I rely on fortune-telling to conquer wealthy families

Shang Qing only had one thought in his mind, and it turned out to be Fu Lianzhi.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, reached into his bag, touched the round drink bottle, and felt slightly relieved.

Then he raised his head and said to the old man: "Tell me the truth, if you want me to help you."

"This..." The old man hesitated.

The silver-haired old lady sighed softly at this time, "Second uncle, tell me, we have no other way, right?"

But Fu Boren said angrily: "Third Grandma, why do you keep helping him! He can't help at all!"

The old lady looked at him with a smile, "Oh, can you help? Then go and try first?"

Fu Boren: "..." He was so angry that he couldn't refute, so he sat down with a sullen face.

The old man also sighed, and Monk Shangqing said: "These things are the secrets of the Fu family, please don't tell them outside."

Shang Qing raised his chin and signaled: Speak quickly.

The old man: "My Fu family has been responsible for guarding the ghost veins for generations, and Fu Linzhi is the soul ancestor of the Fu family. The soul ancestor carries the blood of the dragon and is immortal, but he will fall into deep sleep every seventy years. The entrance to the ghost veins The seal was set by him. The seal and the ghost veins restrain each other and consume each other's strength. Likewise, every seventy years, the seal will weaken and need to be resealed."

"The last time Soul Ancestor fell into a deep sleep, he should have woken up eighteen years ago. However, he never woke up. Because there was no problem with the seal at that time, we were not in a hurry. But it was not until five years ago that the seal showed signs of decline. , but the Soul Ancestor is still sleeping, we knew something was wrong."

"At that time, we invited several masters in the occult world to look at it together, and we came up with two hexagrams: one, the sky does not leave the year; the other, the destiny is incomplete."

"It means that Heaven does not allow him to exist. But the fate is incomplete because there is a lack of destined noble people. Several Taoist priests calculated for three days and three nights, and they could only figure out that this noble person is related to the Zhou family in Qingyun City, so , we sent the person to the Zhou family, hoping to meet that noble man."

"In order to hide the truth from Heaven, several masters worked together to deceive Tianji and declared that he was the illegitimate son of the Zhou family. Just a year ago, when the family was doing divination, they discovered that the nobleman was about to return to the Zhou family. However, it was also At this time, the Soul Ancestor’s body could not withstand the wear and tear and eventually passed away.”

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but glance at Shang Qing.

Shang Qing didn't look at him, but he knew in his heart that the noble man was indeed talking about him. Was it because Fu Lianzhi was in a deep sleep and couldn't wake up because his soul was cast into other worlds?

The old man continued: "Originally, the souls of those who were snatched away by heaven should be in disarray. However, we found that the soul of Master Soul Ancestor is still in the world. The clansmen were finally relieved and waited at home for the return of the master's soul."

"But we waited and waited, but we never saw him come back. We also heard that Master Shang was born out of nowhere, a genius of mysticism, and accompanied by a dragon soul, so we understood the whereabouts of the soul ancestor. At this time, the seal A vision has been revealed, and we cannot wait any longer, so we take the liberty of inviting Master Shang to come and talk about it."

The old man bent down deeply and said, "Master Shang, if the ghost pulse is opened, the world will be devastated. Please be sure to lend a helping hand."

Shang Qing sighed and murmured: "Don't I know better than you?"

You are just imagining, but he has seen that scene with his own eyes.

The third grandma also bowed, "It is the Fu family's duty to protect the ghost veins. It is really our incompetence to involve you. But the situation is like this, I hope you can forgive me."

Shang Qing helped her up, "Okay, no more polite words. Now that I know about this matter, I can't ignore it. What do you want me to do?"

Fu Boren followed him like a stick and said, "What else can you do? You are Lord Soul Ancestor's nobleman. Is it possible that you don't know where Soul Ancestor is?"

He narrowed his eyes, showing a bit of dissatisfaction that didn't match his age. "After the death of Soul Ancestor, he only dreamed of me once, asking me to give you six million! I don't know what's so good about you. Worth six million!”

Shang Qing suddenly recalled that Fu Lianzhi had spent six million to buy his blood... Ahem, thinking about it now, it felt like a lifetime ago.

Moreover, the reason why Fu Lianzhi did not return to the Fu family was because he lost his memory. But he doesn’t know whether he lost his memory before or after making money... Logically speaking, it should be after making money, but Shang Qing always felt that it was not that simple.

