Chapter 37 Fortune Teller
What Huang Feng didn't expect was that before Hui Lan pounced on her, her remaining sense suppressed her anger, and her eyes filled with resentment regained some clarity.
She advised the fortune teller in front of her: "Although it was you who asked me to come here, it was my accident that caused my accident. I don't want to harm you, so please leave quickly."
"Hahahaha..." The fortune teller laughed without scruple, with undisguised mockery in his tone, "Should I say you are kind or naive? You don't think that you really made an accidental mistake, do you? "
Hui Lan and the young man behind him were both stunned when they heard this.
"What do you mean?" Hui Lan's voice trembled.
The fortune teller raised his finger, and a copper coin came out from behind Hui Lan.
He grabbed the flying copper coin with both hands, held it up in front of Hui Lan, and asked, "Do you still remember the copper coin you bought for twenty taels of silver?"
"How could I forget." Hui Lan stared at the copper coin and said word by word, "I could see at that time that this copper coin was very different from the official coins. You said it was the most valuable thing of the Immortal family. Are you lying to me? "
"Yes, I lied to you!" The fortune teller played with the copper coin in his hand and smiled playfully, "This copper coin is very precious. Its real name is 'Ghost Fangyuan', and it is the money that leads to the underworld.
Ordinary monks don't dare to touch this 'Ghost Fangyuan' for fear of being plagued by bad luck. The moment an ordinary woman like you gets it in your hands, half of your feet have already passed through the gate of hell. If no one helps you resolve it, you will definitely die. "
When the young man behind Hui Lan heard this, he rushed out like a mad dog: "It turns out it's you, I'm going to fight you."
However, before he could run over, he was pulled back by a gust of wind, staggered several steps and fell to the ground.
Huilan stood in front of him again, surprisingly calm: "Mr. Sun, don't be impulsive. If you really want to avenge me, you must return to Shulu alive and find the governor of the Demon Collection Department. I'll tell you later." Stop him and you must run!"
The young man couldn't accept it and shook his head in pain: "No, I can't leave you."
"Mr. Sun, have you forgotten that I am already dead? We are now separated by yin and yang. You don't want to leave me, but I can only leave you." After Huilan finished speaking, she looked at the fortune teller and said, "I also There is a question, why do you want to harm me?”
With everything in his sleeves, the fortune teller took out another object from his sleeves, which was not very wide, and held it in his hand. It looked like a gray wine bowl.
The textures covering the surface of the wine bowl are as dense as pitch-black branches, exuding a gleaming dark green light.
"This is the Soul Gathering Lamp, which I use to raise ghosts. The technique I practice requires me to find eighteen souls with special eight-character horoscopes, and you happen to be the last one I am looking for. If nothing happens in the past two days, If you delay, I won’t wait until today to collect your soul.”
"So it's just because of my birthday." It was like a sigh. After hearing the answer, Huilan looked at the young man beside her, "Mr. Sun, remember what I just said."
After saying that, she closed her eyes bitterly, and when she opened them again, she had no emotion at all.
She no longer suppresses her inner resentment, and is willing to turn into a ghost to fight for her lover's chance of survival.
The fortune teller was not worried at all. He held up the soul gathering lamp in his hand and said with a smile, "Stop struggling, Qiao Huilan, come to the bowl quickly."
After hearing this, Huang Feng couldn't stand it anymore and commanded Bai Yang, who had been eager to try: "Kill him!"
"Brother, I'm going."
The sword light was dazzling, and the sudden appearance of the biting cold light shocked the fortune teller. Who was hiding here? How could he not notice it?
Fortunately, the soul-gathering lamp is in his hand.
He quickly performed a magic formula, and when the soul-gathering lamp was neutralized, two ghost figures flew out.
The ghost shadow also held a sword and blocked Bai Yang's sword energy.
"Who are you?" The fortune teller was slightly startled when he saw Bai Yang. He didn't expect such a young swordsman.
Just like the two traveling toads at the beginning, it is difficult for Bai Yang to threaten him with the level of cultivation he has shown in the Transformation of God Realm. However, if you attack the talented disciples of the Twelve Immortals Sect who are out training, you must be prepared to fight with the opponent's guardian. .
Although as a ghost cultivator, he has no lower limit, he still wants to secretly scold these immortal sects for being too rogue!
really!
The next moment, he saw someone appear behind Bai Yang.
Huang Feng was not a Buddhist disciple, so he was able to suppress Hui Lan's anger through Buddhist scriptures.
He thought for a long time, but he couldn't say Ma Zhe to Hui Lan. He could only summon up the powerful spiritual energy in front of her, clapped his hands together, and shouted: "Wake up!"
"My righteousness should make her wake up, right?" Huang Feng looked at Hui Lan.
Unexpectedly, it actually happened. The surging spiritual energy blew across Cymbidium's face, and in a trance, the consciousness that had not been completely swallowed up regained consciousness.
Sensing the changes before her eyes, she once again tried to suppress the resentment in her heart.
Seeing Bai Yang fighting with the fortune teller, Huilan and the young man were still able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
The young man immediately knelt down in front of Huang Feng and begged: "I beg the immortal to save Cymbidium. My name is Sun Yigui. As long as the immortal can rescue Cymbidium, even if I am a cow or a horse, I will not hesitate."
"You think too highly of me. Sorry, I can't save her." Huang Feng said truthfully, "Although she regained her consciousness, it is only temporary. I am willing to take action because I feel sorry for you and want to give you a good farewell." opportunity to avoid leaving more regrets.”
Seeing that Sun Yigui wanted to beg again, Huilan shook her head and said with a smile: "Mr. Sun, this is already very good."
After saying that, she bowed like Huang Feng Yingying: "Thank you, immortal."
"No need to thank me, just talk." Huang Feng didn't interrupt their remaining time and looked at Bai Yang.
This fortune teller is more difficult than expected. There are countless ghosts hidden in the soul-gathering cup.
The fortune teller was a little panicked at this time. Huang Feng, who suddenly appeared, looked a little too young if he was the protector of the young man in front of him.
But he couldn't see through the cultivation of such a young cultivator.
Is there such a person in the Twelve Immortal Sects?
Should I escape?
I'm not willing to give up!
He couldn't leave the tree house some time ago, and the collection of ghosts for the soul-gathering cup was delayed, and his cultivation was stagnant. He finally found a soul with a suitable fate, so he was not willing to give up easily.
I didn't expect that after two days of delay, there would be such a variable.
"Damn it!" The fortune teller still wanted to fight.
He slapped the soul-gathering cup hard!
The small soul-gathering cup seemed to have opened a dark door, and the dead souls inside soared into the sky. One after another, black shadows floated out, some of them pounced on Bai Yang, and more rushed towards Huang Feng.
The fortune teller gritted his teeth secretly. He had to test Huang Feng's strength. If so many dead souls couldn't do anything to him, he would quickly escape.
But if it was a paper tiger, then no matter where these two people came from, his soul-gathering cup would have to collect two more souls today.
"Tsk, so many are sprayed out?!"
Huang Feng was startled, and did not dare to neglect it. He raised his hands in a strange posture.
Nine-five style!
"Don't come over here!"
The spiritual energy swept through the air like rain, and thousands of ghosts were scared to death!