Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 16 [006] Mysterious Boy (1)
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"Clap clap clap!"

After Liang Ruhua caught her, she mercilessly slapped Yang Zimei's immature face three times with her fat hand like a sunflower fan, causing her head to buzz and her cheeks to burn.

"Little bitch—"

Liang Ruhua threw her on the ground, and dragged her son away cursing.

Yang Zimei gritted her teeth and touched her red and swollen cheeks. Her black pupils were full of resentment!

She stood up from the ground, went home, took out seven iron nails from the drawer, and went straight to the ancestral grave of Yang Deming's family on the mountain.

Although the master said that destroying the feng shui of people's ancestral graves is a thing that damages the morality, but Yang Deming's family is all villains, and eliminating evil is tantamount to promoting good!
Finding the hole where the Yin Qi gathered, she arranged seven nails into a formation of seven evil spirits, and drove the nails down while chanting a mantra.

In the past six months, she has learned a lot of spells, but this is the first time she has practiced them!
After setting up the seven evil formations, she stared again, and the original black and white mist suddenly became extremely cloudy and gray, like countless headless flies, strewn about on the tomb, very chaotic.

The feng shui here has obviously changed from good luck to bad omen.

If the feng shui of the yin house can really be related to the misfortune and good fortune of the living as the master and the master said, then the Yang Deming family, you just wait for chaos, hmph!
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"Well……"

When descending the mountain, Yang Zimei suddenly heard a low sound that resembled a painful moan from the bushes not far away.

She couldn't restrain her curiosity and walked over. Before she got close, she felt a cold air emanating from it, which made her feel cold suddenly.

This is a barren mountain, is there a murder case?
She looked around nervously.

It was quiet all around, only the sound of birds flying.

Just then, a hand hangs from the bushes.

The fingers of this hand were long and the nails were manicured, but they were frighteningly pale.

Have the courage to approach!

Inside lay a slender black-clothed boy about 15 years old, with jet-black hair and pale face, but extremely handsome features, with sharp eyebrows, a high nose, and two thin lips stubbornly pursed, narrow and long. His eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Yang Zimei was puzzled.

In this deep mountain and wild forest, how could such a beautiful boy suddenly appear?
And this chilly air emanated from his body.

Forced by the cold air, Yang Zimei took a step back and stared at——

I saw a hazy layer of black air covering the top of the handsome boy's head, and it really was the dark air entering his brain, which made him unconscious and painful.

Yang Zimei was wondering whether she should meddle in her own business!
To decipher the evil spirit, one must use spells, and she has never practiced it before. What's more, the master said that if it is used to damage the vitality, her vitality will not be stable at all. If the strength is not enough, May suffer backlash.

Forget it, it's better to find the master.

She had just walked a few steps when she heard a "poof" from behind. Looking back, she saw the beautiful boy spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his face was terribly pale.

The evil spirit is about to invade into the lungs, if it is not rescued, there will be no power to recover.

Even though she was a stranger, she really couldn't bear to let such a beautiful young man go to heaven, that would be a pity.

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She gritted her teeth, turned her head, and decided to cast the spell herself.

If it can be saved, it is his luck, if it cannot be saved, it is his fate!
She adjusted her breathing, stood next to the beautiful boy concentrating for a few minutes, raised her hands, put her thumbs together, leaned forward slightly, formed a lion seal, and chanted a spell...

The surrounding vegetation moved without wind, and a cloud of white mist swirled around her like a vortex, constantly sucking in the black air overflowing from the beautiful boy's head...

The last trace of black energy was exhausted, and Yang Zimei's vitality was greatly consumed, she collapsed to the ground, and passed out...

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Waking up, Yang Zimei found herself lying on a big black comfortable bed.

This is……

She looked up, and what caught her eyes was the handsome face that seemed to come out of an anime. The chin was slightly pointed and thin, the thin cherry red lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were slightly closed, her expression was slightly relaxed, and her breathing was even. fell asleep.

Although her current body is only five years old, she has the mature soul of a 28-year-old young woman.

In the last life, because she was displaced, even the problem of food and clothing was difficult to solve, so love is not necessary. Of course, she also liked someone, but it was a humble liking, and she could only watch it quietly every time. Watching his figure pass by in a hurry, but never expecting him to stop.

As for the intimate contact between men and women, she has never experienced it, not even the beauty of holding hands.

Now, she is actually lying next to a man, even though the man is only about 15 years old.

Sensing her movement, the beautiful boy's thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

The pupils are as black as lacquer, slightly blue, like the stars in the sky, exuding a faint cold light.

When he looked down and saw Yang Zimei's clear black and white eyes looking at him, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, became warmer, and softened.

Yang Zimei was attracted by such a pair of pupils and exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)