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

Song Qingge responded and took out the spirit-gathering stone she had dug up that afternoon from her spatial storage.

"Here, take this. It's more useful to you than for me."

She already has a spirit vein jade bracelet that can gather spiritual energy, so there's no need for her to wear another one.

Moreover, the Moon Spirit Jade is a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in human form, so its cultivation and spiritual gathering are not as easy as those of humans.

Yue Lingyu's eyes sparkled as she rushed over and hugged Song Qingge.

"You are such a good daughter to your father! I love you, I love you, I love you...!"

Song Qingge was exasperated: She was starting to regret acknowledging this father of hers, what should she do?!

Waiting online, very anxious.

The two studied the Spirit Gathering Stone and the Ghost Market until one o'clock before Yue Lingyu had to return to the dilapidated temple.

For the next two days, Song Qingge went out for a stroll, hoping to familiarize herself with the skill of observing the city's dragon veins as soon as possible.

On the third day, after lunch, just as she was about to go out, Uncle Li stopped her: "Young Madam, there is a woman in her thirties who wants to see you. She says she has an urgent matter and needs Master Song's help."

Since the purchase of talismans became by appointment, a steady stream of people have come to her to have their feng shui and fortune told. As word of the Xu family in Mu City spread, even more people came to her.

Among them are some who come to make an appointment out of mere curiosity, but do not actually want to see the doctor, thus wasting an appointment slot.

Uncle Li has already developed the ability to distinguish between real and fake customers, so for him to turn to reporting must mean something significant.

Song Qingge followed Uncle Li and met the woman who was asking to see her outside the door.

Upon seeing her, the woman was clearly surprised for a moment.

A flicker of suspicion crossed his eyes.

"I never imagined that the legendary Master Song was really so young."

Previously, Master Song's name had suddenly spread throughout the city. At that time, she heard that he was a young woman in her twenties, so she did not intend to visit him.

She has now sought out all the sorcerers in Jiangcheng, but none of them dare to take her case. Having no other choice, she has to go to their homes.

"Master Song, my surname is Gong, and I am thirty-eight years old. Here's the thing: about half a month ago, my family started losing things, and they were all valuable items like jewelry. We called the police, but they couldn't find any thief. The things just disappeared into thin air."

A week ago, my family members suddenly fell ill one after another. We went to the hospital for examinations but they couldn't find anything wrong. We even asked a fortune teller to come and take a look, but it still didn't help.

last night……"

Ms. Gong paused, her lips turning pale.

Fear was evident in his eyes.

He swallowed hard before continuing shakily, "Last night my daughter got up in the middle of the night and saw a woman with long black hair combing her hair in the mirror."

She kept combing my hair, stroke by stroke… It scared our whole family so much that we didn’t dare sleep last night. We were at our wits’ end; you were our last hope.

They wouldn't have sought out such a young master if they had no other choice.

Let's try anything, even if it seems hopeless!

Seeing the woman's determined and reckless demeanor, Song Qingge knew that the other woman did not trust her.

But it's not a big problem; they'll believe it soon enough.

She observed the woman quietly for two seconds, then asked, "Your daughter just turned 18 two months ago?"

Ms. Gong's pupils dilated in shock: "How did you figure that out?!"

Song Qingge smiled slightly and said, "Let's go to your house."

After a journey of about forty minutes, they arrived at a villa at the far end of a high-end residential area.

Standing at the door, Song Qingge looked towards one of the bedrooms on the second floor, with an open window and light blue curtains fluttering out.

"Is that your daughter's bedroom?"

Ms. Gong looked over and said, "That's right." She looked at her curiously.

The young monk kept asking her daughter what she was doing. It was strange.

Forget it, I'll just consider it as paying to hire a con artist.

Rumors are indeed unreliable!

He remained polite, saying, "Master Song, please come in."

Hearing the door open, the man and girl inside ran out.

"Wife!"

"Mommy!"

Upon seeing the unfamiliar face, the man nodded in acknowledgment: "You must be Master Song? Please come in."

Song Qingge didn't move an inch, her almond-shaped eyes calmly fixed on the back of the eighteen-year-old long-haired girl.

The girl had a round face, bangs that reached her eyebrows, and rosy cheeks that made her look cute and innocent.

Ms. Gong seemed displeased, her tone hardening as she asked, "Master Song, is there something wrong with my daughter?"

Song Qingge's cold gaze remained indifferent: "Half a month ago, didn't someone give you a small brown teddy bear plush toy? And put it in your bedroom?"

The family of three was completely dumbfounded.

They have a very good relationship as a family, and they get along like friends, talking about everything.

That night, their daughter happily brought home a brown bear plush toy, and they talked all night long.

They talked about the boy who gave them the doll, about their daughter's first love... She had a deep impression of brown bears.

Today is Master Song's first visit, and they are even meeting for the first time. Master Song knows exactly when his daughter got the doll, what the doll looks like, and where it is!

None of the previous masters had mentioned this.

Could the rumors be true?

Master Song is truly skilled!

She couldn't hide her excitement, but she forced herself to suppress it.

With scammers so prevalent these days, she was wary of being fooled herself, so she cautiously asked, "Master Song, is there something wrong with that doll?"

Song Qingge knew they didn't believe her, but she didn't explain herself. Instead, she directly explained the reason why their house was "haunted".

"There's a little ghost inside the doll. All these strange things happening in your house lately are because of it. If I'm not mistaken, it was the boy who gave you the brown bear."

