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

As soon as she stepped into the villa, she used the dragon vein to find the residence that was connected to the karmic aura of the Gong family.

Only by finding her "first love" with the little ghost, severing their ties, and uncovering his magic can she reverse the cause and effect.

No longer suffering the backlash from raising a ghost child.

Conversely, those who harm others will suffer the consequences.

The little devil broke down: "Impossible, only a very powerful sorcerer could do that."

This woman looks to be only around twenty years old, how could she possess such amazing abilities?

"I don't believe you! You're definitely lying to a kid. I won't fall for it!" The kid peeked out, puffed out his cheeks, and looked like he was sulking.

Song Qingge saw through her and smiled slightly: "Actually, you're worried that after I leave your illusion, I won't need you anymore, and then you won't be able to exchange terms with me, right?"

"You didn't intentionally create an illusion to scare me just now; you just had something you wanted to tell me. You can try telling me, and I'll help."

She unconsciously softened her tone.

The child was born with congenital heart disease that was difficult to cure, and he was constantly hospitalized and discharged.

His parents never gave up on him, and they did not give up trying any chance to save him until the very last moment.

Despite having a disease that might mean he'd never be able to escape the "hospital" for the rest of his life, he instead comforted his parents.

Despite being isolated and ostracized at school, he always treated others with kindness and was an optimistic child.

He was completely changed when his dog, who had been by his side since birth, went missing and he later learned of the dog's death.

Not long after, his heart condition relapsed, and he could not be saved despite attempts to save him.

From then on, he became a wandering imp until he was led by a brown bear to the Gong family.

After hearing her words, the little devil drooped his furry head.

A child's voice cried out in disappointment, "You saw right through me! That older brother hired a sorcerer who put me inside a brown bear, saying that if I behaved well, he could avenge my Fuwang. Fuwang was my little dog that my parents and I raised for ten years; it shouldn't have been killed by those bad people!"

At this point, the little devil frowned, his face turning red with anger.

Song Qingge said calmly and firmly, "I promise you that they will get what they deserve, but you also have to promise me that once you have fulfilled your wish, you will leave obediently."

In my next life, I hope to be a healthy child.

The kid hesitated for a moment, then nodded with his chin: "I'll trust you this once. If you dare to lie to me, I'll pester you and scare you to death!"

Song Qingge burst out laughing.

That's not a scary threat at all.

But she still pretended to be scared to reassure the little devil.

Sure enough, upon seeing her "trembling" legs, the little devil giggled.

Teeth visible but eyes not.

Outside the illusion, the Gong family of three anxiously circled around Song Qingge, who was in a daze.

They didn't realize that this was a case of the mind entering a hallucination, and thought that the ghost was too powerful and had harmed Master Song.

"What should we do? I should have pulled Master Song along."

If they hadn't backed away in fear but had stayed with Master Song, the ghost wouldn't have been so rampant.

They harmed Master Song.

Just as they were in a panic and had no other choice but to call 110 (the police emergency number), Song Qingge regained her senses.

"Master Song!" Ms. Gong had just picked up her phone when she saw Master Song move, and tears welled up in her eyes: "You've finally woken up! We were so scared!"

She was still thinking, if she reported this to the police and they couldn't handle it, who should she turn to?

None of the mystical practitioners they knew were as skilled as Master Song.

"Thank goodness, Sister Song, you're alright!" The girl's round eyes lit up with joy as she rushed over and hugged Song Qingge.

Song Qingge remembered the family's enthusiasm and their barely concealed genuine excitement for a long time.

She could clearly see that this family had a bright future and good fortune.

"I'm fine. I just talked to the little ghost, and it has agreed to take us to find the boy who cast the curse."

Ms. Gong let out a sigh of relief: "Will finding that boy completely stop my precious daughter's backlash?"

"That's right." Song Qingge thought for a moment, but still didn't tell them that the one who cast the curse would suffer a backlash.

They have no understanding of the laws of nature, and the family are kind-hearted people; telling them would only cause them more trouble.

Whether you say it or not, it doesn't affect the backlash from the boy who cast the curse.

The real address of the boy who cast the curse is behind the Gong family villa.

After circling around to the villa, Ms. Gong exclaimed incredulously, "He's always lived behind our house?"

Thinking hard!

Is this a form of constant surveillance?

How long has he been monitoring this place?

The address he had previously given his daughter was in a neighborhood half an hour's drive from here.

It's easy to see that he came prepared.

What kind of grudge could make him go to such lengths to harm her precious daughter?

Curiosity mingled with anger, a complex mix swirling within Ms. Gong's heart.

The doorbell rang, and the villa gate in the yard opened a narrow crack, revealing an elderly woman with gray hair peeking out menacingly.

They were being sized up by the black iron gate that blocked their way.

Those dark, piercing eyes swept over, sending chills down one's spine.

Like a ghost from hell.

Song Qingge stared intently, noticing that the old woman's forehead was dark and her whole body was surrounded by an aura of death.

The cause of death was neither natural nor accidental illness, but rather a "backlash".

To be punished on behalf of the master's family.

