Her hands were empty, and the feeling of fullness she had just felt when holding the apple disappeared. Shen Jiezhu lowered her head and pondered for a long time before she realized that her apple was actually in the hands of Director Che Chengzheng.

She sent it up herself.

…

cunning.

Shen Jiezhu covered her chest in grief.

She should have known long ago that Director Che Chengzheng was a man of many tricks.

When he deliberately dealt with the other three halls, he used all kinds of conspiracies and schemes. Not only did he make the director who once looked down on him take the initiative to discuss the class quota with him, but he also turned the disciple competition of the fortune-telling hall into a competition among the disciples of four halls.

If anyone else did this, they would have been scolded to death, but he did it openly and honestly, leaving no room for anyone to find fault with him.

Just like now, the curator took a bite of the apple, gave him a thumbs up, and his eyes sparkled.

"Zhuzhu, this apple is so sweet!"

…

"It's okay as long as it's sweet, hahaha." Shen Jiezhu pursed her lips and replied, looking away.

After another half an hour, the disciple competition finally began.

The topics for this disciple competition were all prepared by the directors. Each hall only needed to send out a team of six people, who gathered on the platform in the center of the venue to complete the director's tasks.

Shen Jiezhu did not receive any information about preparing questions in advance, so she sat quietly in her seat, watching the directors take out questions and hand them to an old man next to them.

The first question was asked by the director of the Feng Shui Museum.

The old man unfolded the questions and read them out to everyone.

"This competition venue was built based on the ancient Roman Colosseum. Later, the four hall directors worked together to modify the Feng Shui to suppress the evil spirit. There are 20 movable stones around it. Disciples can form teams at will, move the stones, change the Feng Shui, release the evil spirit and suppress it again."

"Attention, there are four ways to change Feng Shui, and they are about the same difficulty. The latter group of rain cannot use the methods of the previous group!"

…

After the words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.

Even the other curators were stunned.

Shen Jiezhu held her head up, observing everyone's expressions. It seemed that the curators had not discussed the questions with each other, otherwise this embarrassing situation would not have occurred.

As expected of a Feng Shui expert, he directly used the competition arena to wreak havoc this time. His disciples' skills are not very sophisticated, so if something goes wrong accidentally, there is nothing to say.

Unfortunately, the poor director of the fortune-telling parlor had no idea what was happening and his place was about to be demolished.

But in front of so many directors and disciples, he had no choice but to accept it with gritted teeth, otherwise he would appear to be stingy.

Ha ha ha ha!

This trick of Feng Shui Museum is really harmful, so interesting!

Shen Jiezhu looked around, her expectations were maxed out. She felt that the most interesting thing this time was not only the competition among the disciples, but also the secret calculations among the directors.

Soon, the disciples formed teams and, naturally, divided into four groups, one group with disciples from each hall.

For this mission, except for the Feng Shui Hall disciples who were confident, the Feng Shui abilities of the other three halls were unknown. This caused everyone to stand still very cautiously, and no one was willing to be the first to try.

In the end, Feng Shui Master was the first to go up, and the other disciples watched on the stage.

The twenty movable stones were very obvious. The Feng Shui Museum disciples had all arrived at Happy Home. The six people rushed in different directions as if they had discussed it beforehand and started to move the stones, pushing them.

Clear the place where there was originally a blockage, connect the energy inside the competition venue with the external energy, break the original balance between yin and yang, block the place where yang energy is strongest, and gather yin energy in the center of the venue.

In five minutes, the atmosphere in the stadium changed immediately.

Shen Jiezhu watched the changes in the center of the field, raised her head to see the ups and downs of the surrounding stones, and couldn't help but sigh that the fortune-telling hall was indeed the most popular metaphysical hall at the time, and the entire structure of the hall was actually made into an array.

Normally, a small change in Feng Shui would not have caused such a big change, but because the fortune-telling hall's formation affected the entire body, once the Feng Shui of the competition venue was changed, the Feng Shui of the entire hall was messed up.

Shen Jiezhu looked up at the gradually thickening clouds and became more curious. The question was to release and suppress the evil spirit, but evil spirit was something that took a long time to sense. How could she release it, unless...she released the little ghost that was suppressed by this formation?

The moment this thought came to her mind, Shen Jiezhu shook her head quickly.

Impossible, impossible. If the little ghost is really released, won’t the innocent disciples present be in trouble?

All the disciples arrived for this competition, but not all of them had the ability to see and subdue ghosts.

Let alone anything else, Lee Yoo Na, who sneaked into the competition venue at some point and is now hiding behind So Jin, wearing a hat and lowering her head, sneaking around and not daring to let herself be seen... definitely doesn't have that ability.

