Ruan Xia reminded softly again.

"It's best to cross out your names from the family tree, so that the fate of the Yang family has nothing to do with you."

Yang Ting understood what she meant.

She moved her fingers and found that she could move when she returned to the place where she drank the talisman water.

"You can get a divorce. I have only one request."

Mr. Yang looked at Yang Ting, his lips trembling with anger.

"You even made a request. How dare you make such a request!"

Yang Ting stared at the genealogy on the desk, her tone extremely cold.

"Since we, mother and daughter, are going to be kicked out, then our names should be crossed out from the family tree. Whether the Yang family prospers or declines in the future, it has nothing to do with us."

Mr. Yang was so angry that his body was shaking.

"Okay, since you said so, I will treat you as my granddaughter from now on!"

Mr. Yang angrily picked up the family tree, and Ruan Xia quickly handed over the pen and ink he had prepared in advance.

Mr. Yang didn't think too much. He took it and marked twice on the family tree.

"From now on, our Yang family has nothing to do with you!"

Yang Ting still held the soul-inducing candle in her hand, and she didn't shed a single tear.

"Ting'er, are you okay? Mom will take you home."

Ruan Xia swiped his finger in front of the Yang family, and the flames were immediately extinguished, and a smelly black smoke rose up.

After saying that, he picked up the candle and threw it away.

"The ritual has been broken. It's useless for you to change someone else."

Mr. Yang was so angry that his whole body began to tremble.

"you……"

He pointed at Ruan Xia, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

"What are you doing? Do you still think that the master can really change your luck? Don't be too fanciful. If changing your luck was so easy, this world should be full of wealthy families. It's your turn to be the Yang family?"

"If you don't believe me, go try it yourself and see if the Yang family will prosper?"

After saying that, Ruan Xia untied the red rope on the rooster and handed the other end to Yang Ting's hand.

"Don't throw away this red string. Find a red cloth bag to put it in."

The big rooster raised his comb as if waiting for praise.

Ruan Xia opened the pocket on his back.

"Come in, great hero, you are so powerful that I have to keep you."

Just as she was about to put the tied bag back on her back, a pair of white hands took it first.

"I come."

Mo Tingye was carrying the cloth bag very unharmoniously.

The other hand held her shoulder and walked steadily down the mountain.

"Are you tired?"

Mo Tingye was so strong that he could almost lift her up. Ruan Xia leaned on him with most of her body.

"I'm not tired. I don't dare to use my spiritual power too much now. The injury last time hasn't fully healed yet."

Mo Tingye's hand holding her trembled.

"Then you were using Qinggong just now. Leave it to me to do this next time."

Ruan Xia laughed softly, "It doesn't matter, I discovered something incredible during this trip."

Mo Tingye turned his head to look at her.

"What did you find?"

Ruan Xia stood firm and pointed at the black clouds gradually dispersing on the top of the mountain.

"Look there, do you think of an old acquaintance?"

Mo Tingye frowned, the clouds looked very much like the ones in Mojia Village.

"Is it that old man?"

Ruan Xia nodded.

"Yes, that's him."

"He deceived the Yang family just to create souls. I have been thinking just now, why does he need so many souls, and what is his purpose?"

Ruan Xia paused for a few seconds.

"Just now I saw Mr. Yang's greedy face, and I suddenly figured it out."

"Because he has no spiritual power now, he needs a lot of living souls to practice. The evil cultivation he practices is the same as Tianming. The living souls can turn into spiritual power that nourishes them."

Mo Tingye's eyebrows were beating, which meant that this enemy was not as scary as they imagined.

"Then why does he have to target you?"

Mo Tingye asked a question, and Ruan Xia suddenly became silent.

"I can't answer this yet, but there must be a reason."

The two of them went down the mountain, and the car that Mo Tingye had arranged long ago was already waiting.

After returning to the Mo family, it was already early in the morning. Ruan Xia placed the rooster in the backyard of the Mo family and told the housekeeper not to kill it and to feed poisonous insects every day to keep it.

Ruan Xia originally thought she had done a good thing to save the rooster from the pain of eating meat.

Early the next morning, as the sun just emerged, a loud rooster crow echoed throughout the Mo family.

"Ruan Dashan! You are sick!"

Ruan Dashan was the name Ruan Xia gave to the rooster. When he thought about raising it, he decided to give it a name to facilitate future communication.

I just didn't expect that Ruan Dashan would start barking at dawn.

Everyone was woken up.

Ruan Xia walked to the kitchen, grabbed a handful of rice, walked to the backyard and scattered it like a goddess scattering flowers.

"You are not allowed to scream. If you continue to scream, I will send you to the kitchen!"

Ruan Dashan held up his flaming red rooster comb, as if he understood what he was saying. He hunched his neck and took small steps to peck at the rice on the ground.

While pecking, he glanced at Ruan Xia with his little eyes.

"What are you looking at! Eat them all."

After Ruan Xia finished speaking, she went back to her room and continued to sleep. Finally, she didn't hear the rooster crow again.

Ruan Xia slept until noon.

When she got up, she saw Ruan Dashan walking in the yard with his head raised.

He would straighten his body when he saw a servant passing by.

A rooster who is very good at putting on airs.

After Ruan Xia washed up and went downstairs, she found the housekeeper waiting downstairs.

"Master Ruan is awake, lunch is ready."

He smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Ruan Xia walked downstairs briskly, and was stunned for a moment when he was taken to the kitchen.

I saw a long row of pink dessert tables where the dining table used to be.

You can even see the pastry chef on the side still sitting and making desserts.

"Master Ruan, this is the pastry chef that Mr. Mo invited back from the seven-star hotel. Mr. Mo said you can ask for any flavor you want."

Ruan Xia was stunned on the spot.

What's going on with this guy lately? She just mentioned it casually and made a dessert table at home!

Even more luxurious than the Jiang family's.

The cakes with beautiful decorations were stacked several meters high.

Who would put such a thing at home?

Besides, she couldn’t say so much!

Ruan Xia didn't know what to do for a while, so she had to sit down.

And asked the dessert chef over there not to continue.

Ruan Xia then called all the servants of the Mo family, sat in a circle along the long line of dessert tables, and started a dessert lunch.

Although there are so many desserts on display, they are really a waste and I feel unwilling not to eat them.

When everyone could no longer eat, Ruan Xia burped with satisfaction and took photos of a table with messy cups and plates and everyone who was full and sent them to Mo Tingye.

"No Waste, Operation CD."

After sending it, Ruan Xia got up and walked to the backyard. Ruan Dashan immediately ran over with small steps when he saw her.

He still looked proud with his head held high.

Ruan Xia looked at his hairy neck and suddenly had an idea.

She opened the ring space and took out an exquisite and small bell.

Weared with a red string, it looks smart and cute.

"Ruan Dashan, come here."

Ruan Xia tied the bell around its neck.

The bell would not ring normally unless there was a ghost, it would just swing back and forth on the rope.

In this way, Ruan Dashan has become one of the guards of this yard!