After being abandoned, I became famous by live streaming of metaphysics

The middle-aged Taoist priest began to ascend the altar, and several assistants surrounded the two sides, leading the crowd to start the prostration ceremony.

Ming Zhuo and his group purposely stayed at the back of the line so that no one would notice their paddling.

Those assistants demonstrated the prostration ceremony, first prostrating three times and prostrating nine times, then shaking their bodies and shouting, "Please come down!"

Ming Zhuo was dumbfounded, are you sure this is not epilepsy?

The people in front had already started to worship piously under the reminder, but Ming Zhuo was pulled by Li Wenhe before he reluctantly followed suit.

Every time she kowtowed, she would slander in her heart, Great Immortal of Fortune, right?Very well, you are dead today.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the few people in the last row, a little dissatisfied.

After the ceremony was over, he said majestically: "Some people are dishonest, don't blame me for not reminding them, if they offend the gods, they will be punished by heaven!"

Chu Yuqi in the middle glanced at the few people in the last row, feeling quite disdainful.

These people are greedy and lazy. They obviously want to seek the blessing of the Great Immortal of Fortune the most, but they are not as serious as an undercover agent like themselves. They are unwilling to give anything, and they still count on the blessing of the Great Immortal?
When she thought of saving the lives of these people, she felt a little unhappy.

When she turned her head, she looked very abrupt in the crowd, and the eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly lit up.

He called Chu Yuqi by name: "The little girl in the middle, you are the most sincere today, I am willing to give you a trigram for free, and follow me to the back room later."

Chu Yuqi had long planned to meet the Taoist priest alone for a while, showing off his acting skills, "Really? Thank you, Taoist priest!"

The girl's voice was crisp, sweet and greasy, and the middle-aged Taoist narrowed his eyes happily.

Looking at the last shot, I thought about it, next time I will trouble those few who are paddling.

This insincerity will hit his hands sooner or later, so don't be in a hurry.

Next, let everyone write the name and date of birth of the enemy, and then throw them into the brazier in the middle.

Chu Yuqi was able to be the first to write his name because he was favored by the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Generally, undercover agents may panic at this time, after all, they know that this is harmful, but Chu Yuqi has a well-thought-out plan.

Who is the character she is most familiar with in the novel?One is the heroine Cheng Jingru, and the other is the supporting actress Cheng Zhuo... No, it's Ruan Mingzhuo.

If she had written about Cheng Jingru before, but after thinking about it, Cheng Jingru is the heroine after all, with luck added to her body, who knows if she will be noticed by the fortune-teller.

She wrote the three characters Ruan Mingzhuo without any psychological burden, and wrote the other party's birth date.

The flames licked the blood-stained paper, and it quickly turned to ashes, and then a strange red light suddenly burst out.

This turn of events made the people behind take a step back in shock, but the middle-aged Taoist smiled, "Yes."

The assistant took the box containing the money from Taoist Qinglian's hand, checked it quickly, and then another assistant handed Chu Yuqi a statue.

"Congratulations on hiring the Great Immortal of Fortune." The assistant grinned, but no matter how you looked at it, the smile was very permeating.

The people behind immediately understood that this was to write the real life and date of birth. If one of them didn't match, I'm afraid they would fail to invite God.

As for the consequences of failure, no one dared to think deeply about it.

Everyone queued up to bite their fingers and write the name and date of birth of the enemy.

Li Wenhe frowned slightly: "It seems that it is impossible not to write a real person."

Du Fenglang pondered for a moment, then whispered, "I can write my own."

This fortune-teller is very weird. He is afraid that if he really writes someone else, it will bring bad luck to others.

Ming Zhuo: "No, you all write mine."

Li Wenhe: "No way!"

Several people turned their attention to him, if you can't do it, you can't do it, why are you so excited?
Li Wenhe pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Although you are very powerful, this is obviously a kind of sorcery. Every time you write more, who knows if it will make the mark of sorcery deeper."

Ming Zhuo: "Although you are very filial, we are two groups of people, so we only write twice, so what are you afraid of? Besides, there is no magic in this world that can plot against your boss."

After she finished speaking, she was silent for a while.

He Wangyao didn't notice the subtle pause, "Yes, trust the boss, the boss is the most powerful!"

So it was settled, and soon it was their turn for the last two groups.

According to Ming Zhuo's request, Du Fenglang bit his finger and wrote Ming Zhuo's name and horoscope. After watching the red light flash, he went to get the statue of the Immortal of Transit.

The assistant who distributed the statues squinted at Du Fenglang for a few seconds, "Do you know why you are kept until the end?"

Du Fenglang shook his head cautiously.

Assistant: "Because you are the most dishonest! If it weren't for the kindness of the Great Immortal, it would not be easy for you to come here. Today, you will never even think about successfully inviting the Great Immortal!"

Ming Zhuo just wants to go through the process quickly, who wants to listen to his PUA.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a figure following the middle-aged Taoist priest to the back of the main hall, and couldn't bear it anymore, "Hurry up, don't talk nonsense."

The assistant was startled, and looked at Ming Zhuo in disbelief: "Bold! Kneel down!"

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A few minutes ago, Chu Yuqi, who was the first to invite the statue, stood proudly in the corner.

Daoist Qinglian lowered her eyes and secretly studied the statue of the Great Immortal in her hand.

The phone in his pocket vibrated slightly twice, and he glanced at the phone while no one was paying attention, and his expression suddenly became serious.

At the same time, Chu Yuqi glanced at the person in the last row, and couldn't help frowning: "Ruan Mingzhuo? Why is she here!"

Priest Qinglian heard a familiar name: "Do you know Ruan Mingzhuo?"

"I know." Chu Yuqi didn't want to impress Taoist Master Qinglian as a tell-tale, so she restrained herself and didn't say much.

Daoist Qinglian said, "An old friend of mine entrusted me to take care of her. If possible, please take care of her."

He will face Xie Chong later, so he may not be able to take care of that much, so he can only ask Chu Yuqi, who has two Heavenly Thunder Talismans, to take care of him.

Chu Yuqi was taken aback for a moment, then said hello with downcast eyes.

In fact, I was so annoyed, how could this Ruan Mingzhuo have her everywhere?
Is it annoying or not, if she is not strong enough, she still likes to rush wherever the danger is, does she really think that she is the protagonist's life?
I was kind enough to save her life, so it's fine if I didn't get a word of thanks, but I was completely dependent, right?
Hearing the middle-aged Taoist priest calling himself, Chu Yuqi couldn't wait to follow him inside.

She was worried that Ruan Mingzhuo, that idiot, would be exposed and slow her down.

She was afraid of something, but when she heard the assistant's scolding, she walked even faster.

Because he moved too fast, he bumped into the back of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest changed: "Are you in a hurry?"

"Yes, I want to ask the Taoist priest for a fortune-telling earlier." Chu Yuqi nodded.

The middle-aged Taoist grasped her hand, stroked it, and looked at her with a greasy smile.

Chu Yuqi was stunned, but didn't react for a while.

At the same time, Ming Zhuo also completely lost his patience, "Kneel on your knees! You like to kneel so much, go kneel yourself!"