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Lord Wei's Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

The legitimate daughter of the Feng family actually had to stay in a haunted house. Everyone thought she'd make a fuss and hang herself, but she ended up staying calm and quiet each day. She even set up a stall to make a living. A few months later, the Feng family asked her to return. She smiled and shook her head. If she returned to the Feng family, she wouldn't have ghost maids to carry out chores for her at home. Lord Wei of Chizhazun City possessively pulled his fiancee into his arms. "My wife is a scaredy cat. Don't frighten her." "Are you joking?" The ghosts who were captured asked. Just as everyone anticipated Lord Wei to call off the wedding with his fiancee, news of them getting married arrived."Special edition! Special edition! Lord Wei has married Ms. Feng!" "Impossible! Lord Wei is celibate. He's mysterious and keeps a low profile. No woman can even get close to him." Lord Wei smiled in a satisfied manner. "Nian, where would you like to capture ghosts tonight?"

Yan Wanyan · Geral
Classificações insuficientes
40 Chs

Repentance

Editor: Atlas Studios

Yu Meiqiang agreed hypocritically, but he slowly walked towards me. I saw greed in his eyes and knew that I had become their prey. I did not know where I got the strength from, but I pushed down the person closest to me and fled desperately.

The rain became heavier and heavier, gradually blurring my vision. The sky and the ground were connected by the rain curtain.

I saw lights ahead of me and raised my hands in the hope that someone would discover me and save me and my child. Unexpectedly, I was knocked flying and fell heavily to the ground. Pain spread throughout my body.

When Yu Meiqiang and his men caught up, the driver looked terrified. I asked him to save me, but he did not.

When I woke up again, I saw Chunsheng. His head was lowered and he looked depressed. Yu Meiqiang stood aside to comfort him and make him understand me that I came from the city and could not stand the hardships in the countryside. He said that I could not stand the hardships and fled the Weng family village, leaving Chunsheng.

No, I did not leave Chunsheng. I came to Chunsheng's side and tried to take his hand, but I found that my hand had passed through his arm. So, I was dead.

With Yu Meiqiang's support, the Weng family demolished the old bungalow and prepared to build a small bungalow. None of them realized that I was buried at the back of the house.

I watched the cement pour over me, layer upon layer.

At night, I even heard my mother-in-law tell my father-in-law that Yu Meiqiang had given her money that night and asked her to help stall Weng Chunsheng. No wonder Weng Chunsheng wasn't around that night. No wonder no one realized that Yu Meiqiang had taken me away that night. In the end, it was all human greed.

I was furious. I rushed to my mother-in-law and scolded her, but no matter how long I scolded or what I scolded, she could not hear me. She even mocked me in front of Weng Chunsheng from time to time, saying that I couldn't take the hardship and fled back to the city.

Finally, my mother-in-law was punished. The bungalow collapsed in the middle of construction, and neither she nor Chunsheng's brother came out alive.

Seeing Weng Chunsheng and my father-in-law cry bitterly at their corpses, I actually felt happy. She was the one who killed me and my child.

I reached out and touched my abdomen. Suddenly, there was a slight fetal movement. The child. The child was fine.

I stopped paying attention to the Weng family and focused on the child until it was born.

Fan Lingling's memory came to an abrupt end.

Feng Nian realized that the purple color on the bracelet had become even thicker.

Weng Chunsheng did not really understand Fan Lingling. How could a person who was willing to suffer with him leave overnight? It was no wonder that Fan Lingling would rather return to the Fan family and let her parents provide the offerings for her and her child.

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After bringing back Fan Lingling's skeleton from the Weng Family Village, Feng Nian exorcised it and the child. As long as they had had enough of the incense offerings from the Fan family, they would be able to reincarnate quickly. This was a consolation for Fan Rui and his wife.

Yu Meiqiang was quickly investigated and found to be related to Fan Lingling's death. His company was also found to have faked accounts and quickly went bankrupt. The leader of the transportation industry disappeared in Zun City just like that. It was amazing, but Feng Nian knew that this was the bitter result of Yu Meiqiang borrowing luck.

