Fairyland, big problem

"Teacher Mu."

Gently knocking on the door of the office, Wen Jiu entered after getting permission.

Sitting in the room was Ge You's Mu Shenzhou, and a man about his age.

The man had slender eyes like willow leaves and thin lips.

Green shirt and long robe, with a sword on his back, he looks like a real person who is cultivating Taoism.

The most distinctive feature is the waist pendant.

It is normal to wear a jade ring and jade pendant with a similar dress, but there is a walnut-sized crystal ball hanging around his waist, with crystal lines inside, which is a bit like a desk decoration.

"Ah~, Wen Jiu."

Mu Shenzhou's lazy voice sounded, "I will introduce you to my childhood playmate, Mu Xinghe."

"Mr. Mu is good."

"Student Wen Jiu, Mu Shenzhou often praises you, saying that you are a half-immortal."

The corner of Wen Jiu's mouth twitched involuntarily, "That's not a compliment..."

Mu Xinghe's half-closed eyes opened, clear and transparent, really has the refreshing air of a monk who does not touch the world.

Also before that, he half-closed his eyes, Mu Xinghe made people feel like he was meditating, while Mu Shenzhou half-closed his eyes, which gave him the feeling of a hangover.

The clear eyes swept over and stayed on the elegant cat, and one could feel Mu Xinghe's curiosity.

Cats are one of those animals with a lot of mystery in folklore.

Such as weasels, snakes, hedgehogs, foxes, and even black dogs, can tell many magical stories.

There is no sense of disobedience for Banxian with a cat by his side.

However, it was inconvenient to inquire about matters related to cultivation among those who suppressed darkness, so he didn't ask too much.

"Wen Banxian." Mu Xinghe stood up lightly, "I heard that my nephew made rude remarks at Patriarch Mu's banquet a few days ago. Here is my apology."

Mu Xinghe counted as Mu Chutian's uncles, and heard that his overjoyed nephew was humiliated in public, so he and Mu Yuandong educated him for a long time.

"It's okay, it's harmless, and he didn't target me.

"

Speaking of Mu Chutian, it wasn't that he was trying to get along with Wen Jiu on purpose, he didn't expect to find out that the master of Feipeng Pass happened to be in the banquet hall.

Wen Jiu was angry at the time, purely because of Chutian's contempt for Marshal Feipeng and the strength of Xie Sha, and no Japanese master dared to say that.

After the brief negotiation was completed, Mu Shenzhou talked about the business of finding Wen Jiulai.

"My bad friend has been very preoccupied recently, so I won't tell him when I ask him."

"Hey, Mu Shenzhou, I'm a descendant of the Tianmu family, and my soul is very transparent. It's useless to introduce me to a psychiatrist."

"So the half-immortal I introduced to you."

Wen Jiu was angry and funny at the side, and Mu Shenzhou was obviously taking revenge for playing a bunch of clowns at the banquet.

In his thirties and forties, he is as narrow-minded as a child.

Mu Xinghe is quite serious, he will take what Mu Shenzhou says seriously.

"Wen Banxian, what I have seen recently is that it hurts the peace of heaven, and it leaks the secrets of heaven and fortune, and it is easy to eat back your own luck. You should think twice."

"It's not that serious."

Wen Jiu saw some clues.

Mu Xinghe seems to be afraid, afraid of being discovered the secret in his heart;

Mu Shenzhou, on the other hand, has a bit of a naughty child mentality. He wants to help his friends untie their knots, and also wants to gossip and steal other people's thoughts.

As soon as the atmosphere was created, Wen Jiu also felt irritated.

What is the mind of a practitioner with such temperament?

It should be a big dream mission.

At present, the dream points are 79, manga and swords have to wait at least 20 days, so it is better to collect some points first.

The requirements are not high, just a little lower than the magical girl can get 100 points.

"Don't worry, Mr. Mu, Wen Banxian will not be afraid of any backlash if I give up my life, come on."

"Yes, Mu Xinghe, show Wen Banxian."

For a while, the atmosphere in the office was like a flyover scam. A fortune teller and a babysitter dragged customers to accept services.

However, Wen Jiu clearly felt the change in Mu Xinghe's expression, and felt a little disgusted.

"Wen Banxian, you can't talk about good fortune and bad luck, you have to be like a mirror, otherwise what should be done will not be done."

Originally thought that Mu Xinghe was disgusted with buying and selling by force, but in fact he expressed his understanding of Mu Shenzhou's concern, and his real disgust pointed to the frivolous attitude of measuring calculations.

It can be called dissatisfaction.

The deduction that the Tianmu family is good at does not include the other party's mind, but only predicts good and bad luck, but Mu Xinghe absolutely does not believe in the accuracy of the iron mouth.

"Wen Banxian, come when you're ready."

The tone is three points heavy, it is obvious that Wen Jiu stepped on the other party's principled issue.

If you can't explain why, it's called bullshit;

Only when it hits the mark can it be called a master demeanor.

Wen Jiu has a foundation, so he is not afraid, unless...the other party has no dreams.

Can't be so unlucky?

"Ahem, then, Mr. Mu, I'm going to start analyzing your soul problem."

"Wen Banxian, please." Mu Xinghe was still somewhat dissatisfied.

People who are not devout about fortune cannot deduce misfortune and fortune.

How did he know that behind him, the white misty substance was gradually materializing.

In the image of Meimeng, you can see Mu Xinghe himself, sitting next to a big box.

Wen Jiu likes this kind of scene with himself the most. The things that dreams point to can be done by himself, which is clear at a glance.

In the game interface, Kung Fu Itachi is online, let it synchronize a wave and increase the special attack value.

Riolu poked his head outside the lounge, obviously interested in the operations related to the summoning of dreams.

With a substantial increase in mental power, Wen Jiu can see more details and colors of the image of the dream.

Eh? Or black and white?

In the image of Meimeng, Mu Xinghe's costumes are very gorgeous. It may be traditional costumes worn for some kind of celebration in District 5, and it should not be black and white.

He leaned his upper body toward the box next to it, which was large enough to be compared to the size of a bathtub.

Immediately afterwards, a princess hugged herself, and Mu Xinghe put her hands on the woman's back and knees, carried her out, and sat on the side of the box.

The woman's eyebrows were closed, lifeless, and her limbs were terribly stiff.

So... the big box is a coffin, and what is carried out is a female corpse.

Women also dress gorgeously, and most of them are also mostly white, with patterns embroidered with black thread.

Mu Xinghe in the image of Meimeng took out two rings and put them on for each other. It seems that the etiquette corresponding to traditional costumes is also to exchange rings.

Well, they are getting married.

One party dies, this kind of wedding is... a dark marriage, also known as a yin marriage!

Wen Jiu involuntarily covered his face, what did he see.

Surprise is nothing but surprise, Wen Jiu didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, not even the biological fear of Yin-Yang rituals.

Thinking about it carefully, the reason is very simple, the communication with the evil things in Linglong Ancient Town is too close.

If the wish of the red wedding dress is really realized, it will be more than an ordinary ghost marriage, and even have twelve concubines.

Moreover, evil spirits are much more vicious than any supernatural legends.

"Wen Banxian?"

Seeing Wen Jiu's series of changes first at ease, then doubts, then surprises, and finally depression, Mu Xinghe couldn't hold back.

He always felt that the young man in front of him might play tricks, but he had practiced the method of avoiding evil since he was a child, and his intuition seemed to be sure that Wen Jiu had real abilities.

"I'm fine." Wen Jiu shook his head, "It's just that I was backlashed by heaven..."