The voice of the female presenter on the TV.
Clear and nice to listen to, with lingering sound.
She counted down one word at a time, ten, nine, eight..., three, two, one...
Click——
In an instant, the TV went out and the lights went out.
Even Gu Hongshen's cell phone that was taking photos was extinguished.
But outside the villa, firecrackers went off, fireworks went off, and the joy spread across the city instantly.
Only in Qiao's house, it was dark but not the depths of winter, with only the faint sound of breathing.
and Mo Qian’s ethereal voice.
"The Patriarch is here, Mo Qian asks for the talisman. The gates in the four directions are difficult to navigate. Please protect me, the Patriarch, to help me achieve my goal!"
As she spoke, she held Xuantian Fingers in both hands and pointed directly at the incense burner.
Time seems to stand still.
Dayton is there.
Everyone in the villa held their breath and almost forgot to breathe.
Three seconds later.
In the dark room, the dim fire in the incense burner suddenly sprang up.
Then a thunder struck across the sky.
With a click, lightning came, illuminating the entire Qiao family like daylight.
That ray of white light struck directly in front of Mo Qian.
The white light was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
They all closed their eyes.
There was only a loud "bang" sound, and something was like an explosion. Debris exploded on the ground, and even the onlookers who were far away were affected.
"Oh my god, what is it!"
"Ahhh, there's an earthquake!"
"Qianqian! Run!"
The Qiao family and the Gu family didn't know who was talking.
There was a lot of noise in the room.
But after a few seconds.
With a bang, the lights in the room instantly lit up!
Everyone looked at the "crime scene".
Oh my god.
Take a look at this.
It's going to cost my life...
I saw the Gu family, even the floor slabs on the second floor were smashed, and the coffee table was broken. It was like a post-disaster scene...
Qiao He: He understands why Mo Xianxian enshrines the ancestor in someone else's house...
At this time, Mo Qian was still kneeling on the worship mat.
Her delicate and white face was as dark as a little maid who had just returned from a fire.
The hat on his head and the clothes on his body were equally terrible.
No less than a beggar on the street.
She didn't speak for a long time.
Su Rulan was frightened. She took a cautious step forward and asked, "Qianqian, how are you? Are you hurt?"
Her words seemed to wake up Mo Qian.
She showed her little white teeth and happily uttered two words, "It's done!"
…
Mo Qian picked up the talisman on the ground in surprise.
I saw that the cinnabar red on the talisman paper was brighter, glowing with golden light as if special effects had been added.
Mo Qian rubbed it proudly.
After a moment, she raised her head and looked at the Gu family.
The Gu family received her gaze.
Involuntarily, the hairs on my back...
Mo Qian said, "No one named Gu can escape!"
The surname is Gu, "..."
The unfortunate surname is Gu.
There was no right to rebut.
One by one, Mo Qian took turns turning over the talisman paper and pasting it on his face.
The blocking is particularly tight.
The paper size is also large.
Just enough to cover the whole face.
Even the two little potatoes running around the room had their faces covered.
The little cub couldn't bear it anymore and started to cry out.
"Auntie, bully!"
"Take it away, I'm handsome!"
The two cubs were shouting and tugging.
But the talisman seems to have a mind of its own.
Hand: I touched it!
Fu: Hey, you can’t catch me!
The result was that the two boys worked hard in vain and failed to catch the talisman for a long time.
Fortunately, it didn't take long.
The talisman disappeared as if he had absorbed it.
Gu's father and brothers also encountered the same situation.
Just as they were looking at Mo Qian blankly.
Just then, a male voice sounded from the entrance of the living room.
"Surprise! I'm back. Happy New Year--oh my god!"
Before the man finished speaking, his arms were still stretched out, ready to give a hug.
But his face was blurred.
The man is tall and has long legs, and he is wearing an exquisite tuxedo. Just looking at his figure can make people scream.
He is no one else.
It was Gu Laowu and Gu Xingchen who had just attended the party and returned to spend the New Year with his family.
He had a talisman on his face.
After pulling for a long time, the talisman disappeared by itself.
Mo Qian looked at Gu Xingchen with satisfaction, "You came back just in time."
Gu Xingchen looked at her in confusion, "Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"
Mo Qian gritted her teeth and told him proudly, "This will bring you great misfortune."
Gu Xingchen said, "..." During the Chinese New Year, his sister is really good at giving gifts...
Mo Qian ignored his look and turned to the Gu family.
solemnly declared.
"This year, you will have bad luck. It's better to do less and lie down more. If you can't do it, don't work. If you don't work, you won't make money at most. When you work, you will lose money, so you'd better just lie down."
Taking care of the family, "..."
Gu Xingguo asked in confusion, "Qianqian, what do you want to do?"
"Save them." Mo Qian replied matter-of-factly.
There are some words that Mo Qian cannot say clearly.
The master said not to tell the Gu family how to save their lives.
He was afraid that the Gu family would use other means to harm the world and take things by force, in order to preserve the Gu family's fortune.
But Mo Qian didn't know which words he could say and which words he couldn't.
Then don't say anything.
then.
What she did.
In the eyes of the Gu family, this is how [? ? ? 】.
…
Mo Qian ignored the Gu family's expressions.
She had to make a fortune quickly.
However, at this moment, the coffee table was ruined and the ancestor's tablet was smashed.
Mo Qian squatted down speechlessly.
Pick up the tablets of the ancestors one by one.
She picked it up and muttered, "You have all become gods in heaven, but why are you still half-assed in spells? You can even chop your own tablets."
Grandmaster:......
Mo Qian finally packed up.
Burn incense again and bow down.
This time, she hooked her hands at Wan Jiao and Tong Yingzi.
He motioned for them to come together and worship.
But he didn't wait for their reaction.
Gu Shaoting made the first move.
He came quickly.
He lowered his head and said in Mo Qian's ear, "No, Xiaozi. She is a police officer and cannot worship her."
"Oh." Mo Qian responded.
Then he waved to Wan Jiao and Tong Yingzi.
Tell them not to come.
Mo Qian withdrew his gaze.
He took out the pile of burned pieces of cloth and held them in his hands.
He asked the Patriarch, "The seventeenth generation Patriarch, my disciple asked for divination and asked God to reveal his spirit."
"I know the murderer, but I have no evidence. May I ask, Patriarch, where can I find it?"
She spoke.
Hold the wooden bucket and shake the magic lotus.
But the spirit lottery did not fall for a long time.
Just as Mo Qian increased his strength and continued shaking.
The magic sign didn't move.
The seventeen tablets in front of him suddenly fell down, with the words facing up, lying on the table.
Gu Shaoting frowned, confused, "What does this mean?"
Mo Qian blinked.
After thinking for a long time, he raised his head in confusion and said, "My ancestors always seemed to just rely on their words and no evidence."
Everyone, "..."
Metaphysics is used to solve cases and people can be arrested at will...
