My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

After Wang Xiaoke finished dealing with company matters, he went straight home for dinner.

Xie Yuncheng has woken up, and Chen Hui has returned home with peace of mind.

"How is grandpa now? Is he feeling unwell?"

Chen Hui sat at the dining table, smiled and shook her head: "Your grandpa has woken up."

"I just lack energy and spirit. I guess I need to recuperate for a few days."

"Thanks to Xiao Ke, otherwise your grandpa would be in danger if he was possessed by the evil spirit."

When Chen Hui thought back on it, it still seemed a little unbelievable.

She doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but there are indeed some things that are difficult to explain...

"By the way, Xiao Ke, your grandpa asked me to show you this."

Chen Hui took out the brocade box and opened it to reveal a gray bead.

The surface is simple and old, with black spots as big as rice grains inside, giving off a faint chill.

"This is the bead your grandfather bought at a premium in the antique market."

"He said it was open."

“Although I can’t tell the material, the patina looks quite old.”

Wang Yingying clicked her tongue, took it and looked at it carefully.

"What the hell is this? It has such a strong evil aura."

Wang Xiaoke frowned, took it and spread it in his palm.

"A broken spiritual weapon should be able to contain the resentment of ghosts."

"It's similar to the Blood Demon's magic banner, but the grade is too low."

"This bead is tainted with evil spirits and is not suitable for collection. Let me destroy it."

He also didn't expect that his grandfather could buy such a thing.

No wonder that person wanted to kill, he must want to use it to store ghosts and evil spirits.

But Xie Yuncheng showed up halfway, bought it and returned to China.

"Ghost? Are there really ghosts?" Wang Siqi opened her red lips.

"Of course, it's just rare. Do you want to see it, sis?"

"How about I catch one for you?"

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly waved her hand.

"Forget it, brother. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat. Ahem..."

Wang Yuehao smiled cheerfully: "My son is really amazing now."

"You can even catch ghosts, that's amazing, hahahaha."

"Sure enough, the son I gave birth to is the best among men."

Chen Hui glanced at him and said, "Be more restrained. Look at what you are capable of."

"When you were Xiao Ke's age, you were still a rookie."

Wang Yuehao smiled awkwardly: "The disciple is better than the master."

"My baby son is amazing, and it makes me proud as a father!"

Wang Wenya narrowed her eyes and turned to look at her brother.

"Feng Ling is not at home, what did you send him to do?"

"Oh, she's going to Burma and will be back later."

Wang Xiaoke thought that with Feng Ling's speed, he should have arrived by now.

"If he dares to hurt my family, he must be punished."

Wang Wenya curled her lips: "It's good for my younger brother to grow up."

"Everyone is protected by you. It's different from when we were kids."

"Yeah, my love for Xiao Ke is not in vain. Now I feel very safe."

Wang Xinru raised her peach blossom eyes and spoke with a smile.

"How's things going at your company? The crew is getting ready to start filming."

"I'm the heroine this time, and I'll have a love scene with you."

Wang Xiaoke held the straw in his mouth and took a sip of the carbonated drink.

"Sister...otherwise you don't have to participate."

"If everyone knew our relationship, it would definitely be a distraction."

Wang Xinru puffed up her cheeks: "Come on, I'm the queen of the screen..."

“Many people want to work with me but they don’t have the chance.”

"But you're my biological sister, how can you get involved in a love scene?"

Wang Xiaoke helplessly spread his hands: "Besides, this kind of drama is not worthy of my sister's status."

Wang Xinru slammed the table and asked, "Do you want to cooperate with another woman?"

"You're still watching beauties on the set, afraid that I'll affect you."

"How can there be..."

"My seven sisters are good-tempered and beautiful, why should I look at others?"

Wang Xinru was so delighted by the praise that she said nothing more.

"Seven sisters have good tempers?" Wang Yingying was a little confused: "Why are there only seven..."

"..."

"Wang Xiaoke, your skin is itchy again!"

Wang Xiaoke took a sip of the drink and almost choked.