If she were a ghost, the first person she would attack would be a little white like her.

What you think will come true.

The more Shen Jiezhu denied her judgment, the more the little ghost actually ran out from the gap between the tiles next to her.

The Feng Shui change was successful.

The little devil really came.

Eight little ghosts gathered from eight directions and rushed towards the disciples on the stage.

Everyone had expected this, and they all took out their weapons and started fighting.

There were many disciples, so the fight didn't take much effort. Soon, five little ghosts were captured, leaving only three on the field.

Surrounded by so many metaphysical masters, the little ghosts already knew that they could neither run away nor fight back, so they simply surrendered and walked out in shame.

The disciples were whispering to each other, feeling smug, but Lee Yoona was the only one who looked at the chaos in front of her with a confused look on her face.

She just felt a little cold and something was beside her.

"Suzhen, what are you doing?" She asked Suzhen in a low voice, not daring to let others hear.

"Oh, I forgot you can't see it. A little devil was just released, and the brothers are collecting it. Well, it's over now. Don't be afraid, I'm here, I will protect you..."

Suzhen was halfway through her words when she suddenly felt a slight chill on the left side of her face. Instantly, the alarm went off in her mind.

Subconsciously, she pulled Lee Yoo Na to the empty seat next to her.

Snap!

The chair they had just sat on broke into pieces in an instant.

This attacking power is from a demon with blood on his hands, and it has not yet been tamed!

Those three guys just now seemed like good people. How could this happen? Are they pretending?

Feeling the cold air approaching from behind, Suzhen pulled out a peach wood sword from her arms and swung it backhandedly.

My wrist was aching and the peach wood sword shattered into pieces.

"Suzhen!"

Cries of surprise rang out. An Shang, who was closest to them, rushed forward immediately, followed closely by Ji Chang Hyun and others. They had just taken two steps when they were stopped by the other two little ghosts.

Three old evil ghosts who had committed crimes, had the blood of many people on their hands, and were filled with evil spirits. They disguised themselves as little ghosts, and one of them could beat four or five others.

In order to avoid Lee Yoona being noticed, Suzhen chose a small corner where no one would notice her, which resulted in no one having time to help her.

The evil ghost approached and stretched out his bloody hand in front of Suzhen's astonished sight.

"Su Zhen, protective talisman!!"

When Director Che Chengzheng cried out in surprise, Suzhen immediately took out a talisman. Unfortunately, her skill level was not high enough, and the talisman she drew was not strong enough to defeat the evil spirit.

In just one move, the amulet was completely ruined.

Suzhen fell to the ground, looked up at the hand getting closer and closer to her, and her grip on Lee Yoona's hand suddenly tightened.

"Suzhen..."

Just when that hand was about to grab her neck...

Bang!

The evil ghost suddenly froze, and the next second, fire started on his body, starting from his calves and spreading upwards. The fire quickly engulfed him, leaving only a terrified and painful face, which was mutilated in the fire.

“Aaaaaaaaah!”

Being burned to death is one of the most painful ways for a ghost. Suzhen was sweating profusely, holding her chest and gasping for breath. All she could see before her was the horrifying face of the evil ghost.

"Phew! I'm actually fine..."

Ding bells.

When the fire was burnt out, a copper plate fell to the ground with an exceptionally crisp sound.

Among so many people present, only one person used the copper plate, and that was... Shen Jiezhu.

All kinds of eyes gathered on the stage. Shen Jiezhu was sitting in her seat with a particularly ugly expression. Her dark pupils were full of anger, and her voice was particularly gloomy when she spoke.

"Yellow Springs Law, if a ghost attacks a living person, their soul will be shattered!"

This short sentence struck everyone's heart hard, and the other two evil spirits immediately surrendered in fear.

"We didn't do it on purpose, Master, please spare our lives. He forced us to do it. We had no choice but to agree to him pretending..."

Shen Jiezhu's face was full of impatience, and she obviously didn't want to listen to their nonsense: "Why, these two won't want me to take action too? Did you come here just to watch the show?"

Her words were ambiguous, as if she was talking to her disciples or to the directors, but she also felt like she was talking to other people.

An Sang, Chi Changxian and others exchanged glances and were about to take action.

But the two evil spirits suddenly started to burn and they couldn't get close at all.

What is going on?

Shen Jiezhu didn't take any action, so who did it?

clang!

There was a muffled sound, and two people suddenly appeared behind Shen Jiezhu.

Covered from head to toe in a black robe, the identity of the person in this attire is very obvious.

