Supernatural rebirth: genius girl fortune teller

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"Sister, I want to possess it, help me."

Xiaoqian suddenly shouted.

"What? You want to possess someone?" Yang Zimei asked in surprise.

"Well, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It doesn't have a fetal spirit, and I don't have a physical body. It's just right." Xiao Qian said excitedly, "Hurry up and free me from the jade."

"good!"

Yang Zimei didn't think much about it, because it was very inconvenient for her to carry Xiao Qian's soul with her like this, so she might as well let it become a normal person.

Yang Zimei chanted a spell and sent Xiao Qian's soul from the jade statue to the baby.

Xiao Qian's soul quickly merged with the baby's body.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

Several clear and loud cries rang out, and the baby's hands and feet kept dancing. The pair of eyes that were originally as gray and hollow became lively and lively, blinking and looking at Yang Zimei with her familiar cunning.

Yang Zimei walked over, stretched out her hand to remove the baby's afterbirth, cut off the umbilical cord, washed the head and body with hot water, and then wrapped it up.

"elder sister--"

The baby suddenly cried out.

Although this was the first time Yang Zimei heard Xiao Qian's voice, she could still recognize it quickly.

Seeing that the newborn baby suddenly started talking, Aunt Li on the side yelled "monster", rolled her eyes, and fainted.

"Xiao Qian, please don't make a sound to scare people. Otherwise, they will treat you as a monster and send you to be studied. That would be terrible."

Yang Zimei patted Xiao Qian's body gently and said.

"Okay, I'll just keep pretending to be a baby."

Xiao Qian blinked and said.

Yang Zimei looked at the blood-red placenta on the side. Because Xiaoqian was attached to the baby's body, it had lost the legendary significance of the Yin-Yang Purple River Car.

In order for Xiaoqian's physical body to grow healthily, she asked Sadako to bury the placenta under a big tree outside to help Xiaoqian nourish the vitality of heaven and earth.

At this time, the door slammed open.

Yuqing walked in anxiously, looked at the baby in Yang Zimei's arms, and asked, "Is this the Yin Yang Zihe Car?"

Yang Zimei hugged Xiao Qian tightly, shook his head and said to the master: "There is no Yin Yang Zihe chariot anymore, Xiao Qian has attached his soul to it, and now it is just an ordinary baby body."

Yuqing's always kind and gentle face sank, and she scolded: "Niuniu, why don't you listen to Master? I have clearly said that this Yin Yang Zihe Car is very important. I will handle it. How can you handle it on your own like this?

?I’m so disappointed.”

Looking at the master's slightly unfamiliar face and scolding tone, Yang Zi's eyebrows turned red and he felt aggrieved, "The situation was critical at that time. The mother's body was about to burst. If it was not taken out by caesarean section in time, Li Xiaoming would die. Moreover, this is also

Xiao Qian has found a golden opportunity to attach himself to a physical body, so what’s the importance of the Yin Yang Zi He Chariot?”

"What death? What Xiaoqian? Nothing can compare to the Yin Yang Zihe Chariot. It is a carrier that can communicate with the underworld. Why are you so stupid? You really fail more than you succeed!"

Yuqing scolded angrily.

Yang Zimei looked at Yuqing's slightly distorted face in astonishment, feeling as if his heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley.

Is this... the master who has always been compassionate?

Is this still the master who has always cared for me so much?

Why does it seem like he has changed into a different person?

"Master, are you still my master?"

Yang Zimei blurted out.

Yuqing was slightly stunned, and her expression quickly returned to her previous calm and loving look.

"Silly Niuniu, why am I not your master anymore?" Yuqing reached out and touched her hair and said, "Master was anxious for a while and talked nonsense."

Is it nonsense?

Yang Zimei looked at Yuqing. Although his face was still the same, it felt a bit strange.

Is this my own illusion?

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