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

Cheng Yunchang suppressed the fear in his heart and became so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red.

He completely lost his young master's temper, pointed at Fu Jiayou's nose, and roared angrily.

"Don't be ungrateful. If I weren't afraid that something would happen to you, my cousin and sister-in-law wouldn't let me go, so I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

Fu Jiayou was not ungrateful. Seeing Jin Gui's young master, the corners of his eyes turned red with anger, and his handsome face was slightly distorted.

He put his arms around Cheng Yuncheng's neck and said with a smile: "Don't worry, any evil spirit will have to lie down in front of me.

Seeing that you care so much about me, I will take you to have fun, spoil the devil, and save your confidante by the way. "

When talking about his confidante, he helped Jiayou look back at Chi Yingxuan who was following him.

Cheng Yuncheng was easy to coax, and his anger disappeared instantly.

He glanced at Fu Jiayou and explained: "What a confidante, Chi Yingxuan is my childhood friend.

Her nature is not bad, but she often goes crazy. Just don't treat her like a normal person. "

"Yunheng, what are you talking about?"

Chi Yingxuan's faint voice sounded behind her.

In this creepy atmosphere, her voice sounded like a female ghost asking for her life.

Cheng Yuncheng jumped up and reflexively rushed behind Fu Jiayou.

He had experienced this familiar feeling before in the Imperial City City God's Temple.

Every time he thought about what happened that night, it was like a nightmare for him.

When Cheng Yuncheng saw it was Chi Yingxuan, he vented his anger on her.

"I said Miss Chi Er, you are walking silently! Do you know that scaring people can scare them to death!"

When he made such a fuss, the depressing atmosphere around him became more lively.

Chi Yingxuan's fear subsided a little, and she rolled her eyes at Cheng Yuncheng: "It's obvious that you are timid!"

Young Master Cheng exploded: "Am I a coward? A coward would risk his life with you?!"

"Okay, okay, you two calm down for a while, someone is coming!"

He Rongsheng stared at the figure walking not far away and reminded a few people in a low voice.

Fu Wenjun's smiling voice then sounded: "Why are these young masters interested in visiting my Fu family in the middle of the night?"

Behind him were several young men and women wearing filial piety plaques on their sleeves, including Chi Yingxuan's boyfriend Fu Sui.

When Miss Chi Er saw Fu Sui, there was unconcealable warmth in her eyes.

He Rongsheng was the older one among them, and he stood up to deal with Fu Wenjun.

"I'm interrupting you so rudely. Please don't take offense to the Master of the Fu family. We are having a gathering at the club tonight. We heard that Miss Fu Mo'er left. We came to see her as soon as we got drunk."

Fu Wenjun, who was shrouded in a ghostly aura and was short and fat, looked at the young masters and Chi Yingxuan in front of him with treacherous and shining eyes.

He smiled and said: "Thank you for thinking about my little girl. You are a guest. Let's have a cup of tea in the house to sober up."

Fu Jiayou stared at Fu Wenjun with evil eyes, as cold as looking at a dead person.

He was the first to speak out: "Then we won't be polite!"

The little ancestor agreed to come down, and He Rongsheng and others naturally accompanied him.

Led by Fu Wenjun, the group walked through the gloomy courtyard and walked towards the brightly lit villa.

The direction they left was exactly opposite to the location filled with strong ghost energy.

Fu Mo'er's mourning hall is located in the hall of Fu's family.

There were several relatives and relatives gathered together inside, all of them looking numb and without any sadness.

Fu Wenjun settled in He Rongsheng, Fu Jiayou and others, and walked towards the relatives.

He said in a lukewarm tone: "It's late at night, you all should go back and rest."

After all the relatives of the Fu family left, Fu Wenjun whispered to the men who were following him: "Go and tell Ueno Shiqiao that the young master of the Qin family is here."

The men nodded, turned and left, their footsteps like ghosts, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

In the living room.

Fu Jiayou sat in a bold posture, as if he were at home, picked up the fruits on the table and started eating.

Cheng Yuncheng tugged on his sleeves and warned in a low voice: "Don't eat randomly, who knows if you can do it cleanly."

Fu Jiayou still went his own way, looking at the direction Fu Wenjun's men were leaving.

He sneered lightly: "What's wrong? There's not a single ghost here. The real owner will have to wait a while before coming."

Hao Ziyin, sitting opposite, also whispered: "There is indeed no problem here."

Compared with the strong ghost atmosphere outside the courtyard, the living room is relatively clean.