"Third sister, you must have heard me wrong. I meant all the sisters."

Wang Yingying put one foot on the stool, lifted his chin, and smiled beautifully and kindly.

"Sister, do I have a bad temper? I'll give you a chance to organize your words."

Wang Xiaoke immediately shook his head: "Third sister has the best temper."

"You are a real beauty. If you make your debut, you will definitely be the goddess of the whole nation!"

Wang Xinru raised the corner of her mouth and almost froze it.

"As expected of a young actor, he doesn't even show any emotion when lying."

Wang Yingying glared at him: "Get out of here, how could my brother lie?"

"If I debut in the entertainment industry, you won't have anything to do with me."

Everyone laughed and said nothing.

After finishing the meal, Wang Xiaoke returned to his room and prepared to meditate.

I didn't expect that my elder sister, who is always busy and taciturn at home, would walk in.

"Xiao Ke, how is your entertainment company running?"

"Do you need any help?"

Wang Zhiqiu's face was as cold as the frost in December, but his eyes were warm and doting.

In her eyes, no matter how old her brother is, he is still her own child.

As long as she can help, she will do her best to help.

“No need.” Wang Xiaoke smiled: “Xiao Liu took good care of it for me.”

"Then I'll invest some money in you. The capital chain is very important to the company."

"Especially in this circle, you can't survive without money."

Wang Zhiqiu is a typical person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, although it is not obvious on the surface.

I have been paying attention to my brother's affairs secretly.

She earns a lot of money and has low material desires, so she can never spend it all.

She would be happy to hand over all her assets if her brother was willing.

"I will contact my assistant tomorrow. In addition to the funding, he will push all the related business cooperation to you."

The breeze blew through the window, ruffling Wang Zhiqiu's hair.

The blonde hair undulates in waves.

The noble face looks sacred and cold under the orange light.

"go to bed early."

Wang Xiaoke saw that she was about to leave and wanted to thank her but didn't say it out loud.

Saying thank you would seem awkward, so I might as well just curry favor with him.

The night is getting darker.

Feng Ling came to Myanmar alone, dressed in black, almost blending into the night.

She followed the soul mark and found the park hidden in the mountains.

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Lightning flashed across the night sky and a light rain fell.

The two old men sat cross-legged on cushions with their eyes closed in meditation.

The room enshrines an evil god and looks ferocious.

"Ahem...damn thing, it can actually kill my little ghost!"

"He has caused my soul to be damaged. I cannot relieve the hatred in my heart unless I kill him!"

The skinny old man had a pale face and dark, deep eye sockets.

"Don't be anxious, second brother." The old man next to him said.

"Since he can kill the evil spirit, that person must have some skills."

"After we investigate thoroughly, you and I will try to get revenge."

The skinny old man snorted, and just as he was about to speak, the window shattered.

"Revenge? I'm afraid you won't have that chance."

The two old men stood up suddenly and looked out the window vigilantly.

I saw a woman wearing a black robe, holding a black spear, with deep and cold eyes.

When rain fell on her, she took the initiative to avoid it.

A terrifying murderous aura filled the hearts of the two men.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?!"

"kill you."

Feng Ling curled up a bloodthirsty smile, flicked his wrist, and shot the man to the gun.

"what!!"

The skinny old man almost fainted from the pain, and his teeth were chattering.

"Brother, kill her."

The old man next to him waved his robe, and more than a dozen red jars in the room exploded.

All kinds of evil spirits jumped out, twisting their limbs and looking at Feng Ling.

The old man made up his mind and smashed the three black jars in the center.

Suddenly, a terrifying ghost aura spread out, and three hideous ghosts appeared.

"Heh~ A few little ghosts, three ghost kings, it seems they have done a lot of evil."

Having stayed in the Divine Court for so long, Feng Ling is no pushover.

In a few minutes, all the evil spirits were gone.

Feng Ling wiped off the blood from the tip of the gun, and the house collapsed to bury the two people.

After completing her mission, she left Myanmar and headed for Kyoto.

……