Wen Qi blinked and said nothing, but his meaning was very clear: he still wanted to listen.

Feng Ce couldn't help laughing, "The lord that Xuye worships is the King of Equality, one of the ten hall masters. He has now been thrown into hell and imprisoned at the bottom, and will never be able to reincarnate."

Wen Qi's eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his hand to cover the exclamation that was about to come out of his mouth, and whispered in shock, "The hall master who once managed hell is now suppressed in hell. You are really cruel."

Feng Ce raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued without comment: "In fact, he was punished so quickly because of the Ghost Emperor behind him. I thought that King Pingdeng would give the Ghost Emperor away when the verdict was made, but I didn't expect him to remain silent from beginning to end and accept all the charges."

Wen Qi sighed, and then asked curiously: "Which one of the four ghost emperors is it?"

"Western Ghost Emperor." Feng Ce's expression was indifferent. "As long as he still has ambitions, I will catch him sooner or later."

Wen Qi nodded in agreement.

After chatting for a while, the two went home. It was not good to occupy other people's lounge all the time, especially since Liu Ran basically regarded this place as his home. I didn't feel it when I was sleeping before, but after waking up, I always felt like I was occupying someone else's nest.

Feng Ce went home, took a shower, changed into a suit, and went to the company. He hadn't been to the company for several days and had a lot of things piled up, so he was busy these days.

Wen Qi had some free time, so he thought about it and decided to go back to the Feng family's old house to visit Old Man Feng, and then by chance he met Old Man Xing again.

When Old Xing saw her, his eyes lit up and he quickly called out, "Come here, Xiaoqi! Grandpa Xing wants to thank you very much!"

Wen Qi walked over and sat down in the empty seat next to the tea table, smiling and saying, "It looks like there is good news."

Mr. Xing nodded repeatedly, with an irrepressible smile between his eyebrows, "Xing Kai is getting married!"

Wen Qi understood that the woman must be pregnant, otherwise Xing Kai, a playboy, would not agree to get married so easily. "Are you satisfied, bride?"

"Satisfied!" Mr. Xing said with a smile, "She is the granddaughter of an old comrade of mine. She has a good personality and is good at work. She can control Xing Kai."

Mr. Feng finally found an opportunity to interject, "What does the woman do?"

Mr. Xing said proudly: "Special police!"

Wen Qi and Mr. Feng looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. The latter nodded and said, "Xing Kai is a child with a volatile personality. It's time to find someone to take good care of him."

Wen Qi poured a cup of tea for Mr. Xing and said casually, "Congratulations. May your family live in peace and happiness in the future."

Mr. Xing felt happy after hearing this. He didn't even bother to taste the tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Old Master Feng was a little envious and sighed, "Xiao Qi, can you also calculate for me whether I can hold my great-grandson before I die?"

Wen Qi's expression froze, and he laughed dryly, "Grandpa, a celestial master cannot tell his own fortune. When Feng Xiao comes back, I will immediately urge him to get married and have children! He's almost thirty! Why doesn't he hurry up?"

She seemed to be getting angrier and angrier as she spoke, and she stood up and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I'll call him right now! This is too outrageous!" With that, Wen Qi turned around and left.

Seeing this, Mr. Xing laughed out loud, "Things like this should just be left to nature, don't rush!"

Old Master Feng snorted in dissatisfaction. He would have it sooner or later. Even if he died, he would wait until he saw his great-grandchildren before reincarnating! Wen Qi really did what she said. When Feng Xiao came back at night, she caught him and scolded him.

Not only was Feng Xiao not angry, he even blushed a little and said, "I do like a girl recently."

Wen Qi frowned, carefully looked at his face, then looked at his palm, and finally sighed: "It's not the right fate, don't waste your time."

Wen Qi briefly mentioned, "Your true love is not in China."

Feng Xiao's eyes lit up, "Next month I'm going to take my team abroad to compete in Africa!" As he spoke, he suddenly looked terrified, "I won't marry a black wife! I don't mind, but I'm afraid Grandpa can't stand it!"

Wen Qi didn't comment, but just smiled and said, "Fate is indescribable." Sighing, she got up and went back to her room.

Feng Xiao followed her closely, "Sister-in-law, please explain clearly, it can't be really black, right? If you don't tell me, I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight! Maybe I won't be able to sleep for the next few days!"

Wen Qi had already walked to the door of the room. She pushed it open with one hand, patted his shoulder with the other, and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, follow your heart, and let nature take its course." She walked into the room, said good night, and closed the door mercilessly.

Feng Xiao looked at the closed door with a sad face, then turned around and walked away dejectedly.

Wen Qi had a good sleep and got up early the next day for a morning run. He took a shower when he came back and felt refreshed and in great shape.

In the following days, Wen Qi went to the office every day. Watching the empty office being filled up little by little, his sense of accomplishment grew stronger and stronger.

Even after Han Zhen visited the office, Wen Qi negotiated the first order for the rental of magic tools. The Heavenly Master who rented the magic tools was not Han Zhen, but he was also from the Yunhai Heavenly Master Association.

The case that this Taoist priest has been handling recently involves a very slippery ghost that always manages to escape at critical moments, so he really needs a magical tool similar to a net. Coincidentally, Wen Qi has a suitable one here, and it really is a net, or a fishing net.

The rental price is very fair, and the opening promotion is only 6666 a day. Of course, this money can be reimbursed by the association. The association's celestial masters all have a fixed salary, so how can they be willing to spend this money?

After giving the real magic weapon to the Heavenly Master, Wen Qi sent him away with a smile, then turned around and called Feng Ce, happily announcing the good news, and said, "I can already foresee how much our magic weapons will be in short supply after the opening!"

Feng Ce said with a smile: "Thank you, Master Wen Tian, ​​for still thinking of my share."

Wen Qi said modestly: "It's all my responsibility. After all, you provided the magic tools. Without your support, this project would not be possible."

After a few jokes, Feng Ce suddenly asked, "Do you have time these two days?"

"Yes." Wen Qi replied lazily, "I've been very free recently, what's wrong?"

Feng Ce said softly: "Let's take the wedding photos first."

Wen Qi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, "Okay, what time?"

Feng Ce said, "This Saturday, which is the day after tomorrow. The photographer has already made an appointment, and the blogger who captured us before will follow us throughout the process to shoot behind-the-scenes footage."

Wen Qi blinked and said, "It's a bit sudden." Then he pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "You haven't proposed to me yet."

Feng Ce was very straight at this time, "Aren't we already married?"

Wen Qi rolled his eyes and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm hanging up now."

Feng Ce laughed when the call was hung up. He opened the drawer on the right side of his desk and took a look. His eyebrows softened unconsciously. After closing the drawer, he answered the internal line and said in a calm voice: "Contact the Star Picking Station. I want to book the whole place tomorrow night."

Guan Changfeng on the opposite side had a flash of excitement in his eyes and immediately agreed.

This day is finally here!