I rely on fortune-telling to become the favorite of the giants

Xie Qingmian naturally still remembers the Metaphysics Union, but he has always had a bad feeling for such unions.

Shi Li spent some time in the Metaphysics Guild, so he explained to Xie Qingmian in detail: "The current president of the Metaphysics Guild, Fu Zhiyuan, is the successor of the Maoshan school, but he... I think he is a bit utilitarian. .”

In fact, Shi Li didn't really like the atmosphere of the Metaphysics Union. He stayed there all the time for the one or two thousand subsidy.

"The state subsidizes the trade unions every year, but there are very few when it is distributed to the lower people." This situation, almost many organizations have it, and Shi Li has long been used to it, and can still save a thousand or two thousand to distribute to them. Already very good.

"Stay in the guild, do you need to complete any tasks?" Xie Qingmian stroked her chin, looking very interested.

"I need to participate in the union's actions once a month. Usually, it is to help some important people to see Feng Shui in their homes or to solve some minor spiritual problems." Shi Li honestly told all the things about the union.

Under Shi Li's description, Xie Qingmian's understanding of the Metaphysical Union soon became clear.

"It's time to wash the inside." Xie Qingmian snorted lightly, he had seen this kind of union a lot.

In fact, not only now, during the Dayuan Dynasty, there were many metaphysicians who joined together, and the larger sects would basically rot internally, especially after experiencing the power and wealth.

After all, even a metaphysician is just an ordinary human being.And most human beings cannot escape the temptation of money and power.

Xie Qingmian was pinching the hair of the wolf, and the posture of turning the pen was handsome and neat, Xu Ke was very envious when he saw it, thinking that he would also practice turning the pen to be handsome when he went back.

"Don't watch." Xie Qingmian's lazy voice rang in Xu Keke's ear, "I've caught Yi Tianyue, I'll deal with Shengli."

Xie Qingmian came to Sheng Li who was knocked out and tied up, bent slightly to stare at Sheng Li's face, and found that his face was unexpectedly good.

If it wasn't for Yi Tianyue's experience, his next life should be smooth and smooth. Although he will experience some illnesses in his later years, the torture is not deep, and he is generally happy.

Especially a pair of sons and daughters, one will inherit his talent for filming; the other will become the most suitable actor in the circle for the big screen.

Xie Qingmian sighed in her heart, while pressing the wolf hair in her hand between Sheng Li's eyebrows, as the tip of the pen moved, Sheng Li, who was still in a coma, suddenly began to struggle violently.

Noticing Sheng Junya who was so worried that she wanted to stand up and stop her, Xie Qingmian shouted coldly: "Don't move."

Sheng Junya was startled by Xie Qingmian's sudden momentum, and in a daze, Sheng Li still recovered from the fierce struggle.

But Xie Qingmian focused all her attention on the tip of Langhao's pen.

The tip of the pen, which was originally stained with cinnabar, was now filled with black air, and at the end hung a ghost that had shrunk countless times and was curled up motionless.

Xu Keke was a little curious: "Is this a ghost? This is the first time I've seen such a weak ghost."

Shi Li knew a little more than Xu Keke, and when he heard this, he just shook his head: "This is not weak, a well-trained evil spirit, when it rages, you and I are not enough for him to stick between his teeth."

The reason why it looks pitiful and weak now is that the soul has been extracted and the mind is insane. In other words, the description is just a quiet mentally handicapped.

Xie Qingmian didn't know if the ghost had committed any crimes before he was alive, so he threw the ghost to Fan Wujiu: "When you get back its extracted soul, then you will go through the process of your hell."

Fan Wujiu responded, "Yes."

"By the way, this time is also a big mistake of your underworld, so many ghosts have been lost, and no one found it?"

Fan Wujiu lowered his head rarely, hiding his flushed face.

Bo Tingjun embraced Xie Qingmian from behind, and stepped forward to embrace the fault: "Well, it's my fault."

Xie Qingmian kicked him gently.

While the few people were talking, Sheng Li, who was originally unconscious, woke up.

