The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing Gods and Playing Ghosts No.40 Two Days Young Master Jiang Had a Nightmare

There was such a big case in Liangshuijing Town, Yuanling County, Western Hunan. In addition, Yu Minghao, a popular trafficker, and three other public figures in the entertainment industry were involved in it inexplicably.

Netizens took out that live broadcast and watched it over and over again with relish, trying to find some clues from it.

——Some want to confirm the theory of ghosts and feng shui, while others want to find out whether this is an opportunity for the program group to hype.

Regarding what the old mayor said in the live broadcast, the program team, Yu Minghao, and Xie He all stood up and clarified, indicating that the situation at the time was that the old mayor was insane, and the four of them were insane. In order to stabilize the mood of the old mayor and prevent the other party from making more aggressive actions, they cooperated with the performance.

[Then I must say... how good is the acting? 】

[Those scriptures that you are chanting are also false?I even looked it up online! 】

[Recite ghosts and gods silently for nothing, whether it is true or not]

[upstairs +1]

[I think this is a bit strange. Could it be that the reactions of other people in the live broadcast are all due to the show?The acting is so good, why didn't Yu Minghao go to win an award? 】

[Ignore the sunspots upstairs, all fish fans recognize the official news]

【…】

The uproar on the Internet has nothing to do with Jiang Yiming.

He was lying at home sleeping on his back, until Jiang's mother went upstairs to pick him up, and he reluctantly opened his sleepy eyes.

"Mingming, get up and eat something first. You have slept all night and added half a day, and your stomach can't take it anymore." Jiang's mother sat by Jiang Yiming's bed, as if coaxing a child, gently patted Rubbing the young man's back, his voice was as soft as hitting a sponge.

Jiang's mother rubbed her youngest son's messy little curly hair, and looked at him with crooked smiles: "Hey, go wash your mouth, your grandfather is here too, waiting for you downstairs."

Jiang Yiming yawned under Jiang's mother's pat, and said "oh" cutely and coquettishly, sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes twice, barely waking up, and ran into the bathroom barefoot.

Mama Jiang looked at her youngest son tenderly, until the eldest son Jiang Xunchuan coughed from the door of the bedroom, Mama Jiang looked away and looked over: "Don't cough and spread germs here at Ming Ming."

"...You are treating the young over the old, Ms. Xia Wanwan, this problem is very serious." Jiang Xunchuan walked in with a serious face on purpose, and was punched by his mother before sitting on it with a playful smile. Jiang Yiming's bed.

"Are you Mingming cute, obedient, cute and sensible?" Mama Jiang questioned her soul.

Jiang Xunchuan covered his heart, expressing that he was really hurt.

He glanced at the closed bathroom door, and there was the sound of splashing water coming from inside. He suppressed the smile on his face, and asked softly, "Does Mingming still have nightmares when he comes back this time?"

Mother Jiang lowered her eyes when she heard the words, and sighed softly: "Otherwise, why do you think I woke him up?"

"Sleep for too long, haven't eaten?" Jiang Xunchuan immediately shrank his neck, avoiding Jiang's mother's gentle slap, he smiled and hugged his mother, "What kind of nightmare is this time?"

"It's still those things anyway. Every time I meet and deal with these things, it will always recur." Jiang's mother frowned faintly, "But he doesn't remember at all when he wakes up. It doesn't seem appropriate to arrange a psychiatrist..."

"Mingming is very resistant to this bad idea, don't you." Jiang Xunchuan interrupted Jiang's mother, frowning in disapproval.

"I know that." Mother Jiang sighed.

Jiang Yiming's nightmare has a long history. The first time Jiang's family found out was after Jiang Yiming solved the matter of killing Zhong Sheng's father Zhong Yi.

Someone used Zhong Yi's five elements and eight characters to make Gu, and in just two months, the man who was once the uncrowned king of underground casinos and had been boxing for ten years lost weight to less than ninety catties.

