darkness.

After the matter was resolved, Bai Zhi skillfully took some cinnabar talisman paper and small magic weapons.

She chose the most expensive ones, which made the warlocks and Taoists on the sidelines smack their lips.

Rich man, admire me!

The things in Tianxiacang are not ordinary expensive. It would cost hundreds of thousands to get them like this.

Bai Zhi fell in love with an oil-paper umbrella.

The umbrella handle made of ink jade and the umbrella surface painted with ink look very beautiful.

The store manager saw it and wanted to say something.

That umbrella is nothing but beautiful.

But thinking about her wealthy behavior, she still swallowed the words back in her mouth.

You're a bastard who doesn't make money.

A big customer came, and the store manager changed from his usual aloofness and introduced the products to Bai Zhi like a dog-legger.

The warlocks present all sighed: "Money can make the world go round!"

After selecting the items, the store manager wrapped them enthusiastically.

Just as he was about to hand it to Bai Zhi, he found that the little girl in front of him was looking motionless in a certain direction.

The store manager turned his head to look curiously, his expression immediately changed, and he lowered his voice.

"Little Ancestor, didn't the boss say that you can't show your face in front of outsiders? Why did you come out? Go back quickly!"

A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old stood there, his eyes moving around curiously.

He has delicate eyebrows, short hair, and a pair of doggy eyes that look very innocent.

"The boss said that starting from today, I can come out."

His eyes sparkled with excitement as he spoke.

The store manager was startled.

The boss once said that if the young man showed his face, he might cause big trouble. Why would he let him come out now?

Suddenly, a slightly trembling female voice came to my ears: "What's his... name?"

The store manager turned around and was shocked.

His rich client's eyes were slightly red, his lips were trembling slightly, and he looked frightened.

Could it be that the boss letting the boy show up has something to do with the girl in front of him?

The store manager spoke softly: "Yang Wuyou."

"Yang... Wuyou."

Bai Zhi lowered her eyes, gathered her thoughts, and muttered: "She looks so much like him."

The store manager frowned suspiciously, calmly put away his other thoughts, and handed over the wrapped items.

"This fellow artist, the total is 80, WeChat or Alipay?"

The warlocks present looked over with envy. They were so rich. They spent 80 on the magic tools and talismans.

Then no one expected that just when everyone was excitedly preparing to watch the girl swipe their cards vigorously, the girl's cold and clear voice came.

"Credit."

The air became silent for a moment.

I thought he was a rich man, but I didn’t expect he was here for free prostitution! !

Unfortunately, this little girl was in the wrong place.

The warlocks and Taoists present all looked at Bai Zhi, waiting to see her joke.

Tianxiacang has not allowed credit for hundreds of years, and it is said that there is only one exception.

Who is she? She dares to come to Tianxiacang to beg for food?

This is Cang Yingfeng's territory. His strength is unfathomable. This little girl is really crazy.