"Then what if Jiang Qingshan touches me?"

I took out a piece of talisman paper from my pocket, dropped the blood from my tongue on it, and handed it to Shang Ke.

"Take it. If Jiang Qingshan dares to attack you, use this talisman to trap him. I will naturally come down to save you."

Shang Ke took the talisman and looked at it carefully.

"Is it really that effective?"

"You doubt me?"

Shang Ke put the talisman in his pocket and walked out swaggeringly.

As promised, I returned to the earthly world, and at this moment the shaman was beating drums and singing.

He suddenly revealed a pair of dark eyes and said: "Mrs. Jiang, your son is very satisfied with this woman and has decided to accept her!"

Mrs. Jiang was so happy that her eyes filled with tears.

"Daxian, what else did my son say? Did he miss me? Is there anything else he needs? I'll burn it for him."

The shaman trembled all over again.

"Master Jiang, everything is well. Please pay attention to your health."

As he spoke, the shaman suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground, looking very painful.

Mrs. Jiang and the housekeeper were shocked. What happened to this great immortal?

"Mrs. Jiang, Master Jiang is very angry."

Mrs. Jiang said nervously: "What happened to my son? Who made him angry?"

"He said you don't want him anymore. His younger brother will be born soon, and he will be even more forgotten."

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, she was like a thunderbolt.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

"Butler, go and check for me. Go and check for me. Which vixen is pregnant with the master's child?"

The housekeeper was so frightened that he hurried to the side to make a phone call.

"Da Xian, please tell my son and reassure him that our Jiang family belongs to him and no one will rob him."

Why do I seem to have heard what this shaman said somewhere?

Jiang Qingshan would not ask about this kind of thing. Why would he say these things to Mrs. Jiang?

Ah, I remembered it. I said, why does this voice sound so familiar? Even looking at the back, it sounds like, isn't he the mistress's lover?

I didn't remember who it was for a moment, but now I see clearly that he is in cahoots with Jiang Wannian's mistress.

Use Jiang Qingshan's words to eradicate dissidents, so that no one will compete with her son for the family property.

After all the hype, Shaman called it a day.

Mrs. Jiang was very satisfied and gave him a check for five hundred thousand.

A ritual costs 500,000 yuan. It seems that he has made a lot of money in the Chiang family.

Mrs. Jiang asked the housekeeper to get me a check for ten million and then kick me out.

If he leaves, how will he find the murderer of Jiang Qingshan?

"To be honest, Mrs. Jiang, Shang is my girlfriend. I failed to give her a good life. I owe her a lot. I want to send her away for the last time. Can I wait until she dies before leaving?"

The butler said with a gloomy face: "I've already given you the money, why are you pretending to be a good person here?"

"Mrs. Jiang, although I am not a person who values ​​love and justice, I don't want Shang Ke to turn into a ghost and haunt me. After all, she died because of me. I want to see her off for the last time."

"Stop talking nonsense, take the money and get out of here. You have sold her to our Jiang family and have nothing to do with her at all."

The housekeeper said and pushed me.

Now in front of so many people, I can't say anything about helping her solve the case, so I can only think of other ways to stay.

"Mrs. Jiang, you are a person who attaches great importance to love and justice. You are worried about your son's marriage. You are the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva. Please fulfill my wish and regard it as accumulating blessings for your son."

Mrs. Jiang loved her son as much as her life. When she heard this, she waved to the housekeeper.

"It's only seven days, let her stay in the house."

"Madam, he is just a gangster. If our Jiang family loses something, I think he has ulterior motives."

"Mrs. Jiang, I swear to God, if the Jiang family loses anything, I will go to jail. I just have a conscience and want to spend some time with my girlfriend."

The housekeeper glanced at me disdainfully.

"Humph, you just realized your conscience right now, you can do anything like selling your girlfriend, what conscience do you have?"

Mrs. Jiang slammed the table and said angrily: "Butler Ming, if you have a conscience, will you let my son become a bachelor?"

When the butler saw that he had said the wrong thing, he immediately lowered his head respectfully.

"Madam, that's not what I meant. What you taught me is that I was wrong."

"After seven days, she will be laid to rest, and you will leave. From now on, you are not allowed to step foot into the door of my Jiang family."

"Thank you, Mrs. Jiang."

Mrs. Jiang was helped back to the room by several maids.

The housekeeper angrily took me to the side room. Your boy can live in this room. This is our young master's yard. You'd better restrain yourself and be careful not to be killed by ghosts.

"I know, housekeeper, don't worry, I'm just staying with my girlfriend."

"If I find anything wrong with you, watch your head."

After putting down the cruel words, the butler threw up his sleeves and walked away.

I sat cross-legged on the bed, closed my eyes and thought about the murderer of Jiang Qingshan.

Who was the biggest beneficiary of Jiang Qingshan's death? It should be Xiaosan's son, who became the heir to the Jiang family.

Just now, the mistress and the mistress used Jiang Qingshan and Mrs. Jiang's hands to kill Jiang Wannian's mistress outside.

Now it seems that Mrs. Jiang believes in this shaman very much, and he is the mistress's mistress, which means that Mrs. Jiang's Feng Shui scheme may be caused by the shaman.

The mistress and her mistress want to slowly drive Mrs. Jiang crazy so that Jiang Wannian will inherit all the property. Then won’t these properties belong to her son in a hundred years?

From this point of view, the murderers of Jiang Qingshan should be the mistress and his mistress shaman.

But this is all my guess and needs further verification.

If I want to solve the case as soon as possible, I must find someone to help me. I need to know the ins and outs of the whole thing, and that person is Mrs. Jiang.

Thinking of this, I secretly came to Mrs. Jiang's window.

Mrs. Jiang was kneeling in front of Jiang Qingshan’s portrait and crying.

"My son, my precious son, it's all mom's fault. Mom shouldn't force you to study, and she shouldn't force you to inherit the family business. I know you like painting and art, but I want you to take over quickly.

A family business.”

"It's all mother's fault. It's all mother's fault."

Mrs. Jiang cried so sadly that it broke my heart to hear it.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly ran behind him.

The security at the Jiang family mansion is tight. Where did this dark shadow come from?

I followed closely and found this dark figure turning left and right into a study room.

It turned out that he was looking for Jiang Wannian.

"Master, I have done everything you asked me to do!"

"This matter must be handled securely without any mistakes."

"I understand, Master, when will we take action?"

Jiang Wannian took two steps in the study with his hands behind his back.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Seven days later. There are outsiders in the house now. Let's wait until the Qingshan matter is settled and we can settle it together."

What conspiracy is Jiang Wannian brewing?

What on earth will he do after seven days?
Chapter completed!