Kapitel 11: Chapter 11 : Loyal Seafood Lover
In the dimly lit room, the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
Jiang Yi sat aside, panting violently and occasionally vomiting several times. This was Jiang Yi's first time killing someone, and he was uncomfortable mentally and physically.
After half an hour, Jiang Yi finally recovered.
Looking at Liu Feng standing at the bedroom door, Jiang Yi felt sadness. What happened tonight was too sudden, but the final result was beautiful.
At least Jiang Yi was still alive.
After calming his thoughts, Jiang Yi spent an hour packing the middle-aged man's body.
Jiang Yi had no way to dispose of the body now.
Jiang Yi felt no sympathy for this heinous person.
After simply hiding the body, Jiang Yi closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.
In the spirit realm, Jiang Yi looked at the white silk thread spirit with two spirit rings and directly summoned the fortune teller's tarot card.
When the white silk thread spirit came close to the fortune teller's tarot card, it melted directly into the liquid.
The two-hundred-year-old soul rings were also absorbed by the fortune teller's tarot cards.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yi looked a little stunned. No matter how weak the middle-aged man was, his second soul ring should be more than five hundred years old.
Calculating it like this, it seemed to have exceeded the age of the first soul ring!
Danger!
As soon as this idea appeared, Jiang Yi found that his body was getting hot.
A ball of liquid emerged from the fortune teller's tarot cards. The liquid instantly blended into Jiang Yi's body, and a mysterious feeling came over him.
Jiang Yi subconsciously sorted out the information contained in it.
A dark yellow soul ring appeared on Jiang Yi. This soul ring was at least eight hundred years old.
Yu Xiaogang's theory was simply vulnerable at this moment.
The complicated information gradually simplified Jiang Yi's mind, and the original mysterious feeling disappeared.
The pendulum on the fortune teller's card bloomed with a blue-white light, and then only the blue crystal pendulum remained on the tarot card.
The blue crystal sparkled, and the white silk thread was smooth.
Jiang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and his vision changed. It was an ability called spiritual vision.
You could see things people couldn't, such as emotions and physical conditions.
Jiang Yi subconsciously looked at the bottom of the bed, where the middle-aged man's body lay.
His body showed a dead black color, a sign of death.
Jiang Yi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his spiritual vision state disappeared without a trace.
"What a practical ability!"
When using spiritual vision, the consumption was negligible. It was what Jiang Yi was most satisfied with.
After a few simple attempts, Jiang Yi was able to control the switch of the spiritual vision state, although there was still a long way to go before he could control it freely.
But that could be accompanied by using psychic vision, which increases proficiency.
Jiang Yi summoned the fortune teller's tarot cards and carefully examined them.
Unlike ordinary people who need to practice to improve their soul power level, Jiang Yi seems to need to meet certain conditions to digest the energy in his body if he wants to improve his so-called soul power.
Jiang Yi's current soul power level is level 13. According to the information in his mind, when certain conditions were met, the special energy in his body would be absorbed, thus transforming into a pure soul power.
A yellow, hundred-year-old soul ring slowly rose, with a faint hint of purple in the yellow.
Eight hundred years of soul-ringing.
After absorbing the soul ring, Jiang Yi determined the number of years of this soul ring.
"How do I go to the Spirit Hall Palace for certification?"
Jiang Yi, who knew that the jungle on the Douluo continent was full of predators, felt a little sad.
The Spirit Hall Palace was good, but Jiang Yi had no plans to join the force yet.
It meant that the soul master subsidy of one gold soul coin per month was gone.
Oh my God!
What a sad story.
Subconsciously extending his right hand, a blue-white pendulum appeared in Jiang Yi's hand, composed of two martial spirits absorbed by the fortune teller's tarot cards.
Its main function was for divination.
"There will be no danger tonight!"
After summoning the pendulum, Jiang Yi let it hang in the air, silently reciting seven divination words in his heart and then injected soul power into the pendulum.
The pendulum did not move, announcing the success of the divination.
There really would be no danger tonight.
After completing the divination, Jiang Yi put away his pendulum, used his soul power to condense several tarot cards, and placed them in six directions to form a six-pointed star pattern.
With the injection of soul power, a spirit body slowly emerged, and Jiang Yi touched the spirit body with his hand.
A gray mist began to emerge, and the scene in front of Jiang Yi changed.
In a simple but clean room, a middle-aged man was having a friendly exchange with a woman.
"Why did you come here? Where is the pocket money you promised?"
The woman's question was very sharp, even though she only wanted to be ravished.
"Don't worry, I will pay you."
...
The conversation and actions between the two continued, but Jiang Yi ended the channeling directly.
Was this something he could watch for free?
Jiang Yi looked at the dead middle-aged man and finally decided to confirm his suspicion.
"He is a loyal seafood lover."
"All of his money was used to buy abalone!"
After two consecutive fortune tellings, he got a positive answer, and Jiang Yi's doubts were answered.
Although it was a bit far-fetched for a person who loved Abalone so much to see himself making so much money today, it seemed to be explainable.
"Damn masters of time management."
Jiang Yi cursed silently and began to handle the man's body more carefully.
Three hours later, Jiang Yi arrived at an alley in the wealthy area of Notting City.
In the quiet alley, there was the sound of heavy objects falling into the water.
"Dirty people cooperate with dirty sewers."
After sinking the middle-aged man's body into the sewer, Jiang Yi returned home.
Because he became a real fortune teller, Jiang Yi was now in a good mental state, and his physical fitness had improved.
"I won't be discovered!"
After taking out the pendulum and getting a positive answer, Jiang Yi had the opportunity to seriously understand the changes in his body.
Standing in front of the broken mirror, Jiang Yi found that his pupils were surrounded by a blue-white halo.
If you hadn't looked carefully, you wouldn't have noticed it.
"You haven't perfectly controlled the surge in soul power yet."
Jiang Yi had no intention of forcing himself to sleep since he was now extremely energetic and had not adapted to the current level of soul power.
Then practicing was undoubtedly the best choice.
When the morning sun rose, Jiang Yi stood outside the room of the young man with the sapphire, holding a bouquet of wildflowers in his hand.
After praying for three minutes, Jiang Yi put down the flowers and welcomed the new day.
September 7th.
It was Jiang Yi's first day as a real fortune teller, so he naturally needed to treat it with caution.
After spending two copper soul coins to have breakfast, Jiang Yi walked directly towards his stall.
Before he even got close to the stall, Jiang Yi saw two hypocrites, one big and one small.
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