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

Liu Honglin's eyes showed madness, and he asked with a sneer: "I want one billion! Will you give it to me?!"

"Are you crazy?" Liu Yahui was shocked.

One billion is equivalent to one-third of the assets of Liujia Construction Group.

Liu Honglin pointed at her nose and said indiscriminately: "If you, a woman, don't stay at home well, you have to do what men do.

Do you know what people outside have said about you over the years? How can you laugh at me!

They say you managed to sleep with this old and decayed body by virtue of your rather pretty face! "

"Snapped!"

Liu Lingrui rushed forward and slapped Liu Honglin hard.

His eyes were red and he shouted angrily: "You are not allowed to insult my mother!"

Liu Yahui, who was so slandered by her younger brother, couldn't bear family affection and was completely cold.

Her eyes were full of disappointment and determination, and she said in a deep voice to the bodyguard not far away: "Call the police!"

Liu Honglin, who looked crazy, suddenly changed his face.

He showed his previous grievances and regrets again, and said in a low voice: "Sister! I was wrong! I was talking nonsense, and I was blinded by lard!"

Seeing Liu Yahui's determined look, he knelt down again and raised his hand to slap his face.

"Snapped!"

"Sister, I was really wrong. Please forgive me this time. I will never dare to do it again!"

"Snapped!"

After Liu Honglin slapped himself, he looked at Liu Lingrui pleadingly.

"Ruirui, please forgive my uncle this time. My uncle is too old to endure the hardships of prison!"

"As long as you don't call the police, I will stay away from you and never appear in front of you again."

Liu Honglin begged, his bloodshot eyes shed two crocodile tears.

His pitiful expression made the Liu family, mother and son, gradually loosen their cold hearts.

For people like Liu Honglin, kindness is the cheapest and useless.

Fu Jiuqing's sneer sounded in the quiet hall.

She sat firmly on the sofa, like a king guiding the country, exuding the calmness and calmness of having everything under control.

Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, he helped Jiuqing put one hand on his forehead, and the smile condensed on the corners of his lips was slightly raised.

She looked at Liu Honglin with cold eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Eight years ago, you planned to kill a father and son. Do you still remember?"

The word "eight years" is a very sensitive word for Liu Yahui and Liu Lingrui, mother and son.

The two of them seemed to realize something, and their faces suddenly turned as pale as paper.

There was a biting chill of grief in their eyes, and they looked at Liu Honglin in disbelief.

Liu Honglin's already gloomy expression gradually lost his composure.

His body was shaking uncontrollably, as if he was afraid of something.

Fu Jiuqing stretched out his index finger and tapped Liu Honglin: "You have escaped for eight years for some crimes. Are you ready to be judged?"

The cold voice was deep, and the words of judgment made people feel suffocated.

Liu Honglin met Fu Jiuqing's dark and cold eyes and felt the pressure coming towards him.

He trembled his lips and said sternly: "You are not qualified to judge me!"

A cruel smile appeared on Fu Jiuqing's lips: "I am responsible for hundreds of millions of ghosts in this world. Do you think I am qualified to judge you?"

You must know that except for the gods in the sky, all living beings must report to the underworld after death.

She glanced at Liu Honglin with disdain, tapped her toes on the ground, and a golden light penetrated the exquisite tiles.

The Liu family's living room was instantly enveloped by a dark and evil aura.

The air in the room suddenly dropped, and a biting chill penetrated everyone's skin.

Soon they lost sight of Fu Jiuqing sitting on the sofa.

The living room fell into an eerie silence, and everyone was excluded.

In the thick black mist, two figures floated slowly.

Fu Jiuqing, who was sitting on the sofa, asked in a casual voice: "Who is on duty today?"

"Back to Hades, it's us."

The black and white envoys, who had just separated a short time ago, quickly floated forward and responded respectfully.

Fu Jiuqing held his forehead with one hand and gave casual instructions as usual.

"Send the ghost named Liu Xian to come. He died at 8:08 pm on August 8, eight years ago."

"Yes--"

Hei Wuchang took the order and left, and the black shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fu Jiuqing changed his sitting position and took the opportunity to ask Bai Wuchang: "How did that brat do?"

She asked the new King of Hades.

Bai Wuchang's face turned green and pale, showing a miserable expression, and said in a sad voice: "The acting Pluto has run away."

"Ran?!"

Helping Jiuqing sit up straight, her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

There was a sneer on her lips, as if she was about to get angry.

Bai Wuchang said quickly: "The affairs in the underworld are too boring. Acting Pluto said that he is going to find exciting things to do."

The low air pressure released around Fu Jiuqing's body was suffocating and dangerous.

She gritted her teeth and said in a ferocious tone: "I think his skin is itchy!"

Bai Wuchang said tremblingly: "The book of life and death and the pen of ecstasy were left in your office.

Now there are a group of ghosts in the underworld who cannot be escorted to the reincarnation department. If you have time, why don't you sign it? "

During this period, many processes could not be carried out in the underworld because there were no warrants and documents issued by Pluto.

Fu Jiuqing felt like someone was plotting against him.

She is retired, but it seems that she is not retired.

She seems to be on vacation in the earthly world, but there is no change from the underworld.

This feeling of being let go is really unpleasant!

"You little brat, that's great!"

Fu Jiuqing gritted her teeth and said in her heart not to let her catch the person, otherwise she would skin him.

After a while, she said again: "You guys find time to send the accumulated official business to the Imperial City City God Temple."

"Yes!"

Bai Wuchang's feminine face bloomed with a cold and stunning smile.

Hei Wuchang came back soon, holding a thin and unstable Yin Hun in his hands.

This ghost is Liu Xian, Liu Yahui's husband, and Liu Lingrui's biological father.

It died unjustly eight years ago and sued Liu Honglin, a living soul in the underworld, and met Pluto Fu Jiuqing.

At this time, when you see each other again, you immediately float forward.

Liu Xian lowered his hands to his sides and leaned forward at 60 degrees.

"Liu Xian, the ghost of the underworld, has met Hades."

He held Jiuqing's palm up and lifted it gently in the air. Liu Xian's soul immediately straightened up.

She met the other person's flashing red eyes and stated: "I was in the underworld back then and could not interfere in the affairs of the earth.

Now that we have the opportunity to handle your case, you and your son can go to the reincarnation department to report it after you have fulfilled your wish. "

Liu Xian tilted his head, his blood-red eyes looked through the black evil spirits, and saw his wife and young son standing in the living room.

Eight years passed between Yin and Yang. His wife was old, her hair was gray, and her son had grown up.

Liu Xian's eyes shed tears and he choked up Fu Jiuqing: "Thank you Lord Ming."

Fu Jiuqing smiled gently at him and raised his hand to wave away the Yin Qi barrier around him.

"Go tell your family what's going on and say goodbye properly."

Everyone in the hall witnessed the cold black evil spirit dissipating with their own eyes.

They saw Fu Jiuqing's figure again.

She still had the same calm and lazy demeanor.

What was different from before was that there was an illusory shadow beside Fu Jiuqing.