Just as Yang Zimei was about to enter the house, two people hurriedly came outside.
An elderly, luxuriously dressed old woman was accompanied by an old man holding a compass and Buddhist beads, wearing a blue Tang suit, and looking somewhat immortal.
Seeing this old man, Yang Zimei raised his eyebrows.
This man was the one she envied when she was a magician in her previous life. It was said that he was worth a hundred thousand yuan, and many rich and powerful people were waiting in line. There was a famous fortune teller in City A, Jiang Mengran.
"Master Jiang, please help me take a look at my son. He seems to be possessed by an evil spirit." Hearing Murong Yunqing's irritable and restless voice coming from inside the room, Old Madam Murong said with anxious eyes and expectant eyes.
"Old madam, don't worry. As long as I, Jiang, take action, there are no monsters that cannot be eliminated." Jiang Mengran said calmly and confidently.
"That's good, I know that Master Jiang, you are very powerful in magic, so I urgently found you." Old Madam Murong saw Yang Zimei beside her, frowned, and asked Xiao Qiang who brought Yang Zimei, "Who is this girl?
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"Old Madam, she is the fortune teller that Mr. Murong asked me to invite." Xiao Qiang said hurriedly.
"Phishologist?" Old Madam Murong looked at Yang Zimei doubtfully.
The little girl in front of me is only about fifteen or sixteen years old. She is wearing a simple white sportswear. She has a delicate face and timid posture. Although her eyes are full of energy, she doesn't look like a fortune teller.
When Jiang Mengran heard that Yang Zimei was a fortune teller, he also glanced sideways at her, with eyes full of disdain and ridicule, "Now even A Zhu and A Mao dare to pretend to be us fortune tellers to trick and deceive us. It is simply an insult to our lineage.
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"Nonsense, I've invited Master Jiang now. Let the rest go aside so as not to delay Master Jiang's work." Old Madam Murong scolded Xiao Qiang loudly, "Hurry up and follow Master Jiang in to see if there is anything you need help with."
"Yes, Madam Murong." Xiao Qiang did not dare to disobey Madam Murong, but looked at Yang Zimei apologetically, "Miss Yang, please wait a moment."
Yang Zimei still had a calm face and did not show any displeasure at being looked down upon by others.
She also wanted to see how powerful Master Jiang was, whom she had envied, jealously, and hated in her previous life, so she stood aside quietly.
When Jiang Mengran saw the seven-star array on the ground, his pupils shrank slightly and he took a serious look at Yang Zimei again.
However, the Seven Star Formation is a basic formation that all physiognomists know, so it is not surprising that this girl knows it.
Xiao Qiang opened the door——
Yang Zimei glanced inside.
I saw seven or eight external spirits inside, pulling around Murong Yunqing. The resentment was extremely strong and the evil spirit was very heavy. No wonder the atmosphere in the whole room turned black and evil.
Murong Yunqing, on the other hand, has completely lost the gentle and elegant demeanor he had during the day. His hair is a mess, his clothes are torn, and there are a few bloody marks on his face from his own fingernails. His face is haggard and black, and his eyes are blood red. He is raising his hands crazily.
Smashing a chair randomly.
Jiang Mengran just stepped in with his front foot, then stepped out with his back foot, and said to Old Madam Murong, "He is really possessed by evil spirits. Now he is crazy. He must be tied up so that I can perform magic easily."
Old Madam Murong asked Xiao Qiang to find some strong men. Who knows, one or two of them were thrown out by Murong Yunqing, and there was no one who could be his opponent.
"Master Jiang, what should I do? He is possessed by an evil spirit now and has infinite power. Just help him drive away the evil spirits." Old Madam Murong begged, "As for the hexagram gold, I will give it to you ten times."