Fox spirit's self-cultivation

Kong Lingxiao and Kong Qing were about to leave with the painting. Ms. Chen thought for a while and said softly, "Masters, before you came, I did a fortune-telling under the flyover. It was the fortune-teller wearing sunglasses who asked me to ask you question."

Kong Lingxiao and Kong Qing looked at each other.

Fortune teller?

Not many people knew that Kong Lingxiao started to slay demons. Why would a fortune teller tell Ms. Chen that?

Kong Lingxiao said: "Tomorrow, let's go to Zheng's house first, and then go to the fortune teller. Now go and put the painting in a safe place, lest that strange monster come out to eat tomato sauce again."

Kong Qing agreed: "Good."

Only Ms. Chen looked blank: eat tomato sauce?What ketchup?

Ms. Chen sent Kong Lingxiao and Kong Qing to the side of the road in a trance. She turned back and locked the door. Unfortunately, the key fell on the ground. Ms. Chen quickly lowered her head to pick it up.

Suddenly, Miss Chen's complexion turned pale, and she stammered: "Big...Master..."

"What's the matter... I'll go!"

As soon as Kong Qing turned around, he saw a glowing white shadow standing beside Ms. Chen, separated by an iron gate. The illusory shadow squatted down, put its body through the iron gate, and tried to pick up the key on the ground.

That pair of pale hands covered Miss Chen's hand, and Miss Chen was so horrified that she wished she could faint immediately.

Kong Lingxiao struck out a talisman, and the talisman burned through the transparent shadow's body, and a woman's sigh was faintly heard, and the shadow gradually disappeared.

The opponent just left temporarily and was not dispersed.

Drenched in cold sweat, Miss Chen fell to the ground until a hand was stretched out in front of her.

"Miss Chen, do you know that ghost?"

Kong Qing helped Miss Chen up.

Ms. Chen's eyes were red, and tears flowed down: "That's Madam, the Madam who died of illness last year..."

Seeing only one hand, of course Ms. Chen couldn't recognize the ghost, but Ms. Chen was very familiar with the sigh when the ghost left.

Xu Xiangrong, a national treasure painter, married a young and beautiful lady in his later years. That beautiful woman, who was as beautiful as a gorgeous rose, lost her mobility due to a sudden illness. She was silent all the time in the hospital bed, except for letting out a long sigh from time to time.

Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Xu Xiangrong are old couples and young wives. Everyone said that Mrs. Xu is such a beautiful woman. She must have married Xu Xiangrong for money. She is so young, and she will regret living with an old man for a while.

At this moment, Ms. Chen couldn't help thinking that at the end of her life, Mrs. Xu must have given birth to a deep sorrow, and she became a ghost after death, and she sighed so sadly.

The melodious sigh made by the ghost just now, like the sound of a piano, is exactly the same as what Miss Chen heard from Madam Xu's hospital bed before.

"Don't worry, that ghost has no hostility and has never hurt anyone." Kong Lingxiao said, he and Kong Qing sent the shocked Miss Chen home, and asked many questions along the way.

After Ms. Chen went upstairs, Kong Lingxiao left a few talismans just in case, and then the two brothers drove back.

In the car, Kong Qing took out a booklet and read it for a while, puzzled: "There are monsters and ghosts in a house, it's really abnormal. Usually when monsters appear, the ghosts will be torn apart by the devil's energy." But this woman who was newly mourned a year ago turned into a ghost without any resentment, and the monster didn't tear her apart, what is going on?"

The ghost image I saw just now is not solid, it is indeed a newly born ghost, there is no ominous breath on the other party, such a soul is very weak, it should have been torn to pieces by the monster long ago.

Kong Lingxiao closed his eyes, and said calmly: "The seal in the painting is not an ordinary monster, we will know when we see the young master of the Zheng family tomorrow."

However, the next day they went to the Zheng family who had changed hands and did not find the young master of the Zheng family.

The two went to the place that Ms. Chen said was selling portraits at a low price, and saw that the house was a European-style castle, and all the people who came and went were blond and blue-eyed foreigners.

The group is moving, and a castle has become empty.

After Kong Qing and Kong Lingxiao handed over their business cards, the blond supervisor smiled awkwardly, and said in unfluent Chinese: "We have sold this castle, and we don't know the details, you can ask the housekeeper."

The housekeeper is a native of China, and he said impatiently: "You are looking for Zheng Xuanli? Then you are looking for the wrong place. He is only the adopted son of Professor Wu and Mr. Lemiel. After Professor Wu and Mr. Lemiel were unexpectedly missing in the Suez Canal, Their family sent someone to take over the manor, and later sold the house because they were not used to living in it.

