Laughing like crazy, the metaphysics boss just came out of his stall and was noticed by the police

Everyone was so excited that they forgot their fear of the Temple of Wealth collapsing.

Until Fu Yiqing appeared in front of them, "There is no evil spirit inside."

Only then did everyone remember what they were here to do. Looking at the ruins in front of them, they almost felt like crying.

They want to check the accounts of the Temple of Fortune!

The accounts of the Temple of Wealth have been suppressed!
How do they turn it over?

Of course, Fu Yiqing doesn't need to worry about these tasks.

She had a bigger headache, and Yaizi fell in front of her, "Lao Jiu said that it was not the Eastern God who plotted against him, but the Evil God."

"It's not from the east. Is it from the west or the north? What is it called?"

"This is your business." After saying that, Yaizhen walked away.

Fu Yiqing's fist hardened.

But Yaizhen didn't say anything, she would also check it out herself, and she had a guess in her heart.

That is the Zhu family.

I'm sure I can find out a lot of things.

But she didn't have much information about the Zhu family, and she hadn't even met a real person.

With this in mind, Fu Yiqing had just returned to Xun's house when she saw Xun Huai'en, who had been avoiding her because of the ghost incident last time, sitting in the living room.

And there was a smile on his face.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man who looked very gentle and elegant. Judging from his facial features, he had the appearance of a wealthy man. He had many peach blossoms, but he had no heirs in his life.

Xun Huai'en waved to her, "Yiqing is back. Come and sit. Sit."

Fu Yiqing was not used to Xun's father being so enthusiastic.

But after all, it was Xun Yan's father, and she was willing to sell face.

As soon as he sat down, Xun Huai'en began to introduce the man next to him, "This is your Uncle Zhu, Zhu Yong. He is my business partner. He heard that you have great abilities and wants to ask you something."

Fu Yiqing was surprised, not because Zhu Yong asked her to do things, but because there were so many people begging her to do things.

What surprised her was the way Xun Huaien introduced Uncle Zhu... Did he agree with her and Xun Yan?
"Hello, Mr. Zhu, what do you want to ask for?" But these didn't matter to Fu Yiqing, so he went straight to the point.

The gentle and elegant man suddenly showed a sad look, "Master Fu, I'm here to ask you to help me check on my son. He has been sleeping a lot lately."

“At first, he just slept a little too long, so we took him to the hospital for a checkup. They found out that he was very healthy, but we didn’t take it seriously.

However, he slept longer and longer. First he muttered a name that we had never heard before, and said that he played with him every day.

Later, whenever she woke up, she would smile at us, and her speaking voice would become a girl's voice. Now, she just can't wake up. "

"Your son?" Fu Yiqing glanced at Zhu Yong's brows again and confirmed that his children's palace had no children.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to have children.

The clinker Zhu Yong nodded with certainty, "Yes, Master Fu, when will you come with me to have a look?"

"Now." Fu Yiqing stood up and looked at Zhu Yong, smiling, as if he was hesitant to speak.

"What?" she asked.

"Master, don't you need to prepare some black dog blood or something?"

The masters he hired before were all prepared for mysterious things. Although Master Fu was very popular on the Internet, this was too perfunctory.

Although Zhu Yong's business was very large and he even squeezed into Xun Huai'en's circle for a time, he started from scratch.

This elegant look was also put on under the guidance of a master to attract wealth. Sure enough, after dressing up like this, he was able to blend into a circle that he had been unable to enter before.

Therefore, he believes in some magical things.

If Fu Yiqing didn't prepare something, he would feel uncomfortable in Zhu Yong's eyes.

Fu Yiqing understood what he meant immediately and couldn't help but feel funny, "I don't need those things. If Mr. Zhu can't trust me, you can replace him."

Her attitude made Zhu Yong feel right, and he felt like an outsider. He immediately smiled and asked her to leave.

Fu Yiqing was speechless. Divine beasts are sick, and even mortals are sick.Of course, Fu Yiqing would not say these words.

When he arrived at Zhu's house, Fu Yiqing felt something was wrong.

The furnishings in this villa have good Feng Shui and are carefully arranged.

At first glance, it seems that a master has been invited to come and see it.

But there are energy and magnetic field fluctuations here that are different from the surrounding ones.

It's very similar to the energy fluctuation when Zhu Xin escaped.

At this moment, a young and intellectual-looking woman came over, with a tired look on her brows, but she greeted her politely, "Master Fu, come inside first."

There are energy fluctuations in her body!

Fu Yiqing turned his eyes and looked at Zhu Yong, "Who is this?"

"Zhulan, she is my wife." When introducing his wife, Zhu Yong looked proud.

The fortune teller said at the beginning that not only did he have to dress up like this, but he also had to marry a woman named Zhu in order to have offspring and integrate into the circle of Xun Huai'en and others.

Sure enough, later he was introduced to Zhulan. Zhulan was intellectual and elegant, many times better than his original wife.

He decisively divorced and remarried, and as expected he quickly integrated into the circle of Xun Huai'en and others that he most wanted to integrate into.

Bamboo orchid... Bamboo family?

After carefully looking at Zhulan, Fu Yiqing discovered that this Zhulan was a normal person.

He has no Taoist skills, nor is he pretending to be a ghost.

This is interesting.

Fu Yiqing raised his cheek, glanced at the facial expressions between Zhu Yong and Zhu Lan, and curved the corners of his mouth.

The faces of these two people are quite interesting.

Both of their children had no heirs, but they had one son.

"Hello, Mrs. Zhu."

Zhulan nodded and invited her in without saying much.

As soon as he entered the house, Fu Yiqing saw a strong feeling of resentment.

It's so rich that it's about to condense into ghostly aura.

There is a fierce ghost here who is about to become a ghost king.

But Zhu Yong was not contaminated at all?
Fu Yiqing looked at Zhu Yong in disbelief and found that there was a faint Buddha light on his chest. Through his clothes, she saw a golden Buddha that had been illuminated.

It turned out to be the case.

Looking at Zhulan again, the other person's whole person was hidden in resentment, and she couldn't even see the other person's face clearly.

Zhulan was not contaminated just now!
But now it looks like this.

Fu Yiqing felt a sudden chill down his spine, but he still said calmly, "Mr. Zhu, please lead the way and go to your son's room first."

Unexpectedly, before entering the goal, a ball jumped in front of Fu Yiqing.

She looked in the direction where the ball was coming from, and saw a flat man... Pian'er, smiling at her.

Fu Yiqing carefully identified it.

is a girl.

It's just such a tragic death.

Zhu Yong beside her was already shaking with fear, "Here we go again, here we go again, I still don't know what happened to my son. Master Fu, please go in and take a look!"

Fu Yiqing was pushed into the room.

This room was even darker, as if a layer of dark clouds had accumulated. (End of chapter)