Astrologer is coming again

On the Mercedes-Benz high-speed train, Wei Shishi leaned against the window, his gaze fell on the vast mountains.He sits upright and is meticulous in every move. When he looks at people, his eyes are straight and he never flinches.

At a horizontal table in front, Jiang Jing was biting a lollipop, and was fighting landlords with a few foreign tourists to pass the time.

After playing for a while, the tourists scattered away, and heard Jiang Jing yelling at the back while collecting the cards: "Thank you, buddy, next time I invite you to drink!"

Officer Zhang smiled and said, "How much have you won? Is it enough for the fare?"

Jiang Jingbai sat back in his seat boredly: "One lunch."

He took out Bao Zhonghua, and suddenly thought of the five thousand fine for smoking on the train, so he could only put the cigarette back in his pocket with a depressed face.

"It's a luxurious lunch." Wei Shishi next to him said.

Jiang Jing glanced at him: "What are you looking at!" This guy has already spoken the same dialect as the few foreign tourists just now.

Wei Shishi said: "Where did Mr. Jiang come from?" He naturally investigated Jiang Jing in detail before finding him, but Jiang Jing's life was ordinary. Didn't see anything of value.

"I am self-taught without a teacher." Jiang Jing looked like "I am proud of self-taught".

"Mr. Jiang, have you heard of Nanpu Town?"

"I'm not going to Nanpu Town." Jiang Jing returned immediately.

Wei Shishi smiled lightly: "Mr. Jiang really knows. What does Mr. Jiang think about the tomb in the underground palace in Nanpu Town?"

Jiang Jing yawned, and pulled down his hood to cover his face: "Anyway, I'm not going to Nanpu Town, so you don't care what I think."

"It seems that Mr. Jiang has fought against that person before." Wei Shishi observed his words and made a sharp guess, "And I'm afraid he failed."

"I failed? A joke!" A disdainful sneer came from under the hat, "Don't use aggressive methods to talk to me, young man, anyway, I won't go, if you have the guts, hit me!"

Police officer Zhang, who strongly recommended Jiang Jing to Wei Shishi, was very embarrassed, so he could only use an excuse to go out and pour water.

Fang Weiwei plugged in her earphones the whole time and did not participate in the communication, so she did not hear the conversation between the two.If she heard it, she might roll up her sleeves and shout, "I'll fight!"

"There is another person in charge of the incident in Nanpu Town this time. With my current ability, I don't dare to challenge myself. I just want to discuss it with Mr. Jiang." Wei Shishi said slowly, "A year ago, the owner of the tomb The tomb of Wei Zisi was stolen, and the organization first got the news when the tomb robbers encountered an accident. When we rushed to the tomb, we found that the stone wall of the tomb was broken, and the talisman paper was soaked in yellow spring water, which was used as a spiritual jade to suppress ghosts. It also disappeared without a trace, and most of the Nine Yin Walking Water Formation at the scene has been destroyed."

Jiang Jing lifted his hat: "Where's the soul-suppressing nail?"

Wei Shishi's eyes brightened: "It really is Mr. Jiang's handwriting!"

"Wait, tell me what happened to my soul nail?"

"I'm sorry, because it is a precious antiquity, it should have been stolen as well, and I didn't see it at the scene."

Jiang looked up at the sky: "Master Patriarch, I'm sorry..."

Wei Shishi said sincerely: "I don't know if Mr. Jiang—"

Jiang Jing waved his hand: "It's useless, success cannot be replicated."

"why?"

"At that time, to seal Wei Zisi, I used the only set of soul-suppressing nails in the division, and a thousand-year-old sandalwood coffin. Where can I find these now?"

One thing Jiang Jing didn't say was that besides the above two things, in order to ensure success, he also shamelessly used beauty tricks on Wei Zisi.There is only one thing to do with such an ingenious trick as a pretty boy, and if Wei Zisi might go berserk again and just put him on the ground, wouldn't he be wronged?

The ghosts who have cultivated spiritual consciousness are very terrifying, far beyond comparison with ordinary ghosts.After possessing spiritual consciousness, ghosts no longer muddle along and only know how to kill according to their nature. They think and speak like human beings. They are cruel and cunning, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Can deceive the sky.

Fortunately, the conditions to reach this level are very harsh. There are not many high-level ghosts with spiritual consciousness in the world, otherwise it would be hard to imagine what the world would be like.

Jiang Jing lived for more than thirty years in his previous life, and the only high-level ghost he encountered was Wei Zisi.

Anyway, no matter what, he would never go to Nanpu Town.

The whistleblower was Chen Jianmin, a reporter from a local newspaper.Chen Jianmin was very grateful for someone who took the initiative to investigate the incident in Linxian Town. He led a few people on the road day and night, and soon arrived at the destination.

Linxian Town, like Nanpu Town, is located in a desolate place, with a mountain to climb.Several people hired a taxi, took a long detour along the foothills of the mountain, and drove for three hours before arriving at their destination.

This trip is non-stop.As soon as Chen Jianmin got out of the car, he warmly greeted the three of them to move forward.

Jiang Jing jumped out of the car, looked around, and said, "It's a bit late, let's rest for a night before going into town."

He felt a little weird around him, but he wasn't sure.

Chen Jianmin said with a smile: "It's just a few steps to Linxian Town. I've booked a restaurant and accommodation in the town. I'll work hard for you to persevere."

Wei Shishi helped Officer Zhang unload the luggage and said, "Is Miss Fang tired?" As the only woman in the team, she was naturally taken extra care of her.

Fang Weiwei picked up her travel bag and walked forward without saying a word, despising Jiang Jing's procrastination with practical actions.

