Chapter 570: Annoying the Ghost King will not end well
"Also, young man, once a female ghost entangles you, your life will be over! If this person has sex with a ghost, her life will be sucked away by her, which is very scary. If you don't listen to me, you will definitely be doomed.
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"You really shouldn't covet the beauty of the female ghost, you will be sucked into it! Look at you, you are a little weak now, is it because you were fucked by the female ghost several times last night?"
"You don't believe it? Hahaha. I can tell you, I am a veteran who is called Tiekou Zhijuan Wuwei strategy, and my name is Bu Wuji. Do you think I am awesome? Is it profound or profound?"
"Young man, come on. Let me give you an idea. As long as you give me a little bit of money. Fifty thousand yuan...oh no, just twenty thousand yuan. I will spend my mana to draw a talisman for you. You
Hidden secretly on your body. When the female ghost comes again tonight, you can kill her."
The old fortune teller kept chattering.
He completely didn't notice that Wei Ke was already standing behind him, with a fierce look in his eyes and a bad expression on his face. He was obviously about to get angry...
Fu Yang and Ah Huang both showed gloating expressions and looked at the old fortune teller and liar with smiles.
Bu Wuyi saw that what he said was very reasonable and well-founded. As a result, the two boys in front of him were not only not afraid, but actually smiled playfully. He suddenly felt a little unhappy.
His eyes widened and he said angrily: "Young man, you don't believe me? If that female ghost has sex with you again tonight, your life may be in danger!"
Fu Yang was already holding his stomach and laughing so much that he could hardly breathe.
"Um... Master Bu Wuyi, right? You don't have to worry about me. Think about your own personal safety first."
"Ah? What do you mean, young man?" The old fortune teller felt confused and didn't know what Fu Yang was talking about.
Then I heard a cold voice, with a biting wind coming from behind.
"Old man, are you saying that the female ghost he has sex with every night is ugly? And you also want to use a charm to control that female ghost?"
Bu Wuyi shuddered involuntarily.
Turning around suddenly, he saw an indescribably delicate and beautiful face, staring at him with an angry look.
He was stunned for a moment. Then he said bravely: "That's right! The combination of humans and ghosts is harmful to both parties. As a disciple of the Taoist sect, I have a responsibility... me, me, me."
The poor old fortune teller got stuck in his throat halfway through his words and could no longer make a sound.
Because he saw that the extremely beautiful woman in front of him was suddenly covered in a turbulent black mist invisible to ordinary people, and her long white fingers burst out with five black and shiny nails...
Suddenly, his eyes flashed with fear and horror. His lips trembled and he made a weak voice: "Ghost... you, you are a ghost?!"
In fact, Bu Wuyi is not a complete charlatan.
He does have some skills in fortune-telling and fortune-telling. It's just that this lineage captures the changes in heaven and the laws of human destiny. It's really difficult to practice! How can he, a casual cultivator among the people, understand it thoroughly?
For example, Fu Yang's matter is somewhat specious.
In his opinion, it seemed that this young man was too close to the Gintama ghost, and something should have happened. But on the other hand, there seemed to be an inexplicable energy that covered up the disaster...
In fact, Wei Ke is the ghost king, and Fu Yang is a powerful supernatural person. The combination of yin and yang in this situation is not a big problem.
Poor Bu Wuyi, even after racking his brains, couldn't figure out why the evil ghost could come out and roam the streets in broad daylight? And why couldn't he feel her ghostly energy at all? Unless the other party took the initiative to release it...
"Old man, what are you talking about? Didn't you say that my husband has sex with a female ghost every night? Didn't you say that the female ghost is ugly and you want to kill her? I am standing in front of you now. You continue to talk.
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"I, I, I..."
Bu Wuyi panicked. But he gritted his teeth and tremblingly raised the Bagua bronze mirror in his arms and shined it at Wei Ke!
"Look at my mirror looking at demons! I'm looking at ghosts and demons. There's nothing to hide from. I'll die quickly!"
His beard and hair were spread out, and the yellow copper mirror in his hand was shining. It showed Wei Ke's beautiful face, which looked breathtaking.
"How is that possible?! She is obviously a female ghost, so why can she show up in my Bagua Bronze Mirror? Unless she is..."
A legend suddenly emerged in Bu Wuyi's head.
Ghost King!
Only when the legendary ghost king begins to merge with yin and yang can he become almost indistinguishable from a living person in all aspects.
When he figured this out, he was almost scared to death.
"Go to hell, old man! You dare to speak ill of this Queen."
Like an angry lioness, Wei Ke opened her bow from left to right and slapped his mouth several times. Then he pushed forward with his white palm.
The black mist turned into a large palm with a radius of one foot, and was suddenly printed on Bu Wuwei's chest.
boom!
The poor old fortune teller flew upside down like a kite with its string broken. He landed directly in the grass a few meters away and turned on all fours...
"Weike, you're not going to kick him to death, are you? Although this guy is a bit funny, he's not guilty enough to die."
Fu Yang walked to Wei Ke, who was still angry, and said in a panic.
He and Ah Huang just thought that the old man was a bit funny, and teasing him could relieve the excessive mental pressure recently. But it would be a big sin if he died while playing...
"You can't die. It will only hurt for a few days at most. I'll know how serious it is. Humph! Fu Yang, just wait. I'll make you look good tonight."
After saying that, he turned around and left, feeling a little angry.
Ah Huang patted him on the shoulder: "Little Yoko, please take care of your health tonight. Young people, please exercise moderation."
"Jie your sister!"
Fu Yang gave him a painful look. Just as he was about to chase after Wei Ke, he heard Bu Wuji screaming in horror and pain from the grass behind him.
"Ahh! What the hell is this? A panda? Why is the panda using that stick on Lao Dao's ass? Don't...ah! It hurts."
Then I saw a fat ball of fur rolling out of the grass, chasing after Wei Ke, and shouting: "Your Majesty, wait for me! Mr. Bear is your most loyal little pet. Just now I
I’ll help you get revenge, Wakaka.”
Fu Yang and Ah Huang covered their faces in pain at the same time...
Alas, poor Bu Wuyi. The Ghost King's anger did nothing to him, but an unscrupulous cat made him suffer.
After Fu Yang and others left, Bu Wuyi climbed up from the grass, covered with grass clippings.
The strange thing is that the a bit funny and philistine cunning feeling on his face disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable solemnity and calmness. (First update)