I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 1635: Eighth uncle, lend me 50 billion

Transfer the funds to Chang'e Fairy.

The news from the fairy who received the transfer revealed a lot of panic.

Even with her indifferent temperament, she also sent three lines of horrified expressions to Xin Zhao on the chat box, which is enough to show how shocked she was.

20 billion!
This is a huge sum of money, and Xin Zhao has prepared it in such a short time.

Xin Zhao: If you need money, just say it!
Now Xin Zhao is rich and powerful.

Transferring 20 billion to Fairy Chang'e, he still has more than one billion in funds.

Borrow the holy mountain? !

On the way to borrow, I had to worry about it. If I was caught, I would be hit with a hammer, and I might be crushed to death by the powerful people of the holy mountain.

How can it be as easy as knocking on Taibaijinxing.

There is no risk, and a large amount of evidence is left behind, which can be used later when there is a shortage of spiritual stones.Xin Zhao probably didn't drain him dry this time.

Having been a general manager in the Immortal Realm for tens of millions of years, the treasury is absolutely sufficient!
"Ling'er, I have to give you a credit this time." Xin Zhao raised his hand and pinched Ling'er's face, unexpectedly she was able to hack into Taibai Jinxing's communicator along the fairy net.

This should be the legendary past along the network cable!
"Whee!"

I am very happy to be able to help Zhao Xin Linger.

The problem of the Moon Palace Group has been solved, but there are actually more difficult problems for Xin Zhao, such as the news about Su Yuxin and the others.

If you reply, it will definitely take a lot of time.

Xin Zhao didn't want to be affected by other things in the middle, if he disappeared midway, it would definitely make Su Yuxin and the others more anxious, so he wanted to explain to them when he was resting at night.

Subconsciously looking out of the window, Xin Zhao suddenly noticed that Wuhu seemed to be talking to Xiaoman about something?
Listen sideways.

"..."

Uncle Eight, I really belong to you!

Xin Zhao is now at the level of a Martial King, and his hearing is very keen. As long as he concentrates, he can hear clearly even a hundred meters away.

Seeing that Xiaoman seemed to be brainwashed, Xin Zhao hurriedly opened the door.

"how?"

The brilliance of money is shining in Wuhu's small eyes.

This time, he went to the holy mountain to borrow pills for Xin Zhao, which made him really feel the attention he received, and he had to start thinking about bringing newcomers.

Otherwise, it would take two months to go to that bottle of elixir.

The efficiency is too low!

"I……"

Xiaoman moved her lips and opened her mouth slightly, her head was already a little dizzy.

She saw a lot of money!

Countless money had wings and flew into her pocket.

"Xiaoman, don't listen to him."

Xin Zhao grabbed Xiao Man from behind, and Xiao Man, who was immersed in fantasy, also turned her head suddenly, and the dream of the ocean of Lingshi in front of her was instantly shattered.

"Uncle."

Xiaoman, who took half a step back, bowed slightly.

"Xiaoman, you go to practice boxing." Zhao Xin patted Xiaoman's head, and immediately frowned and lowered his voice, "Eighth uncle, you are really there, you are a little kid like Xiaoman. Don't let it go?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Wuhu said with a righteous face.

"What's wrong with me taking her to make money? This little girl was sent to this house since she was a child, which means her family must be poor. I'm taking her out of poverty!"

"How old is she!"

"You don't care how old she is, the younger the better, can Holy Mountain keep an eye on a child?"

"Wow..." Zhao Xin sighed and said, "Eighth Uncle, you are really omnipotent, you can't take the child into the gutter, aren't you letting her go astray? She is so young! What kind of self-control ability is there, what if she develops a habit and only knows how to borrow?"

"That's OK!"

Wu Huhun spread his hands indifferently, and he was very supportive of this.

"Don't you think the eighth uncle's life is not good now? If she can be like your eighth uncle in the future, then she will be considered promising."

"Don't misunderstand your son."

Xin Zhao returned to Shiting with a speechless expression. Wuhu glanced at his back and followed him with a grin.