Looking back, I realized that when Fu Lianzhi found him, it wasn't because he was digging out kidneys to save people in a funny way, but maybe it was just some guidance from somewhere. After all, he was his destined one, wasn't he?

Now that Shang Qing recalls the past, he only feels that every encounter between him and Fu Lianzhi has a reason.

Just as he was thinking about it, Fu Boren was dissatisfied with his trance, "I'm talking to you! Why are you in a daze? Are you polite?"

Shang Qing was brought back to his senses by his roar, and sighed: "I thought you had other plans, but I didn't expect it was just a competition among primary school students for favor?"

Before he finished speaking, he reached out decisively, and before anyone else could react, he executed a finger technique!

Fu Boren's expression changed, and he subconsciously reached out to block it...but he didn't block it!

A ball of green spiritual power hit his throat and then submerged.

Fu Lianzhi felt a sharp pain in his throat. He opened his mouth... but no sound came out! Shang Qing sealed his vocal cords!

At this moment, he didn't care about anything else. He quickly took out a charm and put it on his neck, and continued to open his mouth... However, it didn't work.

Angrily, he tore off the talisman paper and pressed it with his fingers... But it still didn't work!

Just when he was torturing himself, Shang Qing turned around and smiled, "It's too noisy. I'll mute it. Do you guys mind?"

There was a circle of Fu family members around, but it was so quiet at this time that you couldn't even hear their breathing.

Others said it was okay. Several boys and girls looked at Shang Qing with surprise and admiration. This boy looked younger than them. Why was his cultivation so high?

They could see clearly just now that when the young man took action, not to mention Fu Boren, even the third grandma and great-grandfather didn't react!

After a while, the third grandma suddenly laughed out loud, "I don't mind, I don't mind, I also think Xiaobo is too noisy." She listened to the silence and clapped her hands with a smile, "It turns out that you can punish children like this, I learned from it."

Several boys and girls trembled, slightly having a bad feeling...

The old man, who is now the most senior great-grandfather of the Fu family, said awkwardly: "Uh, I don't mind," and it didn't hurt him anyway.

However, the great-grandfather was kinder than the third grandma and explained a few words, "Boren is the most talented person of this generation, so he has been locked up in the Heart Court since he was a child to practice. After he came out, he was ordered to be the head of the family when he was in danger, which made him a little childish. It’s also our fault that we only focused on teaching him mystical skills and forgot to teach him how to behave. But please don’t worry, he doesn’t have any bad intentions.”

Shang Qing nodded to express his understanding, thought for a while and comforted: "Don't be afraid if you have bad intentions, he can't beat me."

"Uh..." Grandpa wiped his sweat, "Let's get down to business."

Shang Qing also stopped smiling and asked them, "You are looking for me because you want me to find Fu Linzhi?"

Grandpa nodded, "Exactly. Although you have become a soul now, as long as the soul power is still there, you can repair the seal."

Shang Qing: "I'm still here..."

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen people in the room turned to look at him. Even Fu Boren looked at him with scary eyes.

"Tsk." Shang Qing felt that this was not easy to say, "See for yourselves."

As he spoke, he took out the drink bottle and put it on the table.

A young man spoke quickly, "What is this? AD calcium milk? Why are you soaking dried snake in it? Uh...wait..."

For a moment, all the Fu family members were silent.

They probably, seemingly, seemed to feel a wave of fluctuations in this snake that they couldn't believe...

This snake stem, this snake stem...

In the bottle, Shegan realized that he was far away from the familiar scent, so he turned over with his claws in his arms, rolling the bottle in a circle until it reached Shang Qing's hand and didn't stop until it touched his finger. .

This slight noise finally woke up the Fu family. The middle-aged man next to the third grandma blushed with excitement. He slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Shang Qing's nose, "You...you..."

He wants to say how can you turn our soul ancestor into a snake! I also wanted to say how dare you put us adults in a drink bottle... In the end, I couldn't hold in a single word. I was so angry that I couldn't stop myself and almost fainted.

For a moment, all the younger members of the Fu family looked at the third grandmother and great-grandfather, with the word "complaint" written on their faces: "Two elders, please take care of him!" He is disrespectful to our soul ancestors!

