Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

Now, the ghost officials working in the Yinlusi didn't recognize Jiang Ling and wanted to step forward to stop her, but Cui Jue himself didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to make a decision on their own.

Jiang Ling found her own name skillfully. It seemed to be correct at first glance, as the time of birth and death were clearly written.

Slender white fingers tapped the tabletop.

The ghost officials witnessed with their own eyes that the judge, who had always been high and mighty, cold and ruthless and handsome, humbly lowered his head in front of the woman and poured tea for her.

??? What is the origin of this woman?

Jiang Ling didn't hesitate, just like she was at home, she glanced at Cui Jue and said, "You look more handsome now, tell me what's going on?"

"Sister Ling, this happened many years ago. I just remember that you suddenly disappeared, as if you didn't exist in this world. All the ghosts and gods were looking for you, but they couldn't find you."

"Looking for me?" Jiang Ling chuckled. "Looking for me to collect the debt. Their treasures are all in my hands. If I disappear, all the treasures will be gone too."

Cui Jue smiled awkwardly.

However, Jiang Ling heard a very important piece of news. Back then, it means now is the future?

"Is the male servant who followed me back then still alive?" Jiang Ling continued to look through the Book of Life and Death.

"Everything about you has disappeared. If it weren't for the fact that many of us ghosts and fairies know of your existence and remember you and the things you did... we would have doubted whether you even existed."

For example, the mountain she split in two, or the beard of a certain King of Hell that she cut off...

And his treasure that was about to disappear was actually taken away by her, saying it was protection money.

Hey.

"Is that dead black dragon so happy? He's flying in the sky now." Jiang Ling crossed her legs and narrowed her beautiful fox eyes.

"I haven't seen that gentleman for a long time. He is a loner. He has only one piece of territory and is alone." Cui Jue responded to every question.

"Okay, help me investigate what happened back then. By the way, why is there such a long line at the place of reincarnation?"

Cui Jue sighed: "The birth rate in the human world is decreasing year by year. People don't want to have children anymore. The queue is getting longer and longer. Not only are there more and more ghosts in the underworld, but paper money is also becoming less and less valuable. Fortunately, now we just scan the code, which is much more convenient."

"Scan the code?" Jiang Ling laughed out loud.

"Yes, the human world has developed, and our ghost world is naturally developing as well. Now that you are back, I will add you to our group. I wonder if they still remember you."

Cui Jue took out his cell phone, thought of something, patted his sleeves, and called a ghost messenger casually: "Go buy a ghost phone, the latest model."

Jiang Ling held her forehead helplessly. She seemed like an old antique. She didn't expect things to develop so fast.

The Black and White Impermanence that Jiang Ling had met before brought Ah Yan to the Yinlusi.

"Greetings, Lord Cui Jue, this ghost has taken the initiative to...which soul is it?" Hei Wuchang's previously calm face showed surprise.

That living soul was actually sitting in Lord Cui Jue’s seat, and Lord Cui Jue was standing next to her?

When Ah Yan said that he was dragged from the underworld by that woman, he already thought this scene was outrageous enough.

It’s so outrageous that he opened the door to such outrageous people. It’s so outrageous.

"Little Black and White Impermanence." Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Little beauty, you are here? Are you Lord Cui Jue's friend?" Bai Wuchang was calmer.

friend?

Jiang Ling glanced at Cui Jue who was playing with his phone and nodded: "Yeah."

"You are busy. I will go and see if there is any change in Xiaoqi and Xiaoba. Don't forget what I asked you to do." Jiang Ling stood up from her seat.

"Remember to come and get your phone before you leave. By the way, how did you become a human? What are you doing in the human world now?" Cui Jue just remembered to ask her.

"I know why I came to see you? But now I am the anchor of the human world." Jiang Ling's fingertips ran across the brushes on the table, selected one and picked it up.

Keeping up with the times, Cui Jue certainly knew what an anchor was. The underworld also had this industry: "Dancing anchor?"

Unexpectedly, the high and mighty Lord Cui Jue was given a big fight: "Live fortune-telling."

The ghost officials below were trembling in fear.

"Feudal superstition?" Cui Jue answered subconsciously.

Jiang Ling was about to throw another punch, but unfortunately, she felt a trace of the power of merit flowing out...

Can’t even fight ghosts?

"Isn't it a bit ridiculous to hear such feudal superstition coming out of your mouth?" Jiang Lingshun took a brush and left the Yinlusi in full view of everyone.

Cui Jue returned to his seat and chuckled. It must be her. No matter where she went, she would never leave empty-handed.

Hei Wuchang asked expressionlessly, "Master Cui Jue, who is that living soul?"

"When the time comes, ask your minister what's going on." Cui Jue started working.

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"Seventh Master, Eighth Master, a living soul has broken in." The ghost reported.

Originally, I thought that the living soul didn't have enough spiritual power and didn't have any special abilities, but I never expected that the little spiritual power it had was extremely abnormal and couldn't be stopped at all.

"Tsk, didn't you tell us not to disturb us when we're playing chess?"

The man dressed in black and wearing a long black hat with the words "Peace in the World" written on it said sternly.

Black Impermanence, Fan Wujiu, also known as the Eighth Master.

"You two's relationship is stable. Is there anyone who wants to snatch the hat on your head?" Jiang Ling, dressed in a white dress, entered from the main entrance, looking particularly dazzling.

Listening to the arrogant and cold voice...

He was dressed in white and had a long white hat on which were written the words "First sight brings wealth".

Bai Wuchang, Xie Bian, also known as the Seventh Master.

Xie Bian's hand holding the chess piece trembled, and he looked at the person who came.

"Xiaobai has become more handsome too. It seems that the food in the underworld is good. Everyone has become more handsome." Jiang Ling smiled faintly and extended her hand to greet him in a friendly manner.

Xie Bian, who hadn't stuck out his tongue for many years, was so shocked that he couldn't hide it and stuck it out.

"Ling... Sister Ling?" Xie Bian stuck out his tongue and ran down to see Jiang Ling. "I thought you no longer existed in this world. How come you are here? Why are you still a living soul?"

Black and White Impermanence were playing chess just now and did not see the message Cui Jue sent in the group.

"I don't know. Do you know what happened back then?" Jiang Ling asked again.

Unfortunately, the answer is almost the same as Cui Jue's.

"The living soul cannot stay in the underworld for long."

Fan Wujiu was not as excited as Xie Bian. He sat there with a stern face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.

"Xiao Hei, did all those Black Impermanence under your command learn this from you? You look so shameless. I came to check on you guys. Now that you are all here, it will be easier. I am leaving now."

When they heard the three words "I'm leaving", the two ghosts, Black and White Impermanence, subconsciously held their hats.

Even after all these years, the fear of having their hats snatched still grips them.

"Has it really been so many years? Why do I feel like you haven't changed at all? I won't steal your hats when I leave."

Are you really just going to take a look and leave?

They all saw that Jiang Ling's current identity made it impossible for her to stay in the underworld for a long time, so they did not stop her.

Just as Xie Bian sat back in his seat and prepared to continue playing chess, he stuck out his tongue again: "I was wondering how she could possibly change it. She took away the Qiankun bag I just bought!!"

Fan Wujiu: “It’s due.”

What can I do? Just treat it as a gift for our reunion.

Xie Bian: "It's great that she's still alive."

Fan Wujiu: "The days of peace in the underworld are numbered."

Xie Bian stuck out his tongue again: "Can you ask her for help with that matter? Isn't she just in the human world?"

Fan Wujiu: "What bargaining chip do you want to give her? The hat on your head?"

Xie Bian sighed.