"Knock knock~!"

The secretary knocked on the door outside, leaned in, and said to Xu Fei by the window. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sir, a guest with an appointment has arrived."

Xu Fei nodded, turned around and sat down at the desk, crossed Erlang's legs, and motioned for the secretary to let people in.

The secretary understood, turned to the back and said.

"Mr. Zhang, please."

A middle-aged man with a big belly, a little bald, wearing a black high-end suit, came in with a panicked look.

Zhang Zhiguo went straight to the seat opposite Xu Fei and sat down, and without waiting for his body to sit down, he hurriedly spoke.

"Mr. Mingyun, last time you said that I wouldn't go out at noon, but the night before yesterday, I ......!"

The memories of these people have all been modified, and in their eyes, Xu Fei is the gentleman who told their fortunes before.

Xu Fei smiled, he didn't respond to the request, and he didn't know how to tell fortunes, and the Book of Heaven was already in a state of reorganization, but sometimes, he didn't have to go through the Book of Heaven to tell fortunes.

From the moment he came in, Xu Fei felt the evil aura on his body.

With a flash of his eyes, his spiritual power instantly perceived a strange scene.

Behind Zhang Zhiguo, who was in a suit and leather shoes, there was a bleak ghost lying on his stomach, sucking his essence on his back.

This was the first time he had seen a ghost in this world, and he was a little interested for a while, and he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Seeing that Xu Fei didn't speak, Zhang Zhiguo was anxious.

"Mr. Mingyun, please help me, I've been feeling sick all over my body for the past few days, and my back is cold, am I getting into trouble with something unclean?"

The spiritual power sensed that this ghost actually raised his head at this time and looked at Xu Fei.

The appearance of a young man, his head was sparse, his two eyeballs were crooked, and he even fell to the side of his nose, and he smiled at Xu Feizhi, which was extremely terrifying.

Maybe in its eyes, this so-called Mingyun monk is just a little Taoist priest with some cultivation.

"It's a small thing."

Xu Fei smiled and stretched out his hand to grab it, and the divine dragon's true qi was like a sharp claw, instantly grabbing this ghost and kneading it into a pure spiritual body.

Zhang Zhiguo suddenly felt that his body was light, and his cool back gradually warmed up, although he couldn't recover for a while, but it was already much better.

"Ahh

Which ghost was kneaded and howled, and even Zhang Zhiguo could faintly hear it.

This scene made Zhang Zhiguo instantly understand, even if he couldn't see it, but his body was honest, and that feeling couldn't be faked, he quickly stood up and thanked him.

"Thank you for reaching out to help, this is a reward, please smile."

Zhang Zhiguo said, took out a prepared check from the inner lining of his suit, and placed it directly on the table.

Xu Fei looked at the ghost in his hand and waved his hand indifferently.

"Alright, let's get out."

"Yes, yes."

Zhang Zhiguo took out a face towel and wiped his cold sweat, his body was already much warmer, and he slowly retreated with a relaxed and respectful face.

"Let me go, please let me go."

The ghost kept pleading, and the true qi in Xu Fei's hand made him imprisoned in the palm of his hand, unable to break free.

Being squeezed is like stuffing a person into a small space, and the whole body is extremely uncomfortable.

"The ghost, who actually retains consciousness, is a wonderful existence."

Xu Fei touched his chin and looked at the invisible energy body in his hand.

"I don't know what a dissipated soul looks like?"

As he spoke, there was no movement in his hands, and his true qi was squeezed together without a single gap.

"Poof."

That soul body instantly turned into nothingness, as if it had never existed, and even Xu Fei's true qi could not intercept its disappearance.

"Heh, this is the soul flying?" ·

Xu Fei shook his hand, not paying attention to this, there are subtle gaps in the rules of each plane, and sometimes it is not necessary to understand them all.

"Let's get started! Ma Xiaoling! When you come back from the Song Dynasty, everything will be on the right track. ”

In the face of Xu Fei's strong true qi and spiritual power, the identity of Mingyun Jushi will not go wrong, except for some real numerology things, most of them can be solved by him.

Time passed slowly, the heavens and the earth seemed to have changed much, and everything was very peaceful.

September 16, 2004, 4.30 a.m.

After the bar's waiter finished cleaning the bar, they all dispersed, and Guo Fusheng sat by the flower bed, looking at the sign at the door of the bar.

WaitingBar.

"Wait...... No wonder I'm always waiting, or tomorrow I'll change my name, I'll call it waiting,"

"Wait for the bar? It's not bad either. ”

Guo Fusheng thought silently in his heart.

In the distance, above the street of Second Street, a dark blue circular hole suddenly appeared.

"Boom, boom~!"

The roar of a huge motorcycle came from it, passing far away in the silent night.

Guo Fusheng suddenly raised his head, and a guess flashed in his heart.

Hurriedly ran to another street.

Just past the corner, he couldn't stop running at a speed and rushed to the street.

A motorcycle shot out of the round hole, as if falling from the sky, and drove straight into the street where the resurrection was located.

The blinding light shone on him, preventing him from opening his eyes.

…………

Ma Xiaoling, back!

With the soldiers of the Yue Family Army of the Song Dynasty, arrows, back to 2004!

In front of a floor-to-ceiling window in a building more than a dozen streets away, Xu Fei held a glass of red wine and toasted in the direction of Ma Xiaoling.

"Ma Xiaoling, the chess piece of fate, broke through the shackles of fate, and created one incredible miracle after another with Tianyou, Pangu is really a good chess hand!"

"A battle that began in the last century, the final decisive moment, is coming, it's really a grand scene."

I drank all my drinks in one gulp, and the night was quiet again.

Heaven and earth are still running calmly, and Ma Xiaoling, Arrow, Wanyan Bupo and others continue to walk their life path.

The three souls and seven spirits who sealed the arrows helped the Hong Kong Flying Tigers train to catch ghosts, and the world developed according to the script one by one.

Our Lady of Yaochi has finally come to this land.

On this day, Xu Fei sat in an office chair, and as early as after Ma Xiaoling came back, he asked the secretary to cancel all appointments and was not in fortune telling.

Because, in this world, the greatest numerology has been revealed.

Our Lady of Yaochi slowly walked towards this Mingyunju, which was very famous in the circle, and she had a heart-to-heart connection with Wanyan Buru.

Based on the existence of the Book of the Earth, she knows that the Book of the Emperor is the Book of Heaven, that is, fate.

"Jingle Bell~"

Xu Fei's desktop phone rang, and an unknown number was displayed on it.

"Do you really think you're a human being?"

calmly picked up the microphone of the landline, put it to his ear, and answered the call.

A peaceful female voice sounded, and the words all had a sense of superiority.

"Mr. Mingyun, I want to tell your fortune."