cry!The seven brothers and the rough man are all vying to spoil me

This is the first time I met my peers after coming to this world.

Song Mengya was faintly excited. In her previous life, when she founded Xuanmen, she also met many colleagues.

But at that time, most of the metaphysics had been lost. If it weren't for the master, she would not have succeeded.

What kind of Taoism has developed in this world?She was quite curious.

In Master Shen's case, it is almost certain that someone has cursed him.

Just what curse?

Song Mengya recalled Master Shen's situation, and there were probably three guesses in his mind, and he just hoped it wasn't the last one.

For dinner, Shen Zelan prepared a sumptuous meal. Although she didn't have much appetite, she couldn't neglect the guests.

After eating, she sent Song Mengya back to her room.

"Girl Germination, my father's situation..." Shen Zelan couldn't stop crying when she thought of Master Shen's situation.

"Miss Shen, don't worry, I will try my best." Song Mengya comforted softly.

She asked Shen Zelan again, "Is your divorce with Mr. Lin going well?"

"En." Shen Zelan nodded, and added a little dumbfounded, "Mr. Lin thanked me for this."

She wiped her tears with a handkerchief, with a sad face, "He said that he was also forced by his family. If I hadn't offered to withdraw the marriage, he would have been forced to marry me."

Song Mengya nodded, but his expression was thoughtful.

Shen Zelan immediately guessed something, "Miss Germination, are you suspicious of Mr. Lin?"

"It's not doubtful, it's just that when this happens, we have to find out who will attack." Song Mengya twitched his lips.

Shen Zelan frowned and thought about it, then shook her head, "Mr. Lin probably won't."

"So, Mr. Lin should be married to his sweetheart?" Song Mengya asked suddenly.

"This..." Shen Zelan shook her head, "I don't know, my father fell ill a few days after we divorced, and I don't care about it."

"However, I think it should be about the same." A look of sadness appeared on her face, obviously she hadn't completely let go of Lin Zhengfan in her heart.

"En." Song Mengya added, "Tomorrow, Ms. Shen should find someone to inquire about it."

Shen Zelan was surprised, "Miss Germination really doubts Mr. Lin? I don't think so."

Song Mengya twitched the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Zhui'er behind Shen Zelan.

"Miss Germination has never met Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin was very grateful when our lady went to retire that day. He should not do anything harmful to the Shen family."

Song Mengya glanced at Zhui'er, and his face was slightly displeased.

Since he asked her to come here, but pushed back and forth on her arrangement, it would be difficult to handle this matter if it went on like this.

She stood up and said in a deep voice, "Miss Shen, there is a rule in our Taoist sect. When entering the mansion to handle affairs, the master must give all his trust and do his best to cooperate. If Miss Shen has always had this attitude, then it is better to let me do it as soon as possible. go back."

Shen Zelan didn't expect Song Mengya to look at Ruanmeng and be cute, but to act so tough, so she immediately grabbed the opponent's hand.

"Miss Germination, don't get me wrong, of course I trust you, don't worry, I'll let someone inquire tomorrow."

She glanced back at Zhui'er who was puffed up, "Do you remember? Send someone there tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Miss." Zhui'er's tone was obviously very dissatisfied.

She watched Song Mengya sit down again, and snorted unconvinced, "Xuanmen? Which Xuanmen did Miss Mengya come from?"

"Chui'er, don't be rude!" Shen Zelan scolded her in a low voice.

Song Mengya asked curiously, "Which Xuanmen does Miss Zhui'er know?"

"I'm not a Taoist disciple, I don't know." Zhui'er turned her head and didn't speak.

Song Mengya ignored her, and asked Shen Zelan, "Who has the Shen family offended recently? For example, in business?"

Shen Zelan thought for a while, then shook her head.

"Okay, Miss Shen will go back tonight and think about it carefully, and let me know what comes to mind." Song Mengya got up to see off the guests.

After Shen Zelan and others left, Shen Yinshan came over.

"Do you have a clue?" Seeing that Song Mengya was frowning, he asked with concern.

"Let's wait and see when tonight is ugly." Song Mengya glanced at the dark night outside, thinking that he would get up soon, so he asked Shen Yinshan to go back to rest early.

She didn't forget to tell Shen Yinshan, "You have a good rest, you don't need to get up when you are ugly, I can handle it myself."

"Okay." Shen Yinshan hesitated for a moment before turning around to open the door and leave.

Song Mengya looked at the generous figure of the man, and suddenly said, "Thank you."

Such a long time of companionship and protection, of course, cannot be offset by a thank you, but now, apart from thank you, she doesn't know what to say.

"It's okay." Shen Yinshan pushed open the door and strode away.

Song Mengya simply tidied up and went to sleep.

There was no alarm clock at this time, and she didn't sleep well, for fear that she would miss the hour.

However, when she was in a daze of sleep, she suddenly heard a slight sound from outside.

Song Mengya woke up suddenly, and it turned out that the time had come.

She almost overslept.

She simply put on some clothes and went out, looking in the direction of Master Shen's room.

After looking at it for a while and confirming that there is no problem, I am ready to go back.

Song Mengya thought of the sound that woke him up just now, so he subconsciously glanced at Shen Yinshan's room, and saw a faint figure on the window, this man really woke up.

Or...he hasn't slept all this time?

Song Mengya felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, he opened the door absent-mindedly and went back.

Lying on the bed, she sorted out the situation in front of her.

Now it seems that Master Shen was not cursed with an ugly time.

As far as Song Mengya knew, there was a curse that could only be cast when one was ugly, and the symptoms of a successful curse were similar to those of Master Shen now.

The person who casts the curse needs to get the opponent's horoscope and blood, write the horoscope on paper, then put it into the tied straw figurine, and finally drip the blood on it, and recite the spell when it is ugly.

With this kind of spell, the caster is the quietest when he is ugly, but the resentment around him is also the strongest.

Song Mengya had just observed that Master Shen's room was normal, so the possibility of being cursed when he was ugly could be ruled out.

There are two possibilities left.

Song Mengya yawned and fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, she saw a faint shadow on her window, that shadow seemed to be silently guarding her all the time.

She soon fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Song Mengya went to find Shen Zelan after getting up.

"Miss Shen, please order everyone to gather in the front yard."

"Ah? Assemble?" Shen Zelan didn't expect Song Mengya to move so quickly, "Now? Do you want to wait for breakfast?"

"It's now, Miss Shen, please give the order immediately." Song Mengya's tone was beyond doubt.