Jiang Yiming was studying and lodging at that time, and he didn't come back until the summer vacation. As soon as he came back, he noticed that the aura around the house was not right. , withdraw the life-threatening Gu.

At that time, Jiang Yiming was only in his teens. No one thought that a child who was just a child could save lives, let alone that Zhong Yi's strange illness was caused by such things.

Jiang Yiming explained that he read idle books during his studies, and he probably has the talent in this area, so he knows everything.

After this matter was resolved, Jiang Yiming had a nightmare lying on the bed at night, which attracted Jiang's father, mother, and elder brother.

At first Jiang’s mother thought that her youngest son had attracted dirty things because he had undid the other person’s lowering head, but after listening, she found that this was not the case. The youngest son frowned, trapped in a nightmare, and his mouth blurred. Vaguely chanting "unstoppable", chanting "fate in fate" and other mysterious and mysterious things.

At that time, Young Master Jiang, who still had a little baby fat on his face, was nestled in a soft quilt, looking small and pitiful, with his slightly curled curly hair sticking to Young Master Jiang's cheeks with sweat.

Jiang Xunchuan, the eldest brother, felt aggrieved and useless when he saw it. He wanted to run to Zhong's house next door and ask Zhong Yi who he had offended. He wanted to find the source and get his little brother back.

Fortunately, Jiang's mother finally woke up Jiang Yiming who was having a nightmare in time, and temporarily dispelled Jiang Xunchuan's thoughts.

As soon as Jiang Yiming opened his eyes, he saw three people surrounding his bed. He was so frightened that he almost picked up the yellow talisman and put one on each of the three people's foreheads.

In short, Young Master Jiang didn't remember at all that he had a nightmare, and heard that his elder brother was going to find someone to mess with him, and laughed at him for making a fuss.

So Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, and Brother Jiang had no choice but to leave without gaining anything.

No one knew that after they left, Young Master Jiang curled up with his knees in his arms, and sat quietly on the bed all night.

Later, this situation happened almost every time after Jiang Yiming had to come forward to solve the "thing".

After this happened two or three times, whenever Jiang's father heard that someone wanted to ask for help, he would immediately throw him out, regardless of whether the other party held grudges in his heart, anyway, it would not do to cause his precious little son to have nightmares.

——Even if those people hold grudges in their hearts, they have to weigh carefully and remember that a Jiang family may be able to barely deal with the stumbling block, but it is not easy to deal with the Xia family who is not a commander and a political mess, let alone a gangster Zhong's family.

Jiang Yiming himself is not willing to tell people's fortunes and divinations, and he is even more happy to see the results. However, troubles will always be found on their own initiative, and not everything can be avoided.

Young Master Jiang's nightmare never stopped, but he never mentioned it to anyone, in fact, he remembered it clearly.

……

Jiang Xunchuan was troubled by his younger brother's nightmare habit, and it was not a problem to have similar nightmares day after day.

——It’s okay if you don’t remember it now, but what if you do it more times and have a deep impression in the future?No matter how strong the psychological quality is, it has to be crushed. This is not a problem.

Sitting on the young master's bed, Jiang Xunchuan and Jiang's mother were worried for more than ten minutes without knowing it-without any results.

Jiang Yiming took a shower and came out wiping his hair. Seeing his mother and elder brother sitting on the bed silently, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "You don't need to wait for me here, I know where the restaurant is..."

In the middle of his speech, he stopped suddenly, his eyes suddenly became sharp and sharp, and he looked at Jiang Xunchuan's suit pants, and his voice sank: "Jiang Xunchuan, you are wearing a suit that you wear to walk around outside. Pants sitting on my bed?"

Jiang Xunchuan tensed his back and stood up: "I'm going down first!"

Jiang's mother couldn't help laughing, and touched her frizzy young son: "Mom, help you to teach him a lesson and punish him to wash Ming Ming's sheets!"

After speaking, she also slipped downstairs.

Jiang Yiming lowered his head helplessly, amused, and patted the bed sheet.

