The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

"Nan Shi said, let's wash our necks and wait in the temple." An immortal master tried his best to maintain his composure and replied, "Zhang Yongfang, Master Zhang, confirmed death. gone."

As Nan Shi expected, a small number of immortal masters who were not afraid of death in Yun Province have already died, while most of them gathered in their so-called 'Holy Temple'.

They have listened to death reports one after another in the past half month, and they have become so numb that they will no longer be afraid.

There are several layers of thin gauze hanging on the top of the temple, revealing the silhouette of the person behind him. He seems to be sitting dignified and upright, with the shape of a flower in his hand reflected on the gauze, making people think it is a statue of Guanyin of the South China Sea.

An ethereal voice came from above: "Don't pay attention to him, he's just a clown."

"Guardian Zuo has already gone, there is no more... Everyone, please rest assured."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

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Gu Xianshi greeted Zuo Hufa: "Are you going out? It's not peaceful outside."

Zuo Hufa nodded, sighed and said: "The Immortal sent me to kill that Nan Shi, it's really difficult—"

His eyes fell on the young man behind Gu Xianshi again: "This is...?"

"Oh." Gu Xianshi pulled the arm of the young man behind him, and pulled him to the front: "This is my nephew, didn't he die recently... have many colleagues gone to the immortal, it just so happens that my nephew is willing to serve the immortal , I brought him."

"So that's how it is." Zuo Hufa looked at the young man, but he was only 25 or [-] years old. He was tall and tall, so he looked...somewhat too good, too eye-catching. "It's difficult to look so good."

In their line of business, they have to be kind and kind, so that people will feel good at seeing them-even if they are not good-looking, they have to pretend to be three-thirds, otherwise how can they attract people to join the church?It's better to look more ordinary, the kind that people don't have much memory, and you can't see it when you throw it in the crowd, otherwise it's hard to escape if you encounter a police officer.

The young man in front of him doesn't talk about his appearance, but the little red mole in front of him is so memorable. It's not too bad to be a star, but it's not suitable to be a fairy teacher.He joked, "I said your nephew doesn't look much like you!"

"My nephew follows my sister-in-law!" Gu Xianshi smiled and said, "Xiao Nan, quickly say hello to Guardian Zuo."

"Guardian Zuo, hello." Nan Shi greeted with a slight smile.

Guardian Zuo felt that the voice sounded familiar, and suddenly his perspective was skewed, as if he was leaning forward, he saw the cloud pattern on the young man's finely crafted gown, and saw the pair of sneakers below.

That's right...he remembered, isn't this voice exactly the same as that Nan Shi who called him before?

Suddenly his gaze stopped shaking, and he raised it again, but only at the crook of the knee, he heard Gu Xianshi say: "Master, wouldn't it be good to just kill him like this?"

"I've already blocked the door of other people's houses. Am I trying to be reasonable?" The voice said with a smile: "Hurry up, it's a little uncomfortable to get Yin Qi on your face."

"Yes."

Guardian Zuo saw that his gaze shifted, passing a headless corpse lying on the ground, that's right... he's dead.

There was darkness in front of him.

Guard Gou carried Guardian Zuo's head, put it in a brocade box, and led Nan Shi into the temple - as for the corpse, someone would naturally throw it into the grass for them.

The pure white floor tiles are stained with red plums, extending inward along Nanshi's pace.

"It's bigger than what I saw in my dream." Nan Shi whispered, "It looks like there are a lot of people."

In fact, finding the location of this temple is much easier than imagined, even if there is no dog guard to lead the way.When Nan Shifang came to this mountain, he quickly searched for the most secret place of the crowd based on his perception——in a mountain, there is no village, but there are two or three hundred living people and ghosts gathered together. Are you playing ghost town?

"Because they are all back." Guard Gou reminded: "There are a lot of ghosts, young master, be careful."

Regarding this, Nan Shi just raised his hand to signal the beads wrapped around his wrist several times, saying that there is no problem at all.

When they arrived at the gate of a palace in Nanshi, the guard Gou said to the strong men standing on both sides: "Please tell the fairy for me, I have brought a newcomer to visit the fairy."

The strong man glanced at Nan Shi, who had a particularly gentle smile, waved his hands and said, "Master Gu, come back later, the immortal is eating."

"That's just right." Guard Gou signaled the other party to look at the brocade box he was holding: "I brought some good things for the fairy, which just happened to go with the meal."

"Okay, then I'll go in and report." The strong man hesitated for a moment, but decided to report.

It's really strange that Gu Xianshi is actually holding the gift himself - this gift must be very precious, right?

After a while they got permission to go in, and Nan Shi followed behind the dog guard without saying a word. After a while, they saw a heavy veil, and there was a person sitting behind him, who seemed to be holding something in his hand. The smell of blood overflowed from it, making Nan Shi subconsciously frowned.

