Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

Lin Fan, who was working at the milk tea shop, naturally didn't know the wishful thinking of the Chen family and his son.

At this moment, he had quite a bit of experience in condensing the soul body, and he was feeling complacent when he suddenly noticed that Nuan Nuan, who was lying in his arms, was also imitating himself in condensing the soul body.

And he practiced well.

Lin Fan's eyes almost popped out at that time.

Is this possible?

Come to think of it, this guy used similar methods before and learned the first turn of the Nine-turn Golden Body from himself.

Now he is learning the art of soul cultivation.

Although it's just a rough imitation, it's still [-]-[-]% similar.

Words,

When a cat cultivates its soul body, what will it look like when the soul body finally leaves the body?

Lin Fan suddenly became interested.

Afterwards, he was not stingy in the slightest, just like how 'Sister Lin' had previously taught him his skills. He pointed out and passed the entire chapter on leaving the body to this little guy.

The little guy who was practicing trembled slightly, obviously he had received it, and then he continued to adjust the wrong parts of his cultivation according to the mental method of the chapter on leaving the body.

This understanding made Lin Fan a little envious.

Then he didn't waste any time and continued to study the out-of-body chapter.

No matter what, he can't be compared to a cat.

In this way, one person and one cat continued practicing until dinner time, and it didn't end until Lin Fan noticed one of the 606 animals, Qin Shou, sneaking into the store.

Qin Shou also saw Lin Fan in the store. At that time, he felt quite guilty as if he had been caught as a thief, and his fat face was bright red.

Lin Fan was a little confused at first, but it wasn't until he saw this guy and Mao Li getting together that his expression turned weird.

At this time, Qin Ran came over and looked at Mao Li and Qin Shou who were huddled together at the counter with a smile and said, "The two of them have made an appointment to go to the Bund to play in the evening."

Lin Fan blinked.

Then he looked at Qin Shou, the fat man.

This stuff is okay.

Better than Hao Jiandong.

Finally, Qin Shou greeted Lin Fan with some embarrassment and left the milk tea shop with Maoli and his servant.

For a moment, only Qin Ran and Lin Fan were left in the huge store, plus a cat.

Seeing everyone leaving in pairs, Lin Fan suddenly looked at Qin Ran, who was full of intellectual beauty, and his mind began to get excited: "It's getting late, let's go back too?"

There happens to be no Ah Piao around today... Bah, 'Sister Lin' is the light bulb.

Finally, I no longer have to worry about being observed on the spot.

Qin Ran naturally knew what Lin Fan wanted to do. At that time, her pretty face turned red and she glanced at Lin Fan: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Lin Fan tilted his head, cleared his throat, and said with a serious face, "Xiao Qin, please correct your attitude. Boss, I want to talk to you about work, such as the compensation after the milk tea shop was smashed. It’s a matter of amount.”

"Well, by the way, I'd like to take care of the female employees' lives and help guide them."

When it comes to the word "guidance", I don't forget to wink and draw out the tone.

Qin Ran's face turned even redder.

But in the end, Qin Ran couldn't stand Lin Fan's insistence and closed the milk tea shop.

After leaving the milk tea shop, Lin Fan naturally ditched Nuan Nuan in disgust and followed Qin Ran to the attic rental house where she rented...

The urban village is very lively at night.

Unlike those high-end commercial districts in Mingzhu, where the windows are bright and clean, the densely packed private houses have a more human atmosphere.

Lin Fan walked side by side with Qin Ran, his eyes falling on Qin Ran's delicate profile from time to time.

The exquisite appearance, the perfect clothes to set it off, and the feminine aura exuding from her bones made Lin Fan feel very itchy.

At this moment, his mind was filled with difficult poses in various action movies.

As a result, when he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a rhythmic wooden fish sound in his ears.

The streets of this urban village are filled with the noise of various small businesses and hawkers, but in this noisy environment, the unhurried sound of wooden fish is heard very clearly.

