C447 A Dead Man
Now even Mu Jing had some issues with her. He felt that she had been dragging him down recently. She wanted to harm him, but she could not. She kept asking him to help her clean up the mess, and Mu Chuchen took away a lot of money.
Mu Xiaohuan curled her lips. "I'm not stupid. My sister is not smart either. She only has a better life than me and married a good husband. She can only do whatever she wants with a husband as her backing."
She felt that she was much smarter than Mu Chuchen.
It was just that her life was not good enough.
"Same father and mother have different lives." Su Liu said.
Mu Xiaohuan said discontentedly, "Second Uncle, do you think I am not as good as Mu Chuchen?"
Second Brother Su was stunned for a moment, then he quickly smiled and said, "How could that be? In Second Uncle's eyes, Xiaohuan is the best. In the future, we Xiaohuan will definitely become the noblest woman in Jin City. At that time, we must give second uncle a hand."
Only then did Mu Xiaohuan laugh.
Su Shu was too lazy to destroy her daughter's ambition to bolster Chuchen's prestige. As long as Mu Chuchen did not seek death, actually, she was very smart. Of course, Mu Chuchen had a shrewd husband like Ye Junhao. Others might not be able to see her intelligence but she did everything well. Others would think that Ye Junhao was helping her.
In front of her own family, Su Shu contacted that master and sent Mu Chuchen's birth dates to that master. She asked the master to calculate if Mu Chuchen was possessed by a ghost or not.
After a while, the master replied to her.
"Mom, how is it?"
Seeing her mother's expression change, Mu Xiaohuan nervously asked, "What did the master say? Is my sister possessed by demons and devils?"
Su Shu showed her daughter Master's reply.
Mu Xiaohuan took her mother's phone and saw that the Master's reply was very short: A dead person.
Mu Xiaohuan's hand trembled and almost threw her mother's phone away.
A dead person?
That meant Mu Chuchen was already dead?
Then, was this Mu Chuchen a ghost or was her body really occupied by a wandering ghost?
However, other than not seeking death, Mu Chuchen was very normal in other aspects. She did not look like a ghost.
"Mom, ask Master again. What's wrong with my sister now?"
Su Shu nodded and took back her phone to call the master. After the master answered the phone, Su Shu asked the master about her confusion.
The master was silent for a long time and said, "The person you gave me is a dead person, but she is still alive. I looked at her life disk again, but it was foggy and I could not see her life disk clearly. I have been in this industry for so many years, but this is the first time I have encountered such a strange thing. Please forgive me for not being able to help you."
After a pause, the master kindly said, "Those who were originally dead are still alive, so they must be blessed. You don't have to mind. Just let nature take its course. This is the arrangement of the heavens. It has its own reasons. We are humans, and humans are difficult to defy the heavens. If we defy the heavens, we will be struck by lightning and suffer a backlash. "
Su Shu hurriedly asked, "Master, was she really not possessed by a wandering ghost?"
"I can't tell."
"Then, why is it like this? "
The master said apologetically: "I don't know either, maybe my cultivation is too shallow, so I can't tell. You guys can ask someone else for help."
After saying that, the master quickly hung up.
Su Shu wanted to call again, but the Great Master had already blacklisted her number and could not send her WeChat. Even WeChat had been blacklisted.
The master's reaction made Su Shu uneasy.2
"Mom, is the master not going to answer the phone?"
Mu Xiaohuan also panicked.
Su Da and Su Er's expressions were also grave.
"Where did this ghost come from? That master is a swindler. When he found out that our money is not easy to swindle, he spoke nonsense and scared us. Then, he blacklisted me."
Su Shu quickly returned to normal. While framing that the master was a swindler, she calmly placed her phone on the coffee table.
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