Unlike Xie Yun, who previously possessed an old hairpin and moved into the Tang family, she didn't need the Tang family to support her. This time, however, she was "raising a ghost," which required support to survive, and the backlash would be even more severe.

Offerings can be blood or promises.

The backlash from raising a ghost child will not initially affect the owner directly, but rather those close to the owner, such as relatives, lovers, and friends.

That's why her family members lost things and got sick in the previous two weeks, but it was only last night that her daughter's turn came.

When he gave you the brown bear, did he ask you to promise to protect it forever and never abandon it?

The girl's round cheeks flushed a little more, and she opened her eyes wide as she replied to Song Qingge, "Hmm~ He said 'Baby' is our token of love, representing our eternal promise, and that I should protect it well. I specially prepared a small pillow for 'Baby,' and it sleeps next to me at night."

Song Qingge narrowed her eyes: "Did you name the brown bear 'Baby'?"

"Um."

A little devil with a name will only become more ferocious.

She took out three talismans: "Each of you carry one with you. Also, please hand over the brown bear to me."

The words I just said have made it clear to Ms. Gong and her husband.

It turns out that it was the daughter's first love who deliberately framed her!

How could someone use her daughter's sincerity to take her life? How could there be such a vicious person in the world?

The girl frowned and said, "Sister Song, do you really have to take the treasure? He told me I can't abandon the teddy bear, I'm afraid he won't like me anymore." She lowered her head, her eyes reddening.

Ms. Gong couldn't bear to blame her, and she and her husband hugged their daughter.

She gently comforted him, "He gave you something like this from the start; he didn't have good intentions. He doesn't deserve your affection. Our darling deserves the best boy to love her! Listen to Master Song, give the teddy bear to him."

The father's broad, warm hand gently stroked his daughter's soft hair: "Don't worry, Mom and Dad will always be your support. No matter when, as long as you turn around, we'll be right behind you. It's okay if you suffer a loss, it's okay if you like the wrong person, we'll always be there for you, always supporting you."

The girl hugged her parents and burst into tears.

Song Qingge stood to the side, quietly watching the heartwarming scene of the family of three supporting each other, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Look, there are such happy families in the world.

For her, simply observing from afar was enough to enrich her inner world.

Fortunately, she has a loving grandmother and mother, so she is not an unwanted child.

The cake from when I was five years old, I just threw it away.

……

After obtaining the brown bear doll, Song Qingge flew to a "locator". Unlike navigation, the "locator" is specifically for locating evil spirits and monsters.

The caster can pinpoint the location of the imp afflicted by the talisman and pull it back to their side at any time. Furthermore, the imp afflicted by the talisman cannot use its skills, preventing it from escaping or harming people.

If the "ghost vessel" attached to a little ghost is forcibly destroyed without the little ghost's permission, it will cause a backlash. This is why she only uses the locator charm on little ghosts.

Next, we need to address the demands of this "little devil".

The moment the talisman merged with the brown bear, the bear's black eyes rolled.

"Ah! Little bear, it moved!"

The girl was so frightened that she hid behind her parents.

Ms. Gong and her husband were so frightened that they froze.

The brown bear moved its furry paws, and a childish voice echoed in the air: "How dare you break my promise to my master! I'll make you pay!"

Suddenly, everything went black before Song Qingge's eyes.

A beam of light shone down from above.

A group of people, their faces unseen and hidden in the darkness, formed an encirclement and were closing in on her.

The air was filled with a mix of male and female insults and mockery.

"You sickly fellow, we're afraid of catching a contagious disease if we get close to you."

"My parents say you're a cursed child and they won't let me play with you!"

"We don't want him to play; he's a heartless monster!"

They stepped into the beam of light, forming a circle around him independently, excluding him.

One moment they'd turn and smirk, the next they'd gather in groups of three or five, pointing at him and laughing up at the sky, as if he were some kind of filthy thing.

Suddenly the children in front of her disappeared and turned into wolves, tigers and other animals, while she remained in the center of the encirclement.

This time, however, the ferocious beasts charged at her fiercely, tearing at her.

"Awoo!"

The wolf's fierce eyes were filled with hatred for humans.

Song Qingge calmly watched the blood dripping from the wolves and tigers.

Covered in wounds.

Several of them had multiple pieces of flesh removed from their bodies.

Some of them had their skin peeled off and thrown on the ground.

One of the wolves cautiously approached her, then, seizing the opportunity, the pack attacked her.

Their only goal is her.

Song Qingge lowered her gaze slightly and opened her lips: "These are all your experiences, aren't they? Being called a monster, being said to be a cursed child, your dog being stolen and killed by a pet thief, and you dying of congenital heart disease when you were ten years old. You want me to break down because of your illusions and experiences? Unfortunately, you can't."

"Why?! Why don't you feel anything? You have no heart?!"

The dark and terrifying scene before my eyes vanished, along with the roaring animals.

The "little devil" appeared in front of her.

He looked like a ten-year-old child, thin and small, with a pale face, and had been plagued by illness before his death.

His childish voice carried a threat: "If I don't comply, even if you take me away, you won't be able to find the brother who cast the curse."

Without finding the boy who lured the little devil into the doll, the backlash from the Gong family's daughter cannot be completely resolved.

Even if she takes the little devil away, it's only a temporary solution.

I must find my "first love" to completely resolve the root cause.

"The address he gave that chubby lady is fake, you won't find him, hahaha!"

Song Qingge calmly raised her eyes: "Really? I've already found it."