I rely on fortune-telling to become the favorite of the giants

There was a slight sound of closing the door, and Xie Qingmian walked out of Fu Zhiyuan's office.

He didn't stay long in the metaphysics union, and left the union after receiving this month's tasks.

Back at the temporary house, Xie Qingmian slowly exhaled the stale air in her chest, put on slippers and walked into the house.

The smell of hot pot base ingredients wafted from the kitchen, Xie Qingmian took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, took two gulps, leaned against the kitchen door, and looked at Shi Li who was cooking in a hurry.

Shi Li heard the movement at the door, put down the spatula in his hand, turned around and saw that it was Xie Qingmian, and rubbed the back of his head embarrassedly: "Brother Xie."

"Why are you cooking by yourself?" Xie Qingmian exerted a little force on her shoulder blades, using the strength against the door frame to straighten her body again, and walked into the kitchen.

Shi Li said honestly: "Brother Xu asked me to do it, and Brother Xu also told me these steps."

Xie Qingmian glanced at the boiled vegetables and fat beef rolls in the pot, nodded clearly: "Go ahead, put more fat beef."

"it is good."

During the meal, Xie Qingmian mentioned that she met Fu Zhiyuan, unexpectedly Shi Li became nervous all of a sudden.

"How about it, will his office be scary?"

Xie Qingmian laughed and said: "How come, no matter how courageous he is, he would not dare to raise a kid in public in the guild."

Fu Zhiyuan is definitely hiding in a hard-to-find place to raise little ghosts, which is why Xie Qingmian came to Beijing in person, and even joined the metaphysics union to investigate.

Shi Li: "Then what is he looking for Brother Xie for?"

Xie Qingmian had a sarcastic smile on her lips.

"He's asking me to join."

Shi Li: "What?"

Xie Qingmian raised her eyebrows, with a hint of sarcasm: "He is a good man, he sees that I have raised big stupid ones."

Shi Li is not stupid, he figured it out quickly when he turned his head.

"He treats you like the same kind?"

The voice was loud, full of shock and disbelief.

Xie Qingmian told Shi Li with her expression, that's it.

"There should be quite a few people raising little ghosts, but the reason why he values ​​me...maybe because of Mrs. Xie."

No one is not interested in Xie's money behind him.

Since Fu Zhiyuan was able to do business with little ghosts, he must be a person obsessed with power and wealth, no matter how well he pretended on the surface, he couldn't hide the obsession in his heart.

Shi Li tentatively asked: "Then Brother Xie agreed?"

Xie Qingmian raised her eyebrows: "Of course."

Since Xie Qingmian's consciousness returned to his body, he hasn't cut his hair again.Originally, Pei Junshu urged him several times, but after seeing that he didn't like haircuts very much, he didn't ask any more.

Xie Qingmian's hair has already grown beyond the earlobe, because she dislikes the fact that her hair is too long to cover her eyes, Xie Qingmian often pushes her hair back.

Coupled with his raised eyebrows, he is inexplicably handsome.

"Tomorrow, I'll take Da Ben to see him again, and by the way, see how he can withdraw part of his soul from the ghost." This is what Xie Qingmian is most curious about.

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When he went to see Fu Zhiyuan again, Xie Qingmian did not bring Shi Li with him, but only brought Daben to go alone.

Da Ben has lived in the body of a ghost for thousands of years, and he is very clever. After knowing what Xie Qingmian was going to do, he immediately hid the smell of ghosts on his body.

He wagged his tail, pretending to be a vicious dog ghost who didn't understand anything, and followed behind Xie Qingmian.

The place where Xie Qingmian and Fu Zhiyuan met was on a remote road, surrounded by a barren grassland.

The taxi driver stepped on the accelerator, parked the car slowly on the side of the road, and asked as usual: "Mobile payment or cash?"

Xie Qingmian paid the toll with her mobile phone, glanced at this place where no birds shit, thought for a while, turned back before getting off the car, and discussed with the driver: "Come pick me up in two hours, I will pay for the toll." Bag."

After making sure that she didn't need to walk back, Xie Qingmian got out of the car.

Walking on this somewhat narrow asphalt road, Xie Qingmian received a phone call, and the voice of Fu Zhiyuan was on the other side of the phone.

It's just that compared to the warm and moist voice at the beginning, it always has a weird feeling after being spread by mobile phones.

"Go forward and stop at the factory in front, there is a small road next to it."

Xie Qingmian followed the voice to the factory that Fu Zhiyuan mentioned, turned around and finally found the trail.

This path is not so much a trail as it is more like someone stepped on it randomly when passing by.

Walking along this path, Xie Qingmian unexpectedly saw a self-built three-story country villa.

"Did you see it?" Fu Zhiyuan's voice was inexplicably erratic, seeming very unreal.

Xie Qingmian: "Of course, my eyes are not blind."

After finishing speaking, Xie Qingmian patted Daben's head, signaling him to go in first.

The surroundings of the house are full of ghosts. It is no exaggeration to say that every brick in this house is full of ghosts.

Da Ben disguised himself as an ordinary ghost dog, and walked in front of Xie Qingmian faithfully.

The liver-red double doors are full of cobwebs, especially the pair of rusted door handles, each of which proves that the house has been unoccupied for a long time.

Xie Qingmian put her hand on the doorknob and pushed hard.

The door was pushed open, showing Xie Qingmian her inner appearance.

Xie Qingmian took a step back, avoiding the rising dust, showing her disgust without any concealment.