"Nephew, if you are really afraid that the girl will go astray, why don't you do it with me. I've done it a little bit. Seventh Mountain just brought back a batch of good treasures a while ago, and their ancestors went there again a while ago. At Xihuang's place, the two of us will go to the Seventh Mountain to make a big deal, and the guarantee is estimated to be tens of billions."

"hiss!"

Xin Zhao took a breath after hearing this.

"so much?"

"What do you think, my great nephew!" Wuhu thought that Xin Zhao was a little tempted, and hit the railway while it was hot, "This is still guaranteed. If you are lucky, tens of billions are not impossible. The Qizhen Pavilion in the Seventh Mountain The location is very bad. I have always suspected that they didn’t pay attention to me. They haven’t changed locations for many years. After going to the seventh mountain, we will go to the ninth mountain. They have a map of Zhenshan Qiankun. All the treasures are released, your eighth uncle can see and make a small opening, as long as we two come down this way, 500 billion is safe!"

"That's quite a lot." Xin Zhao said in surprise.

"Yup!"

"Hey, eighth uncle, you have borrowed in Penglai for so many years, have you become rich?"

"Need to say?" Wuhu patted himself on the waist, "Your eighth uncle dare not say that he is the richest man in Penglai, but he can also break the top ten in the wealth rankings. Your eighth uncle is a god."

"Wow, how many spirit stones do you have, Uncle Eighth?"

"How do you say this?" Wuhu raised his head and pondered for a long time and said, "Hundreds of billions can be taken out. Let me tell you this. Your eighth uncle goes to the auction house in Sanhuangwudi Mountain. The auction house can light the lamps. As long as he lights the lamps, he doesn't care. No matter how high the price offered by others, you will end up buying it at a price that is [-]% higher than the highest price. The light bulb in front of your eighth uncle can light up from beginning to end. When I go to the auction, it is almost my own personal performance. "

"Wow!"

Xin Zhao's eyes were full of surprise.

Wuhu pinched her waist with both hands, enjoying Xin Zhao's adoring eyes.

"Nephew, don't envy the eighth uncle, you have inherited the legacy of the eighth uncle, and you will be the richest man in Penglai from now on."

"I can be the richest man!" Xin Zhao was stunned.

"Be a little bit more diligent, isn't the richest man so simple?" Wuhu shrugged, "Your eighth uncle is just too lazy. I have no interest in the richest man. I'm not interested in the richest man. Let me tell you, your eighth uncle doesn’t love money at all. In my eyes, money is just a bunch of numbers. Even if I own a spiritual mountain, so what if I own a top-quality spiritual stone vein, they are all external things. It’s just a passing cloud.”

"Eighth uncle, your ideological realm is really too high."

Xin Zhao gave a thumbs up, with a look of admiration on his face, "Nephew admires you, I'll drink this cup of tea!"

Holding the teacup, Xin Zhao drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

Wuhu still looked disapproving.

"Eldest nephew, after you stay with the eighth uncle for a long time, you will know that your eighth uncle is actually the kind of person who is very indifferent to fame and fortune."

"The eighth uncle, Gao Yi."

Xin Zhao personally poured Wuhu a cup of tea, and Wuhu reached out to catch the tea.

"Gao Yi, your eighth uncle is definitely... evil. From now on, you can taste it slowly by yourself. After getting along for a long time, you will know what kind of person your eighth uncle is. In fact, it's because the world doesn't understand your eighth uncle. , They are not in the ideological realm, so they slander your eighth uncle outside."

"I can feel it."

Xin Zhao nodded solemnly, then rubbed his hands with a sneer.

"Uncle Eight, can I discuss something with you?"

"Tell me, tell me generously, your father and I are sworn brothers, and you are my great nephew. If you want to be polite to your eighth uncle, just say what you want to say." Wu Hu estimated that it was Zhao Xin who was persuaded by him. Yes, I want him to take it to the holy mountain to touch it.He happily took a sip from the tea cup, and immediately heard Xin Zhao cough lightly, "Can you lend me some spiritual stones? It's not much, 50 billion is enough!"

"puff……"

Before he could swallow a sip of tea, Wuhu spit it all out and spat.

"What tea, why are you still burning your mouth!"

(End of this chapter)