"Yingxuan! Why are you here?"

Fu Sui trotted over from a distance and pulled Chi Yingxuan's arm in a panic.

"Take your friends and leave quickly, it's not safe here!"

He didn't give anyone a chance to ask, and said very quickly: "Ueno Shiqiao will be here soon. He is here for Young Master Cheng. You should leave quickly. If it is later, it will be too late!"

The upright-looking Fu Sui had an eager face, and his eyes showed concern for Chi Yingxuan.

Unfortunately, except for Chi Yingxuan, no one among the young masters sitting on the sofa paid attention to him.

Chi Yingxuan pulled Fu Sui's hand away and asked with a frown: "Fu Sui, do you know that I have been tricked? Fu Mo'er probably wants me to be her scapegoat."

Fu Sui opened his eyes wide and retorted without thinking: "This is impossible!"

Chi Yingxuan pointed at Fu Jiayou and Hao Ziyin: "They have all seen that I am haunted by evil spirits. It is past midnight now, and in more than 20 hours, I will die."

Fu Sui looked at his girlfriend up and down. He didn't know what he saw, but his expression suddenly changed.

"How could this happen? Fumo'er has been controlled by Ueno Ishibashi. It is impossible for her to touch you."

Chi Yingxuan was indeed haunted by evil spirits, and she was still dead.

If it is not cut off soon, she will die.

Hao Ziyin stared at Fu Sui with suspicion: "As a metaphysician, didn't you notice the problem with Chi Yingxuan?"

As soon as these words came out, He Rongsheng and Cheng Yuncheng also stared at Fu Sui with inquiring eyes.

Only Chi Yingxuan looked at her boyfriend calmly, hoping that he could give a reasonable explanation.

Fu Sui turned around and looked at the busy people around him, but Fu Wenjun was nowhere to be seen.

He looked back and whispered to a few people: "The Fu family wants everyone to work together to consolidate Fu Mo'er's soul. We are all dragged here as coolies.

In the past two days, I had consumed too much spiritual energy, which made my body weak. I was haunted by the yin energy of resentful ghosts, and I couldn't tell that Yingxuan was being plotted against. "

Hao Ziyin asked in disbelief: "You want to refine Fu Mo'er into a ghost servant?"

"No, it's a puppet of the Yin Yang Dao of the Westerners. It's more ferocious than the ghost servants. You should leave quickly. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

Fu Sui was so anxious that his voice became hoarse, and he pushed Chi Yingxuan's petite body towards the entrance of the hall.

"Fu Sui, what are you doing?"

Fu Wenjunsen's cold questioning voice came from behind.

Everyone looked back and saw Fu Wenjun leading a few people.

Suddenly, a fruit core was thrown in the direction of Fu Wenjun.

The head of the Fu family subconsciously moved his body away, and the core hit Ueno Ishibashi, who was following behind and dressed appropriately.

A joking voice rang out: "The rightful owner has finally arrived!"

Fu Jiayou continued to throw, and when he saw the core sliding down Ueno Ishibashi's high-end clothing, he said with a slightly regretful tone.

"It's a pity that I didn't throw it accurately and wasted such a good core."

Ueno Ishibashi's sinister and treacherous eyes stared at Fu Jiayu quietly.

He asked in broken Chinese: "Who are you?!"

Fu Jiayou smiled arrogantly and wantonly, opened his mouth and said: "Your ancestor!"

He ignored Ueno Ishibashi's murderous gaze and stared at the female ghost floating behind him, shivering and filled with resentment.

Fu Jiayou stood in front of Ueno Ishibashi and asked in a low and clear voice.

"Fu Mo'er, right?"

Fu Mo'er, with disheveled hair, suddenly raised his head and stared at Fu Jiayou with red eyes.

"It's me, who are you?" The voice was rough and harsh.

Fu Jiayou nodded with satisfaction and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

"That's right it's you."

One second he was smiling, and the next second his face darkened.

Fu Jiayou raised his hand and absorbed the ghostly shadow floating in the void, filled with rich evil spirits, into his palm.

"You can also scold my sister. You are quite good at ruining people, right? I will let you know what it feels like to be a ghost today!"

With everyone watching in astonishment and shock, he plucked Fu Mo'er's hair and kicked the person out.

"Oh!"

"Wow!"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Crack! Crack--!"

Fu Mo'er's soul was like a ball being kicked around by Fu Jiayou.

She bumped back and forth against the solid floor, the hard walls, the several-meter-high ceiling, and the hanging crystal lamp.