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

Just as he was about to follow, he was suddenly blocked by a figure.

Ji Nanchen looked up and saw Gu Shiyan's murderous gaze sweeping across him.

He was speechless. What did he do? Mr Gu looked like he wanted to kill him.

Gu Shiyan walked past him with a dark face and followed Lu Miao into the alley.

Lu Miao walked to the middle of the alley and took out a small white jade brush from her bracelet. She waved it in the air and drew in all directions.

As she stopped waving the brush, patterns made of golden light appeared around them.

Lu Miao put away the brush and formed a seal with both hands in front of her. Her hands moved faster and faster, and the golden pattern around her grew longer with the wind. In the end, it seemed to have transformed into an inescapable net that enveloped the entire alley.

Chapter 309