Jiang Mian grew up in the Taoist temple until he was eighteen years old, before he was taken back to the He family.
It was raining heavily that day, and she was dragging a mahogany box with peeling paint. What was in the box was not luggage, but the compass passed down to her by her master, the Five Emperors' Money, and a stack of painted yellow talismans. The biological mother stood in the entrance hall, her eyes swept over her white washed Taoist robe, and said with a smile: "Now that you are back, you should put away those strange things and don't teach your sister bad things."
The fake daughter He Chuchu who had taken her place was wearing a high-end nightgown, with the mutton-fat jade bracelet wrapped around her wrist that she should have worn since birth.
At first, no one took Jiang Mian seriously.
Until the old man of the He family suddenly suffered from a strange illness, and the famous doctors were helpless, Jiang Mian stood in front of the hospital bed and suddenly said: "The old man is not ill, but someone has borrowed his life. The person who borrowed his life is among the first three rows of guests. He wears jade earrings and has a mole under his eyes."
There was an uproar. He Chuchu's hand wearing the jade earrings shook so much that he dropped the tea cup.
Later, Jiang Mian opened a fortune-telling live broadcast room. The barrage was full of ridicule at first, until she sighed at a certain top star: "Don't take the Coastal Expressway at 11 o'clock tonight." The hot search exploded that night - the top nanny car had a tire, and it was exactly 11 o'clock, the entrance to the Coastal Expressway.
The whole Internet begged Master Jiang for guidance.
