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

They didn't end up together, but she was the first girl he ever liked.

Back then, the Xie family was one of the top real estate companies in Jiangcheng.

Unfortunately, the real estate market later declined, and Xie Yun's mental state deteriorated after her divorce from Tang Zhishan. She became obsessed with men and neglected her management, ultimately leading to bankruptcy.

Soon after, he fell ill and remained bedridden for a long time.

He passed away more than half a year ago, leaving behind a mountain of debt.

Xie Yun and he grew up together. In their youth, she was the girl he was most infatuated with.

Unfortunately, their relationship wasn't lasting, and they later started their own families.

When he was young, he didn't understand why Xie Yun hesitated to accept his confession.

It was only after meeting Yin Lan that he understood what true love was.

The person who loves you will never let you guess their thoughts.

He won't make you doubt whether he loves you.

Therefore, Xie Yun never truly loved him, and perhaps she didn't love Tang Zhishan either. The only person she loved most in her life was herself.

The moment Song Qingge saw Jiang Min'an, she understood why she could never sense any kinship between Xie Qi and Jiang Min'an.

Jiang Min'an has only one son, Jiang Zhou, and he will only have one son in his lifetime.

He and Xie Qi are not father and son at all.

As for the fleeting connection with the Jiang family that Xie Qi sensed, it originated from Xie Yun.

Throughout the entire process, Xie Yun never told her son about her true parentage.

Perhaps Xie Yun herself didn't even know whose child she was carrying, and simply imagined it to be her and Jiang Min'an's child.

Song Qingge calmly comforted him, "This is Xie Yun's one-sided hatred, and has nothing to do with you, Uncle."

We cannot stop others' hatred; we can only do our best to be good people. Your hands have saved countless lives; this is the source of your profound blessings. You should be proud of yourself, not ashamed.

A few simple words brought tears to Jiang Min'an's eyes.

Yin Lan grew to like her daughter-in-law more and more as she looked at her, and she held her husband's hand tightly, her nose tingling with emotion.

At just over twenty years old, he is so insightful.

On her way home, she kept receiving messages from her mother, her second brother's wife, and her eldest sister, who rarely praised others, all praising Song Qingge. She was very curious about what kind of girl could receive such praise from all of them at the same time.

Now that I see it, it's truly extraordinary.

Song Qingge handed over a calming talisman and a protective amulet to Yin Lan: "Auntie, please put this one under your pillow and carry this one with you at all times."

Then, he looked at Jiang Min'an seriously and said, "Uncle, you need to come with me to a place."

The venue chosen to conclude this life's destiny is very particular.

It must be related to the other party.

Only by combining people and objects can one sever emotional ties.

She chose to stand in front of Xie Yun's tombstone.

The weather was gloomy, the sun hid behind dark clouds, and a cold wind howled, stirring up dust from the ground.

The closer you get to the tombstone, the more the chilling wind seeps into your bones, making you shiver from the inside out.

Every now and then, the silent cemetery was filled with wails and sobs, which only Song Qingge could hear.

The others only felt gusts of cold wind brushing against their skin.

Among those cries and wails, there is resentment towards the world and reluctance to part with relatives and friends. Regardless of the reason, the cemetery is the best place to nourish and fertilize vengeful spirits.

Song Qingge looked up and precisely located Xie Yun's tombstone.

Only Jiang Min'an and his family of three came to the cemetery with her.

After all, it's a place with a lot of yin energy. People with weak constitutions should avoid coming here, or they might accidentally have their luck drained away.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Jiang Min'an and Yin Lan first paid their respects sincerely. Then, Song Qingge used a red rope to tie one end to Jiang Min'an's little finger and the other end to the top of the tombstone.

A yellow talisman was thrown out, and the barrier was activated, blocking all external objects from interrupting the ritual.

Cemeteries have too much yin energy, making it easier for yang energy to gather there.

Although they were all weak new ghosts and posed no threat to her, they were troublesome to deal with.

As the barrier was created, Song Qingge sent out another yellow talisman between her two fingers, which hung above the red line.

The couple, who had never seen such a miraculous phenomenon before, stared wide-eyed.