Excluding him and the dog guards in the temple, there are two living creatures and eight ghosts.

Does it look so relaxed?

Nan Shi felt a little strange, with these people in the temple alone, let alone he brought people, he could have suppressed them even if he came here alone.

"Gu Ming, you are here..." An ethereal voice rang out, and the smell of blood in the hall became more intense, as if entering a slaughterhouse, the strong stench of flesh and feces was everywhere : "What do you want to dedicate to me..."

Guard Gou lowered his head slightly: "My God, this is a peerless delicacy I collected, you will definitely like it."

"Oh...?" The voice let out a creepy laugh: "I'm more interested in you... the people around you."

Guard Gou reported respectfully: "This is my nephew, he is willing to convert to you."

"Send it in and have a look." The voice said again.

Guard Gou raised his eyebrows, Nan Shi shook his head slightly, took the brocade box from him, and walked towards the veil with his head down.

The veil was lifted layer by layer, and Nan Shi entered, his heart was very stable, without any tension, and what he saw was a strange-looking young man, about 30 years old, holding a little boy in his arms , the little boy was lying quietly in his arms, his skin was extremely pale and bloodless, and there were two spots of blood on his neck, indicating what had happened.

The child is dead, Nan Shi thought quietly.

The soul has already been drilled out, and unless the fate is changed against the sky, there is no salvation.

This is the body of the mosquito celestial being?

Nan Shi took a few more steps forward, and suddenly the little boy in the young man's arms was thrown out, and fell to Nan Shi's feet with a slap, his limbs were twisted into a posture that normal people could not reach, Nan Shi's footsteps faltered Suddenly, I heard the mosquito fairy say: "Come here."

Nan Shi stepped forward and placed the brocade box in front of the young man.

The young man's gaze devoured Nan Shi's face: "You are beautiful..."

The yin on Nan Shi's face had been removed when he entered the inner hall, Nan Shi smiled and said, "Thank you."

"If it's you, I can make an exception..." the young man said, two fangs grew out of his lips, flashing a sharp blue light, he stretched out his hand to grab Nan Shi, but Nan Shi took a step back at the right time. His actions knocked over the brocade box, and a human head rolled out.

The young man's hand stopped suddenly: "... Zuo Hufa..."

Nan Shi whispered, "Do you like this gift?"

The young man let out a hehe sound in his throat, and he looked up at Nan Shi: "You are..."

"Hi, I'm Nan Shi. I'm invited to see what you are." Nan Shi smiled.

The young man said in a slow tone: "Very good, very good...Are you not afraid that I will eat you?"

The beads on Nan Shi's wrist exploded suddenly, revealing Qing Ying's figure, Nan Shi said: "Since ancient times, the villain died of talking too much, so arrest him."

Qingying and the others responded with a yes, and almost instantly restrained the defenseless young people.

WTF?He racked his brains for more than half a month, and in the end it was just a bad ghost doing trouble?

Is this worthy of him being so busy?

Nan Shi took a step, and suddenly felt bad, and Xuanzhi took a half step back under his feet, and a skinny paw protruded from under his feet, almost brushing his shoes.

He subconsciously looked down, and saw that the little boy who was thrown out just now had red eyes and a expressionless face, but he had a strange aura that made people tremble: "Hey... You hid it. "

The little boy laughed foolishly: "What I hate the most are fortune tellers like you, who seem to know everything. It's very troublesome."

"Are you that mosquito fairy?" Nan Shi frowned, and suddenly he pulled out the dagger and let it go to the left. With the sound of the flesh and blood, a little girl also stood up and smiled sharply. The voice filled the entire hall: "He is not, I am not, where do you say I am?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? Knowing that you're coming to trouble me, why am I still waiting for you here...hehe..." The little girl didn't seem to care about her pierced claws. The dagger was pulled out, and then there was a puff of smoke from her hand, and she cried out in pain: "Oh, it's really a good thing."

"Are you Nan Shi?" The little boy licked his lips: "I've always been curious...how did I offend you, or did you just come to do justice for the heavens?"

The little girl and him continued as if they were one person: "But I have so many subordinates, it's normal to offend some people."

The little boy said: "How about this, who offended you, tell me, I will hand him over to you, and you can deal with it as you like, so how about we don't mess with the river from now on? Are you from S city? I promise you , I will never go into that place in S City."

"This condition is great!" The little girl said with a sharp smile, "Agreed! I will give you a lot of money!"

Nan Shi yelled impatiently: "Are they all dead? Don't do anything yet?"

Qingying and Qinglan took a step forward, before touching the little boy and girl, the two children collapsed and became a dead body again.

An ethereal voice in the hall kept repeating a sentence: "Nan Shi, think about it..."