After the metaphysics boss dressed as a celebrity in the entertainment industry

The face of the underworld envoy turned ugly. Gradually, the disciples didn't dare to ask any more questions, and the voice in the lobby became smaller and smaller until...

"What are you doing, don't scare my disciples, please cooperate, I will burn paper for you later!"

The third child glanced at her, and raised his chin with great backbone: "Don't use this trick to tempt me, I won't accept your trick!"

Xiao Liu poked his head out and whispered.

"Xiaozhuzhu, the underworld has been inflated recently, and the price of goods has risen so fast that money is worthless. Your brother asked me to give you a message. He told you to calm down and stop burning paper. If this continues, 10 You can only buy a carrot with [-] million coins!"

Can the underworld also inflate?

Sister Shen didn't understand.

It seems that my brother's management is not good!

"Then... I'll burn the car for you? Do you want it? A luxury car..."

The youngest turned around, and after looking at her, he coughed lightly twice, with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Well... what do you want to know, ask, come one by one..."

Embarrassment is nothing compared to a car!

Hey, the luxury car is coming soon!

The disciples are far away, and they don't know what they just exchanged. The only thing they can be sure of now is that the relationship between Curator Shen and the messenger of the underworld is really good!

So good that when she was drunk, Sister Shen could call them out to take the class instead.

The Messenger of the Underworld gave them substitute teachers?

This may sound a little ridiculous at first, but who would have thought it was true?

Curator Shen is awesome!

With such a curator, they walk sideways when they go out, fortune-telling halls, Fengshui halls are nothing!Can any of them be brothers and sisters to the messenger of the underworld?Have they seen the messenger of the underworld, tsk tsk tsk!

Seeing that the tall man was not as vicious as before, a disciple tremblingly raised his hand and asked, "How many messengers of the underworld are there in the underworld?"

Xiao Liu said that this question is too simple, he can answer: "We have a total of..."

"two."

The third child spit out these two words indifferently. He really wanted a car, but he also had to maintain his own image. Today, he is taking the route of dragging the king. With so many people, he can't collapse his personality!

Xiao Liu shut up in silence, and asked the third child in the secret language of the messenger of the underworld.

"Third brother, we obviously have 99 brothers and sisters, how do you say there are two?"

"Some can talk, some can't, social dangers have to be guarded against! We say whatever they ask, so what have we become? Human question-and-answer robots? We have to keep it mysterious, understand? Remember, don't let humans See through us!"

Xiao Liu nodded half-understood. He felt that what Third Brother said was very reasonable, and he couldn't let humans see through him.

So he chose to hide.

Everyone watched helplessly as Xiao Liu's body gradually faded, and finally turned into a gray shadow floating in mid-air.The third child noticed that everyone was staring at his side, subconsciously looked over, and was frightened half to death.

"Why are you hiding?!"

"Humans can't see through us!"

Third child: ...

I really want to change to a regular partner. This partner's comprehension is really not good, even if his comprehension is low, the most important thing is that he is too scary!

Always doing something inexplicable but irrefutable, I really can't stand it!

"Third brother, I think this is very safe, you should try it too!" Xiao Liu was very excited, he liked the feeling of floating in the air so much.

Their entities can be touched by people, but if they become shadows, everyone can only see them, but not touch them. It feels so cool not to be touched!

The third child silently rolled his eyes, feeling very safe?

He wants to see, how safe is it? !

Gradually, the third child also gradually became transparent...

Hiss~ Don't say hey, I feel so safe!

Then the painting style of the entire lobby became weird.

Shen sister Zhu sat in the front and fell asleep, two shadows floated back and forth, giving lessons to the disciples.The disciples were in agitation and fear, and their attention was so concentrated that they didn't even miss the tone of their speech, and they all recorded it in their notebooks.

buzz-

The phone in her pocket vibrated, and Suzhen realized that she had an appointment with her friend to play games at night, and now that she is in this situation, she must not be able to play games.

She opened the chat room, intending to tell everyone.

[Suzhen: Ernie, I can't play games for now, I'm in class. 】

【Mei Xioni: Mo?You still have class so late, did you skip class and get caught by the teacher? 】

[Mei Xioni: Wait, I suddenly remembered, are you taking a class at the Wizard House?I just saw the news that Sister Shen had gone to the wizard's hall, and she was still sitting at the door chatting with the curator's uncle. 】

[Suzhenna: Mmm, I'm just taking a metaphysics class. 】

[Meixi Oni: How do you feel?Isn't Sister Shen super amazing!Ahhh!I also really want to take her class, but unfortunately I am not from the wizard hall. When you have a class next time, can our disciples from other halls sit in? 】

[Meixi Oni: I can pay the tuition fee, as much as I want! 】

[Suzhen: Your benefactor is really, really amazing! !I still can't believe it, this class is actually real, it's like a dream!Dafa!No, this is a scene that I dare not even dream of! 】

Meixi was aroused by Suzhen's series of exclamation points.

