Spiritualist

Chapter 221: Rickety ascetic monk

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Ten seconds later, Xu Fulong's nervous words came: "Brother Du, it's really you, are you okay? The Jiang family convoy was attacked and your whereabouts are unknown. I've been distraught these days. Fortunately, God bless you. You are all right. Ah, this is really..."

Xu Fulong was like a resentful woman, talking endlessly.

"Shut up and listen to me carefully."

I yelled impatiently. There are definitely not many people in the world who ask for help as I am.

"Uh...? Brother Du, you said, I'm listening." Xu Fulong lowered his voice again.

"I was hunted down and killed forever. You don't need to ask more. I will tell you the details later. Now, I have something to ask you for help."

"Brother Du, don't hesitate to tell me if you have something to do. Whether it's going up to the sword or down to the sea of fire, Xu Fulong has nothing to say."

I can't laugh or cry, how come this squad talks so much

"You don't need to take the risk, but I need to use money, ten million, you transfer to this account... I and Yuru both dare not use our own cards for fear of being tracked down. When the situation subsides, I will Repay the money with interest.

May as well tell you the truth, Jiang Zhao is the one who will kill me, so the transfer must be kept confidential, if Jiang Zhao learns about it, I will be in danger, do you understand. "

"What, Jiang Zhao, your sister? How could it be possible?" Xu Fulong was taken aback. "Brother Du, don't worry, I will do this secretly, and I will definitely not be heard by Jiang Zhao, but is ten million enough? I'll transfer 50 million to you."

Xu Fulong immediately guaranteed.

"No, only ten million, don't make more, I can't afford it."

My heart shuddered, how much money is this prodigal thing, fifty million come casually

Your sister, compared to my monthly salary of three or four thousand for repairing a car, why did I have the urge to punch her to death

"Okay, okay, it's only ten million, but it's not a loan, it's me to support you." Xu Fulong changed his statement.

"Fuck the calf, I have borrowed and repaid, do you treat me as a beggar?" I growled angrily.

"Oh, don't be angry with Brother Du, yes, even if it is loaned to you, you can be stubborn."

Xu Fulong could only take back the words.

The friends who listened to me and Xu Fulong with their ears in the side stared at me with complicated eyes.

I'm afraid, this is the first time they have seen such an arrogant borrower, right? Ash grandson

Like a child, there are still joking and wanting to catch up with the child to send money

People are more popular than others, that's the moment.

"Okay, do your business well, I'll hang up first." I angrily removed the wooden head and motioned to Mo Qi Shao to cut off the phone.

The big-headed acne boy turned off the call, and then stared at me with a high mountain looking upright. This is so hot, it's almost the same as when he saw Liu Aiwen.

"What do you think of me doing that? There are no flowers on my face?"

I irritably gave Mo Qi burned a sentence.

"Brother Du, you will be my boss in the future, and the little brother will mix with you, nothing else, you always don't want 10 million, just transfer it to the little brother, I don't think it is hot."

The shamelessness of Mo Qishao refreshed my understanding of him.

"How far are you to die!"

I was almost blown up by him.

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed.

"The old man is out, Xiaodu, do you estimate when that person can beat ten million in?"

Gong Zhong held up his card.

"At most half an hour." I estimated, and I am still very confident in Xu Fulong's efficiency in doing things.

"That's good, you wait at home, pay attention, don't damage my darlings, I will come back as soon as possible. I have placed restrictions on the surroundings, and ordinary mages can't find you. You little ghosts, don't go out to be monsters."

The palace focused on 1.2 thousand gold and blood bamboo peaches.

Well, ghost masters like Blood Bamboo Peach have been called little ghosts? I didn't see the blood bamboo peach getting angry.

"Yes." We replied respectfully.

Gong Zhong put on the washed, faded, old robe that was all patches, took the card, and went out.

As soon as he left, the pressure was swept away, everyone casually found a place to rest, chatting in twos and threes, waiting for him to come back.

The black curtains are so tight that they won't be hurt by the sun. Besides, the surroundings of this building are full of yin air, this kind of environment is very suitable for ghosts to stay.

Today’s midnight is Jiang Zihuai’s end point, and my seven souls were close to three days away at that time. This is a big day that concerns the life and death of Jiang Zihuai and me.

"The old man has the ability, and I still don't know how deep his magic power is, but he is definitely an expert with a wide range of connections. He knows such an outstanding person, how can he treat himself so harshly?"

The blood bamboo peach sat next to me, looked around, suddenly felt.

Ning Yuru is sitting on the other side of me, using silver

He folded the piece of ingots, and heard the words of the blood bamboo peach, without lifting his head, he said, "Uncle Shi, his old man belongs to the ascetic monk, just like the ascetic monk in the Buddhist sect. It is a way of practice. Sharpen your mind to a certain extent. Now, there is no high requirement for life, just be alive."

"Actually, I don't understand why the uncle masters penance? This is the most painful way of Taoist cultivation. I think his old man has his own difficulties."

"So that's it." Xue Zhutao retracted his eyes, grabbed some gold paper, and learned Ning Yuru's technique to stack the ingot.

I looked anxiously, raised my wooden hand in the shape of a'round ball' and looked at it.

"Damn Mo Qiyao, when I made the wooden puppets, I was very careful and gave me a pair of clever wooden hands. His ancestors eight generations I can use paper to fold them out!"

Flickering, six or seven hours passed.

It was already black at night, and it was gradually approaching the critical time point, and we hadn't seen the palace return yet, and we couldn't hold back our breath, and we walked around the house.

Ning Yuru's face was full of anxiety, and from time to time she opened the curtains to look outside, but there was still no figure of her uncle.

"Brother Du, what can I do if I miss the time? Really, Gong Lao slept until noon, if I get up early, would I have plenty of time?"

Mo Qishao walked back and forth and couldn't help complaining.

"Abandon the burning, keep your breath, Gong Lao is a person with a good heart, and won't miss the time."

I am actually very anxious, but I can only soothe Mo Qiyao.

The Peony ghost girl in front of the window screamed: "Look, I'm back."

When she yelled, we all squeezed to the window and opened the curtains to look out. We saw Gong Zhong, like a thief, carrying a canvas bag, turning his head, and looking around the environment.

After confirming that he was not being followed, he rushed into the building.

Don't look at him crouching, but the speed of this movement is so fast, I feel that there is a flower in front of me, and the person is gone. It can be seen how fast Gongju's movement is.

After a few seconds, the door opened.

Gong Zhong slipped in silently and closed the door of the room. He took a deep breath, turned to look at us, and raised the canvas bag ostentatiously, with a triumphant expression on his old face.

Seeing his expression, our eyes were all focused on the canvas bag, and we knew that the good things were in the bag.

(End of this chapter)