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Chapter 259: The Exorcist Incident [First Update]

There are three chefs in the manor, who are proficient in the cuisine of three different countries. The second ex-husband also hired a Chinese chef, who said that he had worked in the restaurant of the God of Cookery for more than a month and he was very proud of it.

After Jiang Ming knew about this, he met with him specially and gave him a thousand yuan increase in his monthly salary, which was indeed something to be proud of.

Jiang Ming already knew that the God of Cookery named Zhou was indeed the God of Cookery he knew. Jiang Ming also knew how picky he was and how strict he was with his chefs.

In this way, Jiang Ming and several confidantes finished a sumptuous lunch. This time, he released the corpse demon and the evil ghost sisters. It was too chaotic abroad, so he asked his children to protect the other women.

Of course, Jiang Ming did not hide their identities and introduced them to the girls one by one.

The female ghost Li Xiaoman was wearing a green cheongsam. She was slender and graceful with a curvy figure. She had undergone a perfect transformation. Her original talent was the ability to freely transform between reality and illusion. This was something that was difficult for evil spirits below the level of old ghosts to do.

Now she has one more talent, the talent of illusion, which is similar to the illusion field like ghost wall.

The female corpse demon Li Xiaomeng also transformed into a better figure. She took in a corpse demon heart, the owner of which was a beautiful woman. She absorbed the advantages of the other party. Women dress up to please themselves, and corpse demons are no exception. She wore jeans, a white short-sleeved shirt, and a ponytail, and her dress was quite modern.

It's just that her figure is so good that even when she wears this, she is still round and smooth, which makes Yang Qianer, Miss Bai, Skye, and even Anna secretly envious.

After dinner, Jiang Ming went to see her second ex-husband and asked him about his recent situation.

By the way, ask if anyone has collected any strange events for him.

What Jiang Ming didn't expect was that this question actually revealed some things.

Jiang Ming flew directly to Georgetown in Washington, D.C. This is a very old city. Jiang Ming was also surprised that he actually saw an event brought by a businessman who mentioned it inadvertently. He just told it as a story, but Jiang Ming believed that it might be a movie event.

Then he came.

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Georgetown!
Among the countless people in the world, many people live an ordinary life and do not ask for too much. However, accidents and disasters do not distinguish between good and bad people, and do not care whether you are rich or poor, noble or humble. What is coming will come.

In an ordinary apartment, single mother Chris and her daughter Regan live here. However, in recent times, Chris has been annoyed by her daughter's strange behavior. Regan's behavior is weird and different from that of ordinary people. Chris took her to seek medical advice, but to no avail. Even the psychiatrist was helpless.

Then, the businessman and his partner, an islander who was possessed by his second ex-husband, brought the story to London, where Jiang Ming heard it.

Five days ago!
This is a two-story building with warm decoration. Single mother Chris is reading a script in the room. She is busy at work and has not rested even after 10 o'clock.

She looked to be about thirty-three years old, with a pretty face, blonde hair and blue eyes. She was an actress. She was wearing a white pajamas and felt a little cold, so she wrapped herself in a thick pajamas.

At this moment, she seemed to hear some noise in the room, which had happened several times. She thought her daughter was not asleep yet, so she got up to check.

However, when she arrived at her daughter's room, it was normal.

However, her daughter's window seemed to be open, and child, it was already autumn weather.

The weather in the beautiful country is roughly the same as that in Hong Kong. It is already autumn at this time, the nights are cool and the wind is humid.

"This kid doesn't even close the window when he sleeps."

Chris complained quietly, then walked over and closed the window. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but the wind seemed particularly cold tonight. Could it be that the temperature had dropped again?

Chris wrapped her pajamas tightly around her body, walked over, covered her daughter with the quilt that had been kicked off, touched her forehead out of habit, and kissed her gently, "Good night, dear."

The night passed peacefully as if nothing happened.

Early the next morning.

Chris got up and greeted her two maids, a man and a woman, and said good morning to each other. It can be seen that Chris's living conditions are not bad. After all, Chris is an actress.

"Carl, there are mice in the attic, you better put out some mousetraps."

Chris looked at her male servant, a middle-aged man in his fifties, and said.

"Rat?"

The middle-aged man said with some surprise.

"I'm afraid so. I heard some noise, a rustling noise."

Chris spoke up.

"But the attic is clean. I check it every day."

Carl said in a somewhat strange tone.

"Maybe a clean rat broke in."

Chris joked.

"ok, I get it."

Carl replied.

Just like that, the day seemed to pass quickly. She went to the theater, finished her part for the day, and then decided to walk home to relax.