Under the investment of the Wei Corporation, Weng family village had built a new road and started to develop. Everyone had smiles on their faces and saw new hope.

After Weng Chunsheng and Weng Ju divorced, he resumed his profession and raised chickens in Weng family village again. He decided to spend the rest of his time repenting and guarding Weng family village, remembering Fan Lingling.

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There were no classes today, so Feng Nian stayed in the rented house.

Ever since Fan Lingling left, the female ghost and the two paper figurines could only play among the three of them. Occasionally, they would be fed snacks by Feng Nian. Of course, the prerequisite was that they had to help Feng Nian tidy up the house.

Under the sunlight, the seal emitted a dazzling light. Originally, Yu Meiqiang's birth characters had been engraved on the seal. However, after the luck-borrowing formation was broken, the birth characters disappeared from the seal. This meant that the contract between Yu Meiqiang and the otherworldly item had come to an end.

An otherworldly item referred to an ancient object that still had some resentment or obsession, but it had some kind of power, big or small, that could help the person who made the contract fulfill his wish. The person who made the contract had to pay the same price to obtain the otherworldly item to make the contract. The last breath of Fan Lingling was used as the contract to achieve his purpose of borrowing luck.

However, what caught her attention was the ancient word on the seal. It was the word "Feng". The Feng family was a family of mystical arts. As long as it was an otherworldly item belonging to the Feng family, it would be engraved with the word "Feng". However, why would these otherworldly items leak out and even become a bridge to help people borrow luck? What happened to the Feng family?

The original head of the Feng family was Feng Nian's grandfather, Feng Zixin. The one who had inherited her grandfather's teachings was Feng Nian's father, Feng Hengxing. Her second uncle, Feng Hengchu, and third uncle, Feng Hengshi, were not Mystical Masters.

Eight years ago, her father, Feng Hengxing, got into a car accident on his way out and passed away. Her mother, Jiang Jinhong, was too sad and left the Feng family. From then on, her grandfather brought Feng Nian with him and personally taught her mystic techniques.

It wasn't until her grandfather passed away that her second uncle, Feng Hengchu, chased Feng Nian out of the Feng family and she ended up living in a haunted house. When she left the Feng family, other than bringing two sets of sportswear, she did not have any money on her.

Could it be that after her grandfather passed away, the other members of the Feng family sold the otherworldly item? No, that was impossible. Although the other members of the Feng family did not have the talent to practice Mystical Arts, they had been influenced since they were young. They knew that otherworldly items would backfire, so they would not casually dispose of otherworldly items.

After pondering for a long time, Feng Nian still could not come up with an answer. She simply sealed the seal and temporarily stored it.

A sour smell greeted her. When she turned around, she realized that the female ghost and the two paper figurines had made three more bottles of milk. Sigh, it was time to go to the supermarket to shop again. She would have to spend money again.

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There were not many people shopping in the supermarket.

A pair of mother and son attracted Feng Nian's attention. The boy was about the same age as Wei Cong. He was about 14 years old and was wearing a school uniform. The mother beside him was wearing a white coat. Because she was tired, she looked a few years older than her actual age. Her wrinkled face was filled with caution.

"Yulin, didn't you say that you wanted to eat cherries last time? Mom's paying today. I'll buy them for you." Chen Chunni held a box of fresh cherries in her hand and approached Cai Yulin fawningly.

"There's no need. I ate at school." Compared to Chen Chunni's smile, Cai Yulin's face was cold. He hated being with his biological mother. He did not even smile.

Chen Chunni gently put down the cherries in her hand. Ever since she found the child and brought him home, he had never smiled. No matter what she did, the child was always unhappy.

Feng Nian noticed that Chen Chunni's glabella was slightly to the left. The glabella was a twill between her eyebrows. This meant that her son had not been by her side for many years and was far away in a foreign country. It seemed that Cai Yulin had just returned to his biological mother, Chen Chunni.

After choosing the items she needed, she left the supermarket.