[Mei Xioni: What's the matter?What happened?Ahhhhh I'm so anxious, please tell me, Suzhen!I gave you the special lottery you wanted last time! !Please please tell me! 】

【Suzhen: ...I'm only telling you, O'Neill, don't tell anyone else! 】

[Meixi Oni: No problem!You still don't believe my mouth?My mouth is the strictest, I have never passed on the little secret you told me! 】

Suzhen thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case, so Mixioni could be trusted!

Next, Suzhen told Meixi everything that happened in the lobby just now, and the latter thought it was some fantasy story she made up, and asked her many times in succession.

【is this real? 】

[Does the Messenger of Hell really exist? 】

【Dafa, sister Shenzhu called you here?What is her identity! 】

[No, no, I have to digest it myself! 】

[Ah ah ah!I can't digest it. When I think of that scene, my hairs stand on end, okay?Sister Shen's metaphysics is so powerful!She is simply a god! 】

Because Suzhen wanted to continue taking notes, she quickly ended the exchange.

What she didn't expect was that Meixi, who had just promised her that she would never tell anything, had already turned around and told her senior sister about it.

The elder sister told the younger brother again, the younger brother told the younger sister, the younger sister went to ask the master, the master communicated with the younger brother, the younger brother felt that this was too outrageous, so he called the curator of the fortune-telling center, and the curator and the deputy curator communicated At that time, I was heard by my junior brother, and my junior brother told my junior sister...

After so many rounds of propagation...

The content of the dissemination changed from the original version of Sister Shen summoning the messenger of the underworld, becoming the messenger of the underworld, and then saying that Sister Shen was the boss of the messenger of the underworld, then saying that Sister Shen was the boss of the underworld, and finally saying that Sister Shen was the king of Hades .

The final version that reached the curator of the Fengshui Museum was that Sister Shen was the mother of Hades.

puff!

When he heard the news, the curator who was drinking soju spit it out on the spot.

The younger brothers and sisters who sat at the table with him hurriedly got up and patted their backs to help him calm down. A group of people struggled for a long time before they managed to calm him down.

After confirming that the curator was able to vent his anger smoothly, the deputy curator finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his head, and fell on the chair.

call!Finally...

This sentence almost killed the curator.

Sister Shen, you can do it!

In fact, Sister Shen has already killed the curator once.

This afternoon, they received the news that Quan Xizhen withdrew all the funds invested in the museum and planned to invest in the wizard's museum under the name of Sister Shen.

At that time, the curator almost didn't come up and drove west. A group of them talked and talked, which made him calm down.

Seeing that it was getting dark, someone suggested that everyone have a drink together to relieve their depression, and discuss what to do next.

A group of people discussed for a long time, and they were thinking of finding an opportunity to rectify Sister Shen, and let her know that seniors are seniors after all, lest she be young and not know the heights of heaven and earth.

The curator felt a little better now, but just after taking a sip of wine, he heard the news.

Is Sister Shen Zhu the King of Hades?

This this this?

If this is the case, then they just discussed the plan for a long time, what is it?

Play house?

Insult yourself?

"Where did this news come from, is it true?"

The curator is not well at the moment, so the deputy curator can only come forward to solve the problem.

The deputy curator was very talented in metaphysics. He almost died in a car accident when he was young. When he was dying, he really saw the messenger of the underworld.

Men and women in black clothes, with indifferent expressions and empty eyes, kicked him as soon as they came up.

He was kicked back into the body and woke up.

Since then, he has been exposed to metaphysics, and he has made great achievements in fortune-telling and Fengshui. Now at the age of 35, he has surpassed other seniors and become the deputy curator.

"Where did the news come from? The wizard's house?"

The other person hung up the phone and raised his hand: "I just called the people in the wizard's hall, sister Shen Zhu indeed called the messenger of the underworld, and now the messenger of the underworld is still teaching those disciples, now, still There is a video!"

He handed over the mobile phone, and a group of people formed a ball.

They are all metaphysicians, and they can see the semi-invisible shadows in the video.In the picture, this black shadow is indeed teaching the disciples, floating around, this scene looks a little creepy.

The deputy curator frowned: "Where is Sister Shen Zhu, why didn't she say anything?"