It seems that the boy who cast the curse was even more ruthless than she had imagined.

"Please tell him, we brought the brown bear." Song Qingge's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to reach the ears of the eerie boy behind the second-floor curtains.

She caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, without looking up, but she could sense that he was scrutinizing her.

Bang!

After casting a sinister glance, the old woman slammed her hand on the door.

A short while later, the boy who cast the curse emerged. His naturally heterochromatic eyes seemed to reflect his broken family, making him feel out of place.

He spotted the brown bear almost immediately.

Following the teddy bear, he nodded to Song Qingge, who was carrying it.

She looked gently at the girl: "Why did you bring a teddy bear? You didn't even tell me beforehand."

He showed absolutely no surprise that they had found his real address.

It seemed as if it had been expected.

The girl's round face flushed a shy pink: "Something's happened in my family recently. My parents called Master Song over. Did you know there's a little ghost inside this teddy bear?"

"Really?" the boy exclaimed in surprise. "How could this happen? It's my fault. I shouldn't have given you a teddy bear as a gift. Next time, I'll pick out a better and more expensive one for you."

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant!" the girl cried out. "I didn't mean to say I dislike it, I love it!"

She tugged at her mother's hand: "Mom, he really didn't do it on purpose, and he didn't know anything."

Ms. Gong looked displeased.

Those words were clearly an attempt to manipulate her daughter.

It's their fault for protecting their daughter too well; they're too innocent and kind to tell what words are hurting her.

"Master Song, we trust your expertise. We'll listen to your advice on how to handle this little bear."

Song Qingge nodded.

Then, she fixed her cold gaze on the boy: "I've already convinced this brat inside. He's told me everything. Your cover-up is full of holes in front of me."

The boy responded with a smile, his reaction indifferent.

"Miss Song, you don't look much older than us. May I call you 'sister'?"

He smiled warmly.

Just like how they treated Ms. Gong's daughter.

"The sorcerer who used this evil magic to harm you back then should have told you that once the magic is exposed, you will suffer double the backlash from the victims."

The boy who cast the curse showed no further reaction, his smile gentle.

Not flustered at all.

It was as if it had been expected.

Song Qingge shook her head.

They won't shed tears until they see the coffin.

She called out to the brown bear, "Little devil, come out and acknowledge your master."

Suddenly, the brown bear's black, glassy eyes blinked.

The hairy hand waved.

The next instant, the little devil crawled out of the brown bear's body, and the scene suddenly changed.

The boy stared at the three people on the screen, one of whom had his back to him and his face was not visible.

The other two are him and the floating little devil.

He was very familiar with the conversation.

"I just want her whole family to die!"

Accompanied by vicious words, he revealed a sinister smile in the video.

The screen disappeared, and a child's innocent voice pointed out: "It was your bad brother who tricked me into hurting people! He didn't keep his promise to me!"

He only realized after he recognized the fat sister as his master that his bad brother wasn't helping his Fuwang get revenge at all.

Moreover, he was very familiar with the murderers who killed him, Fuwang.

His bad older brother lied to him!

He had no choice but to find his own way, desperately causing destruction, but he didn't go all out, in order to get the fat sister's mother to find a sorcerer.

This way, he could make a deal with the sorcerers to help him fulfill his final wish.

Surprisingly, those uncles were completely useless; they couldn't even find this adorable little ghost.

I used illusion magic on Sister Song just now to test her. Of course, I was also really annoyed by her calm reaction.

Although Sister Song seems unable to empathize with his experiences, Sister Song is capable.

As long as it helps his Fuwang get revenge!

This is the little devil's memory-sharing ability. Everything in this scene is real. Seeing that he could no longer hide it, the boy revealed a sinister smile.

"That's right, I want your whole family to die."

He spoke calmly.

It's as simple as saying what you ate for breakfast this morning.

Creepy.

How could someone so calmly utter such terrifying words?

Ms. Gong and her family were terrified, and the girl was stunned.

She stared blankly at the boy she admired, who had become someone she didn't recognize.

"Why did you become like this? So you didn't like me from the beginning, and you only approached me to hurt my parents?"

She couldn't believe that her once gentle and considerate boyfriend had become someone she found strange and frightening.

The boy made no attempt to hide his feelings, his tone even carrying a hint of pride: "Congratulations, you guessed right."

A cold sneer appeared on his lips: "You're so stupid. You were fooled by me for so long before you realized it. It's just like your clumsy figure."

"Shut up!" Ms. Gong stood in front of her daughter.

How can an eighteen-year-old be so cruel?

I really don't know how my parents raised me.

She felt both hate and pity for the child.

They made such a commotion at the door, yet the child's parents didn't show up.

They completely disregarded whether the child lived or died.

What kind of parents are these?

The boy shrugged and grinned sinisterly: "Aunt Gong, it's no use being angry. I did it, and I was prepared for you to find out."

Even if you know everything now, so what? You can't do anything to me, and you can't escape the backlash.

Even this Miss Song was entangled with the little devil.

She was dragged into this by you guys, are you happy now? Hahaha...!