Chapter 179 After Raising Ghosts, I Choose to Lie Down (Part 12)
Chapter 179 After Raising Ghosts, I Choose to Lie Down (Part 12)
As soon as they stepped outside, the ghosts immediately shrank into a corner, as if trying to avoid suspicion, while Xiao Bao stood there blankly.
Lin Yueyi flew away and then came back to pull him back.
After walking over, Wen Yan turned back to look at Xiao Bao, informed Lin Yueyi, and then picked him up.
"Can I borrow your son for a moment?"
"Oh no..."
Before Lin Yueyi could say anything, Jiang Yu came out, and she swallowed back the words she wanted to say.
Note: Be careful.
Don't kill my son.
Lin Yueyi's black eyes were brimming with worry, making her look rather eerie.
The client is a young woman surnamed Wu who is currently in the process of divorcing her husband.
Mrs. Wu was somewhat disappointed to see that the visitor was a young girl.
She rubbed her temples, looking tired, and explained as she walked, "My husband said there's something evil in the house, so I asked you to come and take a look."
I don't want to say anything more.
She opened the door and stood in the entryway waiting for Wen Yan.
The willow wood door is beautifully carved, but its only flaw is a large black spot at the bottom.
Wen Yan's gaze lingered for a moment before turning away.
She bent down to put on her slippers, her tone casual: "Madam, did your son just die?"
Mrs. Wu walked ahead: "Hmm, how did you guess?"
"I saw him."
Mrs. Wu stopped.
Wen Yan glanced at the door and said, "It was probably four or five years old. Its head was down so we couldn't see its face clearly, but its limbs were intact and its skin was intact. It must have died of illness."
"Hey, he's tugging at your clothes, the left hem."
Mrs. Wu was stunned. She bent down and subconsciously touched the hem of her clothes, feeling a chill on her fingertips.
She stood there in a daze.
The next second, tears welled up in her voice.
"Sui Sui, is that you? You've come to see Mommy. Mommy is so silly, I only just realized you were here."
Sui Sui raised her head to wipe her mother's eyes as she squatted on the ground, her childish voice uttering an incomplete sentence: "Mommy, don't cry."
Mrs. Wu couldn't hear anything and just kept crying into thin air.
Sui Sui seemed to have accepted Madam Wu's attitude. He took small steps to Madam Wu's arms, leaned against her, and stopped making a sound.
Wen Yan found a place to sit down. "Let me tell you about the situation first."
Then he reached into his pocket, but couldn't find any talismans. He glanced at Jiang Yu a few times, then reached out and searched his body.
I forgot, all the talismans were put on him to strengthen them.
Wen Yan lifted Jiang Yu's coat, and sure enough, his chest was covered with talismans.
She flipped through them, calmly took one out, and placed it in her palm.
Then he looked at Madam Wu, waiting for her to explain the situation.
Madam Wu was dumbfounded when she saw Wen Yan groping in the air and then a golden talisman appeared.
Calm down, calm down, Master Wen has his own tricks.
Mrs. Wu comforted herself.
"As you can see, I had a son who passed away a month ago."
She lowered her eyes, held Sui Sui, and sat opposite Wen Yan to begin her story.
She and her husband, whom she married, both shared the surname Wu. Shortly after her son died, she discovered that her husband was having an affair and that she had caught him shopping with his mistress.
She was so immersed in the pain of losing her son that she had no time to think about anything else. Besides, for people of their social class, marriage was an integral part of their career and they couldn't easily break free from it.
But the mistress didn't know that when she came to humiliate him while heavily pregnant, Madam Wu was no pushover and immediately fought back.
Who knew the mistress would have a miscarriage?
She watched coldly until Mr. Wu rushed over, slapped her, and cursed her as the most vicious woman.
He took his mistress, who had miscarried, home to raise her, but coincidentally, Mrs. Wu was experiencing financial difficulties and could only turn a blind eye to his behavior.
Who knew that staying here would lead to problems?
The mistress keeps complaining about crying in the middle of the night, but she can't hear anything, which is incredibly annoying.
I asked many people for advice, but it was no use. I stumbled upon Wenyan's advertisement by chance. Although it looked fake at first glance, I decided to give it a shot.
I never expected Wen Yan to be so capable.
She doesn't care whether or not to exorcise the ghost, but she would care if the ghost was her son.
"Master Wen, could you please not get rid of my son?"
Mrs. Wu felt helpless; the thought of being separated from her son again broke her heart.
Sui Sui remained silent, only tightening her grip on Madam Wu's arm.
"If a person stays with a ghost for a long time, their vital energy will be drained, and their lifespan will be shortened."
That's all the advice Wen Yan could offer.
Madam Wu shook her head. As long as her son could stay by her side as much as possible, she didn't care about any of this.
Sui Sui already developed autism due to her neglect, and even as a ghost, she was unwilling to abandon her son again.
Seeing that she had made up her mind, Wen Yan didn't say anything more, but handed her a business card with her home address written on it.
"Come find me here, and I'll arrange your accommodations."
Mrs. Wu nodded gratefully.
"Isn't it supposed to be a ritual to exorcise ghosts? What's with the sister crying like this?"
The mistress happened to walk in arm in arm with Mr. Wu.
The gold ring on her fair fingertip was very eye-catching, and as if on purpose, she pinned her loose hair back strand by strand.
The golden light flashed.
Mr. Wu's face turned ashen. "What do you mean?"
He suspected that Madam Wu was deliberately trying to harm him, after all, this vicious woman dared to push Qianqian in front of him.
Wen Yan had no interest in watching family disputes, but Jiang Yu seemed somewhat interested.
There's no other reason than that the legal channel sometimes broadcasts these melodramatic ethical dramas, so he's basically participating in watching them.
He wanted to see Wen Yan, so there was no reason for her not to accompany him, especially since she was already very indulgent towards him.
So the two of them sat down appropriately.
Madam Wu, having regained her lost son, was terrified that he would actually be taken away, so her fighting prowess soared, and she could easily take on two men by herself.
Qianqian was so angry her nose almost twisted, and she clung to Mr. Wu's arm, twisting it: "Honey, look at her!"
"Ugh. What transgender rooster acting cute? I threw up my dinner from last night."
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