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

Astrology Sect.

Yun Xiaozi has been in a very embarrassing situation these past few days because of the fate of the Qin family's crown prince.

He stood on the sect's balcony, frowning as he observed the dim stars twinkling in the sky.

Not sure what to see, he shook his head and sighed.

On Yun Xiaozi's head, a wooden hairpin was fixed in Hunyuan bun, and his messy hair was blown around by the wind on the balcony.

He looked haggard, his eye sockets were blue, and it was obvious that he had not rested for several days.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.

A corner of Yun Xiaozi's Taoist robe was lifted up by the wind.

The cold and chilling Yin energy penetrated the fabric and touched the warm skin, causing goosebumps to appear on the body.

The moment he sensed the invasion of ghost energy, Yun Xiaozi's face dropped.

He rushed into the room, took off the sword hanging on the wall, and pointed it directly at the place with the strongest ghost energy in the void.

Yun Xiaozi shouted sharply: "Who is it?!"

The formation set up by the Xingxiang Sect makes it difficult for unclean things to break in.

Anyone who can break into the sect must be a fierce ghost!

"Yunxiaozi, it's me."

A long sigh sounded in the void.

Yun Xiaozi's hand loosened his grip on the sword, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.

A crisp sound sounded in the quiet attic.

Yun Xiaozi shouted in shock: "Master?!"

A human-shaped black mist appeared in the void.

"It's me." His tone was very pleased.

The first thing Yun Xiaozi did was to kneel down heavily in front of the black mist.

His eyes were red and he choked with sobs: "Master, I'm sorry for you, Qin Baichen is going to die."

Master has given many instructions to save Qin Baichen's life at all costs.

He failed his master's expectations.

No matter how he calculated it, Qin Baichen would definitely die in the early hours of tonight.

Half of his hair was almost bald due to worry.

The feeling of powerlessness weighed heavily on Yun Xiaozi, making him want to report to the underworld on his behalf.

Heiwu said quietly: "There is no need to worry, his fate has been changed."

Yun Xiaozi didn't hear the envy in his master's tone, and the tears in his eyes quickly dissipated.

He blinked and said in surprise: "Is this true?!"

Hei Wu said in a deep voice: "Yun Xiaozi, my time as a teacher is running out, and now I entrust you with an important task."

Yun Xiaozi straightened his back, his expression serious and solemn: "Say!"

"A noble man has come to this world! Find a way to hug your noble man's lap!"

"what?"

Yun Xiaozi was prepared, thinking that his master would ask him to take on some important task that might risk his life.

As a result... he was asked to hug someone else's lap.

It was as if he had led thousands of troops to the battlefield, only to face only a few defeated soldiers.

Heiwu's voice was serious and his tone was extremely cautious: "Our Xingxiang Sect has been in decline for many years, and it's time to return to its peak.

The status of a noble person is extremely noble! The Xingxiang Sect must hug her thigh tightly and make the sect prosper! "

He said it with high spirits, but Yun Xiaozi was confused when he heard it.

He slightly cupped his hands and asked, "Master, who is this noble person? Can you tell me your gender and age?"

Hei Wu coughed lowly and said in a pretentious manner: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked."

The corners of Yun Xiaozi's eyes twitched slightly, and he said sadly: "Master, China has a population of two billion, and you are asking me to find a needle in a haystack."

He had a grimace on his face, already having a premonition of how difficult the task would be.

The humanoid black mist snorted: "Master, my life is still in someone else's hands. No matter how much information you reveal, you must not reveal it. You must keep your eyes open.

The noble has a ferocious temperament and ruthless methods, making it difficult to deal with. Be sure not to disobey her. "

Yun Xiaozi subconsciously imagined in his mind the appearance of a noble and immortal person.

The person who can be treated with such caution by Master must be an old guy who has been practicing for hundreds of years.

He cupped his hands and nodded vigorously, thinking he understood.

"Yes! I will definitely lead all members of the sect to hug the noble man's lap tightly."

"Good good!"

The ghost of the black mist gradually dissipated and said three good words in a row.

Before he left, he added a few more words.

"Yun Xiaozi, the world is going to be in chaos now, so it's important to hold onto the noble man's lap.

Don’t forget the responsibilities that the sect shoulders. When necessary, we must use all our sect’s strength to assist the nobles. Remember——”

Yun Xiaozi watched the master's ghost dissipate.

After realizing it, he felt sad, and shouted with red eyes: "Master——"

In the quiet attic, except for the sound of wind and choking, no one responded.

*

At noon, City God Temple.

Fu Jiuqing, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by the sound that reached his ears.

It was not the whispering conversation of the twelve gods outside the door, but the crying of the pilgrims who came to the temple.

Fu Jiuqing rubbed his eyebrows and stood up, leaning lazily and casually on the antique and comfortable bed.

The conversation outside the door came to her ears clearly.

"I'm really going to die. Are you sure it's midnight tonight?"

"The underworld wants him to die at the third watch. Who dares to keep him until the fifth watch? When midnight comes tonight, that person will report to the underworld."

"A ten thousand-year marriage is going to be missed like this." Gong Xiangzhi sighed regretfully.

Long Ning slowly burst into thunder: "The two black and white envoys sent by Hades to seduce the soul are already guarding that person."

Someone exclaimed: "Huh? The seventh master and the eighth master are guarding that one, waiting for Zi Shi to seduce him?"

Long Ning nodded and smiled: "According to reliable information, there is a sensation in the underworld, and hundreds of millions of ghosts are gossiping about this matter.

With such explosive news, they were jumping up and down in excitement, and the network below was paralyzed countless times. "

Suddenly, a strange male voice interrupted.

"The Forgotten River is now filled with ghosts, all of whom are staring at the oracle of the Sansheng Stone."

Immediately afterwards, the man said: "If Hades wasn't here, I would have asked for leave to watch."

Gong Xiangzhi joked: "Boss, stop making trouble. When Pluto wakes up soon, he will definitely want to settle the score with you."

Long Ning also advised: "Boss, just to be on the safe side, why don't you kneel down here to apologize?

Don’t worry, we all pretended not to see it, so don’t be afraid of losing face. "

The teasing voice contained obvious encouragement.

Shu Jingyan glanced at her sideways and sneered with unknown meaning.

"I heard that you went to have a fight with Hades last night and had a good fight?"

Long Ning raised his chin and said proudly: "That's not the case! Pluto is so handsome and sassy!"

Shu Jingyan looked at the others with almost the same expression.

His expression became cold and his voice was extremely stern.

“We have embarrassed ourselves and asked Pluto to clean up the mess, how proud are you?!

Do you know that Pluto is a human now, even if there is a trace of divine power protecting her body, she will still die.

If something happens to Pluto, how many lives do you think we have for the jailers in purgatory below to play with? "

As soon as these words came out, there was an eerie silence.

The air stagnated slightly and fell into a solid state.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gasp of air, and the expressions of the Twelve Division Gods changed.