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

Xie Qingmian's eyelids started to twitch when Fu Zhiyuan mentioned the good material.

What he always guessed was that Fu Zhiyuan was holding his own soul, and it just so happened that there were one after another in the underworld, and he didn't notice Fu Zhiyuan's existence.

But at this moment, Fu Zhiyuan's words made Xie Qingmian have a new guess——

He couldn't force ghosts out of living people on the spot.

Fu Zhiyuan groped around the wall, as if he had found the place he wanted, he pressed down hard.

The wall behind Xie Qingmian slowly moved out a door.

The corners of Fu Zhiyuan's mouth got bigger and bigger, and his expression became more and more crazy.

Xie Qingmian shrank her arms into her sleeves, hiding the things in her palms, and followed Fu Zhiyuan into the hidden door.

Behind the door is a short staircase. When going down, Xie Qingmian helped the door, and found that the door was made of cement made of special materials.

Going down the stairs is a place similar to the room in the alcove, because the lights are not turned on and there is no lighting, Xie Qingmian can only vaguely look at the room from the candle light on the alcove.

But the lighting of the candles was limited, Xie Qingmian could only see a shadow in the corner that dissolved with the darkness.

"Crack." Fu Zhiyuan turned on the light, and Xie Qingmian's vision suddenly opened up, and he was able to see things in the corner clearly.

To be precise, it is a person, about 50 years old, with a Chinese character face with thick eyebrows and a big nose, and a beard on his chin.

Fu Zhiyuan introduced Xie Qingmian in the tone of showing samples: "This will soon be my most perfect work. His soul will definitely be able to make the strongest kid."

Xie Qingmian squatted down silently, and put her hand on the man's neck.

Fortunately, there is still gas.

Xie Qingmian secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fu Zhiyuan thought that Xie Qingmian was worried that he was still alive, so he took out a fruit knife from the darkness, with a sullen expression on his face: "I know you are worried that he is still alive, don't worry, he will soon become the strongest one under my banner .”

"Wait a minute." Xie Qingmian blocked Fu Zhiyuan's movements, and looked down at the people on the ground arrogantly, "I don't want to cooperate, I don't break the law, I won't do something that can be caught by the law. "

When Xie Qingmian said this, Fu Zhiyuan became anxious: "I can kill people, as long as you..."

"I said." Xie Qingmian had a cold face, covered with a layer of light frost, "I refuse this cooperation."

Fu Zhiyuan's complexion also changed drastically, and he looked at Xie Qingmian gloomyly, those eyes that were considered mild during the day were now full of cloudiness and madness.

Fu Zhiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Young Master Xie is just joking."

Xie Qingmian touched the big stupid beside her, and sneered: "What do you think?"

"I never joke."

This sentence completely tore apart Fu Zhiyuan's last disguise, he raised his knife again, and looked at Xie Qingmian sadly: "Sure enough, only those who are controlled are the most obedient."

When Xie Qingmian heard this, she clicked her tongue.

Is this trying to control him?

Fu Zhiyuan cut his hand with the knife in his hand, and the blood quickly flowed out from the wound, and then dripped to the ground.

The niche outside suddenly made a small sound, and then the sound became louder and louder, and finally became the crisp sound of the silver bottle hitting the wall and the ground.

After the crisp sound, the original narrow staircase door was full of ghosts who died in various ways, crawling into the room with their teeth and claws open, crowding in front of Fu Zhiyuan.

Xie Qingmian counted her fingers and found that the people from the special department had already entered the house.

Now there is only one last question left.

Xie Qingmian followed her plan, put away her original arrogance, her face turned pale, as if she was frightened.

The wound on Fu Zhiyuan's hand was bleeding faster and faster, he triumphantly controlled the mindless ghosts around him, and approached Xie Qingmian step by step.

Xie Qingmian's face paled into the paper: "We can talk again."

Fu Zhiyuan: "It's late."

"Wait." Xie Qingmian clenched her fists, "But you can no longer get close to my brother."

Hearing what Xie Qingmian said, Fu Zhiyuan hesitated for a second.

