Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

Jiang Cha turned to the camera and said to Lin Xizhi: "Wait a moment, I'm leaving to get something."

As she spoke, she stood up and went to get yellow paper, cinnabar, wolf-hair brush, etc.

Then he drew a talisman on live broadcast.

The tip of the pen lightly touches cinnabar, and the strokes are done in one go, with great vigor and vitality.

【Ahhh, the way Cha Dad draws talismans is so handsome that it touches my heart. 】

[What a cool pose for drawing talismans, I love it. 】

[What is this symbol? Can anyone explain it to me? ]

[I have been a fan of metaphysics for ten years, and I know many symbols, but to be honest, I don’t understand the host’s one. ]

[My uncle is also a fortune teller. He has been learning this for most of his life. I just asked him about it, but he doesn’t know how to do it either! ! ! !]

Jiang Cha didn't look at the comments. She picked up the drawn talisman paper with two fingers, muttered something, and then burned it towards Lin Xizhi's birth date.

The fog retreated a few meters, but there was thicker fog behind it.

Jiang Cha wanted to continue checking, but was hit back by a brute force, and the pressing and pushing force squeezed his chest.

"puff--"

Jiang Cha vomited blood on the spot.

Blood spurted directly onto the camera lens.

Millions of viewers in the live broadcast room saw a stream of blood spurting towards them at the same time.

Then the barrage went black.

The live broadcast room card is gone.

This made the audience watching the live broadcast very anxious.

While Jiang Cha was vomiting blood, the three men at home who were watching the live broadcast were also frightened.

"Bang!" The door of the guest room on the second floor was suddenly opened, and Xie Rongsheng showed a panicked face.

"Bang!" The study door was opened with great force, and the door panel began to shake. Xie Jiuyan pushed the wheelchair downstairs with a sullen face.

"Bang!" The butler tripped over a chair in the dining room when he was running from the kitchen. The butler hurriedly got up and ran over.

"Bang!" Xiao Hei fell from the chandelier in the living room and landed directly on the sofa. He was seeing stars but still ran towards Jiang Cha in panic.

The cats and dogs in the house also rushed in from the yard, and even the chubby birds flew in through the window, flapping their wings with difficulty.

Jiang Cha wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, she appeared very calm and composed.

Jiang Cha raised her head and met the anxious and worried faces of several men. She stared at them blankly and said, "Something happened."

When she said this, the blood at the corner of her mouth had not been completely wiped clean, giving her the look of a battle-damaged beauty.

The little snake wrapped itself directly around her wrist, listened to her pulse, and relaxed only after making sure she was okay. Then it swung its tail at the men who were worried but didn't know how to start a conversation.

"Hiss~"It's okay.

The three men looked better.

Three cats, two dogs and a few birds also braked suddenly and stopped not too far away.

Jiang Cha heard the noise and went over. On the windowsill, besides two birds that were too fat and flew too slowly, and fell on the windowsill and gasped for breath, there was also Eighteen's glans exposed.

Eighteen was big and heavy, so he crawled slowly. He tried to take a shortcut through the window, but he slipped several times.

Jiang Cha glanced at them, calmly took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and said, "Are you worried about me?"

Xie Rongsheng spoke first, "Who, who is worried about you? I'm just afraid that if you die, this place will become a haunted house, and it will bring bad reputation to our Xie family."

The housekeeper pretended to be calm and said, "I'm glad Miss Jiang is okay."

Xie Jiujian's eyes were still on her, as if he was still wondering whether she was really okay or just trying to show off.

Jiang Cha thought of something and decisively drew a new piece of talisman paper, then walked over and put his hand on Xie Jiuyan's chest.

A steady stream of spiritual energy is transmitted into the body from the palms of the hands that are in contact.

Tried ginger tea again.

She made the same movements as she did just now in the live broadcast room.

The three men looked at her and became nervous again.

Even the little black thing wrapped around her wrist tensed up nervously.

Flames burned from between his fingers, and the talisman paper burned to ashes.

Ginger tea and the fog were once again at odds with each other.

The white fog continued to retreat, but only about two meters further and then stopped.

Jiang Cha felt as if there was an invisible but very hard wall in front of her, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push it past.

Jiang Cha frowned. She felt that she was just a little bit away from seeing clearly what was in front of her.

She glanced at the place where her palm touched Xie Jiuyan. Was it because the contact was not enough?

Jiang Cha just thought about it for a moment, and then sat directly in Xie Jiulang's arms, "Master Jiu, hold me."

She had already sat down when she said this, and her tone was not at all negotiating.

Xie Jiujian was stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his arms stiffly and wrapped them around her waist.

When Ruanxiang was in his arms, Xie Jiuyan felt his mind go blank, and his breath was filled with her faint sweet fragrance.

He tried to straighten his back, his expression seemed to remain cold and unchanging, but in fact his body movements were very stiff.

The roots of his ears were red.

Jiang Cha was unaware of this, she just wanted to try and see if more physical contact and increased absorption of spiritual energy in a short period of time would allow her to see clearly what was behind the white mist.

As the range of physical contact between her and Xie Jiuyan increased, Jiang Cha was able to absorb more spiritual energy.

Just a little bit closer.

Jiang Cha hugged Xie Jiuyan again. In order to increase the contact area, she pressed her face against Xie Jiuyan's chest.

Although Xie Jiujian has been in a wheelchair for several years, his chest muscles are still very big.

Jiang Cha's face was slightly deformed by Xie Jiujian's strong chest muscles through the thin white shirt.

Jiang Cha was still trying hard to chant the spell.

Every time I feel like I’m just a little bit away from seeing it clearly.

But every time he was blocked by an invisible force.

Ginger Tea likes to face challenges head-on.

She put one arm around Xie Jiuyan's waist and simply sat astride his legs, hugging him tightly face to face, with half of her face buried in Xie Jiuyan's shoulder. With her other free hand, she tried to reach under his clothes and touched his chest.

She could feel Xie Jiujian's strong heartbeat.

Xie Jiujian's heart was beating so fast that he could hardly control it and he couldn't even calm himself down.

He didn't know where to put his hands.

Jiang Cha was very dissatisfied. She leaned close to his ear and said, "Master Jiu, put your hands on my waist."

Xie Jiujian swallowed his saliva in a cowardly manner, his head was so hot that it felt like smoking.

His ears turned red, his hands trembled, and he slowly put his arms around Jiang Cha's slender waist.

When the big hand fell on that slender waist, Xie Jiujian silently recited the Qingxin Sutra over and over again in his heart.

Xie Jiujian felt like he couldn't think anymore, his brain was as hot as a paste.