Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

The old man in Ji Chu's arms failed to commit suicide as he wished, and kept screaming. However, without Wei Zhen's skin, his Chinese was a little incomprehensible.

However, Ji Chu didn't care. He took out a talisman and sucked the old man in.

The scene changed and Wei Zhen's brother Wei Bao was staring at his phone, feeling uneasy.

Running the canteen was originally a task assigned to him by Abe Yasuhei, just like Wei Zhen was assigned to seduce Jia Shun and Xing Chengzhi, the purpose was to make money.

He didn't know why his master wanted so much money. He only knew that he hated the Chinese. In order to take revenge, he deliberately tampered with their food, which resulted in the loss of such a lucrative way of making money.

If his master knew about this, he would definitely be punished.

Fortunately, the person who took over Wei Zhen's body was his long-time friend. Not only did he take out a large sum of money to fill the hole for him, he also promised to appease Jia Shun, and after this period of time, let Jia Shun give him the management rights of the canteen again.

But no matter how long he waited, he never got a call from his friend.

Just then, an enchanting figure appeared on the sofa opposite him.

"Your friend can't even protect himself, and you still count on him?"

Qiu Feng's slender, boneless hands supported her cheeks, and she looked at Wei Bao with a pair of charming eyes, half smiling.

Wei Bao turned around and wanted to run, but the next second, Qiu Feng blocked him in front of the only door in the room.

"Are you the ghost messenger from the underworld?"

Qiu Feng curled his lips and smiled: "Humph, you sewer rats are really good at hiding. It's a pity that I caught you for so long!"

After saying that, she also took out a talisman of the same type as the one she used at the beginning of the season and put Wei Bao into it.

At the same time, in an abandoned building, a man was standing on an unprotected balcony, looking at the scenery outside.

Behind him, a younger brother was reporting respectfully: "Brother Hui, the quality of the latest batch of believers is not very good. The money we received is only half of the previous batch. It is completely unable to meet the goal set by the master..."

The man called Brother Hui snorted coldly: "They are idiots, are you idiots too? If you can't squeeze out new ones, can't you find a way to squeeze out those old ones?"

I said in embarrassment: "Because most of those believers claimed to be good people and good deeds, and asked others to pay for their efforts, they were boycotted by many people. Now people are increasingly disgusted with us, and we can't recruit new people at all. Even if we do recruit them, it is difficult to brainwash them."

"The membership fees collected this time have already squeezed those people who joined before. Some of them broke up with their families in order to brainwash them. Now they are completely useless."

"I'm afraid if I continue to squeeze them, I won't be able to manage them."

"Brother Hui, do you want to talk to the master..."

Before he could finish his words, he met his boss's dangerous gaze, and he didn't dare to say any more.

But he really couldn't understand why his master wanted so much money?

It was obvious that after getting out of the narrow gap, they could have used the immigration to return to their country and then plan how to annex the fertile land of China. However, things went against their wishes and their master placed them within the territory of China.

At first, they just tried to find out various information and technologies, but as time went on, their master seemed no longer satisfied with this.

Suddenly, an arm was placed on the younger brother's shoulder like a good brother.

Before the younger brother could even resist, he realized that his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move.

"Nie Hui?" Zhong Kui's voice sounded abruptly.

A hint of surprise flashed across Nie Hui's eyes, and then he subconsciously pulled out a gun from his waist.

Zhong Kui couldn't help but feel like laughing. He loosened his arm that was around his brother's neck and slowly moved closer to Nie Hui.

"Nie Hui, no, should I call you Ishida?"

The gun in Nie Hui's hand creaked. If it weren't for the bearded man in front of him who led that group of people into the narrow space, the master would never have abandoned the 50 people in the narrow space.

Zhong Kui didn't care about Nie Hui's inner anger. He took out a piece of parchment and read it.

"Nie Hui, since you were discharged from the hospital after the car accident last year, dozens of people have, under your guidance, created the illusion that their partners or relatives died unexpectedly in order to defraud insurance."

"Among them, a party involved in an arson case gave you a reward of up to 1200 million after receiving compensation."

"You made hundreds of millions of dollars by providing people with insurance fraud ideas."

"In addition, you took advantage of good people and good deeds to establish a sect, recruit millions of believers, and spread extreme ideas."

"These people have been brainwashed by you for a long time. They have emptied their family assets and handed over the money to you, just for the sake of your claim that they can become immortals after death."

"Because of you, their originally happy families have become fragmented, and some have even lost their entire families."

"Do you admit these things?"

Nie Hui sneered: "So what if I did it? It's because you Chinese are greedy and stupid, otherwise why would you fall for it!"

Zhong Kui said disdainfully: "Do you think China is just a tiny country like yours?"

"There are 14 billion people in China. Even if there are only 14 in geniuses, there are still of them. How many ordinary people are there?"

"Even if these ordinary people have some flaws, that's not a reason for you to do bad things!"

Nie Hui laughed loudly: "Don't tell me your big truths. You can find me today, I didn't hide myself well enough. I know your target is Lord Abe."

"But I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Even if you catch me, you won't be able to find the adults."

A loud female voice rang out: "Are we fools to think of getting Abe's location out of you?"

Zhong Kui turned around and saw Qiu Feng and Ji Chu each holding a piece of talisman paper in their hands.

Beside the two of them, Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, with helpless looks on their faces, were leading a pair of strange spirit beasts with innocent faces.

The auspicious beast has a tiger head, one horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and unicorn feet. It looks like a dragon but not a dragon, like a tiger but not a tiger, like a lion but not a lion, like a unicorn but not a unicorn, and like a dog but not a dog.

"Listen!"

Ji Chu hugged Di Ting's big furry neck, and Di Ting excitedly nodded his head to Ji Chu.

If it weren't for Di Ting's loyalty and his all-consuming devotion to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Ji Chu's attack, which was like a stream of meat sausage, would have definitely hooked him.

Xie Bian shook his head: "Listen, I stole it from the Bodhisattva for you. If Boss Yan blames us later, don't betray us brothers!"

Ji Chu pointed at Zhong Kui and said, "Don't worry, there are tall people to hold up the sky if it collapses!"

When Nie Hui saw Di Ting, his face was filled with horror.

The master's Yin-Yang magic comes from China. He followed the master and studied China's system of gods and immortals. Therefore, he had also heard of the name of Di Ting.

It is said that Di Ting's dog ears can hear everything in the world, and are especially good at listening to people's thoughts. In Journey to the West, Di Ting also participated in the story of distinguishing the true and false Monkey King.

It can be said that nothing in the world can escape Diting's ears.