"Where is Zheng Xuanli, you ask? How do I know that Professor Wu and the others are not married, and adopted such a big son at such a young age, who knows what the adoption is for! There is no perfect adoption procedure, and Zheng Xuanli's property is not part of it." , I will be kicked out, where should I pick up the trash now?"

Kong Qing's expression was a little subtle when he heard the words, he coughed and said, "Well, what is Zheng Xuanli's identity, can you tell me in detail?"

The housekeeper glanced at him: "Oh, what's the matter? Zheng Xuanli's brain is not good, and he looks like that again. Professor Wu and Mr. Lemiel, two young and handsome gentlemen, are obedient to him. what relationship?"

What else did Kong Qing want to ask, but Kong Lingxiao interrupted him, and showed the housekeeper the painting on his phone: "So Zheng Xuanli is not dead. Do you know the origin of this painting?"

The butler glanced at the portrait, then turned his head in disgust, waved his hands and said, "He won't die even if everyone else is dead. You don't even know what Zheng Xuanli's fate is like. If you ask about this painting, it's his own indiscretion." I knew when someone painted it, so I hung it carelessly in the living room, the red painting is dazzling, I threw it out earlier, but I didn't expect it to be picked up by you."

Ask the housekeeper about other things, but the housekeeper also doesn't know anything.

The clues were cut off, and Kong Lingxiao and Kong Qing didn't get any useful information, so they could only take a compass and go under the overpass to search for the fortune-teller mentioned by Miss Chen.

When they arrived under the overpass mentioned by Ms. Chen, they saw a ostentatious banner from a distance.

White letters on a red background, the letter reads "Ten yuan for fortune-telling, no money is not allowed".

Well, as Miss Chen said, it seems that they found the right person.

Kong Qing squinted, and looked at the densely packed small characters on the banner: "Let me see what this is...'Use scientific truth to overcome fallacies and heresies', 'Science makes you happy, you and me, resist superstition and rely on everyone', 'Consolidate the foundation and be strong base, establish a long-term mechanism to prevent xie teaching at the grassroots level'..."

Before finishing the reading, a head wearing sunglasses emerged from behind the concrete stone pillar.

The man was wearing a thin black silk shirt, with a delicate rose pinned to his pocket, and the button was only half buttoned, revealing half of his strong and attractive chest.

In early spring, the weather was still a bit chilly, and Kong Qing and Kong Lingxiao were still wearing thin coats. The two brothers couldn't help but glance at each other's half-stretched chests.

Seeing the two of them, Zheng Xuanli brushed his hair, and said with a smile in a soliciting tone: "Are you looking for me? For fortune-telling, no money is not allowed, and payment will be made when it is approved. It only needs ten yuan, and there is no deception. Come~"

Looking at the two people in front of him, Zheng Xuanli's smile was quite bright - the two in front of him are definitely big fat sheep, with golden light shining all over their bodies, if they can stabilize the source of customers... Hehehe, you don't have to worry about eating in the future!

Zheng Xuanli couldn't help rubbing his hands, and his smile became more rippling.

Kong Qing shivered, and pulled the expressionless Kong Lingxiao back a step.

Kong Qing leaned closer to Kong Lingxiao and reminded him in a low voice: "There is something wrong with this person. From a distance, he looks like a disc seller, but up close, he looks like a prostitute. Let's be careful!"

Zheng Xuanli moved his ears, heard what Kong Qing said, and immediately said indignantly: "How can you be so innocent? Although I am a vixen, I am a decent fox, so I will not seduce people casually!"

After finishing speaking, he brushed his short black shiny hair again.

Kong Qing's face darkened when he heard the words, and he jumped back: "Fox demon? Didn't you say that the fox demon is extinct? Why is there such a big one? How does the Demon Hunter Association work!"

Kong Lingxiao patted his second brother on the shoulder: "The blood is impure, don't worry, his breath is a human being."

"No, he's a vixen!" Kong Qing, whose prototype is a peacock, didn't know why his younger brother's fairy radar failed. He gritted his teeth, "I can feel the disgusting vixen's breath on him! I trust my intuition!"

Kong Lingxiao stared at Zheng Xuanli for a moment, saw the exposed chest from the other's long legs, and then fell on Zheng Xuanli's smiling face, shaking his head: "There is no monster at all, he is completely human. He is the one we are looking for." people."

Hearing this, Zheng Xuanli deeply agreed, stepped forward and put his hand on Kong Lingxiao's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yes, that's right, I am the person you are looking for, although I don't know what you are looking for, but just give me money , let me do anything! As long as ten yuan, the price of a lunch box, if you can’t buy it, you won’t suffer, if you can’t buy it, you can’t be fooled, just come here!”

