Chen Fan secretly blinked at her, but said nothing.

"Let's study the conference." Zhongli sat down again and said to everyone.

"If nothing unexpected happens, at least three of the four people present will have to choose." Zhongli said again.

"You choose, I quit." When no one said anything, Wong Tai Sin suddenly said something that surprised everyone present.

"I know that destiny is coming, and I will not mix it up. There are talents in the country. Let me leave this opportunity to you young people." After Huang Daxian said that, he turned to look at Elder Wang Yin. Elder Wang Yin smiled bitterly, "It's not easy. You guy will have such an enlightenment one day. It's really not easy."

"Hmph." Huang Daxian snorted coldly, looking quite disdainful.

"Then we are the two of us left." Chen Fan glanced at Zhongli, and then put his hand on Zhongli's thigh. Zhongli quickly winked her, that's what you mean, you should pay attention, there are so many people!

"This old man wouldn't have deliberately used a trick for us." After coming out, Chen Fan asked Zhongli with his head in his arms.

"He just said he didn't choose, and he couldn't be sure that Huang Yan Ghost Sect didn't come up with someone to choose. According to the rules, the three Ghost Sects are qualified to recommend a candidate. It's naturally me who will recommend the Red Candle Ghost Sect. It's not clear who the remaining two Ghost Sects will recommend."

"What if the opinions are not reached?" Chen Fan suddenly asked.

"If you don't reach an agreement, just fight. Whoever has the ability will go to the scene. When the three halls of the Ghost Sect joined forces, the rules have been set. If the candidates are not recognized, each hall can raise challenges. Whoever can get a stick of incense is the leader of the Ghost Sect. If you can't stand it, choose again." After Zhongli finished speaking, he touched Chen Fan's butt ambiguously, obviously teasing him, "How is it? Are you afraid? I'm afraid now it's still too late to regret it! Sister, I'll give you a thunder for you! Anyway, it's all a family, so whoever sits in that position is the same!"

Seeing her talking so hard, Chen Fan snorted coldly, "You are still not giving up! Do you have to fight with me?"

"No, no, I will definitely keep my promise when I promise you. I just don't seem to be very confident, so I'll give you some advice!"

"Stop coming, I don't know you yet?"

Chen Fan held Zhongli's slim waist and pushed her in front. The two walked out talking and laughing.

At the same time, in the basement of No. 32, Nanqiao, the young lady locked the door and held a red candlestick in her forehand and stared at a broken parchment paper carefully compared. The parchment paper was divided into several layers, and after opening it one by one, it was a nine-petal lotus pattern. Most of them were already dirty, and the figures that could be seen were vaguely exposed on the petals.

There are several vague figures on it, each of which is strange. The young lady put her hand on one of them, stared for a while, then turned to look at the other one. She looked very carefully and seriously, but there was a rustling sound in her ears, with laughter mixed in the sound, as if she was mocking her.

"Can you stay away from me? It's so annoying!" the young lady said helplessly.

"I want to remind you that there is not much time left for that guy." The green man around him turned around and a figure appeared behind the young lady. The guy walked over step by step, sat sideways on the table, and then said: "These guys are much better than your little mistress. Instead of relying on him, we might as well do it ourselves! Avoid that little devil accidentally put himself in. It is really not easy to think that you have been widowed for two thousand years, haha, hahahahahaha..."

The woman smiled swayingly, a little annoying. The young lady glanced at her with her eyes squinted, and said angrily, "It's better than you! She was annoying before she died, but she still stayed so uneasy after she died. If you believe it or not, I will tell you that you will be scattered and you will never be able to live?"

"Okay, come on, if you have the ability, just do it! Anyway, you are the only sister left. If you want to kill someone to silence you, just do it! Don't let me tell you about your scandal!" After the woman said that, she looked at the young lady with a proud look on her face. The young lady thought and laughed out loud, "Is there anything I have to let you know? Are you still afraid that you will tell me?"

"Don't you feel embarrassed when you did with that kid? The faces of my tribe are going to be thrown away!" The woman bit her lip and stared at her eyes, and said viciously.

"I'm envious? If you have the ability, try it too!" The young lady deliberately angered her, stuck out her tongue and made a face with her. She twisted her a few times while talking, and she was about to make her girl angry to death.

"Vulgar!" The female ghost twisted her body, turned into a ball of blue smoke, and soon disappeared.

The young lady thought about it, pursed her lips and laughed, holding her hand on the sheepskin scroll to continue to check her own.