"It's the messenger from the underworld!" The disciples of the Wizarding Academy had seen their costumes before, so they quickly recognized them and shouted loudly.

"So there really are underworld messengers in this world! I thought it was all nonsense."

"Last time I heard about the messenger from the underworld, I thought it was a lie from the guys at the wizard house, but I never thought it was actually true!"

"So Master Shen was talking to the underworld messenger just now... Her tone was really aggressive, wouldn't the underworld messenger be angry?"

"I heard that Master Shen and the underworld messenger have a very good relationship. How could the underworld messenger be angry with her? Look at them standing behind Master Shen now, like elementary school students being scolded, not daring to say a word."

"Oh my god, who is Master Shen? I heard rumors before that she is King Yan..."

…

"Third brother! Sixth brother! Long time no see, I missed you so much! Come and give me a hug!"

The disciples who had a good relationship with the third and sixth brothers immediately rushed over and were about to give them a loving hug, but the two messengers of the underworld immediately backed away.

They were not the third and sixth children, they were the nineteenth and the twenty. The third and sixth children were being scolded by King Yan and had no time to come over, so they had to come.

Unexpectedly, they escaped King Yan, but they could not escape this living King Yan.

Those two were scolded in the underworld, and they were scolded in the world of the living.

A brother and a sister, they are really a family, they have the same temper, it's really scary!

They were just about to take action, but they were a step too slow and ended up offending her. How pitiful.

"I'm sorry, it's all our fault. Don't be angry. We will pay more attention next time!"

The two apologized very experiencedly and straightforwardly, without any hesitation, as if they had offended her in the underworld before.

Shen Jiezhu really appreciates sincerity.

"Ahem, since you are so nice, let it go this time. But you are indeed negligent in letting the evil ghost out. Why don't you just stay here and help? If the situation like just now happens again, you..."

Nineteen stepped forward very sensibly and said, "Don't worry, sister. We are in charge of the safety of these people. With us here, there will be no accidents!"

Shen Jiezhu had a strange expression: "I believe you, but can you take a look, your crying stick poked my arm..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sister! I'm sorry, it's okay, I'll rub it for you, hahahaha, sister..."

Shen Jiezhu clenched her fists: "Don't say anything, I'm afraid I can't help but hit you, stay away from me, the farther the better!"

Nineteen retreated a hundred meters without saying anything, waved at her from a distance and shouted: "Sister! Do you think this distance is suitable?"

"Further."

Three hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

Nineteen is already on the opposite table.

"Sister, is this... okay...?"

The whole venue echoed with his voice, and Shen Jiezhu's mouth twitched: "Alright, alright."

"Okay!"

The disciple who had just tried to hold the child back unsuccessfully returned to the center of the field, nudged An Shang with his shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, why do I feel that the third and sixth brothers are acting strange? They were so calm before, why do they act like fools today?"

An Shang made a shooing gesture towards him, asking him not to talk about it for the time being.

The latter reacted immediately, nodded and stepped aside.

Shen Jiezhu finally found time to visit Suzhen and Lee Yoona. They were both very brave and recovered well from the shock they had just received. Suzhen was telling Lee Yoona what had just happened, and Lee Yoona was very excited.

The two of them were very loud.

"Really? So exciting? I was wondering why you suddenly fell to the ground?"

"Just kidding, my sister is amazing! This is her normal routine, calm down!"

"Hahaha, you don't know, Shen Jiezhu is my biological sister!"

Shen Jiezhu:???

When did I get a younger sister? How come I didn't know?

After a long time, Li Youna's words became more and more outrageous, and Shen Jiezhu finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke helplessly.

"Yuna, Suzhen, both of you bring up the copper plate and sit next to me, it's safer..."

Before Shen Jiezhu finished her words, a disciple hurried over.

"Director, President Quan, President Jiang and President An are here..."

Hearing this, several curators looked at each other in surprise and stood up from their seats.

How did they get here?

They had never participated in the Disciple Competition before, but this time...

Che Chengzheng took a second look at Shen Jiezhu and had a rough idea in his mind. Needless to say, their target was definitely not them, but Zhuzhu.

"Come in!"

The director of the fortune-telling shop responded, and his disciples immediately ran down to greet them. Soon, a group of people appeared at the entrance of the empty venue.

They were all wearing black dresses, without any jewelry, and their expressions were solemn and serious. If you didn’t know them, you would think they were attending someone’s funeral…

Shen Jiezhu swallowed silently, and really wanted to call Quan Zhilong to help them match...

Kwon Ji-yong's clothes are so expensive!