The disrespected Master Soul Ancestor rolled over again, until he reached the palm of Shang Qing's hand. Only then was he truly relieved, sleeping so hard that his tail spread out.

"Uh..." Grandpa looked at Master Soul Ancestor who was sleeping with his arms stretched out. He really couldn't say anything "disrespectful"... he could only ask in a good voice: "Master Shang, why did Master Shang become like this?" What does it look like?”

Shang Qing rubbed the wall of the bottle, "He is transforming."

Grandpa was shocked, "Could it be that the Soul Ancestor is going to transform into a dragon?"

Shang Qing sneered, "Dragon? There are no dragons in this world now."

The Fu family looked at him in surprise, wondering why he said that. After all, what they had been taught since childhood was that Lord Soul Ancestor had the blood of a divine dragon.

But now is not the time to dwell on this. Grandpa asked seriously: "In your opinion, can the current Master Soul Ancestor still seal the ghost veins?"

Shang Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and looked down at the four-legged snake. This thing is not as big as his palm. Can it fill a gap when thrown into the seal?

He said: "Don't worry, the seal can still be sealed. However, I need your help to prepare some things."

Great Grandpa and Third Grandma looked at each other, and Great Grandpa said: "You can just say, as long as it still exists in this world, we will definitely find it."

Shang Qing nodded and read out a long list, "At least ten heaven-level formation stones, at least ten heaven-level spiritual jades, eight soul-condensing jades above the earth-level, ten mysterious soul grasses above the earth-level, and green red fruits." Ten pieces..."

Ten minutes passed and Shang Qing said his last words: "The more of the above, the better."

If this list were written out, it would probably wrap around the table twice. Moreover, the list is full of high-level treasures that everyone in the occult world only hears about by name but does not see the actual form.

Several young Fu family members couldn't help but cast admiring glances at him. They were here to fight against the rich!

Grandpa and Grandma looked at him with a little surprise, "You are..."

Shang Qing waved his hand, "Go and get ready."

Grandpa stood up and bowed to him more respectfully than before, "Don't worry, it will be ready within three days. Please stay at Fu's house for the next few days, and let us fulfill our friendship as landlords." .”

With that said, he hurried out with several older Fu family members. It is not difficult to see that even for the Fu family, it is not easy to prepare these treasures in a short time.

Shang Qing was taken to a very comfortable guest room. The man who brought him was very polite and said, "If you have anything to do, just ask me. Just ask me for food."

Shang Qing nodded.

The man opened the door. Before going out, he turned back and bowed deeply to Shang Qing, "Thank you."

After saying that, without waiting for Shang Qing's response, he stood up and walked out.

Shang Qing closed the door indifferently. He had no regrets, so why did he need other people's thanks?

It was already late at night, so he placed the four-legged snake next to his pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

The house fell into darkness and silence, and the shadows of the trees outside the window were swaying, and they were showing their teeth and claws as if they were alive.

The person on the bed suddenly moved, with a look of pain on his face.

Shang Qing is dreaming.

In his previous life, he often had this dream. But he hasn't done it for a long time since time travel. He thought that this dream was far away from him, but unexpectedly, it disturbed his good sleep again tonight.

In the dream, he was standing in the clouds, wearing a purple robe and a silver sword at his waist.

And in front of him, between thousands of miles of white clouds, was the majestic body like a mountain, stretching to no end, the green dragon lying in the clouds.

The huge dragon head is leaning forward, the dragon's body is hidden or exposed in the clouds, and the blue dragon scales glow brightly in the sun. The strong pressure makes people dare not even look directly at it, and they can only tremble in front of this behemoth.

However, he stared straight at the bottom of the dragon's head, where a golden scale was hidden, reflecting the golden light of the stars, making his eyes hurt.

He heard himself speak, his voice as cold as a thousand-year-old snow mountain, "What are you doing here?"

The giant dragon raised its head and roared, swung its tail, and thrust out its claws like lightning, thrusting straight into his chest... and then using force, it pulled something out of his chest.

Bone-piercing pain... blood was dripping, staining the monk's robe red, and dripping down the corners of his mouth. He looked down and saw that the white clouds under his feet were already blood red.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes. "Pets... dare to bite their owners?"

The silver sword is unsheathed.