Suddenly the lights dimmed, and white smoke flashed on the ground, and a figure that seemed very difficult to mess with appeared in the smoke. This was an old ghost wearing black clothes and some armor on his body did not look like a modern man. He knelt on one knee, lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

The young lady noticed him early in the morning and didn't look back, "What? Is it starting?"

"My king has arrived, and everyone who should appear has appeared."

"Who is that guy with?"

"Zhongli."

"It's also necessary to do something romantic."

"yes."

The young lady snorted coldly, rolled her eyes, muttering something in her mouth. At this time, the guy suddenly said, "Report to the master, there is another person who is here."

"explain."

"That person appeared, right near my king."

The young lady was suddenly stunned and turned around and looked at him, "Who is it?"

The old ghost lowered his head, made a respectful look, and said two words in his mouth.

"The King of Sorrow."

The young lady's face changed slightly, and she suddenly turned around, "Are you sure?!"

The old ghost nodded.

The young lady clenched her fists quietly, unable to contain her inner fear. She walked around the room for a while and looked at him again, "What does that witch want to do?"

The old ghost shook his head.

"Is there anyone else?"

The old ghost shook his head again.

"Keep her!"

The young lady waved her hand and the old ghost disappeared instantly.

That night, the young lady changed into a dress and opened the door and went out.

Xiaoman was playing games in the room. When he saw that the young lady was about to leave, he quickly ran out, "Sister, what are you doing?"

"I'll be back soon, don't follow me." The young lady smiled and closed the door.

Xiaoman blinked his big eyes and looked at it for a long time, then turned around and sent a text message to Chen Fan, "Miss is out, it's the third update in the middle of the night! Just now! He said he wouldn't take me!"

Chen Fan was lying on the verge of death. He got up as soon as he saw the text message. He quickly called the young lady, but the young lady actually turned off the phone!

"Damn it!?"

Chen Fan felt bad. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that this matter was strange. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he put on his slippers and walked to the window. Seeing Zhongli, who had just finished taking a shower and was blowing his head, wondering, "What are you doing?"

"It's not your business, it's not your business!"

Chen Fan quickly called.

——Cut—

In the Wall Ware Temple, Chen Fan came to the old temple when he was fine. It was already midnight when the young lady appeared.

The little monk in the temple did not show her, but the young lady was familiar with it and entered the secret passage under a big Buddha behind the temple.

The woman quickly stepped down and shone with a flashlight. An old monk in the dark basement, covered in rotten sores, was facing his back to him, wearing a cassock and trembling. Beside him, a dark brown little monkey of unknown species was looking at her with a cymbal. When he saw someone coming, he immediately showed a look of horror.

"You're here."

The monk was half asleep and half awake, his body swaying back and forth, as if he was not in good spirits. He suddenly spoke and asked.

The young lady nodded, looked at the pile of pagodas on the side and asked, "You expected that I would come here to see you, right?"

"It is my ability to predict the future. I could have expected someone to come to me, but I didn't expect it would be you." The people were still swaying, and their voices were already hoarse when they spoke.

The young lady frowned slightly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At this time, the old monk suddenly folded his hands together, "Amitabha, they are here... They are here... The disaster is coming, the disaster is not far away... The disaster is not far away..."

The old monk said while grinning his teeth-deficient mouth, and it shook for some reason. The young lady looked at her coldly, but she couldn't help but change her face.

"The disaster is coming, the disaster is coming..."

The monk was holding a bamboo tube in his hand, and the bamboo tube was full of bamboo sticks. He shook it for a long time, but no one was signed out, "The disaster is coming, the demons are dancing... The disaster is coming, the demons are dancing... Amitabha, Amitabha..."

The young lady thought about the monk's words and felt very heavy in her heart. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't help but take out her cell phone and want to call Chen Fan. Good guy, as soon as she turned on the phone, she was full of text messages reminders, which was simply a text message bombing!

"What are you doing?" The young lady laughed angry and asked Chen Fan when the phone was called.

"What are you doing with Little Lajiao? Tell me honestly!" Chen Fan pretended to be angry and asked.

"Why am I going to report to you? I'm going to steal the man, okay?" The young lady teased her lips and said, and smiled after saying that, but when Chen Fan heard this, he immediately covered his chest and looked like he was about to die, "You! You! You! Ah!!!!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's uncomfortable!"

"Go to yours!"

The young lady held it back and forth but couldn't help it. She was amused. After laughing and scolding, she said to Chen Fan, "It's useless if you don't talk to you. I'm calling you to tell you that there may be terrible things in the near future. Starting from tomorrow, you must be careful!"
Chapter completed!