Evil + Supernatural + Feng Shui + Fortune Telling
A fortune-telling stall is set up under the overpass. The appearance fee is one million, and there is no credit.
In the eyes of others, I am a down-and-out bastard wearing street clothes. It wasn't until the thousand-year-old blood corpse appeared in the world and the seven Xuanmen masters knelt down that I casually spilled a handful of glutinous rice - and it disappeared into ashes.
"Celestial Master's Mansion, the last generation of Heavenly Master."
They said that Tianshi Mansion has long been extinct. But the remnant souls of my thousand-year-old ancestors live in my body, I hold the Celestial Master's Seal that has been lost for centuries in my hand, and I have the Celestial Master's blood that can defeat all evils flowing in my body.
The spiritual energy is revived and evil spirits are rampant. Someone has set up a fortune-stealing formation to cut off the Chinese dragon vein.
Xuanmen? Not enough. Freemasonry? Chickens and dogs.
I just want to ask: Is the murderer who destroyed my whole family of heavenly masters a thousand years ago ready to repay his debt?
Give me some advice Can you give me some advice?
Not bad, there is room for improvement.