The fortune teller's daughter has married, and all the wealthy families in the city are spoilin

"What nonsense are you spouting? What have we done? What bad deeds have we committed?"

Bai Qiuya suddenly raised her voice.

It startled the other people.

Song Chengming followed the gaze and looked back at his own house.

There's nothing there.

I feel relieved.

With a gentle smile, he said, "Dad understands. Qingge still misses home. From now on, I'll listen to you and do good deeds every day."

In reality, it was forgotten as soon as it was turned around.

For him, these were just empty words.

Looking at the increasingly clear deathly aura between his brows, Song Qingge knew that the three of them hadn't listened to her.

It doesn't matter.

She had long suspected they wouldn't listen to her.

That's why we need to remind you.

When they regret it in the future and remember that she warned them early on, but they didn't listen, that kind of regret will stay with them for life.

Suffering for a lifetime.

It is the torment in one's heart that can truly destroy a person.

She turned and got into the extended Bentley, not giving the Song family of three another glance.

As soon as he got in the car, Jiang Zhou immediately instructed the driver to drive to the outskirts of the city.

Nine extended Bentleys followed behind.

Song Qingge looked back, her lips twitching: "Uh... it's just to pick up my grandmother's and mother's remains. Actually, you don't need to come along. Just lend me the car and I can go by myself."

Ten extended Bentleys went to collect the remains.

Isn't this a bit too formal?

I bet Grandma and Mom would be shocked if they were watching from heaven.

Jiang Zhou had just seen the group message when everyone enthusiastically suggested that they go together to pick up the person.

He hung up the phone: "Don't worry, they did it voluntarily."

To collect the remains?

Voluntary?

Why doesn't she believe it?

It takes nearly four hours to travel back and forth. Who would be so bored as to go and collect the remains of a stranger with no relatives or friends?

Jiang Zhou noticed the girl's incredulous expression out of the corner of his eye and started calling for help in the group chat:

[Qingge said, "You've gone to so much trouble. I'll stay with you. You should go back now."]

Three seconds after the message was sent, he heard Song Qingge's phone ringing incessantly.

Thin lips turned up.

He knows his family members best; besides being wealthy, they also have inexhaustible enthusiasm.

Song Qingge was startled by the constantly refreshing chat list.

Click through them one by one:

[Grandma Jiang: Our family isn't afraid of trouble]

[Jinhua: Qingge, please don't think like that. We're family. Your grandmother and mother are our relatives. It's only right that we go together to pick up the guests.]

[Jiang Yang: Sister-in-law, Grandma and Auntie will be so happy to see you with such a big family protecting you, let's go together!!]

[Jiang Yaozhen: You'll be sad if you go alone, we'll be with you.]

[Jiang Yueming: You almost got sent away when you went back to the Song family. If we weren't here, you might not even be able to go home tonight. You'd better come with us. Tsk, troublesome.]

……

Song Qingge looked up at the window.

He kept his eyes wide open, not daring to blink.

The constant stream of new message notifications brought tears to her eyes.

The jade bracelet with the spiritual vein kept shaking.

The spiritual energy surged rapidly.

Reaching the critical point, the body felt like a bottle with a blocked opening, and in an instant, the stopper was ejected by a surge of spiritual energy.

Bang!

Breaking through the critical point.

She could clearly feel the power within her body like an ice spring melting in spring.

It felt warmer than I had in the past.

As it flows through your whole body, it feels warm and enveloping.

She has broken through to the next level!

A tear rolled down her cheek, and she raised her hand to wipe it away.

Looking at the glistening teardrops on my fingertips, I was overwhelmed with emotion.

She didn't shed a tear when her grandmother passed away.

It's not that I'm not sad, it's that I'm too sad to even cry.

Perhaps it was because I cried too many tears when I was a child, and now I've cried them all out.

A child who loses the right to cry will not receive candy.

But today.

Even the child who didn't cry received candy.

She opened her eyes wide, dried her tears, and then turned to the man sincerely, saying, "Thank you."

He must have orchestrated this huge commotion today.

He just messaged his family, and that's when they sent messages to comfort her.

Jiang Zhou didn't say anything, but smiled and said, "You're welcome."

The two stared at each other for a long time.

All sounds around me ceased.

The world outside of the other person instantly became blurred.

A beam of light shone on the man's angular face.

His face was clearly as cold as ice, yet at this moment it did not evoke any fear or sense of distance.

It actually feels a bit more welcoming.

Song Qingge smiled faintly.

That smile was like spring flowers in bloom.

Like the heat of summer.

Like the gentleness of autumn.

Like winter, when they first met, it was cold and lonely.

He turned his head away.

Take a deep breath.

Slowly exhale.

He barely managed to maintain normal breathing.

The powerful thumping of my heart was constantly filling my ears.

Clear and easy to hear.

Each time, it touched my heart.

Suddenly her mind went blank, and after blinking, Song Qingge found herself in a familiar place.

"This is……"

In the distance, through the hazy white mist, the familiar figure of an old man appeared.

This time, there was another shadowy figure of an old lady beside the mother-in-law.

It looks somewhat familiar.

But it was too far away and too hazy; there was a transparent wall in front of her, and she couldn't get close.

She reached out to touch the wall, trying to get a clear look at her mother-in-law and the old lady next to her, when suddenly the wall pushed forward.

When the wall stopped moving, the old woman in the white mist spoke.

Congratulations, kid! We look forward to your next breakthrough.

Song Qingge took steady, light steps forward until she stopped at the wall, unable to go any further.

She saw things more clearly.