Obviously, he still remembered the memory after he was controlled.At the beginning of waking up, he was dazed for a long time, but after his sight touched Sheng Junya, the elderly man's eyes were rarely red.

"Yaya, Dad, Dad, I'm sorry."

Seeing that her father was healed, Sheng Junya burst into tears and threw herself on her father. The two hugged each other and began to cry.

Xie Qingmian patiently waited for the person to finish crying before saying the last words that needed to be ordered.

"The yin at home will still be very heavy these days. Open the windows during the day to let the sun shine in. It's best not to live in people for a while. In fact, it's nothing to live in. It's just a few days of bad luck."

Shengli didn't stop at this one house, and when he saw this, he quickly said that he was going to live in another place temporarily.

"If you keep small animals at home, the small animals are sensitive and may be afraid of you these days, but it will be fine after a while. You can go to the temple to burn incense. Recently, the body will be a little weak, and it will be fine if you raise it for a few days."

Sheng Junya heard that Ye Zhiyin often does charity work recently, so she asked Xie Qingmian if it would be helpful for their family to do charity.

"Of course there is, but if you want to do it, you have to do it yourself. Don't leave it to the people below to do it. Just use your lips."

Sheng Junya kept all these words in her heart and kept nodding her head.

Xie Qingmian: "By the way, if you have time, Mr. Sheng can check the liver problem."

Sheng Li paused, and the fat on his stomach trembled invisibly.

"Mr. Xie means..."

Xie Qingmian: "The doctor will tell you the result, so I won't talk about it. I'm having dinner with my family these few days. Mr. Sheng should stop drinking."

Xie Qingmian's meaning couldn't be more straightforward. Sheng Li's face turned pale, and he squeezed Sheng Junya's hand tightly. The father and daughter looked at each other worriedly.

After dealing with the matter of Shengli, Xie Qingmian looked at Yi Tianyue, who was under Xu Keke's subordinate, and began to worry.

"Uncle police won't take care of this kind of thing." After all, it can't be regarded as spreading superstition. What if he comes over and arrests him, he is more in line with the crime of spreading superstition than Yi Tianyue.

Bo Tingjun glanced coldly, but soon turned his attention back to Xie Qingmian.

"There are special departments, I will contact you."

Xie Qingmian slapped her head: "Forget about this, okay, okay, you go to contact, by the way, this hanged ghost..."

Fan Wujiu heard the words and said: "Punish according to the law of the underworld, and be ashes and annihilation."

"Yes!" Xie Qingmian raised her eyes slightly and smiled, "Then, why don't we sneak into the Metaphysics Guild and have fun."

When leaving, Sheng Junya originally wanted to send Xie Qingmian off, but was persuaded by Xie Qingmian.

"Forget it, you father and daughter talk first, we can leave by ourselves." When preparing to leave, Xie Qingmian thought of the other two, and added, "By the way, the other person you can ask them to add me, The process is agreed with them, and I will deal with it together when I bring it to Haishi."

Sheng Junya hurriedly agreed.

Fan Wujiu sent the hanged ghost back to the underworld, and the driver disappeared instantly.

Xie Qingmian put her hands in the front pockets of her hooded short sleeves, looking at her luxury car, she was at a loss for a rare moment.

"Who has a driver's license?"

Xu Keke and Shi Li shook their heads at the same time, they opened their innocent eyes and hid obediently aside.

Xie Qingmian: ...

No one is driving, so take the subway back.

In the end, because of Xie Qingmian's face and Bo Tingjun's hair, the two of them were surrounded by many people in the subway.

Xie Qingmian: ::::: (double speechless)

Listening to the constant clicking sound and many cell phones secretly raised, Xie Qingmian silently buried her face in Bo Tingjun's arms.

If you block it, you won't be able to shoot it, and the plan will work.

But still afraid of encountering the kind of bullying Yi Tianyue made last time, Xie Qingmian contacted Xinyue Entertainment in advance to let them pay attention to this situation, and kill the heat in advance if it happens.

But Bo Tingjun's photos still flowed into Xie Chenque's phone.

