Lu Qianping hated the people who intervened in his team the most in his life.

And the people who didn't let him cut in line.

This handsome man in black suddenly came over and intervened sideways, and he was about to buy a hexagram of Mr. Corpse, how could this be tolerated?

After all, in one night, the murderer is very likely to commit a crime, and he will lose a bunch of young children!

Lu Qian's expression was cold, and he saluted first and then said: "This fellow Daoist, you should understand the principle of first come and then come, if your affairs are not urgent, you might as well wait for a while?"

The person in front of him seems to be ordinary, but his breath is restrained, his fist intent is blazing, he is obviously a personal immortal, and he can also find the mysterious Mr. Corpse, which should be not small.

"Hmm, you are a martial saint, you dare to hinder the good deeds of this son, so bold...... Huh?"

When the man in black heard this, he looked over and was shocked.

At the same time, Lu Qian felt the spirit spell Buddha bead move slightly.

This man in black obviously did it just now!

Lu Qian's expression suddenly turned cold!

"You have a divine weapon on your body, and it seems that you also have immortal elders in your family. Hmph, for the sake of your elder's face, here is a hundred yuan stone, you take it, leave quickly. ”

The man in black casually summoned a hundred yuan stones and threw them on the hexagram table.

A hundred yuan stone, what about sending beggars?

Lu Qian sneered disdainfully: "Fellow Daoist, don't blame you for not reminding you, I advise you to put away these yuan stones, apologize again, and then leave." Otherwise, Ben Gongzi is going to go crazy!"

"Just a martial saint, dare to be mad with this son?

Gao Jun's black-clothed boy smiled disdainfully, shook the jade fan, turned his head to Mr. Corpse and said, "There are 300,000 yuan of stone in this Qiankun bag, and it should be more than enough to buy Mr. Fu's hexagram." Please also ask Mr. to calculate a hexagram for my son. Of course, Mr.'s rules, Ben Gongzi also knows it clearly, here is a hair of Ben Gongzi, a drop of essence blood, Mr. can start to tell hexagrams. ”

As he spoke, he took out a slender yellow wooden box from his sleeve robe and placed it on the hexagram table.

Lu Qian couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly: "Hmph, where did you come from, are you blind, don't you see me sitting here?

"Huh?"

When the man in black heard this, his face turned cold, and a dark light began to appear in his eyes.

He's ready to do it again!

At this time, Mr. Corpse hurriedly said: "The two of you dissipate your anger, and if you fight here, I'm afraid it won't be good for the two of you, and you will make money with anger, and you will make money with anger." ”

"Hmph, give the gentleman a face, or you'll be dead just now!"

The man in black had a cold gaze and stared at Lu Qian coldly.

When Lu Qian heard this, he disdainfully said: "Your mother is dead! Mr. Corpse said that he won't help you with the fortune telling, what are you still doing here, is your mother's ashes fried rice full of food, do you have nothing to do?"

"You!"

This sentence instantly made the man in black furious, his eyes instantly turned black, and he exuded a trace of immortal momentum, and the surrounding space began to crackle.

"Ahem, two, give the old man a face!"

Mr. Corpse saw it and hurriedly opened his mouth to play a round.

The bamboo pole beside him also shone with a blue light, spreading out, extinguishing all spatial fluctuations, enveloping the surroundings, and turning into bursts of coolness, pouring in my heart.

The anger of the man in black immediately calmed down a lot, his eyes rolled a few times, as if he was worried about Mr. Corpse, he restrained his blood, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you are just a martial saint, and it is a good chance for you to find Mr. Corpse, but if you offend this son, it is the death catastrophe that has come! If you know each other, why don't you just get out of the way? Otherwise, I'm afraid your little life won't be left tonight!"

Are you so arrogant in the queue these years?

Lu Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not show weakness: "If I am not mistaken, your father should be all over the world, inside and outside the immortal realm, that's why you speak so arrogantly, right?

"Hmm, it seems that you also have a bit of a background, but you are only a Martial Saint, even if you are the son of the Sect Master of the Supreme Demon Sect, you have to die!

The man in black stared at Lu Qian coldly, flicked his robe, rolled up the Yuanshi Yellow Wood Box Qiankun bag on the table, turned around and stepped out, and the person disappeared.

The resentful eyes with murderous intent were obviously aimed at Lu Gan.

However, there are too many lice, and Lu Qian doesn't care at all.

"Alas, the son is still too short-tempered, the person just now, the background is not small, and the heart is even smaller, I am afraid that he has greatly offended this person, and the future troubles are endless. ”

Mr. Corpse shook his head and sighed softly.

