The rebellious daughter is spoiled by the disabled boss

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind her, and Jiang Yuechu felt her scalp tingling. She had never heard this voice before, but it sounded familiar.

When Jiang Yuechu turned around, she was no longer on the second floor of the room, but standing in a small courtyard.

"Black python? It comes with evil, a very vicious creature!"

Before Jiang Yuchu could react, the voice of the village chief came from the door, and he walked into the yard with a hunched body, not looking afraid at all.

After seeing the village chief's appearance, Jiang Yuechu was stunned.

How could it be, Village Chief?

The village chief stood in the yard, pinching his fingers quickly, using his hand as a plate and his knuckles as dividing lines to tell fortunes.

Among all the magic techniques, deducing fate is the most difficult. People have five fingers and three can be used. The broken parts are intersected and spliced ​​together to form the Nine-Prediction Fate Palace.

She had learned a bit of this technique before.

But how could the village chief know this magic?

"Dead things bring spring to life and attract evil spirits. It is strange that evil can overcome evil."

When the village chief saw the paper man in front of him fall on the black snake's head, he raised his hand and used a talisman with purple light to hit it.

A purple light flashed, and the black snake disappeared, and the paper man disappeared too.

But Jiang Yuechu felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest. It was so blocked and uncomfortable that he could neither breathe out nor swallow.

"Little brother, your luck is not good enough to take it on. I will help you."

The village chief raised his hand, and the red bead on his fingertips fell on her forehead, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared instantly.

"You, who are you?"

The village chief looked her up and down, with doubt in his eyes, "You are destined to be alone. The fewer relatives you have alive, the harder your fate will be. Judging from your face, you must be the only one left in your family. The only way you can survive is to plunder the fate of others."

Jiang Yuechu was furious when she heard this. "You are talking nonsense! My mom and grandma are alive and well, don't talk nonsense!"

"People look at things with their mortal eyes. Little brother, where do you think that thing came from? How do dead things come into being?"

"It's just a replacement of human yang energy. It's already dead. Your family has died long ago."

"I won't listen to your nonsense. Don't think I will listen to your nonsense just because you saved me."

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer the consequences. She will come back."

The village chief shook his head, sighed, turned around and left.

Jiang Yuechu watched the village chief leave before she realized that what she had just blurted out was not what she had thought.

How could this be?

Her body was also out of control, as if she was performing a series of actions driven by the plot.

Could it be that she was required to go through the entire incident?

Was it done by A Yan?

Jiang Yuchu simply followed the plot, and when it was daybreak, she acted as the character should do. I carried a basket full of cornmeal into the kitchen and cooked a big pot of porridge.

"Mom, grandma, it's time for breakfast!"

Jiang Yuechu served three bowls of porridge and placed them on the table. He also took out some pickled vegetables from the jar and chopped them up. Only then did his mother and grandmother arrive late.

"A-Ming got up so early today. He has really grown up."

Jiang Yuechu looked at her mother and grandmother's rosy faces and forgot what the village chief said to her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, her mother thought she was sick and raised her hand to her forehead, "You don't have a fever, why are you in a daze?"

The cold hand touched her skin, making her shiver.

The coolness rising from the soles of the feet gradually enveloped the whole body. There was no heart fire and no warmth. Only dead people had no heart fire.

Jiang Yuechu turned her head in a daze, looking into her mother's kind eyes. The surging power in her body surged into her eyes, allowing her to see clearly.

I watched my mother's hands and then her entire body gradually fall apart, leaving behind pale skin and blush made of powder. The hand that touched her became a paper hand wrapped in paper with a bamboo frame.

The same thing happened to my grandma.

"Mom, I'm not feeling well today. I want to go back to my room and take a nap. Just leave the food here when you're done. I'll clean it up when I wake up."

Jiang Yuechu stood up hurriedly and walked into the house with a swaying figure. As soon as she opened the door, the dust that came in made her cough several times.

There was a thick layer of dust on the tables, chairs and benches in the room, and the bedding on the bed had not been touched for a long time.

Jiang Yuechu couldn't imagine that the two people she spent every day with were just paper people.

This must be the work of the village chief! He tapped her forehead before leaving. It must be so.

"Amin, what are you looking at?"

Her mother suddenly stood behind her. When she turned around, she saw her mother twisting her body stiffly and walking towards her.

The limbs of the paper man are supported by bamboo frames, and every movement is as if someone is pulling it up with a string.

"mom……"

"Ah Ming, the crops in the field are ripe. Your grandmother and I are going to go to the field. If you really feel unwell, go to the clinic at the entrance of the village. Don't delay."

"it is good……"

Mom and grandma were so abnormal that Jiang Yuechu had to think too much. She ran back to her room like crazy.

"There must be a way. There must be a way to save them."

Tears were falling down my face, but the book did not mention anything about the abnormality between my mother and grandmother.

What kind of magic can turn a normal person into a paper man?

That old man!

Jiang Yuechu turned around and ran out of the house. Every time he went out, he asked everyone he met if they had seen the village chief with a distorted body. Everyone shook their head.

"Brother Amin, are you looking for someone?"

Following the voice, I saw that the person speaking was the village chief's little granddaughter, who was only five years old. She was squatting on the ground playing with dirt with a lollipop in her hand.

"Xiaoxiang, have you seen your grandfather?"

"There is a dilapidated temple at the end of the village. Grandpa often sleeps in it. Could the person Brother Ming is looking for be there?"

Jiang Yuechu suddenly had an idea and said, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"

"Xiaoxiang, thank you."

Jiang Yuechu turned and ran, completely unaware that Xiaoxiang behind him had turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

"Shangkan and Xiawei, what a tragedy."

Before entering the dilapidated temple, Jiang Yuechu heard the voice of the village chief from last night coming from inside, and rushed in hurriedly.

"What on earth did you do to me? Why did my mom and grandma become like that?"

The village chief looked up at the voice and said in a false voice, "People's fate is determined by themselves. Strong yin and weak yang are not something I can achieve."

"What do you mean?"

The village chief stood up slowly, and when he looked at Jiang Yuechu, it was as if he was looking through her at another person.

"This is the retribution for your skill of stealing lives. You tried to save a life but it triggered a curse from the sky. How do you think you survived?"

"The village is surrounded by tombs, and your house even has a ghost coffin. The law of nature goes round and round, and the four yin rises. Someone actually paid such a huge price to create this formation."

I was confused by what the village chief said.

"What do you mean by surrounded by graves? Don't scare me like that."

"Oh, you don't know why you are about to die."

"Eighteen years ago, a master set up a formation to protect you with the Yin fate, resentment, destiny, and evil thoughts of the entire village. The dead opened the Yin road, and the paper figures led the Yang life. It is called the Four Yin Formation."

Four Yin Formation?

Jiang Yuechu suddenly felt his scalp tingling. Using such a formation, the people in the formation were so vicious that they could not even recognize their closest relatives.

She now doubts her current identity. Which person in the link is she?