The Real Heiress Returns to Her Village to Tell Fortunes, and the Whole Rich Family Breaks Down

#Period setting #Metaphysics #Real and fake heiresses #Satisfying read #Strong leads #Scientific ghost-hunting “Take these five hundred yuan and get back to the countryside! A hillbilly as shabby as you isn’t fit to carry your little sister’s shoes!” On the third day after being reunited with her wealthy family, Jiang Yaoguang was tossed back into the poor mountain village like garbage by her biological parents, just to make room for the fake heiress. Jiang Yaoguang clutched the severance agreement and smiled. She was a master of the Mystic Sect and could tell at a glance that the Jiang family’s fortunes were running out. “Fine, I don’t want your rich family anyway. But here’s a parting fortune for you: within three days, your family will be ruined and your lives destroyed. Don’t come begging me for help.” Back in the village, everyone laughed at her for being a reject sent back home. But who could have guessed... The village secretary’s son got possessed and came back from the dead? Jiang Yaoguang whipped out a high school physics textbook. “Don’t panic, everyone. This is a nervous spasm caused by methane poisoning. Just stick on a ‘medicated patch’ and he’ll be fine!” One slap later, the vengeful ghost shrieked and fled, while Gangzi sprang back to life, full of energy. A thousand-year-old tomb opened and a zombie came crawling out? Jiang Yaoguang calmly explained through a megaphone, “This is muscle hardening caused by an anaerobic bacterial infection. It’s afraid of fire. That’s basic chemistry!” Then she summoned a bolt of heavenly lightning, and the zombie turned to ash on the spot. From then on, the legend of “Master Jiang” spread throughout the surrounding towns and villages, and even among the powerful circles of the capital. Only this master had an unusual style: she hunted ghosts without a peachwood sword and talked about quantum mechanics at every turn. Others read feng shui. I can see the dark aura over your brow. In the 1980s, a metaphysical powerhouse teaches people a lesson with “science”!