"Drunk, already asleep."

……

Drunk, called the messenger of the underworld to attend class, and slept by herself. Sister Shen's ability to do such a thing proves that her identity is really extraordinary!

Can the messenger of the underworld be summoned by anyone?And also took her place in class without any complaints?

Looking at the situation, it seems that Sister Shen is really the mother of King Yama...

If this is the case, all their plans just now have to be changed.

Although they are reckless, they are not stupid. They are fighting against the people of Hades simply because they think they have lived too long!

"Well, fifth, go to the Wizard's Hall and tell us that we want to invite Ms. Shen to come over and teach our disciples a lesson, so that they can learn a lot, and we can let them do it!"

When Cheng Zheng received the call, his muscles stiffened from laughing.

Tonight, he received three calls from the Fengshui, fortune-telling and photoshops that looked down on him before.The three directors had similar intentions, and they all wanted to invite Sister Shen to visit and attend classes.

He also said that the conditions can let him open.

The three museums thought quite well, Cheng Zheng didn't hesitate at all, and directly rejected their invitation.

Just kidding, sister Shen Zhu is now their treasure, the treasure of the town hall!What is going to other people's libraries to take classes?

People who don't know think that their restaurant can't keep people, and the boss is robbed by others.

impossible!

He would never give the other three halls a chance to get close to Sister Shen. The three treacherous and cunning guys would definitely not do good things together. Cheng Zheng said that he had seen through their essence.

The fox's tail is fluttering in the wind, and it can't hide it.

He could hear the calculations made more than ten kilometers away in the wizard's hall clearly.

Of course, refusal must be rejected, but it can't be killed with a straight stick. After rejecting the invitation of the three of them, Cheng Cheng revealed a piece of news to the three of them at the same time.

Next, for each of Sister Shen's courses, the wizard hall will reserve ten places for the other three halls, and the distribution ratio is three, three, and four.The three halls discussed among themselves, whoever gets three and whoever gets four.

This wave of competition for places directly brought together powerful figures from the other three pavilions.

That night, everyone had a friendly discussion over dinner, and then it turned into clapping at the table. Finally, it was decided that whoever wins the three pavilion competitions will get four.

Cheng Zheng burst into laughter in the auditorium.

Hahahaha!

Did not expect it!You also have today!

When we were isolated together before, I probably never thought that this kind of thing will happen in the future, hahaha!

The top three halls, in order to compete for the opportunity to study in the penultimate hall, meet to fight once a week!Hahaha!So cool, so cool!

The anger and oppression I received back then was returned, and it was doubled. Cheng Zheng raised his mobile phone, carefully found an angle, and took a picture of this scene.

From now on, this video will, along with Sister Shen, become evidence of the wizard's hall's elation, and become a treasure of the hall!

This night, the entire metaphysics world was reshuffled. Since the release of the news from the wizard hall, the interior and exterior of the other three halls have not stopped.

Such a big movement directly affected the investment judgment of the giants.

A group of people have seen Shen sister Zhu's financial resources, coupled with the current movement of the Metaphysics Hall, the rich and powerful families who are still on the lookout immediately choose to support the Wizard Hall.

In the middle of the night, the donation list for the charity gala was released, and behind Sister Shen's name was followed by Zhaoyi's star worth [-] million dollars. It was so obvious that when I opened the list, I was blinded.

Netizens who were about to catch up on sleep after playing until midnight, lost all sleepiness when they saw this news.Posts that had sunk in the past were pushed up again, and there were dozens of them at a time.

That night, Sister Shen once again slaughtered the list.

The content of Tu Bang includes but is not limited to metaphysics, romance, first stage, identity and other entries, among which there is a new hot spot.

[Don't stop me, I'm going to marry Sister Shen Zhu! 】

When both the Internet and reality were shocked by the same person, the person concerned slept very soundly.

It was so sweet that Xiaomi took her out of the wizard's house, stuffed her into the car and took her home. She still didn't wake up when she went through the gate and bumped into the wall.

There is a big bag on the forehead.

She felt nothing at all.

Until the next day when she was putting on makeup, VV asked her suspiciously.

"Piggy, what's wrong with your head? Did it hit somewhere? Why is there a bag? This bag is a bit dusty..."

Sister Shen touched her forehead subconsciously.

"Huh? What's the situation? Why do I have a bag here! What did I do last night?"

Xiaomi approached like a ghost, and gave her a faint look.

"Oh, your bag, you got drunk yesterday, said you were a butterfly, let me chase you, and then...you hit the wall."?