Someone behind me

aw a bloody humanoid figure lying there, every muscle clearly visible. If it weren't for the pungent smell of blood, I would have thought it was an anatomy model from a medical school.And on the top o...Shen Qingrui was somewhat angry but dared not speak out. Last time, if it wasn't for Qingluan sneaking out to save her, she would have been in danger of losing her life. In the end, Qingluan went to plead with Quan Heng, and Quan Heng helped plead for mercy, so Jiang Qiyun saved Shen Qingrui's life.

This is Jiang Qiyun's compassion, and also Shen Qingrui's stubborn attachment that hinders her enlightenment.

She was originally a plant with only one spirit and not much intelligence. After being reborn as a human, she acquired three souls and seven spirits, and also developed seven emotions and six desires. As the mistress of the Shen family, her reputation in the circle was widely known for her skill in Kun Dao. Her temper had also been spoiled over time.

Just like my brother said to Old Madam Shen, her temper was spoiled by all of you.

However, now I am not afraid of her anymore. Whether it's Taoism or psychological factors, they are all much higher than hers. I always feel that it's a bit beneath me to argue with her.

The word "ranking" is indeed important, as it at least gives oneself a psychological advantage.

I am Jiang Qiyun's wife and the mother of Yu Gui and You Nan. To protect myself and my children, I must be strong.

At the end of the gathering that day, Old Madam Shen was carried back to her room to rest. Her eyes were somewhat dazed, and she muttered incoherently.

Mr. Zhou stood up and said to us, “You guys go back first. She’s been busy and worked hard her whole life. Let her have some peace and quiet during these last few days. I’ll keep her company… If you need the head of the family to preside over important matters, we will send someone to ask.”

He looked somewhat sorrowful, and we took one last look at Old Mrs. Shen before leaving the room.

Before we left, Old Madam Shen's assistant, a Kun Dao surnamed Qi, handed me a file bag. "This is the recent commission. Originally, Old Madam intended to have Shen Qingrui handle it, but she hasn't been feeling well lately... This is a list of disciples. If the acting head needs to cultivate successors, they can also name a disciple to do something. We are all at your disposal. And this is the Shen family's assets catalog and ledger."

It turns out that the head of the household has so much to do, dealing with outsiders, assigning tasks, checking on disciples' cultivation, auditing accounts... many things require the head of the household to make decisions.

I was looking through these documents and shaking my head, "I don't think Shen Qingrui is fit to be the head of the family. She can get things done, but she definitely can't manage. When I scolded her just now, several of her peers were gleefully smirking, which shows that she isn't very likable in general."

My brother snorted. "She just deserves it! I'm still holding a grudge! Don't let me catch her!"

I was looking through the ledger and chuckled, “Alright, getting back at her is one thing, but squeezing every penny out of her is another. The look on her face, furious yet too afraid to speak up, was quite amusing. Leaving her to continue working for the Shen family seems like a good idea.”

My brother held my head, and looked down at me.

"Xiao Qiao, you're being so cunning now~~" my brother said with a smirk. "Being spoiled by your husband has turned you evil."

"No way!" I wrenched myself from his grasp.

This is just the beginning! I didn't mean any harm, I just wanted to set her straight.

The commission Shen Family gave was a famous real estate developer in the province. They went to the mountains to develop a hot spring resort town, which might have disrupted the local feng shui and unearthed something they shouldn't have touched. Then, coincidentally, it happened right at the time when the magical gates between the yin and yang realms were about to be cut off.

So it attracted a lot of ghosts, making the huge construction site almost like a ghost town.

I'm especially resistant to leaving home right now to deal with things because I have to leave my two babies. I always feel guilty about it, even if I only go for a night, I worry constantly.

My brother patted the file folder and said, "Three million, Xiao Qiao, this is no small sum. Even if we pay three percent to the Shen family's treasury according to the rules, we would still have a lot left in our hands. It could be used as seed capital."

Starting capital

I smiled at my brother, and he smiled back. "We're thinking the same thing," he said, "but we can't rush into this. There are a lot of procedures to go through, so let's take it slow."

I smiled and continued to browse the documents. I thought the client was the president of this group, a name often heard in the news, but upon closer inspection, it was someone else.

"Must be a rich second generation This was probably made for his son, but the rich second generation doesn't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, touching something he shouldn't have." My brother leaned over to me and looked together.

"What should we do Should we go now" I asked my brother.

My brother glanced at the calendar on his phone: "We can only go early and come back early. In a few days, it will be our little ancestor's full moon wine. I have notified everyone from Mu's family, and the banquet hall has also been booked. Let's finish our business quickly and go back to prepare."

With the two little ones at home now, everything revolves around them.

To save time, I had the Shen family's car take my father, grandmother, and the two little ones back. My brother and I drove straight to the mountains.

Along the way, I saw that the terrain wasn't very good. When we went to the Ghost Market's West Gate before, we passed a desolate and terrifying unfinished building. That place was also a resort project, but it was all abandoned in the end.

"Resort places are usually deserted and lifeless, with no energy. During peak season, they become overcrowded and the energy becomes chaotic... So, it's crucial to pay attention to feng shui during architectural design. If you encounter incompetent fools messing things up, it can easily lead to ruin and decay, becoming a dilapidated project left to fester." My brother drove into the mountains.

This road was built for this large-scale project, and the surrounding infrastructure has already been laid.

But all along the way, we didn't see any vehicles or pedestrians. My brother gloomily said, "Could it be that everyone has already left Then who would we look for Little Qiao, call and ask around."

"Oh..." I pulled out my phone and dialed the contact on the information.

The contact person's name is Qiu Zhanming, he should be the second son of a real estate developer. He answered the phone call quickly, but his voice sounded strange.

"Hey, hey... I'm busy right now!" The voice on the other end was trembling. Before I could say anything, I was hung up on.

My brother looked at me: "What's up"

"He said he's busy and couldn't answer the call right now, his voice was shaking, and I could faintly hear a screeching sound… like brakes" I frowned at my phone.

As soon as these words left his mouth, a faint rumbling sound echoed from the depths of the mountain pass ahead.

That was the sound of a showy sports car engine getting closer and closer, and out of the valley came a red Ferrari.

That car was obviously driving recklessly. When it suddenly saw our car, the other driver frantically swerved to avoid us. My brother narrowly avoided a collision.

A red Ferrari skidded for several meters before hitting the mountain wall with its rear end, finally coming to a stop.

My brother angrily cursed, grabbed his electric baton and went downstairs: "Do you want to die by pretending to be injured—"e some water” I licked my parched lips.The little girl with double buns patted her head: "Almost forgot! The grown-up said, as soon as you wake up, give water quickly!"She turned to fetch a clay mug....