Live fortune telling: too accurate a fortune teller becomes a public enemy in the mysterious world

"Clap!"

"Squeak!"

Xiao Chen looked nervously at the courtyard door. The thick wooden door was chewed by a group of weasels until the sawdust fell off.

"It's broken. If you bite it like this, the door will break through!" Xiao Chen was so anxious that he moved the bench in the corner to reach the door, but Zhong Li grabbed him.

"It's too late, don't go!"

"boom....."

"Zhizhi!..."

In an instant, the door was broken open and hundreds of weasels rushed in.

These weasels were extremely fast and came straight towards the two of them as soon as they entered the yard.

"Sister...Sister, what should I do?" Xiao Chen turned pale with fright.

Zhong Li saw some weasels approaching, and when he raised his hand, the dim light pattern appeared instantly.

"Zhizhi!..."

"Puff puff!......"

There were bursts of shrill screams, and Xiao Chen covered his mouth, eyes wide open, and looked at the rapidly rotating light pattern in the courtyard.

The weasels standing on the formation diagram were instantly twisted into blood mist by the light waves and dissipated in the air.

Xiao Chen looked at the rain of blood in the courtyard and felt a chill in his left ankle. He didn't take the strange picture seriously just now, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

The blood mist dissipated and the courtyard became completely quiet.

"Sister, are you too awesome? With just a wave of your hand, you took care of hundreds of yellow-skinned ones. Now they don't dare to come again, right?"

Xiao Chen said slightly excitedly and was about to open the door of the house.

Zhong Li raised her hand to signal him to be quiet and looked sideways at the back mountain.

"Wow...Wow..." A crow sounded, which seemed particularly eerie in the silent night.

"These are just appetizers, the big ones are yet to come."

"Isn't it? This is already terrifying enough!"

"Pfft..."

A cold wind came from outside the yard, blowing the few remaining autumn leaves on the trees.

"You go in first, and don't come out until I tell you. Don't get in the way here!" Zhong Li looked ahead and pushed him in.

The autumn leaves that were floating slowly just now suddenly changed direction when they were about to fall. The dry leaves became as hard as a knife and shot directly towards Zhong Li's neck.

Zhong Li didn't panic, just used his spiritual power between his two fingers, raised his hand to catch the flying autumn leaves, and shot them toward the corner of the yard.

"Squeak...Ah!..." An old cry sounded.

Zhong Li sat down on the bench and looked at her: "You are no match for me. I think it will be difficult for you to practice, so you should leave with your disciples and grandchildren!"

"Hmph! Grandma's grandson was killed, and he still wants to skin and eat the flesh. Let me just let it go, it's just too much!" In the corner, a huge weasel appeared.

A tuft of hair on its head turned pure white, and the hair on its entire body became thick and shiny. A pair of scarlet eyes, gleaming with hatred, stared at Zhong Li.

"You know, you are no match for me. If you force me to take action, it won't just be as simple as breaking up your practice."

"Hmph! What are you bragging about? You are a stinky little girl, but you still dare not to take me seriously. I will kill you in a moment and feed my disciples meat!" After the old weasel finished speaking, he jumped up and down. He climbed up the courtyard wall and ran all the way towards Zhong Li.

She already knew the power of the light array on the ground, so she walked directly to the roof and rushed towards Zhong Li.

Zhong Li calmly took out a folded talisman paper from his pocket and threw it into the air.

"Meow......"

Huang Fu transformed into a pocket cat and licked his paws cutely in the void.

"Hahaha! Stinky girl, your grandma and I were called weasels, but they are not real rats. You want to get a cat to deal with me, which is simply a fantasy! Hahaha..."

"Snapped!....."

"Zhizhi..."

The old weasel was laughing proudly when suddenly a cat's paw touched his head.

Mimi looked at it with disdain: "Bah! You fart rat, of all the creatures in the world, you are the least qualified, and you are the only one who treats smelly farts as a skill. You see clearly, I am a human being, an ancient spiritual beast." "

"Hmph, a stinky cat, is it still an ancient mythical beast? Bah! It's just a big wild cat. In ancient times, it was still on people's plates. What's so arrogant about it?"

The old weasel made a sound, arched his body and stared at it.

I was careless just now and was successfully attacked by this smelly cat, which made it go crazy.

Mimi swooped down and turned into a mini cat, jumping into Zhong Li's arms and acting coquettishly.

"Meow meow! Master, woo woo! It threatens others, and they are afraid! Meow meow!" It was about to rub its head against Zhong Li's chest, but she grabbed her neck and pulled it away.

"Sexy cat, don't think that I don't know that your species is hermaphroditic. Get to work quickly, or I won't give you spiritual food!"

Zhong Li threw it at the old weasel in disgust. Seeing that Mimi had not yet landed, the old weasel pounced and knocked Mimi far away in the air.

"Ah! This cat's waist is about to break. This cat is angry! Woo, meow!"

It yelled, straightened up like a carp in mid-air, turned back to the ridge of the roof, and pounced straight at the old weasel.

In the house, Xiao Chen just hid by the glass window and looked at the situation outside. Without noticing, the door on the right opened gently, and a black figure lay down and walked out slowly.

The black shadow first climbed a few steps on hands and feet, then stopped, and then slowly straightened up little by little.

He tried to move his stiff head until he saw Xiao Chen by the window, leaning on the window with his butt sticking out and looking outside. Sometimes he moves his feet and looks in different directions.

The black shadow imitated his movements, first raised his butt, and then moved towards Xiao Chen with both hands and feet.

"Snapped!"

The shadow moved to the table and accidentally knocked over the tea cup. Xiao Chen turned around when he heard the sound and saw his father standing stupidly by the table, staring at the broken tea cup on the ground with strange eyes.

"Dad, are you up? Are you hungry? Mom left some chicken soup for you. You sit down and I'll go to the kitchen to serve it to you."

He was talking to himself and didn't notice that Father Chen, who usually loved joking, was particularly quiet today.

When he talked about chicken soup, a look of greed appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

"Dad, the chicken soup has been heating in the rice cooker, it's a little hot,"

Xiao Chen brought chicken soup and as soon as it was placed in front of Chen's father, he couldn't wait to put his hand directly into the soup bowl, grabbed it and ate it.

"Oh my God, this is very hot. Why did you do it directly?"

Xiao Chen exclaimed and raised his hand.

Father Chen seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and the fingers on his hands were red.

Seeing Xiao Chen taking away the chicken soup, he looked crazy. Whining in his mouth, he arched his body and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

"boom!"

"Ah! Dad, what are you doing?"

Xiao Chen was knocked down by Father Chen, the soup bowl in his hand was smashed to the ground, and the chicken rolled all over the floor.

Little Chen's father once again jumped forward in a strange posture and picked up the meat with his mouth.

"Dad, these are dirty and can't be eaten! I'll put clean ones in for you! Ah!......"

Xiao Chen snatched a piece of chicken from his mouth, and Chen's father immediately opened his scarlet eyes and took a vicious bite at Xiao Chen's arm.