Urban God-level Selection System

Chapter 1281: Scold



"You have spent most of your life on my investment, and I haven't seen a return! In short, if you don't have any money, you need only one for your mother!"

After speaking, the phone was hung up over there.

They have no money, so naturally they can't take the train back. Zhang Wanlin asked Zhang Daoshan what to do. Zhang Daoshan curled up his beard and said, "How do you think the Sanqiu Daoist came?"

Zhang Wanlin widened his eyes, "No way, let me walk?"

Zhang Daoshan said, "Your physique is just for exercise."

Zhang Wanlin's face suddenly became bitter gourd, and he couldn't cry even if he wanted to cry.

It takes a day and a night to take a train from here to M City, so when do you have to walk?

Zhang Wanlin asked: "Then what shall we eat on the road?"

Without money, you can't buy food on the road.

"Naturally I bought it with money."

"Where is the money?"

"Fortune-telling all the way."

So a few people set off, and Zhang Wanlin took the map in hand and walked in the forefront.

Before he left, he didn't give up. He searched the inside and outside of the house, only to find out a few crumpled sheets of ten dollars, a total of thirty, he thought, probably it was the private money of his father.

Sorry dad! On the way, Zhang Daoshan really put on Dao robes to count his name, and Ye Sanqiu and the three of them meditated beside.

When the fortune-teller asked about these three people, Zhang Daoshan introduced: "Don't look at this man as old, but he is my apprentice. He was already 60 years old when he became a teacher. Look now, even if he is 80 years old, he still So spirit!"

The man nodded joyfully.

Zhang Daoshan again talked about Mo Sangui: "This person is my second apprentice. He was short and thin before. Since he followed me, he has grown up like a seedling, and he looks like this."

That person is even more happy.

If it hadn't been said before, Mo Sangui's violent temper would explode.

Zhang Daoshan talked about Ning Shuiqing again: "This girl is just one of my youngest apprentices. She used to be ugly, but now you see, she is slim and beautiful."

That person praised, wonderful, wonderful.

Ning Shuiqing cast a glance at Zhang Daoshan, but said nothing.

At this time Zhang Wanlin came and shouted: "Dao Master, your runes are really effective, and I really won a boy."

So he offered money, "Dao Master, the family is too poor, please laugh at this point, if you point out my future, I will pay a lot of money in the future!"

"Good, good."

Zhang Daoshan picked up the eight-character Hu.

The man said anxiously: "I came first, I should ask first."

Zhang Wanlin said, "In terms of getting up early, I am a few days earlier than you!"

The two had a dispute, which attracted countless people onlookers.

Zhang Daoshan said, "You have already counted it once, so you should let him come first."

When things reached this point, Zhang Wanlin naturally pushed the boat along smoothly.

Soon, with the first fortune teller, there was the second, and the third. There were all kinds of problems.

"When will I meet true love?"

"One million in what number do I buy?"

"How can I make **** stars fall in love with me?"

and many more.

Zhang Daoshan was used to deceiving people, making up his mind, and none of those people came home unhappily.

A lot of money went into his pocket.

Suddenly there was a loud shout from the crowd, and only a few people in police uniforms were running towards this side.

Zhang Wanlin and Zhang Daoshan hurriedly put away their things, and Mo Sangui, who was despising the two of them, asked, "What's the matter?"

"What's wrong, the city management is here!"

Shouted Zhang Wanlin.

In the past few days, Zhang Wanlin and others have been "swaggering and cheating" on the road like this. They have made a lot of money and could have made more. However, Zhang Daoshan said that the maximum amount of 500 a day is the most. .

Mo Sangui talked aside: "You still know what you know."

With money, you will naturally have to eat and drink on the days when you are sleeping and eating.

A few people went to the self-service hot pot restaurant. The spicy flavor in the shop was so hot that people could not open their eyes. The shop was full of people, which shows how good the business is.

Zhang Daoshan chose a plate of fruit and ate it himself, but Zhang Wanlin hurriedly brought in a lot of cut meat.

When the meal was started, the three of Ye Sanqiu did not move their chopsticks, and Zhang Wanlin was puzzled: "You also have your credit for making money. Why don't you eat it?"

Mo Sanhui said, "We should avoid eating meat for the sake of cultivation."

However, his eyes glanced at the boiling oil soup in the hot pot, swallowed secretly, and said: "And don't get involved with us when you make the money, we just drop in and work with you. If the drought is eliminated, We will leave too."

Zhang Wanlin saw his gluttony and understood in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

"Then since you don't eat it, there is a lot left in this pot, which is really a waste."

Mo Sangui swallowed again.

Mo Sanhui and Ning Shuiqing could only eat fruit, and even the fruit was cautious, for fear that it might be stained with any oiliness.

Ye Sanqiu closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard it.

Zhang Daoshan said: "Three autumns are long, it's okay to eat some fruits."

Ye Sanqiu said, "This cultivation has reached the realm of absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, and usually only needs to eat some fruits every few days."

Zhang Wanlin was impressed, if he continued to practice, wouldn't he never eat?

Thinking about it again, Lazard didn't need it anymore, and there was no need to worry about finding a toilet when going out in the future.

Zhang Wanlin took a lot of ingredients, and thought that there might be a lot of ingredients left in the end, but it turned out that it was not enough, so he took some more to fill his stomach.

Although Ye Sanqiu relied on his spiritual energy to maintain his three meals a day, he also had a problem. Usually he was in primitive places such as high mountains and deep forests, where the nature had not been destroyed and his spiritual energy was abundant.

But in this city, you can't see the woods, let alone the mountains. Where can I find Reiki?

Therefore, he has to eat.

On the morning of the second day, Ye Sanqiu was scolded.

It turned out that he wanted to use talisman paper for some fruits. As usual, this talisman paper not only exorcises evil spirits and avoids disasters, but even wears them for a long time to keep fit, but the aunt doesn’t know the goods and thinks the old man is playing tricks on her. "You silly old man, lied to me?"

How could Ye Sanqiu have been scolded like this in his life? It’s too late to be respected. He couldn’t hold back his face immediately, and his apprentice Mo Sanhui said on behalf of the master: “If you don’t change it, you won’t change it. You didn’t steal or rob it. Who are you scolding!"

The old lady was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she cursed, "My old lady scolded me, why can you keep me from swearing?

Come if you want to fight! "

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his sturdy and furry arms.

"you!"

Mo Sangui really gave the auntie a lot of energy, if it hadn't been for Ning Shuiqing to hold him in time, maybe the two would have already pinched him.

He finally followed Ye Sanqiu angrily.

The aunty cursed at the back: "I look like a dog, but I've come to cheat and kidnap it! It's a bitch!"

Mo Sangui was still angry, Zhang Wanlin smiled and said, "The more you do this, the more you lose your master's face, you know?"

"How did I lose my master's face?"

Mo San regretted, after finishing speaking, he wanted to understand, and he didn't say any more.

Afterwards, Zhang Wanlin bought some fruits for Ning Shuiqing and said, "Give it to your master."

"Thank you."

"Your voice is too small, I can't hear it."

"I said, thank you!"

"Well, the voice is a little louder this time, I heard it, but how can you say it so insincere?"

Ning Shuiqing put a sword on his neck and asked, "Is this sincere?"