Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

The rejected young master looked away with a look of disappointment, and lamented that there was no more art and innovation in the world.

Shen Zhinian: "This is the bad thing about being a ghost. It's inhumane."

Ghost Messenger: "..." Was I scolded just now? Not sure, let me recall it again.

Inhumane?

Come on, I'm a ghost, what humanity do you want to have? !

The ghost was relieved. As long as he was not a human, this sentence was just a statement of fact and he could ignore it calmly.

This definitely does not include the meaning of following the heart.

Really.

Fu·Majia No. 2·Axiang·Guanci, who had a vigilant look on his face, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was a close call. He almost got that name back.

The lost Fang Liang was out of the range of the formation and there was no possibility of resurrection. Although everyone had expected this, they were still a little shocked when they saw the body visibly aging when the ghost catcher collected his soul.

The corpse aged ten years almost instantly, without even a transition.

Although the space within the formation is constantly repeating, if one dies outside the formation, obviously all these blank years will be added.

However, judging from the fact that the civilians in the city were able to enter and exit the formation at will without any change, it was probably only death that would reveal this blank period of time.

There is no need to worry that the disappearance of the formation will affect the civilians here.

At most, in the eyes of outsiders, these people look ten years younger than their actual age.

Shen Zhinian was somewhat interested: "The time span is not too long, and being ten years younger is possible with some maintenance, so it's not too surprising."

"Otherwise, this place will be in chaos."

After all, everyone has a dream of immortality, right?

The ghost messenger looked guilty. What... Didn't the world of immortal cultivation suddenly disappear? The underworld thought that there were no such bizarre incidents in this small world, so the professional ghost messengers were arranged elsewhere, and suddenly, they ignored this place...

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Because Fang Wushuang couldn't get out of the formation, the group captured the ghost and returned to Fang's house along the same route.

The scene of blood flowing like a river made the ghost cry and wail on the spot.

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

Shen Zhinian was puzzled: "What's going on, little brother? You're already a ghost messenger, why are you still so chaste?"

She thought the ghost was seeing blood and lamented the fragility of life.

The ghost wiped away his tears with both hands: "Wow... I'm going to be rich! This year's performance has exceeded the target, wow... I have never been the first..."

These are ghosts that have been reincarnated countless times in a medium-sized formation. One of them is worth thousands of ordinary ghosts!

Shen Zhinian: "..."

Drink a glass to punish herself for her misunderstanding.

While the ghost was collecting souls, the master and his disciples quickly gathered together and held a brief meeting specifically for the upcoming trip to the underworld.

Shen Zhinian: "Since it is a fake identity, then you cannot reveal your real name."

Just this once, I will never take on work that belongs to the underworld again.

It is easy to bring countless businesses to a leisurely life.

After that, she sighed slightly: "It's a pity that my disposable vest was rejected. The lazy guy actually thought the words were too long."

Fu Guanci smiled gently, with a hint of comfort in his eyes: "Look at it from another angle. Isn't this just the ghost messenger's inferiority complex about being illiterate, and showing his cowardice?"

Shen Zhinian: “!!!” Oh.

"Sorry, this time I'll choose a name that is both in line with my characteristics and simple yet still unique."

He Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then grasped the point in an instant: "Then I will choose a stage name that is elegant yet bold, and full of oppression."

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise: "What is it?"

While they are still worrying about what name to choose that suits their characteristics, have you already thought of a name with such rich conditions?

He Qingyu: "High blood pressure."

The voice was one degree louder than usual, which stunned the ghost who had collected the souls but did not dare to move forward rashly.

???

Everyone: "What the hell?"

He Qingyu had a smile on his lips. In the eyes of his eldest disciple who was looking at him admiringly, he fixed his gaze precisely on the ghost messenger and ordered him seriously, "Write it down."

Ghost: "What?"

"hypertension."

He quickly took out a booklet and a pen. He didn't understand, but did as he was told: "Huh? Oh... OK, OK."

The old father has taken the lead, and the young master cannot fall behind.

"I'll give it a nickname that's a bit abstract and a little beautiful, so that people will know I'm a very ladylike person." She stroked the hair by her ears, and many answers flashed through her mind, but she found it difficult to choose.

Abstract? Little beauty? Lady?

Fu Guanci's fingertips moved slightly. Unable to bear seeing his senior sister's distressed look, he tentatively suggested: "Steamed Mei Yangyang?"

"But, this is it." It completely meets the requirements of this young master. You are worthy of being the worm in my stomach!

Shen Zhinian snapped his fingers at the ghost messenger, who immediately lowered his head and started writing frantically.

I just realized it after I finished writing it. Wait?

Damn, can these be names come from humans?

What kind of creature is Mei Yangyang? A sheep? Don’t think that you can deceive yourself that you are a lady just by adding the word “Mei Yangyang” to it!

However, everything was written down, even the basic settings that several people had fabricated out of thin air were shown in the booklet. The ghost's eyes were dull and he completely gave up struggling.

His proposal was adopted instantly, and Fu Guanci's eyes narrowed and sparkled.

He turned his head, and the next second he was met with several pairs of eyes that contained subtle meanings, as if they saw through him.

Fu Guanci: “…”

"Then I'll call..."

He Qingyu narrowed his eyes: "Why? You want to order Braised Pleasant Goat?"

Fu Guanci: “!!!”

[Damn it, how did Master know that! ]

Fang Wushuang's eyebrows jumped. How else could he know?

Young man, your mind is so easy to understand.

He Qingyu immediately clicked his tongue: "If you want to be mistaken for siblings with Nian'er, just call us this."

Pleasant Goat and Beautiful Goat. Children who have never watched cartoons will simply think that they are from the same company.

Uh… Although it seems that this explanation is correct, and the eldest disciple and the second disciple are indeed from his Sun Moon Valley, emm…

Master He suddenly fell into serious contemplation. Isn't this a phenomenon where the rough flesh on the back of the hand is peeking at the flesh on the palm?

When the young master cast a puzzled look at him, Fu Guanci quickly coughed twice and said, "I'd better choose a name that has aristocratic style, but also a little bit of sadness."

This idea is very novel. The young master showed his courtesy and confidence: "Aisin-Gioro Dysmenorrhea."

Everyone: "Meow meow meow?" Do you have any misunderstanding about sadness?

Your eyes fell on the boy. Even if you turned on a big filter, you would probably find it hard to accept such an outrageous name.

A trace of distress and hesitation finally flashed across the young man's calm face.

Everyone pricked up their ears calmly: Yeah, yeah, I knew that it would take a lot of courage to accept this name.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fu Guanci gritted his teeth and reluctantly changed the name that his senior sister had personally chosen for him.

"Aisin-Gioro is a little bit worse, you can call him Nianhulu clan Dysmenorrhea!"

It even contains the meaning of turning the tide against the odds. He will definitely be the final winner!

I pricked up my ears and listened carefully to what everyone said, and almost fell down: Is this the point? Hey!

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