Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

"what--!"

Heart-rending screams sounded.

A pair of black, blood-stained balls of rotten flesh were casually thrown to the ground by Hei Wuchang.

Immediately afterwards, he cruelly disabled the male ghost's hands.

It was these dirty hands that almost defiled the noble master of Hades, how could they be left in the world.

Hei Wuchang held two ghost hands, and a frightening black mist lingered in his palms, instantly refining the ghost hands dripping with black blood.

The male ghost has long lost his previous drooling and arrogant look. The blood holes in his dark eyes are dripping with blood, and he is wailing in pain from his mouth.

Hei Wuchang grabbed the opponent's scalp and roughly brought it to his eyes.

"You evildoers, go to hell!"

A circular black vortex appeared out of thin air on the ground between the two soul bodies.

The next moment, Hei Wuchang and the male ghost disappeared.

It was a textbook-level violent aesthetic performance that ended quickly in a short period of time.

Meng Yao, who was sitting on the bed, had an expressionless face and stared into the void with unblinking eyes.

After the dirty things were taken care of, Fu Jiuqing turned around and stared at the female ghost in the corner.

A hint of friendly gratitude appeared in the other party's ghostly eyes.

The next second, the female ghost seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and her soul collapsed and lay on the ground.

Fu Jiuqing was indifferent to this. He slowly lowered his eyes and saw the shivering soul hiding under the bed.

Under the bed is a female ghost, a female ghost whose bones are black and rotten and has been dead for some years.

After witnessing the miserable situation of the male ghost, the female ghost wanted to crawl out from under the bed, but then shrank back.

Fu Jiuqing pretended not to know and walked forward, looking at Meng Yao who was sitting by the bed, seemingly quiet, but actually deep in his own emotions.

The position where she stood was, by coincidence, right on the female ghost's hand, which was like a dead tree.

"Ah! My hand! Don't step on my hand!"

The female ghost's hoarse cry of pain sounded.

She used her other hand to lift Jiuqing's ankle.

Fu Jiuqing didn't seem to hear, he raised his steps slightly and stepped on the female ghost's other hand.

"Uuuuuuuuuuah...don't step on my hand!"

"It's broken! The bones are going to be broken!"

The female ghost cried so miserably, the ghost howled like a wolf.

Fu Jiuqing nudged her with her toes, and the female ghost screamed even more miserably.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The female ghost finally realized that Fu Jiuqing, who was able to summon Hei Wuchang, was clearly intentional.

She regretted it!

If I had known better, I wouldn't have followed the lecherous ghost and waited for him to be picked up.

No benefit has been gained, and now a ghost's life has to be paid for it.

The female ghost's screams were too harsh and sharp.

At this time, Meng Yao moved.

Her dull eyes slowly raised, staring at Fu Jiuqing motionlessly.

"Did you hear that? Xia Rujun is here! She comes to me again! She wants to torture me!"

Meng Yao returned to his previous nervous state, his eyes filled with terrifying fear.

She heard the ghost's cry and her eyes darted around the room, looking for something quickly.

Suddenly, her neck became very stiff and turned strangely. She tilted her ears to listen to the sound.

Fu Jiuqing was afraid of irritating Meng Yao, so he gently lifted his foot that was crushing the female ghost's hand under the bed.

The female ghost suddenly shrank deep under the bed, no longer daring to poke her head out easily.

Fu Jiuqing looked down at Meng Yao condescendingly, seeing the changes in his facial expressions.

Meng Yao froze and held his breath, his eyes finally falling in the direction of the door.

Not knowing what she saw, her expression suddenly froze.

Meng Yao saw Xia Rujun's ferocious face, and her mouth covered in bright lipstick opened and closed.

"Meng Yao, your sister is a scumbag who was played to death by others. Are you as scumbag as her?"

"Look at your face. It's not as showy as your sister's. You can even look at it when you dress up."

"Why don't you teach us how your sister seduces men?"

Meng Yao's ears rang again with sarcastic laughter from Xia Rujun, Feng Wenwen and others.

She covered her ears hard, opened her eyes wide, and stared at Fu Jiuqing pleadingly, and tears burst out from her eyes.

"Why don't they let me go! Why?!"

"Jiu Qing, why are they unwilling to let us go?"

"What did I do wrong? Why do I have to endure this! My sister is not wrong, she is not that kind of person!"

The last words Meng Yao yelled made the female ghost lying in the corner in a panic tremble slightly.

Fu Jiuqing took in all the movements around him.

The relationship between the original Fu Nannan and Meng Yao was okay, but under the clutches of Xia Rujun and others, they became a pair of troubled sisters who hugged each other for warmth.

Meng Yao mentioned her sister several times. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a good figure. There were many people chasing her.

Her sister Meng Qin graduated from a prestigious university, but she did not fight back all the way to the top of her life.

After graduation, she always dressed up very coquettishly and sexy, frequented various nightclubs, and hung out with different men.

Later, she followed a somewhat powerful man and left the imperial capital for Vietnam and Myanmar, where she stayed for three years.

In three years, she never called Meng Yao.

However, Meng Qin was very kind to her sister. Before leaving, she left enough living expenses and tuition fees for Meng Yao to ensure that she could successfully complete her academic career.

Until a year ago, Meng Yao received a call from a friend who was said to be her sister.

The other party told her that Meng Qin was dead and no bones were left.

Meng Yao couldn't believe that her sister, whom she hadn't seen for three years, died like this.

Later, photos of Meng Qin going out to nightclubs with different men emerged.

Xia Rujun and others tortured Meng Yao more and more, and always attacked Meng Yao with all kinds of unbearable things about Meng Qin.

A senior who graduated from a prestigious university, received an honorary title, and has an unlimited future. She has a lot of resources and has more high-quality connections than ordinary people, but she is willing to degenerate into a prostitute.

This contrast, more than a gimmick, made Xia Rujun and others feel superior, and all the malice in their bones was vented on Meng Yao.

Meng Yao, who has experienced the death of his only relative, has been living in dire straits ever since.

Fu Jiuqing glanced out of the corner of his eyes at the female ghost lying on the ground with her soul broken, and she would disappear soon.

She probably knew the origin of tonight's cause and effect.

Fu Jiuqing sighed softly, raised his right hand, and a black-covered book of life and death appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The cover was opened by slender and beautiful fingers, and the names of sisters Meng Qin and Meng Yao soon appeared on the light yellow paper.

The sisters lost their parents when they were still young and grew up with the help of enthusiastic relatives.

All their experiences from childhood to adulthood are clearly recorded in the book of life and death.

One by one, golden fonts flashed into Fu Jiuqing's eyes.

In just a few seconds, she watched Meng Qin's life and Meng Yao's upcoming death.

Even if Meng Yao hadn't been succeeded by the male ghost tonight, he would have been killed in this old apartment before dawn.

This poor girl, after losing her only relative, has been exposed to violence and bullying for a long time. Not only does she suffer from depression, but she also has mild schizophrenia caused by Xia Rujun and others.

Her current mental state is on the verge of dangerous collapse.

Fu Jiuqing put away the book of life and death and sat next to Meng Yao.

She took out her phone and checked the time, it was two thirty in the morning.

In another hour, those who came to kill Meng Yao will also arrive.

Fu Jiuqing raised her eyes to see Meng Yao who had regained her composure and was picking her fingernails with her head down.

Her sweet and gentle voice sounded: "Meng Yao, do you want to see your sister?"

"elder sister?"

Meng Yao suddenly raised his head, his dim and fearful eyes filled with strong longing and longing.