After speaking, he held up Kong Lingxiao's chin and said with a smile, "Tell me, little brother, what do you want me to do?"

Although he was wearing sunglasses, Kong Qing seemed to see a pair of peach blossom eyes frivolously blinking under the sunglasses, trying to seduce his innocent younger brother.

Kong Qing was furious: "You still say you are not a stinky fox! Third brother, beat him up!"

Kong Lingxiao blinked, looked at Zheng Xuanli who was facing him and could hear his breath, and looked down at the other party's snow-white wrist a little dullly.

Then the young demon hunter's face turned cold, and he raised his hand to pinch Zheng Xuanli's wrist, and folded it back hard.

"Oh, my hand is broken--you lighten up, guest officer, lighten up!"

Zheng Xuanli hugged his paws and jumped three feet high, rubbing his hands and complaining: "If you don't want it, why are you so rude, sir? You hurt me, do you know?"

"We have something rougher, do you want to try it?" Kong Qing became angry when he saw this man's vixenous look, who doesn't know that the peacocks hate the ostentatious stinky vixen the most?

It's fine if it's a beautiful woman, but a male dares to be more ostentatious than a male peacock, this vixen clearly wants to die!

Zheng Xuanli raised his hand and touched his eyes, and wiped away the tears that didn't exist: "That's unnecessary, the two guest officers are not lucky, what do you want to do now?"

"Take off your sunglasses, please." Kong Lingxiao glanced at Zheng Xuanli, turned on the phone, and turned out the picture of a beauty with a monster in front of Zheng Xuanli, "Is this you in the picture?"

Kong Qing, who was belatedly aware, said, "Huh? He is that Mr. Zheng who has a bad brain?"

Zheng Xuanli: "...are you polite?"

Kong Lingxiao's face was frosty: "We are looking for the owner of this portrait. I didn't expect you to also work as a fortune teller. What a surprise. This is you, right?"

Zheng Xuanli glanced at the portrait on the phone, and said, "I'm right. This is drawn for me by my fanatical suitor. It's so pretty, so I'll take it and take a look at it when I have nothing to do. Look. My own face, paired with long hair and red clothes, is also exceptionally good."

As he spoke, he touched his face in satisfaction, "How beautiful! If Wu Youli and Lei Shengda's sudden disappearance hadn't caused me to be kicked out, I would have brought it home no matter what I said. It's a pity that I don't have it now. family, I can only entrust someone to sell it to someone who is destined. Tsk, I sold it for ten yuan."

Kong Lingxiao: ...

He now believes that the person in front of him does have some brain problems.

Kong Qing also expressed admiration, but he quickly grasped the point: "Wu Youli and Lei Shengda?"

Who would come up with such a strange name?

"They are my cohabitants. They are my nominal guardians. Now that I have lost contact, I guess they are still practicing swimming in some sea area."

Zheng Xuanli spread his hands and said indifferently.

Kong Qing's eyes became very subtle when he heard this—oh, it turns out that those two people are Professor Wu and Uriel who the housekeeper said before and Zheng Xuanli suspected of having an affair with Zheng Xuanli.

He clicked his tongue: "There are two more guardians, they really are vixen style. Your portrait is weird, and as an unrecorded vixen without a license to tell fortunes, the three crimes are superimposed, you have to go with our Demon Hunters Association one trip."

After Kong Qing finished speaking, Kong Lingxiao pasted a talisman on Zheng Xuanli's body, immobilized him, and stepped forward to take off his sunglasses.

Under the sunglasses, a pair of deep eyes appeared, not the peach blossom eyes that Kong Qing thought.The reddish-brown pupils, the pointed end of the eyes, and the sharp eyes form a sharp contrast with the always upturned corners of the lips.

Those eyes looked at Kong Lingxiao, narrowed their eyes slightly, and formed a circle of smile lines: "You are so cold, guest!"

The sharp aura suddenly diminished, turning into a provocative like substance.

Kong Lingxiao paused, put the sunglasses back on for Zheng Xuanli, and said softly, "Well, you are indeed a vixen."

Zheng Xuanli gave a short chuckle. He tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't get rid of the talisman. Immediately, the corners of his lips pressed down, and his tone became extremely aggrieved: "Although I am indeed a vixen, I am also very hurt when you say that. I think you are prejudiced against foxes."

"No." Kong Lingxiao said with a cold face, "I have no prejudice against foxes, I just have prejudice against you."

Because this person has been deliberately teasing him.