Miyun Buyu

"According to my divination, you'll die in three days," Lu Miao said.

"Thank goodness. I'm so done with life," Mr. Gu said.

He then started looking for a Fengshui master to assist him with his cemetery search.

Lu Miao extended her hand. "Hang on. I'm an expert in this. Don't give the job to someone else."

Three days went by, and three more after that. Mr. Gu was getting restless. "When exactly will I die?"

"Don't rush. It'll happen very soon!" Lu Miao replied.

Three months went by. Mr. Gu was still alive and well. With a red glow in his eyes, he forced Lu Miao into a corner. "Miao, you saved my life. You have to take up this responsibility toward me."

For some unknown reason, the top-notch metaphysics bigshot, Lu Miao, transmigrated into the body of a child with parents who didn't love her. She even had a fiance who would soon die.

Her parents looked forward to her death, and her siblings all hated her. Everyone in the city waited for her to make a fool of herself.

Lu Miao held a talisman in her left hand and a Fengshui wheel in her right. Business only kept getting better.

Bigshots from various walks of life showed up at her door. "How much do you need for the wedding gift? We're willing to pay ten times that amount."

"Get lost," Lu Miao's siblings uttered.

"Thanks for the offer, but she's already married," Mr. Gu said.

Bigshot Gives in to His Wife Again

But Team Leader Chen shook his head with a solemn expression. "I'll go find the young master and contact that master."

The temple was filled with an overwhelming demonic aura, and even with the multitude of talismans, they seemed to have little effect. The situation was far more severe than he had anticipated.

With his current level of cultivation, he had no means of resolving it on his own.

Upon hearing this, Director Han anxiously glanced outside. "Is it still possible to find that master now?"

"There shouldn't be a problem. I've met that master before, and they're currently in Luo City," Team Leader Chen replied.

That was also why he dared to come alone. Even if he couldn't resolve the issue, there were people he could rely on.

He quickly dialed a number on his phone, but it was immediately hung up, indicating that the person was busy.

Team Leader Chen had to resort to sending a text message, briefly explaining the urgent situation.

Slapping His Face