Unlucky black cat

On this day, the Yama Luodian closed the scenic spots open to the public early.

Almost before nightfall, all the tourists were ushered out of the hall.

The managers of the Ten Halls gathered together to discuss the roar at noon.

But no conclusion could ever be drawn.

Only the old monk in the fourth hall spoke with certainty.

He said that he saw seven bitter fruits, all of which were rooted in one person and one energy.

In response to this, everyone at the table was silent.

Apparently they all know.

The bitter fruit the monk calls it is the resentful spirit.

Seven resentful spirits!

If it weren't for a few of the people here, they would all have heard that earth-shattering cry.

They will definitely ask the old monk.

Do you know what you are talking about!

It's a pity for them now.

We can only acquiesce to this result first.

Anyway.

Looking up at the silent hall, the old Taoist priest in charge of the tenth hall spoke quietly.

I have entrusted the Psychic Management Office to send people to investigate the situation as soon as possible. In the past few days, please pay attention and prepare. After all, since we have eaten the incense of the people around us, then we also have the responsibility to suppress evil spirits.

A true man of great righteousness.

What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true.

It is our duty to do so.

...

Scattered responses sounded one after another.

Suddenly, a little Taoist priest hurried into the temple.

Then he cupped his hands again, bowed his head and bowed.

Master, there is a layman visiting from outside. He said he is from the Psychic Energy Management Office.

oh?

The old Taoist priest who had just contacted the Spirit Management Office raised his eyes in surprise, and then waved his hand thoughtfully.

Invite him in.

yes.

The little Taoist priest stepped back respectfully.

Not long after, Wei San, carrying a long box, appeared at the door of this side hall.

I saw a Taoist priest and a monk sitting together.

Wei San first slowed down his pace a bit.

It wasn't until we got close to the threshold that we returned to normalcy.

And stepped into the entrance hall.

My lord, Wei San from the Psionics Management Office has met all of you seniors.

Haha, I don't dare to take it seriously.

The old Taoist priest in the tenth hall returned the greeting gently.

It's just that Chi is a few years older. Master Wei doesn't have to be so polite.

Respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue.

Wei San was not very good at talking and always kept a straight face.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Fortunately, the old Taoist priest saw this and dropped the topic.

Well, Master Wei, may I ask what you want from your visit this time?

nature.

Wei San nodded without any pretense.

I want the Taoist priest to help me tell my fortune.

In fact, Wei San did not tell the truth to Jiang Sheng.

He was only about 60% sure whether the news about San Qian Yu's stay in Chongming City was true.

But at that time he told Jiang Sheng.

This is reliable information.

Obviously, Jiang Sheng was deceived by the man.

However, this 60% certainty is actually not small.

It's better than letting the black cat rummage around aimlessly by himself.

What's more, the man came here specifically to verify this information.

Because if you want the Spiritual Control Department to gather a large number of manpower to encircle and suppress the Three Thousand Resentments.

Then the authenticity of the news must reach more than 90%.

Otherwise, the massed manpower is likely to lead to emptiness elsewhere.

Fortune telling?

After hearing the request, the old Taoist priest looked at Wei San with a slightly hesitant expression.

Jushi Wei, what do you want to do?

I want to be counted as one.

As Wei San spoke, he took out five copper coins and half a piece of paper from his pocket.

This is a piece of copper coin from the Five Emperors, and that person's birthday. I would like to ask you to help calculate whether the other person is in Chongming City, and what his future movements will be.

The Five Emperors copper coins are further divided into the Big Five Emperors copper coins and the Small Five Emperors copper coins.

The functions of the two are similar, but their effectiveness is different.

Among them, the small Five Emperors copper coins are composed of the victory coins issued by the Five Emperors of a dynasty.

It represents the peak popularity of a dynasty.

As for the Five Emperors' copper coins, they are composed of the Weisheng coins issued by the Five Emperors of the Five Dynasties.

Represents the peak popularity of the five dynasties.

Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.

The Great Five Emperors Copper Coin.

Looking at the utensils Wei San took out, the old Taoist priest said with a deep look.

Jushi Wei, you are really cautious.

There's nothing we can do about it, it's a big deal.

Wei San buried his head and held a copper coin in his hand.

Please ask the Taoist priest to clarify my doubts.

All right.

Perhaps feeling the man's sincerity, the old Taoist priest nodded helplessly.

Then I'll open it today.

The next second, five copper coins flew into the air under the pull of spiritual power.

A quarter of an hour later.

The old Taoist priest raised his hand with a pale face and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Wei San already got the answer he wanted.

In other words, it's half the answer.

Three Thousand Resentments is indeed staying in Chongming City.

But the Taoist priest couldn't figure out the other party's subsequent movements.

The result of forced deduction.

The copper plate cracked and blood vomited from the mouth.

Master Wei, I tried my best.

With an expression of fear, he pushed away the pile of broken copper plates in front of him.

The old Taoist priest stated with a haggard expression.

He did try his best, but it was beyond his power.

The person you are chasing has a grand conspiracy, and there is a hidden terror behind it. Please be careful, lay people.

I see.

Wei San bowed to the Taoist in an upright manner.

Thank you, Taoist Priest, for clarifying my doubts.

After that, he was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, the old Taoist priest called out to him.

Wait a minute, layman Wei, Pindao also has a question for you. Did you hear a roar this morning?

roar?

Wei San, who had just arrived in the city, looked surprised.

What are the characteristics of the roar you are talking about?

have.

The old Taoist priest put down his arms tiredly.

The roar was so loud that it shocked half the city.

…

When Wei San walked out of the Yama Hall.

It was already completely dark.

The man was carrying his suitcase and was about to find a place to stay.

But at the end of the road, I suddenly bumped into a young man wearing a coat.

Hey, old acquaintance.

The young man looked at Wei San and grinned.

His voice was very hoarse, old and hoarse.

Crack!

On a secluded street.

Wei San, expressionless, backed away sharply.

At the same time, he opened the latch of the box in his hand.