The gates of the archways in Linxian Town are already visible.

Jiang Jing scratched his head: "Okay, okay."

Jiang Jing followed the crowd and walked towards the gate of the archway step by step.The leaves of the surrounding mountains and forests are whirling, the wind blows over the pines and bamboos, rustling, and the noisy insects are one after another, rustling behind the wild grass.

Stepping into the gate of the archway, Jiang Jing who walked into Linxian Town suddenly raised his head.

A few larks scurried through the leaves and headed towards the hill.

Then—disappeared out of thin air!

Jiang Jing's pupils shrank suddenly.Those skylarks disappeared completely as if they got into a transparent wall? !

No, this is a ghost land!

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Chen Jianmin grabbed Jiang Jing's wrist violently, grinning with yellow teeth.His mouth was split all the way to the ears, which looked horrific.

"Ugly! Die!" Jiang Jing patted his forehead with a gesture, and instantly slapped him into a cloud and dispersed.

"Come back quickly!" Jiang Jing shouted to the few people walking in front.

Wei Shishi and the others turned their heads as if feeling something, but looked around for a while, as if they didn't hear or see anything.

They didn't feel anything unusual, that is to say, they still had Jiang Jing and Chen Jianmin beside them.It is self-evident what it is that pretends to be two people.

As the few people left, Jiang Jing's location was hundreds of miles away, and the whole space was plunged into complete darkness without a trace of light.

A ghost mouth opened in the void in front of it, with sharp fangs growing in the mouth.

"Welcome back, Jiang Jing! Jie Jie Jie..."

The word Linxian Town on the gate of the archway was distorted for a while, and changed back to its original appearance.

Nanpu Town.

After a burst of white light in front of his eyes, when Jiang Jing regained consciousness, he found himself in an antique room.The room was filled with beaming bright red, and he was sitting in front of the dressing table—taking a selfie in the mirror? !

Jiang Jing saw his own face in the bronze mirror, gentle and modest, fair and handsome, it was his original appearance.

But the hair is long and shawl like the ancients.Behind him stood an old woman, combing his hair with a comb.

"One comb to the end, the second comb the white hair to match the eyebrows, the third comb the children and grandchildren..."

Jiang Jing looked down at the bright red bridal gown with multicolored shoulders and the old woman's rotten and stiff face, and could only "hehe".

"Ok?"

A beautiful young man raised the door curtain and looked in, with a joyful smile on his face.

The wedding dress on the young man was a groom's style, with a big red flower on his chest, so it could be seen that he was today's groom.

The old woman tied Jiang Jing's hair in a bun, then bowed her head and retreated to the wall.

Jiang Jing said dumbly, "Is this interesting, Wei Zisi?"

Wei Zisi giggled, but took a rhododendron red that was just picked in the yard and pinned it to Jiang Jing's hair: "I just passed by the yard for my husband, and saw a hundred flowers in full bloom. They were so beautiful, so I specially picked one and presented it to Qingqing. I wonder if Qingqing is happy?"

"You are obviously an old monster, but you still like to pretend to be a beautiful boy. Are you tired of being crooked?"

"If you're not beautiful, how can you be worthy of you, Qingqing!"

"Please get out of the way." Jiang Jing rolled his eyes: "We meet before marriage, we will be unlucky after marriage, understand?"

Wei Zisi leaned over Jiang Jing's shoulder, looked at a picture of mandarin ducks intertwining necks in the bronze mirror, and said softly, "It's okay, you and I have a private life, and we are not bound by customs."

The words "privately set for life" seemed to remind Jiang Jing of some bad memories, his expression twisted a bit.

This is really self-inflicted can't live!

Taking advantage of Jiang Jing's inattention, Wei Zisi suddenly leaned forward and kissed him on the face.

"Damn it, you pervert!" Jiang Jing covered his face and said in grief and indignation.

Little did he know that his angry stare fell into the eyes of a lover like Wei Zisi, but it was full of affectionate eyes.Wei Zisi blushed like an ordinary boy: "Qingqing, I was born with an incomplete soul, and I am an incomplete spirit born by the heaven and the earth. Since I woke up, I don't remember the past, even I chose my own name, and now I only know you. ..."

"Wait, you are a thousand-year-old ghost, right?" Jiang Jing interrupted.

"Hehe... What is a ghost? A soul becomes a ghost without a body, but it is not my own that has been cultivated for thousands of years, but..." Wei Zisi licked his red lips, "I 'eat' it out Jie Jie Jie..."

Jiang Jing groaned, I dare say that this man who occupied the Wei family's tomb for so long turned out to be a lonely ghost.

"I know you are extremely noble, but to marry me is condescending and ruining your feathers. I swear to you here, the sky is three feet long, and the river is ten thousand feet long. I am willing to be with you forever, forever!"

"You'd better go die." Jiang Jing said expressionlessly.

Wei Zisi pursed his lips and smiled dimpledly: "Qingqing, the time has come, let's go to the front hall to pay respects!"

The surrounding scene twisted for a while, and it was different again in an instant.

Jiang Jing found himself standing in a hall, with a pair of grand master chairs in front of him, and a wedding wine bottle on the table. Looking around, he was surprised to find that Wei Shishi, Police Officer Zhang, and Fang Weiwei were all in the guest seats.All three are in original modern attire.The surrounding servants came in and out, but turned a blind eye to their strange clothes.

"Who are you? What's going on?!" Wei Shixi asked in surprise.He was knocked out by "Jiang Jing" with a knife on the way, and he saw this scene as soon as he opened his eyes.

It happened that Jiang Jing was turning his face away, and the two met their eyes.