Like the cold light that fills the sky, or like the twinkling stars... this sword seems to have condensed the infinite power of heaven and earth, and the illusory sword shadow gathered together is like the Buzhou Mountain standing tall on the sky and the earth! Just listen to a bang... This sword slashes at the dragon's body!

Immediately afterwards came the dragon's roar that resounded throughout the world!

That giant dragon had its tail cut off by him! The broken tail fell from the clouds, and the dragon's blood splashed down all over the sky. The cries of all living creatures were heard below, and the earth trembled!

He swung his sword again unhurriedly, and the tip of the sword pierced into the golden dragon scales. The giant dragon that was tumbling to avoid stopped immediately.

The golden heart blood dripped down drop by drop.

He gently pulled out the silver sword, and the sword light flickered, vaguely showing the shadow of stars. The dragon screamed and fell.

He coughed lightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and sighed: "The last dragon in the world has also fallen..."

morning.

Shang Qing opened his eyes and felt a throbbing pain in his brain. The bone-deep pain in the dream seemed to still be lingering in my chest.

There was a soft rustling sound beside the pillow. He looked down and saw the four-legged snake rolling to the side closer to him with its tail curled up. It seemed like you couldn't sleep well without his body temperature.

Shang Qing stretched out a white finger and tapped on the bottle, "Are you a dragon?"

Naturally no one answered.

"Better not."

"Otherwise...hum."

There was a knock on the door, and a soft girl shouted: "Master Shang, are you up?"

Shang Qing rubbed his hair, stood up and opened the door. Standing outside was one of the girls from yesterday.

He asked: "Is something wrong?"

The girl said: "Ah, the third grandma asked me to give you something."

She held it up with both hands, and in her palm was a small box made of top-quality spirit-gathering jade, about the size of two palms, with coiled dragon runes painted on the outside.

Girl: "Third Grandma said it was used to pretend to be the soul ancestor."

Shang Qing let the door open and said, "Come in."

The girl walked in cautiously. Shang Qing took the box and looked at it. No problem was found. He picked up the drink bottle and opened the cap.

Girl: "Hey, wait..."

However, she was still too late. She saw that Shang Qing had tilted the bottle and poured the four-legged snake into the box like beans.

The girl covered her face in horror, "Ah, Master Soul Ancestor..."

A hint of the sweet fragrance of AD calcium milk spreads.

Shang Qing threw the bottle into the trash can, "Do you all care about him?"

The girl nodded, "Of course. Every Fu family member grew up listening to the legend of Soul Ancestor, and he is our belief."

Shang Qing thought to himself, why should he believe in a four-legged snake?

In the box, probably because the familiar atmosphere was gone, the four-legged snake moved restlessly, its claws and tail stretched out, as if searching for something.

Shang Qing watched his actions expressionlessly.

The four-legged snake couldn't feel the familiar body temperature. He suddenly became impatient and floated slightly, as if he was leaving the box to search for it. Obviously, this box is ten thousand times more comfortable for him than a drink bottle.

Just when he was about to float out of the box, Shang Qing stretched out a finger, pressed him back, and rubbed him hard.

The four-legged snake didn't care, its claws curled up, its tail climbed up, and it hugged its fingers and continued to sleep.

Shang Qing couldn't help but smile. It was really a four-legged snake, right? How could a dragon be so clingy? According to legend, those are very proud creatures.

However, in the place blocked by the Yin Qi, a small golden dragon scale was shining slightly.

The girl envied and said, "Ah, Master Soul Ancestor and you have such a good relationship!" She looked at the soul body that was no bigger than a palm, and looked at Shang Qing eagerly, "Can I touch it?"

Shang Qing smiled at her.

The girl's face heated up, oh Master Shang's face!

Shang Qing: "No."

The girl's expression froze, "No, no..." No, why are you laughing!

Shang Qing closed the box, put it in his arms, and asked her, "What's your name?"

The girl said: "My name is Fu Youling."

Shang Qing nodded, "This is a good name, much better than Fu Boren."

Fu Youling chuckled. After laughing, he suddenly asked: "Master Shang, the treasures you want are not for Master Soul Ancestor, right? Do you want to seal the ghost vein yourself? Will you be in danger?"

Shang Qing was a little surprised, "How did you know?"

Fu Youling said: "I overheard the conversation between Third Grandma and Grandpa. They said that you want those treasures because you want to set up a formation. This formation will drain your life force, and you will, will die."

