[Emperor Ghost who is delicate and frail and loves health care]
In the summer when she was thirteen years old, Lin Xiao had a dream.
In the dream, there was a bright spring scene. In the ancient pavilion, there was someone wearing a green robe, holding a long ebony fan, and opened the bamboo curtain.
The next day, she found the long fan in the hill behind her hometown.
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Rumor has it that in a pedestrian street in Yunji Market recently, there was a female gentleman who was an accurate fortune teller. She had amazing abilities, telling fortunes and fighting ghosts.
She found the bones of missing children, collected evidence for a woman who died of domestic violence, connected lovers separated by Yin and Yang, and fulfilled their last wishes for ghosts.
However, it can be considered as a man cheating on his wife, then exposing it in person, fanning the flames and asking his wife to beat the man violently with his mistress...
Which aspect to look at depends entirely on her mood.
How much she charges depends entirely on her mood.
Some people were curious and asked her how she could set up a stall with such ability.
The female gentleman rubbed the corners of her eyes: In order to make money, she built the grave of her fragile late husband.
A wealthy family wanted to hire her as their personal Feng Shui master, but when they went there, the female gentleman was no longer there.
I heard that the winter vacation is over and I am going to college.
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Later, Cheng Yuan crossed his arms and asked, "What does deceased husband mean?"
Lin Xiao looked at him innocently: "Are you dead?"
Cheng Yuan: "..."
Lin Xiao: "Are you my husband?"
Cheng Yuan: "..."
Lin Xiao spread her hands: "A dead husband is a deceased husband."
Intention: I still have to be a good person.