Lu Miao: “I counted, you will die in three days.”
Gu Erye: “With your good words, I’ve lived enough.”
Turn around and find a dragon in the feng shui cemetery.
Lu Miao stretched out her hand, “Wait a minute, I am familiar with this business, and the fat and water will not flow into the field of outsiders.”
Three days and three days later, Gu Erye was in a hurry, “When will I die?”
Lu Miao, “Don’t worry, right now!”
Three months later, Gu Erye was alive and well, his face flushed and he squeezed people into the corner, “Miao Miao, you saved my life, you must be responsible to me.”
Lu Miao, a top metaphysicist, somehow transmigrated into a poor little boy who didn’t love his father or mother, and he even gave him a dying fiancé as a gift.
Her parents expected her to die, her brothers and sisters in the Gu family hated her, and everyone in the city was waiting to see her laugh.
Lu Miao has a talisman in her left hand and Feng Shui in her right hand, playing with Feng Shui.
Big shots from all walks of life came to the door one after another, “We are willing to pay ten times as much as the Gu family’s bride price.”
Brother and sister of the Gu family, “Get lost.”
Gu Erye, “Thank you for the invitation, I have received the certificate.”