Xie Qingmian made persistent efforts and continued to persuade: "I can resume the previous cooperation, but you must also let me see that the little ghost you gave me is really controllable."

Fu Zhiyuan thought for a moment and agreed.

The ghost beside him slowly backed away, hiding in the darkness.

"Follow me." Fu Zhiyuan suddenly turned and left, and returned to the previous alcove along the way he came.

He reached into the alcove, and when he took it out again, there was something more in his hand.

"My mother left it to me." Fu Zhiyuan's eyes showed a little pride, "You also know some metaphysics. You should know that there is a sect in the metaphysics world called Miao Gu."

"President Fu's mother is from Miao Gu?"

Fu Zhiyuan: "Yes, my mother is from the Miao Gu sect, and my father is proficient in various Taoists. After they got together, they researched how to tear the souls of normal ghosts into pieces. The ghosts treated in this way will live forever. Always at your command."

What Fu Zhiyuan held in his palm was a small transparent jar, and in the jar lay a purple-black insect somewhat similar to a myriad of feet.

Or it could be said to be the female worm in Gu.

"What about the torn pieces of soul?"

"Of course it was eaten by it." Fu Zhiyuan held up the transparent jar in his hand full of admiration, "These days, it should be hungry again, this time it should be able to feed it."

At the end, Fu Zhiyuan's voice became softer and weaker, as if he was a little uncertain.

Xie Qingmian felt a little headache.

If those souls were eaten by this bug, then even if these controlled ghosts were reincarnated through the process of the underworld, they would still be fools with incomplete souls.

But can the part of the soul that has been swallowed be spit out again?

Xie Qingmian lowered her head and looked at the bug sleeping soundly in the jar, she felt a terrible headache.

Fu Zhiyuan still wanted to talk, but the sudden voice from above his head changed his complexion drastically.

"someone is coming."

Now that the matter has been investigated clearly, Xie Qingmian doesn't bother to pretend anymore, he still has a headache how to deal with these ghosts.

Seeing Xie Qingmian who was not surprised, Fu Zhiyuan's face became ugly: "Is it someone you brought?"

Xie Qingmian rolled her eyelids: "Yes, people from the special department are here to arrest you."

A guess suddenly popped up in Fu Zhiyuan's mind, his face was livid: "You also took Yi Tianyue away?"

"Yes, if it wasn't for Yi Tianyue." Xie Qingmian smiled half a smile, "You were the one who confessed."

Fu Zhiyuan's chest heaved in anger.

There was a lot of commotion upstairs, and Fu Zhiyuan had also heard about the special department. Compared with the freely organized metaphysics trade union, the special department, as a national organization, had a much higher level.

"You're looking for death." Knowing that he might not be able to escape today, Fu Zhiyuan waved his hand angrily and ordered the ghost behind him to kill Xie Qingmian.

Xie Qingmian didn't even bring any wolf hair this time, she just clenched her fists and hit the ghost that was rushing towards her.

After the shattered soul and body began to fuse, Xie Qingmian's great merit in her previous life also slowly returned to her place.

With this strong merit, Xie Qingmian can now be called invincible, and he can beat anyone he wants.

With a fist down, the ghost energy on the ghost's body was almost gone, and he lay weakly on the ground.

Fu Zhiyuan twisted his face, gritted his teeth and let more and more ghosts rush towards Xie Qingmian. At that moment, Xie Qingmian's figure was almost swallowed by the ghosts.

But all the ghosts just surrounded Xie Qingmian in a circle, and all the ghosts were afraid of his merits.

Xie Qingmian jumped over the many ghosts surrounding him, and kicked Fu Zhiyuan who thought he was outside the safe zone.

"I have done many immoral things, do you think I can escape this calamity?" Xie Qingmian rode on Fu Zhiyuan's body and punched him on the left side of the cheek.

"I really thought I was afraid of you, and dared to send ghosts to disturb me playing games in the middle of the night." Fu Zhiyuan was getting weaker and weaker as he punched down with left and right uppercuts.

