The Female Lead Decides to Act Wickedly

Chapter 270: Chapter 135: This Time It’s a Swindler (8)_2

She had a pet at home, too, and was both furious and concerned, so she carefully studied the matter.

In the news comment section, various experts discussed it from all angles, including some legal experts.

So, through the legal education provided by these experts, the girl learned, with a heavy heart, that even though her dog had been killed by her despicable boyfriend, she couldn’t accuse him of ”murder.” She could only sue him for damaging her personal property.

”Big sister, this is the security footage from when the big brother ’accidentally’ fell down the stairs! Oh, and in the video, he admits that he killed your dog too!”

He Tiantian appeared next to the girl without notice, waving her phone with a sweet smile, ”Big sister, add my dad on WeChat, and I’ll send you the video.”

”Oh, and I don’t know what’s wrong with our temple’s surveillance, there’s somehow a ’blind spot’ right in this spot!”

The girl stared at He Tiantian wide-eyed, coughing, hoping it wasn’t what she thought.

The jerk’s own fall down the stairs was captured on camera, and the moment she had beaten the jerk happened to be in a blind spot in the surveillance?!

Yet He Tiantian just smiled sweetly, nodding emphatically as if to say: Big sister, it’s exactly what you’re thinking.

The jerk can’t sue you without evidence.

But you have evidence to prove your innocence and to nail the jerk for damaging your personal property!

You can’t sue him for ”murder,” but suing him for damaging personal property is possible. Get some major social media accounts involved, and you can practically socially execute the jerk.

The girl seemed to find a new perspective, her face lit up with excitement, ”Thank you, thank you, little sister, thank you, master!”

The girl hurriedly added He Qingfeng on WeChat and got the video.

Thinking it over, she transferred two thousand yuan to He Qingfeng, partly as a thank you for the video and also wanting him to perform a ritual for her pet, Xiao Dai.

Well, okay, she knew her money might not be enough, but she was tight on cash, and she also needed money to bash the jerk online—they could only spare two thousand yuan.

She just hoped the master wouldn’t mind.

He Qingfeng: ...No worries, no worries!

His charging standards were very humane—no minimums, no caps.

Two thousand yuan wasn’t too little; it was enough to recite the ”Supreme Sutra of Deliverance” for golden-haired Xiao Dai, quite an easy task.

Watching the girl walk away with a thousand thanks, Jia Xiaoming also got up from the ground.

Having witnessed He Tiantian giving the girl the security video, Jia Xiaoming probably got the message that the Taoist Temple was not to be trifled with.

He didn’t make a fuss in the temple with a bloody face but staggered down the mountain instead.

He Tiantian glanced at the little black auras perched on his shoulder—it wasn’t just Golden-haired Xiao Dai; there were a few other cats and dogs too.

This Jia Xiaoming was indeed a scumbag.

He Tiantian pondered for a moment and quietly raised her hand, performing acupoint taps on a few small orbs in midair, instantly unleashing their potential.

Yes, living beings have potential, and so do ghosts.

And as an Immortal Doctor who could heal everything, her remote acupoint tapping could unleash the potential of a few little ghosts.

Of course, in other words, it could also be considered that He Tiantian was enhancing the energy of those cat and dog ghosts, empowering them to take revenge!

”Go ahead, take revenge for wrongs, take revenge for grievances! Being weak doesn’t mean you should be deprived of the right to revenge!”

He Tiantian showed a motivating smile to the few misty orbs.

And the little fur balls transformed back into their former selves, sticking out tongues and wagging tails, continually bowing to He Tiantian.

Such adorable pets; how could anyone have the heart to abuse them?

He Tiantian shook her head, silently sighing.

But she believed, with the enhancement from her ”Immortal Doctor” skills, this group of fur balls would surely give Jia Xiaoming a good payback.

And Jia Xiaoming would get to experience firsthand, whether or not there were ghosts in this world, and see if he would dare to call her dear dad a Swindler!

Student Xiao D: ... I knew it, Tiantian, you’re such a villain, always protective and vengeful.

”Tiantian, how did you know that scumbag killed his girlfriend’s pet?”

It was mealtime, and the tourists had gradually left.

Guiyuan Temple wasn’t one of those large-scale Taoist Temples; it not only lacked guest quarters for pilgrims but also didn’t offer meals.

Visitors either went down the mountain or enjoyed themselves at the outside temple fair.

And as the temple master, He Qingfeng always went home for lunch, which showed he was a family-loving, caring man.