The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

"Bring the people in quickly."

Before the servant could respond, a clear voice was heard from outside.

"Master Liu is really lucky. With so many resentful ghosts, you are still alive today."

"How dare you not quickly bow to our master when you see him."

Wen Qingliu sneered and said, "My knees are to heaven, earth, and my parents. You, a dying man, still want me to kneel?"

The servant wanted to continue speaking but was stopped by Master Liu.

"Dare you ask the girl her name?"

"I will never change my name, I am Liu Qingqing."

As Wen Qingliu spoke, he dipped his fingertips in cinnabar paint, drew a talisman and pasted it on Master Liu's head.

In fact, he pulled the starving ghost off his back.

Mr. Liu felt a little puzzled that this woman was so bold as to put this thing on his head.

But the next second, he found that he no longer put food into his mouth.

Such a capable woman should be brought into his courtyard and used by him.

Mr. Liu unknowingly revealed a lustful expression.

Wen Qingliu felt nauseous.

"Master Liu, the price I'm offering is very high, but I don't know if you can afford it."

When Mr. Liu heard this, he thought it was a suspicion that he had no money.

He chuckled, looking extremely greasy.

"Don't worry, Miss Liu. I don't have anything else, but I have as much money as you want."

Before Wen Qingliu could speak, Master Liu rubbed his hands and continued.

"However, if you follow me, I guarantee you will have delicious food and drinks every day, and you will be free from the wind and sun."

Wen Qingliu's mouth twitched. He glanced at the man who was struggling violently in his hand and let go.

The man was stunned for a moment, then lay back on Master Liu's back.

"Eat, eat, eat more."

Mr. Liu suddenly felt a little cold, so he raised his hand, picked up the pig's trotter on the table and started to chew it.

The servant next to him looked anxious, but he also knew his master's character, so he immediately knelt down to Wen Qingliu.

Wen Qingliu looked at him and couldn't help but sneer.

"My wife is being tortured to death, and she is still being treated like a dog by others."

The servant was startled and straightened his half-bent knees.

There was a flash of panic in Mr. Liu's eyes, but he was too busy to care.

This woman is capable, she can make him stop with just a piece of talisman paper.

Although I don't know why it failed.

But she only needed to glance at Liu Er through the veil to know his wife's condition.

Mr. Liu had to believe it.

"You woman, please make our master stop."

Another servant spoke, and Wen Qingliu looked in the direction of the voice.

This guy, tsk tsk tsk.

Wen Qingliu said, "You have done a lot of evil, and you must pay it back eventually. One hundred taels, not a penny less."

Mr. Liu's eyes were wide open with anger. He wanted one hundred taels just for a talisman?

Forget it, let’s solve the current problem first. Whether this woman can leave when the time comes, haha, is another matter.

"Okay, one hundred taels is one hundred taels."

"Pay first, then do the work."

Mr. Liu was so angry that he looked at Liu Da.

"go."

Liu Da responded, and soon took out one hundred taels of silver and gave it to Wen Qingliu.

Wen Qingliu tore off the talisman paper, held it in his palm, and muttered to it in a low voice.

"One, two, three, four, five, fight the tiger on the mountain."

Then, she pasted the talisman paper on again and pulled the starving ghost over again.

"Go get another fifty taels, either in small change or copper coins, and scatter them on the street."

Mr. Liu stopped eating, his belly was round and hard.

"Miss Liu, are you thinking of my Liu Mansion as a charity?"

Wen Qingliu was not angry when he heard this, he just said: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, you have to spend money to avoid disaster, otherwise."

This was not a deliberate threat from Wen Qingliu, but the things that Mr. Liu had done were enough to send him to hell.

Now that he has met Wen Qingliu, let alone hell, it would be better for Mr. Liu to be sent to jail first.

Mr. Liu felt guilty, so he waved his hand and asked Liu Da to go and get the silver.

Wen Qingliu thought to himself that it was over, the price was too low.

If I had known this would happen, I would have let him spend a hundred taels.

Here, the starving ghost mumbled about his life experience. Knowing that Wen Qingliu was powerful, he also told the fortune of his wife.

Wen Qingliu calculated according to the eight characters.

Wow, this is going to be fun.

The man's name was Yuan Ren, and he had a wife named Mei Yan.

Twenty years ago, Dongyang County was hit by floods and all the houses were completely submerged.

Yuan Ren and his companions fled towards Nanlian County and met Master Liu on the way.

When Mr. Liu saw Mei Yansheng's beauty and her thin appearance due to hunger for many days, he felt even more pity for her.

Master Liu took someone else's wife home, but Yuan Ren was unwilling to do so and wanted to protect her.

The already scarce food was kicked over by Mr. Liu, and Mei Yan was still taken away.

Yuan Ren's life was even more difficult. He peeled tree bark and dug vegetable roots every day, but he still starved to death in the end.

After his death, his ghost lingered and after twenty years he finally found Mr. Liu.

Yuan Ren avenged his wife, but Mei Yan...

"Master Liu, I wonder if I have the honor to meet your lady."

Mr. Liu looked suspicious, and after a while, he ordered, "Liu Er, go and invite the lady."

Liu Er responded and went to the backyard.

Not long after, a pretentious voice was heard outside the door.

"Master, what do you want to call me for?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yuan Ren looked up with excitement.

Mei Yan was dressed in purple, looking very charming.

He is nearly forty years old but has few wrinkles on his face.

As soon as she entered the room, she twisted her slender waist and walked towards Mr. Liu. When she saw Wen Qingliu standing beside her, her expression changed slightly.

Soon, she returned to normal, sat next to Master Liu, and leaned against him like a boneless person.

Seeing the greasy look on Mr. Liu's lips, Mei Yan took out a white handkerchief.

She gently pressed the corner of Mr. Liu's mouth.

When Yuan Ren saw this, his face was full of disbelief.

Wen Qingliu showed reluctance and coughed lightly to attract the attention of the two.

"Mei Yan, should I call you Madam Liu or Madam Yuan?"

Mei Yan's face changed and she took Master Liu's arm.

"I am already married, so I should call you Madam Liu."

Wen Qingliu chuckled.

"Madam Liu, do you remember that there was a man who broke his fingers for you and starved to death?"

Mei Yan unconsciously moved closer to Master Liu. Wen Qingliu was not polite at all. He raised his hand and threw the soul-seeing talisman at Mei Yan.

Mei Yan was a little frightened and tried to tear the talisman off but to no avail.

She was furious and looked up at Wen Qingliu.

"You are so bold, this is..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw Wen Qingliu holding a man with a hunched back and a strangely twisted little finger on his right hand.

"Yuan...Yuan Ren."

Mei Yan's face turned pale, her legs went limp, and she slid off the edge of the bed.

"It's not me, it's not me. Yuan Ren, you are so incompetent. I can't live in a muddleheaded way."

Yuan Ren's already pale face looked even uglier.

"Mei Yan, have you ever felt sorry for me for a moment? I was bent over all night to protect you from a broken finger."

"I never thought that you would enjoy yourself here."

"It was I, Yuan Ren, who was blind to regard a greedy and unrighteous person like you as a treasure."

Yuan Ren looked dejected as he looked at Wen Qingliu.

"Master, please let me go. I, Yuan Ren, and Mei Yan will never see each other again in this life."

When Mei Yan heard this, her expression froze and she burst into tears instantly.

Wen Qingliu didn't quite understand. It was obvious that she was now the so-called Mrs. Liu voluntarily.

If that's the case, there's nothing to cry about.