When I passed by the back door of the church, I unexpectedly heard this conclusion.

"Look, I feel every day like this is all a sham."

"I mean, the priest, the doctor, the lawyer. I talked to them."

“Everyone I know thinks that way.”

All that could be heard was the words of a young pastor who was mentally broken, and the voice of another pastor who was trying to persuade him was too low, not wanting others to hear it.

But Chris probably understood it. She was an atheist who believed in science. She always thought that so-called pastors and churches were nonsense.

He deceives himself, deceives others, and deceives back and forth. Sometimes, he thinks that pastors should all study psychology so that they can deceive more people.

Unexpectedly, I heard two pastors quarreling and arguing. Poor young pastor, he probably didn’t have a strong enough faith and was confused, so he didn’t hear the Lord’s response!
"Hello. Any good stuff about me?"

In a good mood, Chris went to the flower shop where some of her mail and other things were often placed.

"See for yourself."

The girl in the flower shop, wearing a red dress, young and beautiful, said casually while eating an apple.

There's an invitation to a dinner at the White House."

Chris took a look and said in surprise.

"Are you kidding me, big party?"

The girl in the florist shop said with a bit of disbelief.

"I think it should be for five or six guests. This Thursday." Chris looked at the invitation for a while and said.

After saying that, she left in a hurry. Her daughter should have finished school by then.

Sure enough, after she returned home, her daughter Regan also returned home. She is twelve years old this year. In two years, she will become a sad little girl. By then, she will definitely fall in love secretly, receive love letters, have her own secrets, and so on.

"Mother."

Regan was very happy to see her mother coming back. She jumped over and kissed her.

"Tell mom, what did you do today?"

Chris hugged her daughter and said.

"A lot of things, almost every day."

Regan said casually.

"What does that mean? There's always something different."

Chris can be very busy sometimes, but she tries to spend more time with her daughter.

"For example, after school, Sharon and I would play games in the backyard."

Regan said helplessly.

"Well, let's go to the river and have a picnic this afternoon."

Chris suggested.

"pretty good idea."

Regan showed a little interest.

"Mom, you should go and see it together. A man appears on a beautiful tall gray horse."

Finally, Regan was willing to take the initiative to talk about what she saw and heard on the way home.

"Really? What kind of horse. A mare or, a gelding."

Chris naturally asked about the topic of children.

"I think it's a gelding. It's all grey and really beautiful. The owner even let me ride it."

Regan smiled.

This beautiful little girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, red lips, white teeth, a face full of collagen, and fair skin must have inherited her mother's beautiful genes.

"Are you kidding me?"

Chris said in surprise.

"She rode for half an hour."

The maid next to her spoke.

"That's awesome, I love that feeling, Mom, can we have horses?"

Regan looked at her mother and asked.

"There's really nothing we can do about it, sweetheart."

Chris shook his head.

"Why, mother."

Regan said with some confusion.

Then, the mother and daughter had a lot of fun playing and fighting over this issue, until Regan snatched a private letter from her mother, which seemed to be a love letter.

"Ah, Regan, give it back to me, you can't look at it."

"Why can't I watch it? I want to watch it."

"You're still running. I'm going to catch you and tickle you."

"Hahaha, Mom, let me take a look."

"—"

The mother and daughter were chasing and running away, and finally started tickling each other. What a heartwarming scene.

It was this little girl, who could have known that a demon would target her.

It was on the third day that her mother discovered that something was wrong with the child, because she said that when she went to bed at night, her bed would move by itself, and she had to run to her mother's room to sleep.

On the fourth day, the child had to go to the hospital for examination.

The first thing was an electrocardiogram. When the little girl was lying there, there was darkness in her mind. There was a face in it, a face as pale as a corpse, skin and bones, with big blood-red eyes, and a cracked mouth with blood-red teeth like a monster.

But strangely, she could not do anything and could not say anything about the monster. Her mother said she was sick, and she thought it might be true, so she went to the hospital for a check-up.

After a while, the doctor discovered something was wrong. The child's heart rate was too fast.

Next, we checked the sensitivity of her skin to external stimuli. As a result, we asked her to turn her head and hit her arm with a small hammer, but she didn't react at all.

"Regan, do you feel anything?"

the doctor asked.

The little girl turned around and said seriously, "I don't feel anything at all."

The doctor frowned and decided on the next test.

"Suck this in your mouth while we check your temperature."

The doctor spoke.

Regan held the thermometer obediently. She was already a grown girl, and girls from foreign countries tend to mature precociously.

　Happy National Day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)