Setting up a fortune-telling stall: No money for divination?ghosts have to die

Then Chen Feng walked into the apartment alone.

This apartment is much bigger than the one Chen Feng used to live in, and it even has an elevator.

But taking the elevator is not a wise choice now.

"Sixth floor, she lives on the sixth floor."

Chen Feng quickly climbed up the stairs, step by step.

The higher he went, the more uncomfortable he felt.

[System prompt: trigger a lucky event, freeze for two seconds]

Hearing the prompt from the system, Chen Feng was really puzzled by the "fixed body for two seconds". Can this be considered a lucky event?

But after the set is over.

The window of the staircase was shattered by the thunder, and the fragments flew out like bomb fragments.

If it wasn't for these two seconds, he wouldn't be sure that he would be able to react and release his martial soul to resist.

"It seems that increasing the luck value is still very useful, and it can be triggered under the influence of mold."

At the moment, he also became vigilant and climbed steadily.

He soon came to the fifth floor.

At this time, I heard a burst of explosions, collisions, etc. from the stairs upstairs.

And human cries.

"Someone fighting?"

Chen Feng frowned slightly, and quickly walked up to the sixth floor.

The next moment, his footsteps stopped.

The aisles are full of ghosts that have evolved from eating musty gas.

Among the ghosts, several humans were performing martial arts.

"It's them?"

It was Wu Xi's evil-slaying team.

And it looked like he was still struggling.

Although Wu Xi's cultivation had reached the bronze stage, he couldn't stand the fact that there were so many physical ghosts, and he had to take care of his teammates, so he couldn't use his full strength.

"If you don't want to die, don't mess with me." Chen Feng casually killed a ghost that rushed forward to attack, and said coldly.

However, this movement also attracted the attention of Wu Xi's team.

"Chen Feng!" There was a trace of surprise in Wu Xi's tone, showing a rescued expression.

If Chen Feng wanted to enter Lin Qingwan's room from the corridor, he had to deal with a large number of ghosts.

But in this way, the spiritual energy in the body will inevitably be consumed.

Lin Qingwan's room can only be entered through other means.

"Captain Wu Xi, I made a fortune for you without authorization, take care."

After speaking, he climbed out from the window of the stairs.

Wu Xi and the others were destined to die, and Chen Feng had no obligation to change their fate.

The most urgent task is to solve Lin Qingwan's problem. If he is delayed by a second, he may be killed by the thunderbolt.

"Hey! Chen Feng! What do you mean by taking care!?" Wu Xi shouted nervously.

However, Chen Feng has now used the two-character spell to transform a hook lock, which is fixed on the window of Lin Qingwan's home.

Then he put on the perverted cloak to cover up his breath, and crawled over step by step.

Coming to the window, he finally saw what was going on inside.

Physical ghosts of various shapes filled the living room, but Lin Qingwan was not seen.

It must have been in the room.

"This musty smell is really a favorite of ghosts."

Chen Feng used fortune-telling to do a reverse fortune-telling, and confirmed that there was no picture of killing himself on the fate line of these ghosts.

Although these are physical ghosts, they have only been transformed for a while, and their strength is not strong.

Then Chen Feng turned over and jumped into the living room.

"Two-character spells, Qianben!"

The talisman paper was transformed into a large number of sharp flying needles in his hands, and under the force of two thousand catties, thousands of them flew out.

A series of sharp and mournful screams filled the entire apartment.

Accompanied by it, a large number of ghost beads fell on the floor.

"The quality of ordinary ghost beads is still far from high-quality ghost beads, but mosquito legs are also meat."

He didn't bother to clean up these ghost beads, took off the perverted cloak, and then pressed his palm on the door of the room, and the whole door was blown away with a shake of his arm.

"Miss Lin!"

Chen Feng saw Lin Qingwan's body at a glance.

The latter's body was lying on the bed, and a male ghost with a particularly human-like head was lying on her body.

The male ghost opened his mouth to Lin Qingwan's, and began to suck in the mold from the air.

"Stinky boy, don't meddle in other people's business, you will die if you dare to hinder us from eating!"

This male ghost was not the only one in the room, the other ghosts were guarding the side, and they showed hideous expressions when they saw Chen Feng coming in.

It seems that the male ghost is the BOSS.