There are a lot of outdated or even some furniture in the room. Due to being unoccupied for a long time, these furniture have climbed a lot of cobwebs, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on them.

The white sneakers stepped on the ground, making a slight sound.

Xie Qingmian said to the other end of the phone: "I'm already here? Why hasn't President Fu come out yet?"

The phone call that lasted for more than half an hour was suddenly disconnected, leaving only a beeping mechanical tone.

At the same time, there was a sound of going down the stairs behind Xie Qingmian.

"Da da da."

One sound after another, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden stairs.

Before Xie Qingmian could turn around, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Thank you, young master." It was Fu Zhiyuan's voice.

Xie Qingmian lowered her head and chuckled, "President Fu."

Fu Zhiyuan went around in front of Xie Qingmian, and waved his hands towards the stairs with great etiquette: "Master Xie is very courageous, please, there is a place to sit upstairs."

The decoration style of the upstairs is very similar to that of the downstairs, which are home decorations from the 80s of the last century.

But the same decoration situation is completely different. Compared with the first floor, which is comparable to the scene of a haunted house, the second floor can be regarded as spotlessly clean.

Xie Qingmian was sitting on the mahogany sofa, while Daben was curled up at his feet.

Fu Zhiyuan brought him a cup of tea, and then put his interested eyes on Da Ben.

"This is the brat raised by Young Master Xie?" Fu Zhiyuan seemed to reach out his hand to touch it, but just as he stretched out his hand, all he got was a black-backed dog grinning threateningly.

Fu Zhiyuan could only withdraw that hand, watched Xie Qingmian sip his tea, and smiled lightly: "I am also very interested in these things, young master Xie, is he interested in seeing the little ghost I raised?"

"Don't watch." Xie Qingmian waved his hand in a disinterested manner, "Let's get to the point directly, I'm very interested in what you said about using ghosts to control others."

Fu Zhiyuan was not in a hurry: "Oh? Is there anyone you want to control, Young Master Xie?"

Xie Qingmian sneered: "If President Fu were me, what would you want?"

Fu Zhiyuan had a strange look on his face, and his grin was also very strange.

Xie Qingmian clapped her hands, Daben stood up at his feet.

Xie Qingmian didn't bother to talk so much nonsense, she just spread the matter out: "I want the Xie Group, the complete...Xie Group."

Fu Zhiyuan pretended to be unfathomable: "Then I..."

Xie Qingmian: "Your benefits are indispensable."

Having obtained the benefits he wanted, Fu Zhiyuan's smile finally showed some "sincerity."

Fu Zhiyuan: "Then thank you, young master, please invite me."

Fu Zhiyuan took Xie Qingmian to the basement, the basement didn't go down from the first floor, the entrance was in the wardrobe of the master bedroom on the second floor.

Walking into the gloomy basement, Xie Qingmian's discomfort almost came to the fore, Daben leaned against him upon seeing this.

The basement is not big, and the surface is only roughened with cement.

After passing through a long corridor, I finally came to a small room about ten square meters. There were many square alcoves on one wall of the room.

And in most of the alcoves, there is a small silver bottle.

After arriving in the basement, Fu Zhiyuan's face gradually showed a crazy idiot.

He opened his arms, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the fruits of the entire basement.

"Welcome to my world, this is the place where I raise little ghosts." Fu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, with a smug gleam in his eyes, he walked to the wall and took down the bottle closest to him.

The small silver bottle was about half the size of a palm, and Fu Zhiyuan unscrewed the special cap.

The originally quiet Daban immediately roared at Fu Zhiyuan.

A distorted ghost came out of the bottle and landed in front of Fu Zhiyuan.

——It was a drowned ghost, his body was swollen, his face was pale, and his body was still dripping with water.

Fu Zhiyuan caressed the ghost in front of him obsessively: "Look, my masterpiece, a ghost that can be controlled, can be planted into people's bodies as Gu insects, and they can be controlled."

From an angle that Fu Zhiyuan couldn't see, Xie Qingmian rolled her eyes in disgust.

Fu Zhiyuan wanted to get Xie Qingmian's appreciation after appreciating his "work" by himself, so he looked at Xie Qingmian excitedly, his anticipation was self-evident.

Now that the place to raise ghosts has been found, there is evidence.

Before Xie Qingmian entered the house, she quietly dialed the shortcut number that had been set up on her mobile phone.

Now the time is estimated, and it is almost here.

Here, Fu Zhiyuan is still urging Xie Qingmian: "How about it? Such a specially treated ghost is completely under your control."

Xie Qingmian curled the corners of her mouth perfunctorily, and quickly returned to the original, with an indifferent look: "It's okay."

Fu Zhiyuan still didn't give up: "If Young Master Xie doesn't believe it, I can use the ghost dog beside you as an example and let it be completely under your control."

"I raise a kid, not a doll."

Xie Qingmian squinted at the drowned ghost in front of Fu Zhiyuan, raised her chin, and could not stop the noble and arrogant aura from her body.

"I want to change to another ghost. What kind of person is my brother Xie Shenqian? An ordinary drowned ghost wants to control him?"

Fu Zhiyuan froze for a moment, as if he really thought about Xie Qingmian's words seriously.

At this time, Xie Qingmian was very like the picky guest, he casually pointed to the alcove behind Fu Zhiyuan: "Are there any others?"

"Yes." Fu Zhiyuan raised his head suddenly, and a new smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I still have a good material here, and I haven't had time to make a new work. If it is him, it will definitely satisfy Xiao Xie. Master, your opinion."