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Killing himself would not be possible, Laojun would not let the boy of gold and silver beat himself to death, and let his investment go to waste.

But judging by Jinyin Boy's posture, he would definitely beat himself up until one Buddha came out of his body, two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and three Buddhas blossomed before he would stop.

Being beaten up by a child is a bit embarrassing even thinking about it.

About two quarters of an hour later, Long Zhenjun calculated that with the strength of those three people's feet, they should have arrived at the Yuanzi Dojo in Dixian Town long ago, and they must have ginseng fruit to entertain them.

He immediately got up and put the futon he was sitting on into his pocket.

Then, another big purge.

And except for the Bagua furnace, everything that can be moved has been moved away.

This time, he was not so frantic that he even took away the quilt and insoles of the King of Golden Horn and King of Silver Horn. Instead, he returned what was taken away last time.

Without him, this is not a treasure, and it is of no use to him.

Moreover, the bed boards were removed, and the floor was made, and there were two quilts, so they must be softer, right?

Rumble!

Attempts to remove the gossip furnace again were fruitless.

This time Zhenjun Long is determined, the Taishang Laojun has imposed the prohibition of a saint on the Bagua furnace.

Otherwise, what kind of spiritual treasure is there, or is it that I am a fighting golden fairy, which cannot be shaken?

I went out and took a look. This time, the words "Dousita Palace" were written on the forehead of the door, not on the door plaque.

Zhenjun Long was a little disappointed, and returned to Tushita Palace.

Looking around again, he found that there seemed to be nothing to take away, so he began to sit on the ground, took out a piece of cloth beside the bed of the gold and silver boy, transformed into a pen, and began to think.

Then, it seemed that the counting was finished, Long Zhenjun wrote on the cloth:

"IOU

Today, I, Ao Qing, temporarily borrow from the Tushi Palace:

Three futons, three sets of nine seats, two desks, two bed boards (erased), two nail clippers, ear picks, small scissors, tweezers, and files, eight unknown melons and fruits, There are 160 and eight golden pills of various kinds, three purple gold gourds for golden pills, eight and a half pieces of firewood (half of which has been burned, pretending to be half), five paintings and calligraphy, and a set of tableware and tea sets..."

Eloquently, after recording all the things he took away, Long Zhenjun bit the tip of the pen, thought for a while, and wrote again.

"One piece of cloth (for writing IOUs, count it as mine), eight bundles of fodder for green cattle (there are ten bundles in total, only eight of which are taken, and two bundles are reserved for the daily food of green cattle)."

After reading it again from the beginning to the end, Long Zhenjun felt very satisfied, as if there was nothing missing, except for the ink ball, everything was clearly written on it.

The reason why the "bed board" was erased and "bed" was written is because Long Zhenjun thought of himself, and even took away the bed beams that support the bed board, and writing only the bed board is a bit dishonest and suspected of taking advantage of others , so erase it and write "bed".

In addition, I am very kind, and I count this cloth on my own head, and I don't want the creditor to suffer a little loss. This is really an extreme display of the spirit of contract.

Alas, I'm really too kind and too strong, I have to correct it in the future.

Otherwise, in this world where people cannibalize, rob, and deceive others, it would be a bit out of place, and it would be too easy to suffer and be calculated by others.

After deeply reflecting on his own shortcomings, Long Zhenjun wrote at the end of the cloth:

"Obligee: Ao Qing

Creditors: the benefactors of Tushita Palace

Borrowing Date: Today

Repayment date: to be determined

Specially present this receipt as proof

on this. "

Checked it out.

It was found to be perfect, nothing was wrong.

Long Zhenjun pressed this piece of cloth on the wall of Tushita Palace, so that the creditor could see it when he came back.

It avoids the situation of being treated as waste cloth and being accidentally destroyed.

I am really a strong and caring dragon.

Alas, if everyone in the Three Realms is like me, how far will it be when the world is unified and the doors are closed.

Long Zhenjun clapped his hands, and walked towards the door in satisfaction.

Little did he know that when he pasted the "IOU", the corners of the mouths of the snoring Qingniu outside the door, and the Taishang Laojun who was sitting and discussing Taoism at the Yuanzi Dojo in Dixian Town could not help but twitch.

As for the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, they haven't discovered that Zheng and Qingfeng Mingyue are having a great time playing.

Because as long as Long Zhenjun is still in the Tushita Palace, he will be concealed by the Taishang Laojun. Under the sage, no trace of him can be found.

Otherwise, as soon as Taishang Laojun left, if other people could figure out the trace of Long Zhenjun and he was in Tushita Palace, wouldn't they drag Laojun himself into the water?

Strutting out of the door, he saw the ten bundles of hay that Qing Niu Jing had by the courtyard.

Long Zhenjun did not sneak around this time, on the contrary, he was very confident and went to collect eight bundles of fodder.

Not one more!

Spirit of Contract!

Say eight bundles, eight bundles!

And Qingniu, why are you snoring louder and louder? I am doing things according to the contract, and everything is in compliance with the rules and regulations!

Do you still want to take it back?

Then is there still the law of the king, is there still justice in the way of heaven?

The forage that the green cattle eat is a good thing.

Although he didn't know what kind of spiritual herb it was, but looking at the golden and silver boy, sometimes when he was feeding the green bull essence, he would also eat a couple of mouthfuls, and after feeling the abundant spiritual power in it, Zhenjun Long knew it was a good thing.

Rare in the Three Realms!

Otherwise, why would the dignified one-horned demon sage, the master who defeated the Buddha's fallen flower and flowing water in a fight, be willing to be treated as a livestock and fed on grass for thousands of years?

Not because it's a good thing!

Just any one, the quality is many times higher than that of Wannian ginseng!