Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

late at night.

In a quiet bedroom.

Fu Jiuqing lay beside Qin Baichen and fell asleep.

A cold and damp smell spread wildly in the room.

Under the dim yellow light of the floor lamp, a human-shaped black mist appeared out of thin air.

The ghostly shadows shrouded in gloom are swaying, appearing and disappearing.

A cold chill filled the entire bedroom, and a rotten stench hung in the air.

Fu Jiuqing, who was lying on the bed, noticed something with his consciousness and moved uneasily.

She frowned and turned over, approaching Qin Baichen.

The distance between the two is only a palm-sized space.

The gloomy atmosphere in the room suddenly stopped.

After a long time, Fu Jiuqing fell asleep again.

Floating in the void, the vague ghostly shadow moved.

It went around the head of the bed and came to the side where Qin Baichen was.

The ghastly bloody eyes were staring at Master Qin's sleeping face.

A ghost hand came out of the black mist and quietly reached towards the man's face.

Qin Baichen was aware of the chilly aura, and his clear brows wrinkled slightly.

He turned over subconsciously, and the distance between him and Fu Jiuqing was instantly cleared.

A faint cool fragrance poured into Qin Baichen's breath.

He was very familiar with this breath. He stretched out his hand to pull the sleeping person beside him into his arms with familiar movements.

Fu Jiuqing did not resist and moved closer to Qin Baichen's arms.

The couple's intimate behavior fell into the eyes of the ghost beside the bed.

Its horrifying and bloody eyes flashed with rage.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly.

The ghostly shadow filled with black mist floated into the void.

It came to the sky above the couple, and countless evil spirits surged out of the black mist, wrapping around Qin Baichen's body.

Fu Jiuqing, who was sleeping, immediately felt the biting chill.

She struggled to escape from Qin Baichen's arms and escape from the uncomfortable cold.

"Well--!"

A painful low sound sounded in Fu Jiuqing's ears.

Her tightly closed eyes opened suddenly.

Qin Baichen, who was very close at hand, was entangled in a strong sinister aura.

The ghostly figure shrouded in black mist was about to get close to his body.

No matter how you look at this situation, it looks like Mr. Qin is about to be forced into a bow by the Ghost Overlord.

Fu Jiuqing's pupils shrank suddenly and he took action without thinking.

She raised her hand and waved towards the ghost, and a golden light flashed through the ghost hiding in the black mist.

In an instant, a terrifying roaring scream sounded.

The ghost figure was bounced several meters away and lay on the expensive carpet in a state of embarrassment.

Fu Jiuqing stared at the evil spirits in the black mist with his eyes that were so cold and cold.

She landed with her bare feet and asked in a deep voice: "What did you want to do just now?"

The innate majesty and decisive killing overflowed.

Fu Jiuqing's aura was so powerful and terrifying that it instantly overwhelmed the evil aura in the room.

The ghostly figure glared at Fu Jiuqing angrily and said angrily: "Bitch!"

Bitch?

This is still an international female ghost.

Fu Jiuqing's breath was heavy after being scolded, and his lips were dyed with a cold arc.

She stretched out her left hand and raised her middle finger to the female ghost.

"Fuck you!"

The female ghost became angry with shame and stood up straight in a weird posture tilted at 90 degrees.

The black mist around her dissipated a lot, revealing a ferocious and terrifying face.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, almost as if he had nothing to wear.

The female ghost pointed to Qin Baichen who was lying on the bed, and said in a hard voice: "He is mine."

After saying that, he pointed to Fu Jiuqing.

"If you dare to rob, you will die!"

The female ghost has a very arrogant attitude.

She still hadn't realized whose territory this was.

Fu Jiuqing pierced the female ghost with a heavy gaze and sneered.

"Anyone who dares to miss me is an international ghost and will be destroyed without fail!"

Do it if you don't accept it!

Fu Jiuqing summoned the soul-enchanting pen.

As soon as she took the dark jade pen that was full of yin energy, she rushed towards the female ghost.

The female ghost didn't know the danger was coming, and started a fight with Fu Jiuqing head-on.

She didn't take it seriously at first, until the hook pen touched her arm.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The female ghost let out a shrill roar.

The already bluish ulcerated skin was corroded in an instant.

The stench of burnt rotten meat filled the air.

Fu Jiuqing frowned in disgust, and attacked the female ghost again with the tip of his pen filled with sinister energy.

The female ghost already knew the power of the soul-enchanting pen, so she turned around and ran away.

Her soul penetrated the door and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

How could Fu Jiuqing let her go?

He opened the door and chased after the female ghost.

She stood in the corridor, staring at the back of the female ghost as she fled in embarrassment.

Fu Jiuqing raised his wrist slightly and threw out the enchanting pen in his hand.

"what!!!"

A wailing sound even more pitiful than before sounded again.

The female ghost's shoulder was penetrated by the ghost pen, and her soul was nailed to the wall of the corridor.

The death aura in her body began to dissipate after she was seriously injured.

The already ugly face became hideously distorted due to pain, making it even more terrifying than before.

As Fu Jiuqing approached, he saw small white maggots crawling on the female ghost's face.

"vomit!"

This thing fell into her eyes and she felt physically uncomfortable.

Fu Jiuqing supported the wall and couldn't help but retched.

The female ghost's frightened eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Her soul struggled wildly, trying to take the opportunity to escape.

As soon as her body moved, the pen that penetrated her shoulder became a little deeper.

The soul-enchanting pen released powerful power, completely enveloping her in the circle of divine power.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter with you?"

A familiar voice came from the front of the corridor.

A man in pajamas sits on a chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He kept his body leaning forward and looked at Fu Jiuqing with worried eyes.

Fu Jiuqing frowned, his facial expression slightly painful.

She wiped the corners of her lips and looked up.

"Qin Yisheng?"

"it's me."

Qin Yisheng picked up the teacup on the table and walked over with steady steps.

He couldn't see the female ghost nailed to the wall.

Just as I was passing by, I could clearly feel the chill in the air.

Goosebumps appeared on Qin Yisheng's body. He shook his body uncomfortably and quickened his steps.

He handed the still warm tea in front of Fu Jiuqing.

Fu Jiuqing took the tea cup and rinsed his mouth.

Qin Yisheng's joking voice sounded: "Are you pregnant?"

He had seen clearly the way Fu Jiuqing was holding on to the wall while vomiting.

This is clearly a symptom of pregnancy.

"Pregnant with your sister!"

Fu Jiuqing raised her eyes and glanced at him sideways.

Qin Yisheng was shocked, but his smiling face remained unchanged, with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.

The person is still the same person.

This mouth is so unforgiving.

Compared with the previous Fu Jiuqing, it was like a completely different person.

Qin Yisheng smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, I see you look different in front of others and behind others. Do you do the same in Fujia?"

A tentative tone of half-truth.

It's like a casual chat between friends.

Just as Fu Jiuqing was about to speak, an unbearable smell quickly poured into the tip of his nose.

She raised her cold eyes and looked at the struggling female ghost nailed to the wall.

The disgusting rotten flesh on the female ghost's body was falling rapidly.

The beautifully patterned carpet in the corridor was corroded into black holes of varying sizes.

A cold light suddenly appeared in Fu Jiuqing's eyes, and a murderous intent was released from his body.

She stuffed the tea cup into Qin Yisheng's arms and ran towards the female ghost who was still shaking off the rotten flesh.