Live fortune telling: too accurate a fortune teller becomes a public enemy in the mysterious world

Zhong Li is taking leave these days and will not broadcast live.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhong Li meditated in the bedroom.

"Um?……"

I thought that mobilizing spiritual power beyond the limit would bring my cultivation back to its original form.

She performed more than a dozen Little Zhoutians, only to find that the spiritual power in her Dantian was even more solidified.

Zhong Li tried to gather his inspiration in Dantian and looked at the purple-black elixir.

When the tentacles formed from inspiration were about to get close, they were sucked in by the elixir. Zhong Li hurriedly withdrew the inspiration.

How is this going?

She frowned and thought. Although she was an advanced healer, her spiritual energy in the plane had already passed the Heavenly Master stage, so it could not be a black elixir.

Moreover, if the spiritual energy in her body is exhausted like this, her cultivation must be diminished.

But not only did her cultivation level not retreat, but it also seemed to be on the rise.

After thinking for a long time, she sat quietly again, with inspiration hitting her dantian, trying to refine the black mist.

Three hours passed before the black mist began to be slowly absorbed by the elixir.

Zhong Li opened his eyes and showed a faint smile. This black mist turned out to be the bone spirit.

That day it was absorbed into her body by her purple mysterious spirit light.

She couldn't bear the impact and fainted.

The bone spirit is still in her body and has not been completely absorbed by her.

Knowing the reason, she stopped worrying and sent a message to Vivian and Xiao Chen. After saying that she would be in seclusion for three days, she turned off her phone and started meditating on the bed.

City S, in the mountains, a young man was sitting in the room, looking at a certain sound with a disappointed face.

On the screen was Zhong Li's home page information about asking for three days' leave.

He threw the phone next to the bed with some disappointment, wrapped his head in the quilt, and lightly beat the bed board.

The sky gradually darkened, and the boy's beating force became weaker and weaker until he gradually fell asleep.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

"Someone is coming soon! The grave of Lao Li's daughter has been picked apart! Everyone, come out and catch the thief..."

At four-thirty in the morning, the sky outside the window was pitch black, and there was a sound of gongs and drums outside the yard.

After a while, noisy shouts accompanied by messy footsteps came from all directions.

Chen Changsheng frowned at the noise in his sleep.

He wanted to get up and take a look, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even open his eyes.

He tried to move his legs or raise his hands, but no matter how hard he tried, his body felt as if someone had nailed it to the bed board with three-inch nails; not even a single hair swayed.

The consciousness in Chen Changsheng's mind was very clear.

He could clearly hear voices in the distance.

You can also hear the grandfather next door coughing softly and walking out of the courtyard after getting up and dressing.

But he just couldn't open his eyes. He shouted desperately in the direction where his grandfather left, but his throat still couldn't make a sound.

"hehe......."

Just when he was sweating profusely, a burst of laughter sounded in his mind.

Chen Changsheng was so frightened that his hair stood on end.

A charming face suddenly appeared in front of him, and he looked at her subconsciously.

"Nah! Isn't this the dead daughter of Lao Li's family? Am I fucking entangled with her?"

"No, I kindly carried her coffin the day before yesterday. Why is she pestering me now?" Chen Changsheng cursed in his heart.

Before he could ask, the corners of the girl's mouth suddenly raised at an extremely exaggerated angle, and her originally delicate face slowly began to look weird.

A trace of blood continued to seep out from her face. Until the skin and flesh fell to the ground piece by piece.

Her hair blew to the window with the wind, and her eyeballs fell to the ground until they exploded.

The other eyeball bounced towards Chen Changsheng.

He was so frightened that he became hoarse and howled like a ghost.

She opened her mouth with sharp fangs and rushed towards him.

"Woo woo... woof woof woof... woof woof woof..."

Just when that big bloody mouth was about to bite my neck, the big black dog that grandpa brought back from the mountains broke free from the rope and rushed towards Chen Changsheng's room.

"boom!........"

The door was rushed open by it, and the door was slammed with a huge force.

He sat up from the bed all of a sudden, breathing heavily.

Oddly enough, since Dahei rushed in, the cold air in the room instantly dissipated, and Chen Changsheng could only move now.

The big black dog jumped into his arms and licked his face with its big wet tongue.

Being disturbed by it, Chen Changsheng forgot about his fear and opened his eyes to look around.

The ground is clean, where are the scraps of meat and scalp?

"Damn it, I'm afraid I'm being pressed into bed by a ghost?"

He felt angry and raised his hand to wipe away the big beads of sweat on his head. The sweat from the vest stuck to my body, as if I had been soaked in a cold pool, which was very uncomfortable.

Chen Changsheng rubbed his face helplessly, stood up, put on his flip-flops, and walked towards the bathroom.

"His grandma, it's a rare summer vacation. It's okay if the anchors you love to watch take time off and stop broadcasting. When I go back to my hometown, why do I encounter either dead people or dead ghosts? It's so fucking unlucky!..."

He was mumbling and came to the bathroom when he accidentally looked up and was instantly frightened so much that he fell to the ground. His three souls were gone and his seven souls were gone.

"Oh my God! There's... there's a ghost!............"

He leaned against the wall shivering and looked into the mirror through the fingers of his hands covering his face.

I saw the person in the mirror, his face covered in blood.

He also covered his face and opened his mouth to shout in fear.

There are still some black threads and meat residue of unknown creatures remaining on the teeth.

There were a few chicken feathers stuck in his hair, and his hands were bloody, sticky and smelly.

There is no electricity on the second floor of the old house. The bathroom light is the kind that uses an exposed wire to be pulled directly from the first floor to the second floor. It is only connected to a small 20-watt light bulb for lighting.

Under the dim light, the bloody face that looked like a murder scene frightened him so much that he almost met the King of Hell in advance.

Chen Changsheng thought he was sleepwalking and killed someone in his dream! I was so frightened that I was about to pack my bags and run away.

From outside the yard, my grandfather yelled in anger.

"Hey! My chicken!..."

"The weasel who killed a thousand swords, what did he do to my chicken cage? Chicken blood is everywhere. If I catch you, I have to skin you!..."

Live forever, live forever! You brat! There is so much noise outside, why are you still sleeping? "

"Get up and help me clean up the yard. There are bloody footprints all over the ground. You got up in the middle of the night to urinate and stepped on the blood without even realizing it?..."

It turns out to be chicken blood!

Chen Changsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly; it seemed like it was a false alarm!

"Master, I'm up! Come down now!......"

The old man's voice saved him from panic. Never before had he fallen in love with the old man's rough voice so much.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his face, and entered the bathroom with trembling steps.

He had to clean himself up before he could go down.

Otherwise, the smell of blood would scare the old man to death.