White Eagle, New York.

Micaliella walked down the street in a trance, not in good spirits.

A few days ago, she would have enjoyed afternoon tea with her friends and enjoyed treatment comparable to that of a high-income family.

But now he wanders aimlessly through the streets, dazed, not knowing what to think.

A lot of very strange things happened in her family.

The curtains are windless, the faucets are bizarrely opened, and there are strange sounds coming from the hall in the middle of the night.

Not only did she hear this voice herself, but also the servants in the house, and many of the servants were so frightened that they resigned, which also made Micaliala in a trance and couldn't sleep well.

She also sought out a lot of psychiatrists to see her, and finally came to the conclusion that she was too stressed and had mass hysteria, which she naturally did not believe.

In addition, there have been rumors of death on the latest Internet, so she listened to her friend's advice and invited a "master" to come.

Things are still not getting better.

This supernatural incident became more and more serious, which made Micaliaira even more afraid to live in his villa, and when he came to the hotel, he still encountered what happened at home.

This made Micaliaira even more convinced that the indescribable thing was following her.

She left the inn in fright, which is why she wandered aimlessly through the streets today.

Before she knew it, she had walked into a remote alley in New York, and as soon as she entered, a thought in her mind instantly made her shudder.

New York is not as glamorous as it is on television, and most of it is associated with poverty, barrenness, and violent gangs.

Like me, I'm afraid it's not...

Thinking of this, Micaliella couldn't help but shudder, and wanted to turn around and return to the main road, but was attracted by an old woman dying on the side of the street.

She looked so old and wrinkled, but her curly blond hair was enviable, she was dressed in a strange costume, and she held a crystal ball the size of a football in her hand, which made people surprised.

But at that moment, a word automatically popped into Michaella's mind:

Fortune teller.

The ghost of Micaliala sat down in front of the old woman with a worried face.

"Girl, divination?"

The old woman smiled at Michaelella.

Megalla nodded and asked, "How much?"

"It's free. ”

The old woman smiled inexplicably, causing Micaliera to pout.

Michaliella, who was born in capital, naturally knew that free things were the most expensive.

But now, it doesn't make a difference.

"Thank you. ”

After Michela thanked her, the old woman put the crystal ball in her hand on the table and said to Michelela: "Put your hand on the crystal ball, and your brain will be empty." ”

Hearing this, Micaliala pressed her right hand on the crystal ball, closed her eyes, and tried to enter a state of distraction-free mind.

Due to the strange things that have happened in her family in recent days, she has tried many times but still failed, and Micaliaira instantly felt that it was also a difficult thing to empty her brain, and she almost wanted to give up divination.

"Don't be nervous, take your time. ”

The old woman's voice sounded again, and Michael felt like a spring breeze, and the troubles in his mind disappeared, and he quickly entered a meditative state.

Immediately afterwards, the crystal ball began to faintly emit a holy light, and the corners of the old woman's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile, and muttered to herself: "What a coincidence, Your Majesty said that there is only one invader in the whole of America, and it happened to be touched by me." ”

In the crystal ball, the old woman felt an extraordinary power, this extraordinary power was very unfamiliar, it was not any one under Yan Qi's command, nor did it belong to the breath of the Eastern Ghost Cha and the Western Grim Reaper.

It's a strange breath, an aura that is out of place in this world.

Therefore, the old woman, that is, Ansa Stuart, immediately recognized the identity of the owner of this breath.

An intruder in the mouth of the Creator's crown.

But Ansa Stuart also sensed that the young white women in front of her were also quite talented, and if they were cultivated properly, they should have some future.

"Tell me what's been going on with you lately. The old woman spoke slowly and said to Michaelella.

Michaelella closed her eyes and was defenseless: "Eight days ago, when I was taking a nap at home, I heard the faucet in the toilet dripping all the time, and I didn't realize anything was wrong, but..."

Micaliella slowly recounted what had happened in her home in the past few days, and the old woman fell into deep thought.

However, it didn't take long for the old woman to know the location of the intruder, either the inn or Michaelella's villa, so she withdrew the crystal ball and allowed Michaelella to regain her consciousness.

Michael opened her eyes, she felt refreshed, she remembered what had just happened, and she recognized the identity of the old woman in front of her even more, as if she had found a life-saving backer, and said respectfully: "Please help me, master, and get rid of the things that are messing with me in my house." ”

"I can pay you. ”

Although Michaelella's family is not the richest in White Eagle, they are also in the upper-middle-income group in New York, and her parents are worth more than 10 million dollars, so they can still afford a high price.

"I don't need money. ”

The old woman shook her head, which immediately made Micaliella worried.

Her current concept of life is that there is nothing money can't buy, and when she was rejected by the old woman for the first time, she immediately didn't know what to do.

Before Michael could speak, the old woman continued, "Would you like to follow me for a while to learn the knowledge of a soothsayer?"

"I do. ”

Micaliaira spoke without hesitation.

In her opinion, the old woman in front of her has real skills, and she is already extraordinary, and she can naturally learn many equally extraordinary things by following her.

After all, young people in this period like to do things that have face and publicity, and for Micaliala, there is nothing more face-saving than learning mysterious knowledge.

"Good. ”

The old woman nodded approvingly, and then said, "Let's go to your house tonight, and I'll take a good look at where that Xiaodong XC is." ”

Michael was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked the old woman, and at the same time asked the old woman: "This... Master, I don't know what your name is?"

"Don't call me Master, since you have decided to practice with me, then call me Teacher in the future. ”

The old woman said to Michael with a straight face, and after causing Michael to apologize again and again, she said happily: "My name is Ansa Stuart." ”

"Teacher Ansa Stuart, from now on Mica Tully will be your student. ”