After receiving the call from his brother, Xie Qingmian felt guilty for a moment, and as soon as he picked up the phone, he obediently called his brother first.

"Hello, brother, why haven't you slept yet, brother, you should pay more attention to your health."

Xie Chenqian had a terrible headache: "Xie Qingmian! You know what I want to tell you on the phone!"

Xie Qingmian pointed her finger guiltily, and her eyes drifted to Shen Bo Tingjun unconsciously.

Bo Tingjun just came out of the bathroom, his long silver hair was scattered behind him half wet, because he didn't have pajamas that fit him, he was only wearing a towel around his lower body, showing his well-shaped eight-pack abs.

Xie Qingmian's thoughts suddenly drifted to nowhere, and there was only one thought in her mind.

His boyfriend is so pretty.

Bo Tingjun sat beside Xie Qingmian, he heard Xie Qingmian calling his brother in the bathroom, and at this moment he was also a little nervous.

Xie Chenyu talked on the other end of the phone for a long time, and when he stopped, he found that his brother hadn't heard a word for a long time, and he exploded in anger.

"Xie Qingmian! Are you listening to me!!!"

Xie Qingmian came back to her senses: "I'm listening, I'm listening, brother, I was wrong!"

Hearing his brother Li Suo's apology, Xie Chenque lost his temper, and his voice was a little tired: "Mianmian..."

Xie Qingmian blinked her eyes, lowered her voice, and began to seriously talk about this topic with her brother.

"Brother, I know what you are worried about, but I really like Bo Tingjun, not because of his appearance, we really love each other, not just kidding."

Xie Chenqian was sitting in the study room of the hotel, with a laptop in front of him. At this time, the computer was silently playing this short video in a loop. In the video, the two of them looked like they were in the subway.

Looking at Bo Tingjun's dazzling silver long hair, Xie Chenque's initial impression of Bo Tingjun was reduced to the lowest.

"You really like him not because of his appearance?" Xie Chenyu was highly skeptical about this.

"..." Xie Qingmian quickly changed her words, "Well, actually a little bit."

That Bo Tingjun looks so good-looking!He must like that face too!

Xie Qingmian straightened her back uprightly: "Then who doesn't like good-looking people! But I like him not only because he is good-looking."

Xie Chen smiled angrily: "Could his hair be a serious job?"

It's not bad that Xie Chenqian is biased. When normal people see Bo Tingjun's silver hair, they will probably be shocked at first, and then they will make some bad guesses.

But Xie Qingmian's answer completely blocked Xie Chen's words.

Xie Qingmian said loudly: "He is a national civil servant and serves the country."

After Xie Qingmian finished speaking, she heard the sound of the cup falling to the ground and shattering, followed by a violent cough.

"Cough, cough, cough." With a difficult cough, Xie Chenqian seized the opportunity to ask back in disbelief, "What did you say? He's a civil servant???"

"Yes." Xie Qingmian straightened her back, "Civil servants serving the country! Don't attack people's identities!"

Xie Chenqian wanted to say something else, but he heard his brother say: "I just talked to my father, and my father said that he has a normal job and supports our love!"

Xie Chenqian couldn't believe it, his father actually betrayed the League of Persuading Brothers.

"Mom said that people have good-looking parents and good jobs. It doesn't matter if they have money or not. Anyway, our family has money! Love is about liking each other!" As he spoke, Xie Qingmian became more and more confident.

"Let's talk about it! Mom even praised me, saying that I know how to fall in love, while my brother only knows about work, and I haven't had a single partner for so many years!"

Xie Shenyan: ...

Xie Qingmian wanted to say something, but there was only beeping on the phone.

"I haven't finished yet, why did my brother hang up." Xie Qingmian took the phone off her ear, looked at the screen on the phone that the call had been hung up, and muttered softly.

Bo Tingjun put a clean towel on Xie Qingmian's head, and gently wiped his hair.

"I'll dry my hair before going to bed, or I'll get a headache tomorrow."

Xie Qingmian squinted her eyes, enjoying Bo Tingjun's hair brushing service, and the mobile phone in her hand had been switched to the game interface at some point.

