Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

"It would be more appropriate to have a face-to-face discussion on this matter."

Before the ghost could take out the sound transmission talisman, he was interrupted by He Qingyu who had been silent all the time.

The matter is of great importance, and using the sound transmission note would only restrict our actions.

Besides, now that the problem at the center of the formation has been solved, they don't have to stay here too long.

He could more or less guess why his eldest disciple would interfere in the affairs of this place. There were tens of thousands of pitiful people in the world, and he couldn't go on a mission every time he met one.

It is better to take this opportunity to solve the problem from the root and put an end to the separation and obsession.

He Qingyu stood up and whispered to Shen Zhinian, "Stay here, I'll go buy some oranges."

Shen Zhinian couldn't help laughing and nodded quickly: I'll leave the pyramid scheme to you, Dad!

Gui Cha: "???"

He was completely dumbfounded: "Excuse me, is this about buying oranges?" What about the business we were supposed to be doing? How could the topic suddenly go so far?

and many more……

If I'm not mistaken, his King of Hell just... was metaphorically turned into an orange?

Shen Zhinian looked disapproving: "You don't understand, this is called a father!"

"Father..." What the hell!

The ghost moved his lips, and finally uttered: "As long as you are happy."

Here, Master He drew a mark in the air with his fingertips, and the originally calm space suddenly showed a dark crack, which expanded to both sides.

The collar was stuck on his neck and tightened. He roared, and it was the ghost catcher who was being carried away by Master He, and was pulled in.

Gui Cha: "..."

His silence was deafening.

The young master looked at the traces disappearing in the air with pride, and did not forget to turn around and sigh: "My father's back is so handsome."

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Master He carried the ghost messenger and left quickly, and came back quickly as well.

Before Duan Tinghan and Fang Wuxian could successfully comfort the ghosts, the other party had already returned with the legal contract.

The above treaty is written very clearly, without any deception.

When the soul is taken into the underworld by the ghost, the King of Hell will arrange for each ghost to have a chance to communicate with relatives and friends in a dream on the day when the soul power is the strongest, which is the seventh day.

If you have anything you want to say, say it all at once to the other person, and then go and be reborn honestly.

Of course, this has to be paid for with vows, and during these seven days, one has to work as a temporary worker for the King of Hell in charge of the law and order of the underworld.

Capturing an evil ghost can offset the vows that need to be paid, or it can also be an opportunity to make quick money as a temporary worker.

However, given that some ghosts are not capable enough to resist these evil ghosts, the King of Hell will provide small magical instruments.

It is certainly enough to deal with them.

It is equivalent to the entire nation assisting in maintaining public order in the underworld.

The underworld has enough manpower, so the ghost messengers can collect souls with peace of mind, everyone is making money, the King of Hell does not have to worry about not having enough wish power in the future, and the ghosts are also happy to work and make money.

Anyway, it's just seven days, so even if some ghosts don't have anything to convey in dreams, it doesn't hurt to earn some money for seven days.

Brother Duan finally cleared a yard and gathered his capable brothers: “Meow meow meow?”

The fact that you solved the problem so quickly will make them feel that their hard life over the years is a joke.

Different from the complicated and surprised emotions of the ghosts, Shen Zhinian and his companions were still very confident in their master's social skills.

As we all know, social phobia does not mean that one cannot socialize, but that one simply does not like socializing. If one exceeds the set time limit, then the whole person will be in a bad state.

What should you do if your mental energy is depleted but is blocked from recharging by the culprit?

Especially a big boss like Master He who never puts himself in a difficult position.

Obviously, the King of Hell, who had known Master He for a hundred years, knew the difficulties and dangers involved, so he gave in...

It’s not because I follow my heart, it’s simply because I love the people (Yan Wang slams the table, super loud)!!!

After waiting for a long time, Brother Duan finally explained the main purpose of today to all the younger brothers.

Before they could even cry out like Brother Duan and Aunt Li, who were the first to hear the news, they were shocked by the low price paid by the power of will the next second.

Shen Zhinian approached mysteriously, and asked curiously in a voice that all ghosts could hear: "The fee is so low, so the King of Hell is actually a kind-hearted person?"

The ghosts couldn't help but prick up their ears.

Yes, yes, I thought I would be ripped off. Didn’t they say that the official channels of the underworld don’t have enough willpower?

Under the attention of the public, He Qingyu lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Small profits but quick turnover is within the tolerance of ordinary ghosts. In the future, the King of Hell will also be able to extract commissions from the power of wishes to expand the power of ghost messengers."

Oh, I see.

That’s right. After all, everything in the world will die, it’s just a matter of dying early or late.

This business has no shortage of traffic.

Following him back, this time it was the ghost messenger who really took over the deserted area completely, holding the contract in his hand with a complicated look in his eyes.

How far in the future is this? He Xianzun didn't even mention it...

Five hundred years!

It will take five hundred years to earn back the vows invested this time!

How many He Qingyu's ages would this be? She could have given birth to several He Qingyus!

Only the big guy in front of him was so brave as to break into the house and rob it, and suggested that the King of Hell pay for it out of his own pocket.

If it were someone else, he would have been slapped all the way back to Spain as soon as he finished speaking.

PS Master He: ...When did it become a unit of calculation?

Actually, the initial proposal was quite good, and the King of Hell nodded in agreement without even thinking about it.

The good soul died in vain, without even the time to say goodbye, which hurt the ghost and pained the King of Hell.

He is not very wealthy, but he loves his people. If his will is strong enough, who would have the heart to let them wander in this desolate place?

I was filled with emotion, but things went wrong because of the price dispute.

As soon as Master He opened his mouth, he bargained so hard that the original price was reduced by two-thirds.

King of Hell: “???” Look at my serious face, do I really look like someone who runs a charity?

Making him sacrifice all his wishes from the past five hundred years just to fulfill the dreams of a few ghosts?

Oh, this is still not enough. Even the King of Hell can imagine that once this plan comes out, all the ghosts will have to find a way to chat with their families.

Did you mishear the words "the power of vows is not enough"?

What? He still has some private money?

I (￣e(￣)☆c=(￣皿￣///) will beat you to death, you bastard, you actually set your sights on his private money from the very beginning!

For many days and nights, Yan Wangjue took out this huge sum of money and gently stroked it. The sense of security brought by the private money was something that no ghost could achieve.

And now, this skinner had the audacity to ask him to empty his private money with just one click.

King of Hell: I can no longer endure this. There is no need to endure it anymore. Draw your sword, you enemy of private money!