Lu Gan's expression was cold, and he said without hurrying or slowing: "Mr. Corpse is mysterious, I want that person to be unable to find it, it doesn't take any effort at all, but when I was telling the hexagram, this person suddenly appeared and intervened, I'm afraid, Mr. Corpse deliberately let him appear." In addition, Mr. Corpse knows the character of Ben Gongzi very well, and knows that the appearance of this person will definitely cause discord between Ben Gongzi and him. Does Mr. Corpse want to borrow the hand of his son to get rid of this person?"

“......”

After hearing this, Mr. Corpse's expression changed, and then he laughed: "Haha, the son's mind is like hair, and the old man admires it." Childe guessed correctly, this person is hindered by the old man's practice, and it is one of the calamities of the old man's future, and the old man really wants to borrow a knife to kill people. ”

"Who is this man?"

Lu Qian asked expressionlessly.

"One of the ten evil cultivators, the Demon of the Heart. ”

Mr. Corpse said leisurely: "This person has been in retreat before, and the martial arts he cultivates are very mysterious, with one punch and one palm, he can trigger the enemy's demons, make the enemy go mad, and kill people invisibly." Therefore, people and immortals in the world are very jealous of this person, although the old man has the means to prevent him, but in case he is injured, I am afraid it is still possible to fall into his hands. ”

Demon Child?

Lu Qian's brows furrowed slightly.

Four of the ten evil cultivators, the Nine Evil Witches, the Black Dog King, the Black Phoenix Girl, and the Heart Demon Son, have already offended four of them, and it's really a bit troublesome.

"Sir, please continue to tell the fortunes. ”

Lu Qian suppressed the matter for the time being, and nodded lightly.

"Good. ”

Mr. Corpse's eyes were slightly raised, his hands were slightly raised into the air, pinching a little, and there were words in his mouth, which seemed to be some strange spells of unknown meaning.

On the table, the quaint turtle shell began to emit a golden light, trembling slightly.

Jingle bell bell, jingle bell bell.

The nine copper coins inside the turtle shell collided with each other and made a crisp sound.

Suddenly, Mr. Corpse opened his eyes suddenly, and spit out a sentence from his mouth quickly, so fast that he could barely hear clearly: "Heaven and earth, vast and vast, destiny and future, yin and yang five elements, the cycle of the sun and the moon, the change of the four seasons, the nine secluded yellow springs, the souls of the ten directions, return quickly!"

Burst.

The last word 'come' fell, and a mouthful of black blood, with a strong smell of corpses, sprayed into the turtle's shell, staining all the copper coins black.

In an instant, the surrounding ghosts screamed, as if the gates of hell were wide open, and the endless ghosts, like thousands of horses, roared in, scrambling into the turtle shell and snatching the black blood on the copper coin.

The violent yin wind immediately blew up, and the unjust soul passed through the body, making people chill all over, like falling into an ice cave.

Lu Qian was unmoved, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the turtle shell tightly.

The resentful spirits roared and gnawed, scrambling like hungry ghosts reincarnated, and copper coins were blown up and flew in the air.

"Zha!"

Suddenly, Mr. Corpse's eyes flashed with a golden light, and he opened his mouth to spit out a golden 'zha' character, with pure masculinity, rolling like the scorching sun, flying out.

The surrounding Yin Qi Souls were immediately melted, let out a miserable scream, and disappeared without a trace.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell again, as if everything was just an illusion.

Dingdingding......

In mid-air, nine copper coins fell, bounced a few times on the white cloth on the table, and finally came to a standstill.

Lu Qian glanced over and only saw that the nine copper coins were placed irregularly.

"It turned out to be him. ”

At this time, Mr. Corpse glanced at it and nodded slightly.

"Sir, who is the murderer of this child's disappearance?"

Lu Qian asked solemnly.

Childe waited for a moment, and the answer emerged. ”

Mr. Corpse smiled slightly.

As soon as the words fell, the ancient turtle shell began to turn red, like a piece of iron that had been burned red, and it melted directly into a pool of black colloid.

Hmm? How did you do it, and you came up with a puddle of turtle jelly?

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, the black colloidal body seeped into the white cloth on the table, blurred, and connected to the nine copper coins around it, forming a pattern.

Patterns of birds and beasts.

Those nine copper coins looked like the nine heads of this bird and beast.

"Ten Evil Cultivators, Nine-Headed Yuan Bird?"

A word popped out of Lu Gan's mind and blurted out a question.

"Childe is only half right. ”

Mr. Corpse smiled mysteriously and said the answer: "The person who committed the crime is only the son of the nine-headed Yuan Bird. ”