He was manipulating the game villain, playing with it, and suddenly said with emotion that the game character actually has eight-pack abs.

Immersed in the game, he didn't realize that after he said this emotion, the hand blowing his hair paused for five seconds.

After drying his hair, Bo Tingjun unplugged the hair dryer and put it aside, sat beside Xie Qingmian, quietly watching him play the game.

A game ended, Xie Qingmian, who won the victory, had not had time to be happy when the mobile phone in his hand was suddenly taken away.

"Hey?"

Xie Qingmian wanted to snatch the phone back, but all actions were suppressed by Bo Tingjun.

Bo Tingjun held Xie Qingmian's somewhat slender wrist, and forcibly placed his hand on her abdomen.

"I have it too."

Xie Qingmian was taken aback: "What?"

He widened his eyes, and suddenly there was a cleverness in his heart, and the space between his abdominal muscles shrank suddenly.

Xie Qingmian's eyelashes fluttered like crow feathers, and those beautiful eyes were full of stars in Bo Tingjun's eyes.

The person under him was the star whom he had tried his best to hold in his arms before.

Bo Tingjun pursed his displeased thin lips, with persistent eyes: "Just look at me."

Xie Qingmian blinked, then blinked again, when he wanted to understand why Bo Tingjun did this, he almost burst out laughing.

Xie Qingmian, who exhausted all her strength to hold back the laughter, lay on Bo Tingjun's body, her body trembled because of the suppressed laughter.

After finally slowing down, Xie Qingmian moved closer to Bo Tingjun's chin, and took a bite moderately, leaving shallow tooth marks.

He moved to Bo Tingjun's beautiful thin lips again, and gave a deep sip.

"You are so cute." Xie Qingmian laughed again, "Why didn't I find out before, you are still jealous."

Bo Tingjun hugged the person under him tightly, and gave a soft snort of displeasure.

Xie Qingmian jokingly said: "Aren't you a thousand-year-old vinegar man, Bo Tingjun?"

Bo Tingjun spoke with a hoarse and sexy voice: "I'm just jealous for you."

"Well, of course, who do you dare to be jealous of?"

The two hugged each other and talked intimately.

Before going to sleep, Xie Qingmian thought of one thing in a daze.

"By the way, Bo Tingjun, when will my soul be stable? I want to go to the underworld to help you."

Ever since knowing Bo Tingjun's identity, Xie Qingmian has become concerned about the underworld.

Although Bo Tingjun only used a few words when talking about his experience, Xie Qingmian knew that Bo Tingjun would not live an easier life than himself.

In particular, he also snatched his shattered soul from Tiandao's hands, and he didn't know how much he paid, and the injuries on his body are still not healed.

So after knowing that there was a problem with the operation of the underworld, Xie Qingmian always wanted to help.

Bo Tingjun gently stroked Xie Qingmian's neck with his hand, and with a little effort, a red mark was left on the neck.

"Soon." Bo Tingjun said hoarsely, "Go to sleep, I will take you down later."

"Then tell me the specific time, I want to help you too." Probably because he was sleepy, when he said this, Xie Qingmian had a coquettish tone.

Bo Tingjun's heart softened, he moved to Xie Qingmian's forehead and kissed him lightly, and patted his back to comfort Xie Qingmian's anxious heart.

Xie Qingmian's eyes were so sleepy that she closed her eyes, but she still checked the time with Bo Tingjun again and again.

After getting the specific time, Xie Qingmian was satisfied, so she relaxed her head and fell into a deep sleep.

In the quiet room, there was a helpless and doting sigh.

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The things of the other two were the same as Sheng Li's. Xie Qingmian took a look, and drew out the ghosts in their bodies according to the previous method, and the perpetrators were also detained by special departments.

But Xie Qingmian knew that there must be more places like this that he didn't see. If he wanted to solve this problem completely, he had to go deep into his old nest and deal with Fu Zhiyuan's place where ghosts were raised.

