The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Song Miaomiao and Cheng Yuan sat in the back seat with their heads down.From time to time, he looked at Chu Luo pitifully.

Chu Luo sighed softly, "I'll send a few talismans to the Song family to drive away their negative energy."

"Thank you, sister Lolo."

"Thank you, Sister Luo."

Cheng Yuan raised her eyebrows proudly at Song Miaomiao.

She said it earlier, and Chu Luo would definitely agree.

Seeing the eyebrow-eye lawsuit between these two people, Chu Luo could only helplessly.

rear car.

Jing Jiayan was very worried, "If Chu Luo gets angry, what should I do?"

Hua Wan looked calm, "Miss is soft-hearted, Miao Miao and Cheng Yuan pretend to be pitiful, and this matter will be over."

Jing Jiayan, who was still worried at first, thought about Chu Luo's usual behavior, and put her heart firmly in her stomach.

Song Zhinan sent them back to the villa, got three talisman papers from Chu Luo, and left happily.

Song Miaomiao reluctantly stood at the door, watching Song Zhinan leave.

Cheng Yuan: "Okay, haven't you been playing at home for many days this time? Haven't you played enough?"

Song Miaomiao entered the house dejectedly, "I don't know when the next time I see my brother?"

……

"Why are you here again so soon?" Song Miaomiao opened her eyes wide and looked at Song Zhinan who had appeared in the villa early in the morning.

Song Zhinan was dressed more colorfully today than yesterday, with a floral shirt on his upper body, floral pants on his lower body, a famous brand belt around his waist, a famous watch on his wrist, and a gold necklace around his neck.

"Your upstart outfit doesn't match your rich second generation image!" Cheng Yuan looked Song Zhinan up and down, with a self-evident expression of disgust.

Song Miaomiao was also disgusted, "It's so ugly, so ugly."

Song Zhinan touched his clothes and gold necklace in satisfaction, "How ugly, this is a very popular outfit now! Cool!"

He made a pulling motion.

Cheng Yuan turned her head, unable to bear to look directly.

Song Miaomiao covered her eyes with her small hands, and kept saying, "It's not cool, it's ugly, it's ugly."

Song Zhinan: "..."

Jing Jiayan came down from the stairs wearing a long skirt, and when she saw Song Zhinan, she stopped abruptly, "Did you get caught by a butterfly? You're so flamboyant!"

Song Zhinan: "Fashion, fashion, understand?"

"I don't understand, I don't understand." I don't want to understand either.

Looking at the two big and one small, they both despise him.

Song Zhinan was not depressed, but happily took out a palm-sized mirror from his pocket, and straightened his hair in front of the mirror, "Handsome!"

"I can only be so handsome if I wear this clothes!"

The three people who were far apart looked at Song Zhinan who was narcissistic looking in the mirror.

Cheng Yuan: "It should be possessed."

Song Miaomiao: "Really? I didn't notice anything else in my brother's body."

"Miao Miao! Do you want to admit that your brother's aesthetics are like this, or do you want to admit that he is possessed?"

Song Miaomiao put on a serious face, "It's definitely possessed, it's possessed by a butterfly."

Jing Jiayan twitched her nose and sniffed the air, "There is no demonic or yin energy. No way..."

Is Song Zhinan's taste so bad?

Before that...

She was liked by Song Zhinan, isn't she also...

Impossible, impossible!

"There is definitely a demonic aura, there must be a demonic aura, but I am too shallow to notice it."

They looked at each other and nodded firmly.

Apart from being possessed, there is absolutely no other possibility.

"It's not possession." A voice came from behind. "It's blinding eyes, a simple method of Taoism."

The two big ones and one small turned their heads to look at Chu Luo.

Seeing Chu Luo walking in front of Song Zhinan.

Before Song Zhinan could speak, he grabbed Song Zhinan's middle finger, pinched his skin, squeezed out blood, and applied it directly on his eyelids.

"Sister Luo, what are you doing?"

Chu Luo let go of his hand and held the mirror in front of him.

Song Zhinan glanced lightly, "Hey! What's going on? Just now I was so handsome that I was crying ghosts and gods, why do I feel so dirty and flowery now?"

He looked left and right in the mirror, with a look of disbelief.

"Sister Luo, am I bewitched?"

"A Xuanmen technique, blinding the eyes, does no harm to people, and the effect is not long. It can be regarded as a small lesson."

Song Zhinan threw the mirror aside in disgust, "It must be that Taoist priest."

"But you are indeed contaminated with yin energy." She discovered it yesterday, but at the time she thought Song Zhinan got it from Song Miaomiao.

It was also because those yin qi carried the evil spirit of blood that she was worried.

But Song Zhinan, who was wearing the paper talisman, no longer had Song Miaomiao's yin energy on her body, but the evil spirit of blood was still there.

"Have you ever touched a vagina?"

Song Zhinan shook his head quickly, "No, I haven't encountered any weird things during this time."

"However, I'm here this time because I want to ask Sister Luo to help me with something."

He made it clear.

"It's the main family of the Song family, my second uncle. He's sick, can't eat, can't sleep, and is exhausted day by day. He has seen both Chinese and Western medicine, Taoist priests and monks, but it's useless."

"Later, I didn't know where I heard about the relationship between my family and Sister Luo, so I ran to my parents and asked Sister Luo to come forward."

Song Zhinan snorted angrily, "Sister Luo, you know my parents' temper. They refused on the spot."

"Who knew that second uncle was so shameless that he threatened my dad with my grandma's grave, saying that if Sister Luo didn't show up, he would move my grandma's grave out of the ancestral grave."

As he said that, Song Zhinan jumped angrily, and waved his fist in the air, "Do you really think my grandma is willing to be buried in that ancestral grave? It's not because I don't want that bitch to enter the ancestral grave, so I take the title."

"Move my grandma out so that his third son's mother can move in!"

More and more angry.

Chu Luo stood up, "Let's go!"

Song Zhinan who hasn't finished the summary of the previous story.

"what?"

Chu Luo: "Didn't you say you want to ask me to come forward?"

Song Zhinan nodded, "Sister Luo, do you agree?"

"Ah."

Song Zhinan was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was full of emotion, "Sister Luo! You are so kind! Let's go, I, Sister Luo's exclusive driver, haven't been employed for a long time."

……

The Song family's family is in the Imperial Capital, and they live in a villa in the rich district in the city center.

Song Zhinan parked the car firmly outside the villa, and looked at Cheng Yuan who was following him speechlessly, "What are you doing here?"

Cheng Yuan tidied her big curly hair, raised her eyebrows and eyes lightly, "Of course I came to help Chu Luo! Do you want me to help?"

Song Zhinan: "..."

If it weren't for the fact that she was a thousand-year-old ghost, he would definitely hate her.

Cheng Yuan got out of the car, raised her hand to cover the sun, shook her head, and said, "Look at the yin, those who don't know think they live in the cemetery."

Song Zhinan looked up.

Sunny and cloudless.

Where can I see what kind of yin.

He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, but saw nothing but dry eyes.

Cheng Yuan walked to Chu Luo's side, "The yin is so heavy, how many immoral things this family has done!"

Speaking of this, Song Zhinan got excited, "That's too much, let me tell you..."

"Cousin, it's not good to speak ill of the Song family in front of outsiders!"

From another car, a man in his thirties came out, wearing a famous brand. When he saw Song Zhinan's outfit, he sneered, "My cousin's taste needs to be improved!"

Behind him was an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a yellow gossip robe, holding floating dust, a purple gourd hanging from his waist, his chin raised, his eyes full of contempt.