After the special department found the basement and rushed in, the only people who appeared in front of them were Xie Qingmian who was sitting on the stone steps with his legs crossed, and Fu Zhiyuan who was lying on the ground dying.

"Take him away, I still have to deal with these ghosts." Xie Qingmian had just finished hiring a messenger, and was waiting for someone from the underworld with her legs crossed.

These people from the special department had been greeted in advance and knew Xie Qingmian's identity.

This is the person Pluto has taken a fancy to. Is there a problem with being a bit tough?

no problem.

Xie Qingmian: "By the way, there is another person next door. He was captured by Fu Zhiyuan. He is not dead yet. Remember to take a look at him."

As soon as the team leader of this operation heard this, he rushed into the next room immediately.

……

Xie Qingmian found a place where no one was around, and saw the messenger who came over.

Looking at Xie Bian, who was dressed in white and had white jade around his waist, Xie Qingmian covered her face: "Why is it you again?"

"Hey, didn't you see that it was our Pluto concubine who invited the messenger, I must come in person." Xie Bi'an caught the opportunity and flattered her.

Xie Qingmian was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Do you know Miao Gu, that kind of Gu worm that can eat souls, if you eat the soul, can you still take it out?"

Xie Bi'an: "You mean those ghosts last time?"

"Yeah." Xie Qingmian brought out the jar heavily, and showed Xie Bian the worm.

Xie Bi'an frowned: "Maybe a little numb—"

Halfway through the conversation, a figure appeared behind Xie Qingmian.

Xie Qingmian was shocked in her heart, before she had time to react, she was pulled into her arms.

"It's me." Bo Tingjun hugged Xie Qingmian from behind, and rubbed against his neck.

Xie Bi'an greeted him immediately: "Pluto."

Bo Tingjun didn't even give him a look: "Well, why didn't you deal with Qin Guang's affairs."

Bo Tingjun's long hair fell down and was caught between Xie Qingmian's neck.

Xie Qingmian was afraid of itches, she covered her neck and wanted to push Bo Tingjun away: "I called you here, please stop making trouble."

"Well, I didn't make a fuss."

Xie Bi'an: ...

This floor smells so good, bah, this dog food is so beautiful, bah, bah, it should be because this floor is so beautiful.

Xie Qingmian was helpless: "After finishing this matter first, can I hug you well, please take a look at this Gu worm."

Hearing what Xie Qingmian said, Bo Tingjun reluctantly gave that ugly bug a look.

"It eats a lot of souls."

"Can you force it out?"

"Yes, just let Xie Bi'an take it to look for Lunzhuan."

Both Lunzhuan and Qin Guang mentioned by Bo Tingjun are underworld errands, and they are Qin Guang, the first King of Hades in the Ten Temples, and the last Lunzhuan King respectively.

Xie Qingmian pressed Bo Tingjun's hand, her eyes lit up: "Then can I go? My previous merits have returned, and my soul must be stable."

After Bo Tingjun finished speaking, Xie Bi'an slipped away with Gu worms and those ignorant ghosts. Now there are only Xie Qingmian and Bo Tingjun in this place.

Xie Qingmian hugged Bo Tingjun's strong waist, tiptoed and pecked his chin.

"is it okay."

Bo Tingjun's eyes were dim, and he pressed his thumb on Xie Qingmian's lips, with a little force, the skin at the corner of his mouth turned red.

He spoke with a hoarse voice: "Just this, it's not enough."

Xie Qingmian pretended to be stupid: "It's not enough."

As soon as the voice fell, all the next words were blocked by a thin lip.

"Well."

Xie Qingmian was forced to raise her neck, put her arms around Bo Tingjun's neck to barely stand still, and was forced to bear this aggressive kiss.

After the kiss was over, Xie Qingmian's legs were inexplicably weak, she leaned against Bo Tingjun's chest and panted continuously, her eyes were a little blurred.

"Close your eyes." Bo Tingjun's voice brushed against Xie Qingmian's reddish ears.

Xie Qingmian closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was already in a sea of ​​red flowers from the other side.