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

Fu Jiuqing stood proudly in front of the Zhuhong Temple.

She lowered her head and stared at Shu Jingyan, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead at her feet.

This man didn't move at all, as if he was dead.

Fu Jiuqing's eyes were as silent as ink at night. He raised his eyelids and glanced at the Twelve Division Gods casually.

Her lightly pursed red lips moved slowly, and her tone was cold: "Who will tell me what happened?"

A pleasant voice with obvious questioning and anger.

Gong Xiangzhi, Long Ning and others were silent, with guilty looks on their faces.

Fu Jiuqing's eyes became more and more majestic, and his voice raised a level.

"Is this how you manage the ghosts of the imperial capital and keep the peace of the city? Your home is about to be stolen by the ghosts!"

Feeling her furious anger, Gong Xiangzhi was the first to bow his head: "I'm so scared——"

Long Ning and others: "My Lord, calm down!"

Afraid? Calm down?

The City God and the Twelve Division Gods are the local Yin gods assigned by the underworld to the human world, and are equivalent to the highest authority in the Yang world.

They are responsible for managing local living beings and dead souls, recording good and evil deeds and other matters, and ensuring that accurate information can be conveyed to the underworld in real time.

Once Shu Jingyan and others are captured, all the ghosts in the imperial capital will be completely out of control.

Once evil spirits go unchecked and choose to cause harm to the world, how many innocent creatures will suffer.

Fu Jiuqing's cold eyes pierced the Twelve Division Gods: "I think you want to die!"

If something really happened, no one present could run away.

In the eighteenth level of hell, they had to go from department to department, and they had to shed their skin even if they didn't die.

Fu Jiuqing kicked Shu Jingyan's feet, which turned into a puddle of mud.

The person who was kicked turned over, like a salted fish turning over, still covered in unresponsive mud.

He was so unconscious, which shows how serious his injuries were.

Fu Jiuqing frowned, pointed at the person at his feet, and asked in a deep voice: "What happened to him? Did he get beaten?"

When the Twelve Division Gods heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

He looked like a mute eating Coptis chinensis and feeling unspeakable pain.

Seeing how they hesitated to speak, Fu Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and bent slightly.

She roughly tore open the blood-stained gauze on Shu Jingyan's body.

This sight made her frown.

The flesh and blood all over Shu Jingyan's body was ulcerated, and disgusting yellow-white pus oozed from some places.

The large and small injuries on his body were filled with a strong ghostly aura.

Fu Jiuqing laughed angrily, with a cold voice, implying sarcasm: "You are really promising, and you were injured by a ghost.

I saw that everyone in the City God's Temple had their positions wiped out, and they all resigned and were thrown into the underworld and purgatory to be rebuilt! "

She glanced sideways at the twelve gods kneeling on the ground, and the feeling of oppression released from her bones swept over everyone present.

How could the two little devils huddled in the corner withstand such a terrifying aura.

At this moment, they wish they could die again on the spot.

Long Ning stepped forward on his knees: "Lord Underworld, I can explain this matter!"

She looked at Fu Jiuqing with reverence, her beautiful face filled with unwillingness, grievance and resentment.

She seemed to have been bullied outside, and now she finally found someone who could support her.

Fu Jiuqing stared at Long Ning with his dark eyes, which made him feel cold all over and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Then she said calmly: "Then you tell me and see if I am satisfied or not."

"There is an abandoned community on the outskirts of the imperial capital, where a group of hundred-year-old ghosts gather all year round, and their behavior is very rampant..."

Listening to Long Ning's slow words, Fu Jiuqing understood what happened.

It's ridiculous to say that the dignified City God actually led his men to fight with ghosts.

That's all if you win.

They lost, miserably, and almost lost their lives due to being bullied by ghosts.

It felt a bit embarrassing to help Jiuqing because his subordinates were not strong enough.

She wasn't angry, nor was she laughing, it just felt ridiculous.

Long Ning, who was kneeling on the ground, could see a bit of anger on Fu Jiuqing's face.

She continued: "Those century-old ghosts acted rampantly and had no bottom line, scaring all the residents in the community away.

There is a treasure in the community that protects their souls from being captured by us. As a result, we have never succeeded in arresting them in the past few years. "

The anger on Fu Jiuqing's face disappeared a lot.

She narrowed her cold eyes and asked doubtfully: "Ultimate treasure?"

Long Ning nodded and said angrily: "Master Shu once felt it up close that the entire community was enveloped in the aura of the ancient gods.

Because we couldn't enter the community to investigate, we never found the source of the smell, and we were played by them again and again. "

"waste!"

Hearing that his subordinates were being tricked by ghosts, Fu Jiuqing's expression darkened and his voice was cold.

Those ghosts who dared to play tricks on the underworld gods in the Chenghuang Temple were clearly slapping the underworld in the face.

Fu Jiuqing couldn't bear this slap on the face.

Gong Xiangzhi took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Pluto, please calm down, it's because we didn't do our job well!"

Immediately afterwards, he added: "The imperial capital has not been peaceful recently, evil spirits frequently appear and provoke, and our actions are obviously more constrained than before."

Fu Jiuqing stared at him with deep eyes: "Is the emperor haunted by ancient evil spirits?"

Gong Xiangzhi shook his head: "No."

Fu Jiuqing asked again: "Are there any ten-thousand-year-old ghosts who escaped from Hades and Purgatory?"

Gong Xiangzhi: "No."

Fu Jiuqing said sarcastically: "You are ordered to guard this place in the underworld. As a local Yin god, what kind of restrictions are you subject to?"

Gong Xiangzhi lowered his head, his voice small and guilty: "In the past year, many auras from ancient times have awakened.

Many ghosts and evil spirits relied on us and began to confront us head-on. "

There were many breath awakenings in ancient times?

Fu Jiuqing frowned slightly, and his expression became solemn: "If something like this happened, why didn't you report it?"

While in the underworld, she did not receive any reports from the local Yin gods.

There is such a big mistake in the world of the sun, and it is impossible for the underworld to let it go.

"We have reported it. The Lord of Hell of the Ten Palaces has asked us to do whatever it takes to get rid of those ghosts.

Especially the old ghost who hurt us, with the breath of the ancient god, his strength increased too fast. "

Gong Xiangzhi wiped his face, his expression helpless and bitter.

"Pluto, we really can't hold on any longer. The strength of those old ghosts is about the same as that of the top ten shady men."

The Twelve City Gods may not be weak in human power.

If it were the top ten shady men in Hades, they would be minions.

The top ten handsome men include black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face.

Black and White Wuchang and the others are indeed higher than the City God in terms of status and strength.

Fu Jiuqing realized the seriousness of the matter and asked: "Where are those century-old ghosts who injured you gathered?"

She decided to take a trip herself to see which of the awakened 'ancient gods' was hindering the official duties of their underworld gods.

Long Ning said quickly: "Yongyi Community, on the outskirts of the imperial capital."

She looked at Fu Jiuqing with bright eyes, her expression clearly saying - Master, take us to get revenge!

Looking at the other eleven gods, they were all in high spirits and looked eager to try.

Fu Jiuqing raised his chin slightly: "Then go meet them."

She has no other hobbies and specializes in curing all kinds of disobedient ghosts!

Before the group left, they did not forget to ask the two little ghosts in the corner to carry the unconscious Shu Jingyan into the temple.