Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

The serious naming process became completely crooked as the upper beam was not straight, and the lower beam became completely crooked as expected.

The ghost pursed his lips tightly, looking at the sacred book of life and death, which inexplicably added a sense of stupidity, and burst into tears. The crooked building could never be returned to...

"If we're going this way..." Fang Wushuang looked thoughtful, "Then I'll also choose a name that means I want to die, but can't die yet."

The ghost held the pen and looked at her with confusion.

Aren't you the one who was filled with grief and hatred and wanted to die, but then learned about his brother's news and new hope rose up in his heart?

After a pause, the ghost stood up straight and thought, yes, this should be reliable!

Fang Wushuang: "Resurrection Armor!"

The straight body suddenly collapsed.

The ghost staggered and struggled to get up: Very good, it sounds like it's the same approach.

As he wrote the name tremblingly, he couldn't help but question himself in his heart, so what was he expecting?

It was in such a complicated situation that, after unexpected turns, he actually met a normal person!

Duan Tinghan smiled shyly, and looked at the fragile ghost messenger with empathy: "I don't have any requirements, just a normal name will do."

At that moment, the ghost even saw a holy light on the boy. An angel, he must be an angel!

Duan Tinghan smiled and said, "Zhang Wei."

Ghost Messenger: “Huh?”

Duan Tinghan smiled and repeated: "Zhang Wei."

His excited heart subsided, he looked at the boy's delicate face, and a group of listless camels ran through his heart.

I let you be more ordinary, but I didn't let you run to the extreme of being ordinary! Are you worthy of those gorgeous and messy troops? Are you worthy of your face that is not ordinary at first glance? !

Damn Zhang Wei, your voice is so loud and it makes you proud.

I feel so tired that I suddenly want to be a mute.

The ghost finally gave in and began to honestly record the false identities of several people.

"Zhang Wei?" Shen Zhinian supported his chin with one hand and gave a positive evaluation under Duan Tinghan's expectant eyes, "The name is well chosen, it has a sense of anthropomorphism."

He Qingyu nodded and commented: "It has taken on a human form and has some spirituality."

Duan Tinghan, who was praised for his humanity...

I was so happy that I got beads of happiness on my head. Yay ~ my master and senior sisters praised me!

Ghost Messenger: “…” Otherwise, why are you all in the same group, but he is an outsider?

Locked, thanks.

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The sky was covered with dark clouds, and in the pitch-black void, a cold atmosphere seemed to be everywhere.

"Ooh, new face!"

It was in such a lifeless and hopeless environment that the ghost lady, who had just snatched a large amount of supplies from a group of bad ghosts, stopped on her way home.

When she saw the ghosts' faces clearly, the old lady couldn't suppress the amazement in her eyes and greeted them enthusiastically: "Are you all here today? How did you die?"

Everyone: "..."

Are the customs of the underworld people so presumptuous?

Yes, these outsiders were none other than Shen Zhinian and his group on their one-day trip to the underworld.

Everyone's hidden gazes fell precisely on the ghost messenger.

The ghost looked apologetic: Hey, it’s all misunderstanding. The more unwilling you are, the stronger your ability will be, and those who die tragically will be more respected here.

A few people who successfully received it: ...Is there still a chain of contempt here?

Only a certain young master named Shen seemed accustomed to such explosive greetings and remained calm as always.

She put her hands behind her back, and acted like a master: "When my enemies crushed and mixed me up and built me ​​into the city gate, I never knew I would have such a majestic monument."

"It's as if every citizen entering the city has to pass through my eyes."

The old lady took a deep breath, and her eyes, which had originally been shocked by the beauty, suddenly burst into even stronger emotions.

This is actually a story built into the wall.

They died so tragically, these sisters must be a group of werewolves!

With the determination to make friends, she teleported in front of Shen Zhinian and stuffed a basket full of supplies into the girl's arms accurately: "It's just a small token of my appreciation, not a token of respect."

Shen Zhinian wanted to push the thing back: "You worked hard to get this, how can I..."

"Oh no." The old lady waved her hand nonchalantly, "I just snatched this thing, it's still warm, so when you snatch it, it's not snatching it."

Shen Zhinian smiled slightly, feeling that this was a very good thing to do, so he no longer refused.

She even began to ask humbly: "How can I accurately choose the target of robbery?"

This question hit the nail on the head. The old lady has been doing this business for many years and is very proficient in this kind of craft: "This place is not under control, but not all of us are evil spirits, so we are roughly divided into two factions..."

The old lady's explanation was long and eloquent, and it seemed like she was trying to win over the other contestants. Shen Zhinian silently made an easy-to-understand summary in his mind.

It's the difference between evil fleece and good fleece.

Get rid of the person with a dirty mouth!

If someone doesn't look kind, try to mess with him! (After all, some people can't choose their appearance, but they may be good ghosts.)

Those who have dirty mouths, unkind looks, and even want to rob them, will be granted the Nine Clans Candy Crush Saga!

As for those good-looking ghosts, how do we tell whether they are good or evil?

Oh, isn't it the love of beauty that everyone has? There are so many sources for it, is there any need to snatch it?

For example, the girl in front of her, the old lady is cheerful. It is rare to meet a girl who suits her taste so well, and her long-lost matchmaker attributes burst out.

She suddenly asked, "Do you have a ghost match? You are so fair and tender, you will definitely be admired by many ghosts. Listen to me, those who are clinging to you are not reliable. I will recommend a good one to you."

Shen Zhinian smiled and touched his face with a look of surprise: "Sister, do I really look so well maintained? I'm already 46 this year."

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

Ghost·Sister·Enthusiastic Auntie: “???” This, this…how come you are already forty-six? !

Her horrified gaze shifted to the group of people behind the woman: You are forty-six, then they... ?

He Qingyu nodded expressionlessly: "Yes, she was born out of thin air when I was a hundred years old."

Your father, who is 146 years old this year, confirmed this nonsense with great precision.

aunt:"!!!"

Shocking, a centenarian gave birth to a child out of thin air. Behind all this, is it the loss of humanity or the collapse of morality?