"Master, let's go to this address." The two were silent all the way, and Jiang Qiao suddenly asked the Qin family driver to drive to the address on the business card.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Qiao glanced at Jiang Li, who was still sullen, and comforted: "I know I want to go back, but don't you want to see this legendary master?" ”

"I don't want to." Jiang Li said sullenly.

Jiang Qiao continued to persuade with kind words: "You think, in the things we have encountered so far, there are always all kinds of masters, but we can't meet any of them in reality, except for the half-hung Wang Daochang, and your master who can't see the head and the end of the dragon, we can't find anyone else." This time we finally ran into him, let's go and see how he is better than you. ”

Jiang Qiao looked at Jiang Li's face and added, "Of course, I think you are the best." ”

Sure enough, Jiang Li's face turned cloudy.

Oh, man, it's so coaxing.

Compared to the spacious and bright office of the king governor, this psychic's room can be regarded as the ultimate in darkness, with all black walls, all black floors, all black decorations, no windows in the whole room, all the light comes from a dim crystal chandelier, and the strange crystals reflect all kinds of terrifying shapes on the walls under the action of the light.

Jiang Qiao looked at the skulls, palm prints and other patterns on the wall that shook slightly, and muttered, "What the hell is this?" She walked around, and her eyes were drawn to a statue of an odious face that was more than two meters tall. I can't tell who this idol made it, but I think its expression is full of evil.

In short, this place is full of weirdness.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Gu." Jiang Qiao handed over the business card.

"You need to wait, the psychic master is now exorcising evil spirits." There was no one in the reception desk, a voice came from the other side of the wall, Jiang Qiao saw that there was no one around, and walked in by himself.

"There's still a tent in the room, it's a routine! Oh, exorcise evil spirits! Jiang Qiao gave Jiang Li a look and pretended to wait patiently outside. She quietly looked around and saw that there was no one and no camera, and immediately went to the tent, opened a crack, and secretly looked inside.

"This is a three-legged table made of laurel, the head of Father Calvin, the supreme priest of the West, who gave his life honorably to resist the devil from hell. His head can command the evil spirits, and you must not speak or let go until the evil spirits are sent away. ”

It was a man in a black cloak who spoke, his whole body was hidden in the shadows, and if he hadn't spoken, Jiang Qiao wouldn't even have felt his presence.

"Okay, Mr. Gu, you must save my daughter." A woman in her forties sat across from him, pleading with tears streaming down her face. Next to her was a girl in her twenties.

The girl's face was so pale that she couldn't speak, her big eyes were dull, and there were black and red blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and she didn't know what she was chewing. She put a small thing in her right hand and put it in her mouth and gnawed it, Jiang Qiao saw it really in that position, the girl was actually gnawing on a live bird, and the white fluff of the bird was sticking to her mouth.

"Rest in peace, O wandering soul, and go where you belong. In the name of the great Calvin, I command you to become a red butterfly and let the flying six wings carry the sad soul back to Hell. The matchmaker's low, magnetic voice sounded faintly.

The lamp, the skull, and everything in the tent began to shake violently, and the crystal from the chandelier smashed down, and the crystal ball on the table fell to the ground, shattering. But Jiang Qiao outside the tent didn't feel the shock at all, and suddenly a large group of red butterflies appeared out of nowhere, fluttering with red wings, skewering everywhere in the tent, and the powder from the wings made people's eyes sour.

Jiang Qiao hurriedly withdrew to his seat, and the butterfly didn't know if it was poisonous, but he felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and if he tried to open it a little harder, he would burst into tears.

"What's wrong with you, why are you crying?" Jiang Li didn't care about what happened on the other side, and sat in his place with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Jiang Qiao retreating with an embarrassed face, his face full of tears.

"What are you crying about, I'm blinded by butterflies." Jiang Qiao complained. She took out a tissue and wiped it vigorously for a long time before relieving herself a little.

"That's not an ordinary butterfly, it's a psychic butterfly from hell, it's a messenger of hell, leading souls back to hell."

The psychic man stood quietly in front of them at some point, his face hidden in a black cloak, and his face could not be seen clearly. Jiang Li stood up and looked at him warily. The psychic master had no interest in him, and bent down to look directly at Jiang Qiao.

"What a vessel, what a beautiful soul, what an interesting curse, this is the work of God."

Jiang Qiao was startled by the sudden approaching face, and his head instinctively stretched back. I only felt that two eyes were looking up and down her from under the cloak, which was unpleasant. She stood up in disgust and stepped back, unconsciously hiding behind Jiang Li.

"Hahaha, what are you looking for me?" The psychic laughed and straightened up, turning to invite them into the tent.

Jiang Li walked in first, and Jiang Qiao followed helplessly.

"I don't want to go, the tent shook badly just now, and there are that strange red butterflies, my eyes still hurt, Jiang Li, look... Yes? ”

Jiang Qiao was stunned halfway through his words, the tent was restored as new, where there was a trace of mess, the red butterflies flying in the air were gone, and even the flying powder in the air disappeared without a trace, as if Jiang Qiao had just stolen everything that had never existed.

"Huh? What about butterflies, what about that big patch of butterflies just now? Jiang Qiao was dumbfounded.

"Hehe, that's not an ordinary butterfly, that's a psychic butterfly from hell, they actually chose you, interesting, you're an interesting person. Your eyes will change these days, hehe, it's a good thing for you, or... It's funny, hehe, it's so funny. The psychic master's voice seemed to have a gravitational pull, making people unconsciously want to hear him say more, and the cold and dry fingers hooked Jiang Qiao's jaw and forced her to look up at herself.

But to Jiang Qiao's ears, although the sound was magnetic, it was also accompanied by a harsh rustling sound, like the sound of metal rubbing, which made people feel numb from their bones. This strange man suddenly got so close and teased himself, and Jiang Qiao felt a burst of anger rise in his heart.

It's hard to believe that in the 21st century, there are still people who talk to girls so frivolously and without self-respect.

"Let go of your hand, if you do this again, I will retaliate... Ah~ah~"

Jiang Qiao angrily opened the hand that was pinching her chin, but she didn't expect the movement to be too big and too hard, and with a wave of her hand, she actually brushed off the hat of the psychic master's cloak, and the true face of the psychic who had been hidden in the shadows was finally revealed.

What a face that is!

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