When the special department heard that Xie Qingmian wanted to help, they directly agreed with him with both hands and feet, and even helped him forge a metaphysics background, so that Xie Qingmian could join the metaphysics union smoothly.

The process of Shi Li's withdrawal from the Metaphysics Union has not yet been completed. Strictly speaking, he still belongs to the Metaphysics Union, so this time, Xu Keke couldn't cooperate with Xie Qingmian, so Shi Li could only follow him.

In order to prevent surprises, Xie Qingmian didn't even bring Bo Tingjun here this time, and drove him to the underworld to heal his injuries.

The headquarters of the Metaphysics Guild is in the capital, Beijing. As a city favored by kings for thousands of years, the aura of Beijing is very popular among metaphysicians.

Coming out of the office building, Xie Qingmian found a small peach wood sign with her name engraved on it.

The special department only helped Xie Qingmian change his metaphysical background, but the background of Xie's young master did not have any disguise.

Xie Qingmian, who was called the little son of the Xie family, received a very strong welcome when he came to the Metaphysics Union.

When applying for the guild nameplate, Xie Qingmian was surrounded by several elderly managers, smiling with wrinkled faces, bragging about the guild's benefit to the people beside Xie Qingmian, the meaning behind the words They all want to coax this young master of the Xie family to invest in the trade union.

Xie Qingmian was clear in her heart, but she still pretended she didn't understand. She occasionally praised the trade union in agreement, but she refused to accept the investment matter.

In the end, there was no other way, one of the old men gritted his teeth and said it directly.

"However, our trade union has been unable to make ends meet these years. On the one hand, we have to give subsidies to many metaphysicians and reimburse some metaphysicians for dealing with supernatural events. It is really difficult to operate, young master Xie, do you think Mrs. Xie... …Do charity, invest in unions?”

It's hard for Xie Qingmian to pretend to be stupid when she speaks such straightforward words.

He pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and slapped his thigh: "So you want to invest, did you tell me earlier? As for such a big detour, I am also playing metaphysics, and it is my duty to help the metaphysics union. I will talk to my brother when I go back like this. It might take a while to dial it down."

After getting the answer they wanted, those old men laughed until they couldn't see their eyes. The desire on their faces made Xie Qingmian disgusted from the bottom of their hearts.

After walking out of the office building, Xie Qingmian threw the wooden sign in her hand to Shi Li behind her in disgust: "Go back and take a shower, it's so dirty."

This time, Xie Qingmian found that the Metaphysics Guild was even more rotten than she imagined.

Shi Li also witnessed the scene just now, he was surprised and disgusted, put away the wooden sign hastily, and rubbed his arms in disgust.

The location of the base camp of the Metaphysics Union is quite good in Fengshui, and it is also behind a commercial street, as long as you cross a street, you will directly reach the commercial street.

Xie Qingmian took Shi Li over to eat and drink for lunch.

Sitting at the window seat in the store, Xie Qingmian only needs to tilt her head to see the metaphysics union hidden among many office buildings.

A faint arc appeared on Xie Qingmian's lips, Xie Qingmian supported her chin, looked at those office buildings boredly, and said casually: "Tell me, what is Fu Zhiyuan thinking now."

Shi Li thought for a while and said, "Should you be afraid?"

Fu Zhiyuan should have discovered that those ghosts have lost control, and Yi Tianyue who lost contact, all of these are pointing out to Fu Zhiyuan——

What he did was exposed.

Xie Qingmian's index finger shook slightly: "No, besides being afraid, he still wants us to die."

"Not surprisingly, something should come to you tonight."

When he reached Fu Zhiyuan's position, he absolutely couldn't let go of his pursuit of money and power. What he was afraid of was that he would lose his position as the president of the metaphysics union after being dealt with. In order to prevent this kind of thing from happening, Fu Zhiyuan would definitely take countermeasures in advance.

The simplest and most effective countermeasure is to get rid of the people involved in the matter.

It's a pity that Fu Zhiyuan's idea cannot be realized.

Xie Qingmian drank the happy water, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Xie Qingmian's guess was right, that night, several controlled ghosts appeared in the house where the two lived.