After getting divorced and becoming the favorite of a wealthy family, I amaze the world with my meta

"cause of death?"

Hearing these two words, Li Qing's mother's eyes immediately became alert.

"Didn't my son commit suicide?"

"It's true that he committed suicide, but Li Qing is usually a kind person and has never made enemies with anyone, let alone provoked anyone. How could he commit suicide?"

Li Qing's mother was stunned. In fact, this problem had been tormenting her day and night in the past few days.

Her son has always been good-tempered and emotionally stable, and he has never let her worry about him since he was a child.

Such a good person, why did he commit suicide?

Precisely because his son had always been very competitive and upright, his sudden suicide caused a lot of discussion among relatives and neighbors.

This was something she couldn't accept no matter what.

"Do you know the real cause of my son's death? What happened?"

Li Qing’s mother’s voice was trembling, hoarse, and her eyes were red.

Thinking about it, it must be because she has been crying all day and night these days. Now, she must be at her most vulnerable.

Nian Yihuan patted Li Qing's mother warmly on the shoulder.

"We don't know yet, but we are here today to investigate this matter. Auntie, what is your name?"

"My last name is Xie."

"Okay, Auntie Xie, why don't we take a step to talk?"

Aunt Xie was stunned for a moment, then opened the door and made way for her.

Nian Yihuan and Jiang Shuo looked at each other and entered the room one after another.

"Who is it?" A middle-aged man's fierce voice came from inside the house.

"Oh, it's the leader of Li Qing Company, coming to see us." Aunt Xie replied.

Then he turned his attention back to Nian Yihuan, "Li Qing's father is in the room. He is in poor health and has a bad temper."

Nian Yi smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, auntie, who is this?"

Next to Aunt Xie, there was a little boy, who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, staring timidly at Nian Yihuan and Jiang Shuo.

"This is Li Qing's younger brother, Li Xiaoqing."

Nian Yihuan nodded and sat down at the dining table in the living room.

As soon as he sat down, Nian Yihuan suddenly felt that something was wrong with the magnetic field here, and his expression became serious.

"Auntie Xie, please ask uncle to come out too. I want to meet him."

"He is sick. He has not seen anyone for many years and has a weird temper. What did you do when you saw him?"

"Since I'm a guest at home, I still want to see him out of politeness. If it's inconvenient for uncle, I can go there in person."

Seeing Nian Yihuan's insistence, Aunt Xie shook her head helplessly and went to the house to take Li Qing's father out.

"What are you doing! This lousy company of yours has killed my son, are you going to kill me now?"

Nian Yihuan took a look at Uncle Li's expression. His cheekbones were prominent, his cheeks were red and dark, and there was actually a black line in Yintang, just like the dead Li Qing.

This is a typical case of being possessed by evil spirits.

Looking at Aunt Xie and the little boy, there is also a very shallow mark on the Yintang. You can't find it unless you look carefully.

This family has been possessed by evil spirits.

It must be that Li Qing was possessed by an evil spirit at the company and brought the evil spirit back home, leaving his whole family haunted by evil spirits.

Fortunately, she came today, and if we take care of it in time, she may still be alive.

Nian Yihuan turned his gaze to Aunt Xie, and his eyes flashed suddenly, "Auntie, have you been feeling loss of appetite, bad temper, and uncontrollable heart palpitations recently?"

Aunt Xie's pupils shrank, "How do you know?"

"Auntie, you are possessed by an evil spirit. If you don't get rid of the evil spirit in time, your whole family will be like Li Qing."

"What nonsense are you talking about! What the hell! We, the Li family, don't believe in this!"

Uncle Li slapped the table and shouted, holding a broom and trying to drive Nian Yihuan and Jiang Shuo out.

But Aunt Xie's face darkened. She was dubious about Nian Yihuan's words.

At this time, Li Xiaoqing, who had been silent on the side, stood up and dragged his father back into the house, locked the door, and ran out again.

"Brother, sister, help me. In the past week, if I can eat five rice cookers every day, I can't get enough. I may be possessed!"

Nian Yihuan was stunned. She just saw how thin the little boy was. His eyes were sunken and his face looked haggard. It turned out to be because a starving man had entered his body.

Aunt Xie was stunned and immediately dragged Li Xiaoqing away, "You kid, what nonsense are you talking about? You are possessed by evil! Bah, bah, bah!"

"He's right." Nian Yihuan suddenly said coldly, "The only one who can save you now is me."

After saying this, Nian Yihuan took out a piece of yellow paper, a brush, and cinnabar, "Little brother, do you have a brazier at home?"

"Yes, yes!" Li Xiaoqing nodded fiercely as if grasping a life-saving straw, and immediately rushed to the kitchen to bring a brazier and placed it in front of Nian Yihuan.

Nian Yihuan sat cross-legged, drew a soul-dispelling charm on the yellow paper, and silently recited the incantation.

But before Nian Yihuan finished reciting the spell, Li Xiaoqing suddenly screamed, stiffened, twitched and fell to the ground.

In an instant, Li Xiaoqing's veins popped out all over his body, his eyes bulged out, and his thin body was supported by a bulging belly.

"Son! What's wrong with you!" Aunt Xie hurriedly knelt down and tried to pick up her little son.

Nian Yihuan glared coldly, "Don't move! It was the starving ghost who was injured by my curse. Everyone, stay back!"

Aunt Xie stepped back tremblingly.

Nian Yihuan realized that the situation was not good, and the starving ghost in Li Xiaoqing's body was not low.

"Bring some glutinous rice!"

Aunt Xie stumbled to the kitchen and carried a bag of glutinous rice.

Nian Yihuan grabbed a handful and sprinkled it on the ground, lit three more incense sticks and placed them on the ground.

"President Nian, what are you...what are you doing?" Aunt Xie was already frightened and stammered.

"Of course I'm saving your son. He's hungry. I'll bring him some food."

The glutinous rice is roasted under the incense fire, exuding bursts of glutinous rice aroma.

After a while, Li Xiaoqing suddenly spit out a mouthful of yellow water, and then his stomach really slowly deflated, and his twitching gradually stopped.

After a while, his consciousness gradually returned and he slowly sat up.

Aunt Xie was shocked when she saw it. This was the first time she had seen it done with her own eyes.

Although Li Xiaoqing was temporarily out of danger, Nian Yihuan's expression did not relax at all.

There is too much evil in this room.

Although the starving ghost in Li Xiaoqing's body was temporarily suppressed, it was not eliminated.

But the black color of Li Xiaoqing Yintang has become darker.

It seemed that it was not the starving ghost that caused him to die. The death energy in his body had not been resolved.

Nian Yihuan drew two more talismans with his pen, a requiem talisman and a soul-keeping talisman. He lit it with the remaining incense and threw it into the brazier.

In a short time, the three talismans were burned into a layer of ashes.

"Water." Nian Yihuan said in a deep voice.

Aunt Xie handed it over immediately.

Nian Yihuan grabbed a handful of paper ash and sprinkled it into the water glass, then raised it to Aunt Xie, "Drink."