The newly appeared ghostly figure was none other than her grandmother!

She suddenly opened her eyes wide.

When I tried to investigate further, I found myself back inside the train carriage.

What happened?

Why was the maternal grandmother with that mother-in-law?

Does this mean that my grandmother no longer needs to reincarnate?

Will she still have a chance to see her grandmother in the future?

what about mom?

Countless thoughts raced through her mind, leaving her in a complete mess.

His brows furrowed, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

This at least shows that my grandmother is doing well.

She can finally rest easy.

Suddenly, a thought popped into my head.

It is a location.

She squinted and imagined what that place looked like.

An abandoned factory not far from a village 15 kilometers away from Jiangcheng.

The village was the one where she and her grandmother lived for fifteen years.

The factory was dilapidated, but three treasures were buried in the very center of the land behind it.

Her scent lingers on it.

Only she could dig it out.

That was a reward bestowed upon her by Heaven for breaking through to the next realm.

The place where the treasure was buried became her "dojo," which can be called "regional binding."

In name, the land now belongs to her.

To my utter surprise, the reward for breaking through was a piece of gold!

In that area, she could use her spiritual power more efficiently; to make the same talisman, she only needed to use half the spiritual power she would use elsewhere.

Similarly, within that area, other people's energy cannot harm her.

However, that area is very small.

If the specified area is exceeded, all energy will return to normal.

In addition, Song Qingge also thought of a way to use the "region binding" function.

Doing good deeds within one's own area might double one's merit?

She thought of the factory issue that Sang Shu had mentioned two days before the New Year. Now, the site for the stationery factory had been found.

After settling her grandmother's and mother's remains today, she'll go to the abandoned factory tomorrow to see what the three treasures are.

According to Song Chengming, after driving 100 kilometers, they successfully connected with the Song family's bodyguards and retrieved the remains of his grandmother and mother.

It turned out that the corpses were of the Yin nature, and the desolate place that Song Chengming had found was a gathering place for many small and large ghosts who had died violently. They deliberately covered up the aura of the corpses, wanting to devour them all.

The ghost children absorbed the yin energy from the corpses to strengthen themselves, which is why she couldn't sense her grandmother and mother's whereabouts for a while.

Fortunately, on the way here, Jiang Zhou had made contact with the official connections managing the Jiangcheng Cemetery and bought two adjacent empty cemetery plots.

After receiving my grandmother and mother, they were buried directly in Jiangcheng Cemetery.

They held a simple burial ceremony at the new home of the maternal grandmother and mother, where all members of the Jiang family paid their respects.

They had prepared all the necessary items for the burial and memorial services, so Song Qingge didn't need to lift a finger.

Watching the Jiang family members line up one by one, chatting in front of their grandmother's and mother's tombstones, reassuring them, Song Qingge felt a pang of sadness.

She seems to cry a lot lately.

She turned halfway around and let the wind dry her tears.

Looking at the photos of her grandmother and mother, she smiled, her eyes crinkling.

This scene came into Jiang Zhou's view.

In those cold, eagle-like eyes, brilliant fireworks bloomed.

After the burial ceremony, it was almost midnight when they returned to the Jiang family home. It was too late, so the second uncle, Jiang Minyan, didn't rush back to the factory and stayed at home instead.

The eldest aunt and uncle also returned to the Jiang family's old house.

The family sat around in the living room, and Song Qingge quietly observed her second uncle.

She noticed the heavy yin energy emanating from her second uncle the moment they met, which reminded her of the words spoken by Duan Shengyong, the only son of Duan's Pharmaceutical Company, at the Xu family's family reunion banquet.

My second uncle's factory definitely has problems.

Lin Jinhua suggested, "Minyan, why don't you let Qingge take a look at it for you? There's no such thing as a strange thing."

The factory suffered various natural disasters for two consecutive months.

In the past, she wouldn't have felt it was divine retribution, but since learning about Qingge's abilities and gaining some knowledge of metaphysics, she no longer dared to underestimate her.

"My second uncle is indeed tainted with yin energy and has a strong sense of resentment, but he is not human."

The Jiang family couldn't help but worry.

Grandma Jiang asked in confusion, "If it's not human, then what is it?"

Recently, because of Qingge, she has also learned some metaphysical knowledge.

Yin energy is not a good thing; those who are afflicted by it have mostly done something wrong.

Her tone was stern: "Minyan, have you done anything illegal? Confess honestly."

If her descendants do anything shameful, she will be the first to turn against them.

Her descendants can do whatever they want, as long as they don't break the law and are morally upright. She doesn't force them to get married, as long as they are happy.

Jiang Minyan quickly waved his hand: "I would never do anything illegal, it's just... sigh."

He's been busy dealing with factory matters for the past month, and he's been overwhelmed with stress.

Perhaps it was just bad luck; even God couldn't bear to see him suffer and wanted to take over his factory.

But now that the Jiang family has finally started to recover, what if he can't hold on and ruins the factory? How will he explain that to his third nephew?

As his second uncle, there wasn't much he could do to help; he could only try his best to protect the factory.

"I can hold on a little longer; things will probably get better in a while."

He held his mother's aged hand to comfort her.

The rest of the Jiang family remained silent.

Aside from my second uncle, they don't know much about business and can't offer much help.

But when their family members need them, they will always give their full support and stay by each other's side.

The atmosphere in the living room was somber.

Jiang Yang snapped his fingers, raising his voice at the end: "Oh, it's no big deal~ Your sister-in-law is here, she'll definitely have a way to solve it."

Right, sister-in-law?!