"Well, I've done the math for you, none of the people present are good ghosts."

"So you can disappear in this world."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Feng held a dagger in his hand and attacked the ghost.

Originally, he wanted to transform into a long sword, but in order to save aura, he could only use "one character spell, sword".

Every time the dagger was swung, two or three ghosts disappeared.

A room of only ten square meters could not accommodate too many ghosts, and they were all killed in less than a minute.

"Little brother, it seems that your body is very good, how about lending it to me?"

The male ghost had stopped inhaling the musty gas, and he couldn't help but licked his tongue as he looked at Chen Feng's body.

His voice was soft and creepy.

Chen Feng can spy on the opponent's strength through fortune-telling, which is equivalent to a human's bronze star.

But it is much stronger than humans.

Because only the martial spirit can hurt him.

That's why he dared to play Chen Feng's idea.

From the opponent's fate line, it is indeed possible to hurt Chen Feng with great strength.

But it was only a minor injury. In the end, the male ghost lost to Chen Feng and ran away. Knowing this is enough.

Change your life!

"Consume all the magic points and upgrade the two-character spell!"

[System prompt: The two-character spell has been upgraded to LV47]

The level increases, the consumption remains the same, and the power increases!

"Two-character spell, shotgun!"

This time Chen Feng was lucky, the talisman transformed into a shotgun instead of a rifle.

Seeing Chen Feng's ability, the other party couldn't help being surprised.

"What kind of ability do you have? There is such a martial spirit in human beings? The talisman paper turns into a gun?"

Chen Feng sneered, "You will know what kind of ability it is once you taste a bullet."

He didn't show mercy to the male ghost. During the fortune-telling just now, he had already seen all sorts of outrageous things about the male ghost.

Immediately, the shotgun was aimed at the head and fired.

With a "bang" gunshot, half of his face was smashed.

"Ah! Damn! It hurts! My handsome face!"

"Brat, I remember you, I will kill you next time!"

The male ghost left cruel words and was about to leave, but found that his body was trapped in an iron cage.

"There is no next time for you."

The male ghost looked terrified for a moment, and begged Chen Feng for mercy: "Handsome guy, don't kill me, don't kill me, I promise to be a good ghost in the future!"

Chen Feng held the gun in his right hand, and pushed the sunglasses with his left hand.

He said lightly: "The evil ghost has no chance to negotiate with me!"

Chapter 61 I'm sorry I have to do it once

With a "bang", the male ghost's head was completely smashed.

The body turns into evil energy and returns to nature.

"Stinky boy, the ghost king is coming, I curse you to die!" The other party's voice, which seemed very hellish, echoed in Chen Feng's ears.

He didn't know what the ghost king was, but no one who could make him die hadn't appeared yet.

"Drop!" A fine ghost bead fell to the ground.

"The harvest this time is not bad, counting those ordinary ghost beads should be able to break through to Bronze [-] star."

"Boom!"

"Crack! Kick!"

While Chen Feng was thinking, the thunderstorm outside became more violent.

The entire apartment building was affected, and all glass windows were shattered.

"What a horrible bad smell!"

Under the observation of fortune-telling, he discovered that the whole room was filled with a strong musty smell.

At this moment, there was a loud "boom", and a hole was blown out of the wall of Lin Qingwan's room.

The impact direction of those crushed stones was exactly where Chen Feng was.

Fortunately, he has been vigilant and reacted in time, which blocked most of the gravel.

However, some fish slipped through the net and hit the toes.

"Miss Lin, I'm sorry I have to do it once!" Chen Feng said solemnly.

Now I can only suppress her bad luck first.

The next moment, Chen Feng immediately took out a hundred-year-old lucky bamboo from the high-tech storage bag, and pressed it directly on Lin Qingwan.

This pot of lucky bamboo weighs thirty catties!

But its extravagance is indeed on the same level as Lin Qingwan's mildew.

The noble aura accumulated for a hundred years was also very strong, which immediately enveloped Lin Qingwan's moldy aura and could no longer be released to the outside world.

Gradually, the thunderclouds over Lingnan City subsided, and the people felt the warmth of the sun again.

But at this time, Lingnan City looks a bit like after the war.

"Cough cough!"

At this time, Lin Qingwan, who had been in a coma, let out two dry coughs, and almost fell the lucky bamboo when her body shook.