Yin Lan unconsciously held her breath and whispered to her son, "You absolutely mustn't make your wife angry, otherwise she'll punish you, and your dad and I won't be able to save you."

Although she doesn't understand metaphysics, there are so many amazing things in the world that she hasn't seen, which means her knowledge is not broad enough.

That's not the reason she criticizes metaphysics as unreliable.

Respect for all things and respect for life are the most basic qualities she possesses as a tiny human being.

Treat others with kindness, and life will reward you with kindness in return.

Song Qingge rotated her two fingers ninety degrees, and golden light flowed from her fingertips to connect with the talisman suspended in mid-air.

She spoke slowly and coldly: "Today, let bygones be bygones. Do not remain obstinate and continue down the wrong path. When this red thread burns out, you and he will have no more ties, and he will no longer be bothered by you. From now on, you will not disturb each other and will each begin a new life." Her fingers trembled slightly.

The talisman burned.

The sparks fell, dripping onto the red line, and suddenly burst into flames.

Jiang Min'an's pupils were trembling.

Zhang Da Zui didn't dare to interrupt.

Although he was used to life-and-death situations in the hospital and had a strong heart, this strange event was completely beyond his comprehension.

Even more miraculously, the fire only burned in the middle of the red line, burning all the way to the section connecting the tombstone.

Only the piece remained in his hand.

Song Qingge raised a finger.

In an instant, the red thread in his hand flew out and burned up as it landed.

Song Qingge moved her two fingers slightly, and the screen retracted.

Suddenly, the temperature, which had just been warm, plummeted.

A cold wind whistled past.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, which gathered heavily above Xie Yun's tombstone.

"Uncle, be careful." Song Qingge pulled Jiang Min'an over and pushed him into Jiang Zhou's arms behind her.

He gave a wink.

Jiang Zhou understood perfectly and reached out with his long arm to catch his father.

In the blink of an eye, they saw Song Qingge's slender body, standing alone in front of them, unmoving.

The black mass that was swaying in front of us appeared out of nowhere, and it was like a black flame that was shaking violently.

It struggled fiercely but could not break free.

Song Qingge coldly replied, "You really refuse to let go. In that case, I have no choice but to forcibly break you apart." Once an obsession turns into resentment, it becomes impossible to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Xie Yun hated the Tang family and Yin Lan, so she took revenge on them by entering their dreams and bodies.

She had spent the most time with Yin Lan and wanted to take her place.

She had been following Jiang Min'an, and as a doctor, Jiang Min'an was frequently exposed to illness-related energy, but he was himself blessed with good fortune and it would not harm his body.

Because of her presence and the Jiang family's inability to support her, Jiang Min'an has fallen ill every time he goes out to make a house call recently.

In the six months since Xie Yun's death, she has been continuously absorbing yin energy to strengthen herself.

They even absorb the yang energy of living people using unconventional methods.

The number of suicides in Jiangcheng due to "depression" has surged in the past six months. The real reason is not depression, but rather that Xie Yun has gathered some evil spirits to cause trouble.

They devoured the vital energy of those who died unjustly.

Xie Yuncai absurdly grew into a vengeful spirit capable of attacking people's dreams and even their bodies within half a year.

After being destroyed by her at the Tang family's place last time, it quickly fled, losing all its skills and reverting to a low-level vengeful spirit.

Song Qingge knew that Xie Yun would not let this go easily today, so she set up a spirit-binding array from the beginning.

Waiting for them to walk right into our trap.

"Ah...why!" The woman's angry and resentful howl echoed throughout the cemetery.

A sudden gust of cold wind swept up.

Song Qingge remained calm and composed, her fingertips swiftly producing yellow talismans that surrounded Xie Yun.

With a slight lift of two fingers, the yellow talismans quickly overlapped and shrank, forming a sphere that bound the black mass inside.

The finger is hooked up.

The sphere flew into her palm with a "whoosh".

She then put it into the "Living Space Talisman".

Suddenly, the dark clouds above the cemetery dissipated, and a ray of sunlight shone through the clouds, brilliantly illuminating the cemetery.

Only one final step remains to completely resolve Xie Yun's vengeful spirit.

She needs to find someone to help her.

To be precise, it's not a person...