She said anxiously: "Third Grandma said that they have only heard of this method, but don't know how to do it specifically. Don't you have any other methods? Can't each of us spread a little life force? That way no one will have to die!" "

Shang Qing smiled and comforted: "The formation can only be activated by one person, how can it be possible for everyone to pass on a little life force? And I won't die. I am much more powerful than your great-grandfather and third grandmother. Otherwise, they will also You won’t ask me for help.”

Fu Youling was confused, "But..."

Shang Qing took out a charm from his bag and coaxed her, "Here, this is a beauty charm. It will make you beautiful if you wear it. Okay, go out quickly. I should go have breakfast."

Fu Youling subconsciously clenched the so-called beauty charm. She still felt dizzy when she was kicked out. Is Master Shang really not going to die?

Shang Qing changed his clothes and went out to have breakfast, and found that the Fu family's attitude towards him had changed. Not only had they become very polite, but they were also very respectful.

It felt as if they were watching a great hero who sacrificed himself for others. It seems that Fu Youling's words have spread throughout the Fu family during breakfast.

Shang Qing couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

In fact, it cannot be said that what the third grandmother and great-grandfather said was wrong. However, they did not expect that this was not the first time Shang Qing used this method.

In his previous life, after everyone in the sect died trying to seal the ghost vein, Shang Qing searched all over the sect and finally found the forbidden technique under his bed.

He didn't know when the book of forbidden techniques came under his bed, and he didn't know who wrote the forbidden techniques. He only knew that what was written in the book was the method for sealing ghost veins.

It was a formation, and the formation required countless treasures, as well as the lives of the people who set up the formation.

At that time, the mystical world was already in chaos, and he simply could not collect so many treasures. He could only rush to the ghost vein with all the treasures from the sect, dedicated all his spiritual power, sacrificed his flesh and blood to heaven and earth, and finally succeeded in sealing it.

But this time, there was a difference.

First of all, he was familiar with it once and twice, and his understanding of this magic circle was much better than in the previous life.

Secondly, with the help of the Fu family this time, not to mention the treasures needed to set up the formation, even the treasures to replenish his spiritual power can be gathered, so there is no need to worry about sacrificing spiritual power.

Finally, and most importantly, he is connected by contract with Fu Lianzhi and shares his life force. As long as Fu Lian knew not to die, he would not die.

If he died...then he would have to be buried with this four-legged snake.

After counting them one by one, Shang Qing felt that he was very confident of escaping unscathed this time. Of course, it's impossible to escape unscathed.

He sat down at the long table in the dining room.

The chefs of the Fu family took notice, and seven or eight of them set a table for him.

Looking at the long table with a length of about seven or eight meters, which was fully arranged, Shang Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, "Is this... all for me to eat?"

The chubby chef bent down slightly, with a bit of love, pity and even apology on his face, and his voice was gentle as if he was coaxing a child, "Master Shang, I'm sorry, the time is too tight in the morning, we just I’ve made these kinds of things. Come back at noon and I’ll make you a good meal!”

I only made these kinds of breakfasts... Shang Qing looked at the thirty or forty kinds of breakfasts on the table and became silent. Is it because he doesn't know how to count or the Fu family doesn't know how to count?

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, grabbed a piece of purple rice cake and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but the chef grabbed it.

Looking back, it turned out to be Fu Boren.

"Ah, Master!" The chef was about to let go subconsciously, but when he thought of something, he tightened his fingers again and said earnestly: "Master, it's not easy for Master Shang, so don't snatch his breakfast. What do you want to eat, I will I’ll make it for you again! You’re so old, how could you chill a hero’s heart just for a bite to eat?”

Fu Boren was so angry that his eyes were hanging open. He opened his mouth and wanted to curse. As a majestic head of the family, couldn't he even eat a piece of purple rice cake?

But the vocal cords are still blocked! He was so angry that he bared his teeth and gestured at the chef. For such a big man, this was the most tiring curse he had ever had.

After he finished the gesture, he looked at Shang Qing. He was chewing Shaomai and watching the show!

...I suddenly became even more angry.

Finally, with the meticulous care of the Fu family, three days passed by and the Fu family had everything they needed.

Shang Qing stood in front of the ghost pulse again.

This time he is no longer fighting alone, success or failure depends on this!