It's not that he didn't hear the conversation between his elder brother and his mother, but the nightmare was beyond his control, and because of some private secrets that he couldn't disclose, he couldn't find those psychologists who might be a little capable. Doctor, then he doesn't need to look for it, he can only drag it.

Maybe one day God thinks that he has done a good job and won't let him be tortured like this again?He thought wildly, took off his bathrobe, changed into home clothes and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Mr. Xia was playing chess with Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang's chess style is treacherous and cunning, just like he merged so many companies in the mall, eating Mr. Xia's chess pieces one by one.

Mr. Xia's chess style was rampant, and he slammed his head into the net laid by Mr. Jiang. In the end, he was so angry that he poked the chessboard and yelled that he wanted to restart the game.

"After playing a game, start another game. If there is no winner, what kind of new game will be opened!" Mr. Jiang said unwillingly.

"Impossible!" Mr. Xia was playing tricks.

When Jiang Yiming came down, it was so lively underneath.

He paused, and subconsciously wanted to run upstairs, but it was a pity that Mr. Xia had already seen him, and he immediately greeted him: "Mingming is down? How are you resting? You can see that you are all right by looking at your energy." Come on, just in time, come and help me kill this old man!"

"Hmph!" Mr. Jiang snorted again, but apparently also looked at Jiang Yiming with great interest, "I want to see if Mingming can save your bad game this time!"

Jiang Yiming looked at his father, Jiang's father was slowly brewing Kung Fu tea, and carefully served the most fragrant round of tea to Jiang's mother, without giving Jiang Yiming a helping look.

Jiang Yiming had no choice but to walk over and glance at the chessboard. Good guy, his grandfather really expects him to make a beautiful Jedi counterattack?

"...If I were your pawn, I would choose to explode on the spot." Jiang Yiming said.

Mr. Xia didn't react, he blinked his small eyes in confusion and looked at his good grandson.

Small eyes, shining with a big thirst for knowledge.

Jiang Yiming added an explanation: "It is more effective to kill one thousand and eight hundred for the enemy."

Mr. Jiang patted the table and laughed.

In the end, Jiang Yiming still took over Mr. Xia's stinking game, and slowly turned around with Mr. Jiang. You make a trick and I change it. You throw a trick...I throw four, five, six, seven or eight tricks.

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes, picked up a sunspot with his neatly trimmed white fingers, and landed it squarely on the chessboard: "General."

Grandpa Xia immediately clapped his hands, as if he had won: "Mingming, let's go, let's go out and pick up a new car! Grandpa rewarded it!"

Jiang Yiming had no choice but to laugh, and followed Mr. Xia out of the door.

As soon as he went out, before he walked out of the small garden of the villa, he saw a beautiful silver-gray sports car slowly stopping in front of his eyes.

Zhong Sheng got out of the car, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Jiang Yiming choked, walked over and asked, "For me?"

send flowers?seriously?When they were married, he never saw this person send him flowers.

Zhong Sheng just smiled and didn't answer.

When Jiang Yiming got closer, he could see clearly what was in the bouquet—a bear doll, holding individually wrapped cookies in its two closed front paws.

Jiang Yiming was overjoyed, this must be for him.

Zhong Sheng smiled and said: "When I passed by the flower shop just now, I happened to see the proprietress launched a new pattern. I saw that you like it, so I asked for a bouquet to bring."

Jiang Yiming nodded when he heard the words, and raised a bright smile: "Thank you, I will definitely give you a nice haircut later."

"..." Zhong Sheng's smile almost collapsed, he thought that Young Master Jiang had forgotten about this matter.

He stroked his hair silently, feeling a little cold.

The old man Xia who was next to him still felt his teeth were sore, but when he heard his grandson's words, he immediately became brighter.When passing by Zhong Sheng, he patted the young man on the shoulder with a smile, "Not bad."

He is willing to offer his head to coax his good grandson, which shows his sincerity.