At that moment, whether it was an illusion or not, Lin Fan's head was filled with random thoughts, and his originally hot and urgent heart suddenly calmed down, and it could even be said that his heart felt calm.

Lin Fan paused instinctively, turned his head in surprise and looked in the direction where the sound of wooden fish came from, and then saw an old monk sitting cross-legged on the roadside.

The old monk's eyebrows were lowered and he was banging a wooden fish in his hand. His face did not have the kind-hearted look of the enlightened monk on TV, but showed a look of bitterness and hatred.

On the ground in front of him, a piece of patched navy blue cloth was filled with various Buddhist bead pendants.

Lin Fan took a look and saw that they were no different from the wooden beads from the two dollar store.

It didn't interest him at all, but Qin Ran beside him liked these small objects very much. She squatted in front of the stall to pick and choose, and soon fell in love with a string of rosary beads.

"Master, how much does this rosary cost?" Qin Ran raised her head and looked at the old monk behind the stall.

"Amitabha, monks don't talk about money, they talk about yuan..."

Talking about fate?

Lin Fan was very happy that it was rare to find a monk who didn't talk about money.

As a result, just as he was thinking this, he heard the other party say: "This string is [-] yuan."

Lin Fan's expression froze.

I heard the other party continue: "You can also ask a senior monk to consecrate this thing for five hundred yuan a time."

Lin Fan silently put away his previous thoughts.

This damn... the world is as dark as crows.

Lin Fan wanted to pull Qin Ran away at that time.

However, Qin Ran, a top student at Mingzhu University, just accepted this trick and actually bargained: "Master, can you consecrate it for me for free for 800 yuan?"

"Okay." The monk agreed without hesitation.

Lin Fan put his hand on his forehead and agreed so happily.

800 yuan, the master made a tearful profit of 790 yuan.

I was complaining secretly in my heart when I saw the monk behind the stall moved his buttocks and pulled out a payment code: "Donor WeChat or Alipay?"

Damn it, are all the monks nowadays so up to date with the times?

Lin Fan's eyelids twitched.

Qin Ran had already taken out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay without blinking.

One thousand, eight hundred yuan, which is less than half a month's salary for her who used to work as a receptionist.

But for the current director Qin of the milk tea shop.

This little money is naturally a drizzle.

Naturally, Lin Fan would not stop Qin Ran.

As long as people are happy.

After watching Qin Ran complete the payment, the monk behind the stall took the rosary from Qin Ran's hand, and naturally asked the eminent monk to consecrate it.

But apart from him, where else are there other eminent monks?

Lin Fan wanted to see how this guy would act next, but he saw the old monk holding a rosary in one hand, knocking a wooden fish with the other, and chanting:

"You fooled me, I fooled you...you fooled me..."

Lin Fan almost collapsed at that time.

shit.

How the hell could you be any more perfunctory?

Also, what about the consecration promised by the eminent monk?

That means you are older.

Otherwise, I must let you try my iron fist with 20 years of skill.

……

On the way back, Qin Ran happily played with the rosary beads on her wrist, reflecting the street lights, with a face full of joy: "It looks good."

Lin Fan was speechless.

as long as you are happy.

Qin Ran jumped up and down like a child who had not grown up: "The eminent monk just said that this Buddhist bead can keep me safe three times."

"You don't really believe it." Lin Fan was even more speechless.

That old guy is obviously a liar.

But the wooden fish seems to be a good thing. When knocked, the sound is ethereal and has a sense of calming the mind.

Lin Fan was thinking in his mind, but Qin Ran next to him glanced at him, and then blinked her beautiful eyes: "I heard my grandma say that wearing something consecrated by a senior monk should be used to bathe and change clothes, eat fast and chant the Buddha's name, abstain from impatience, abstain from lust, and be sincere. Then the spirit.”

"What do you mean?" Lin Fan immediately looked at Qin Ran warily.

"Well, it means...I won't keep you tonight." Qin Ran pursed her lips and smiled.

Lin Fan heard this.

Ok.

I wonder why I don’t feel bad buying a bead string from a street stall for more than 1000 yuan.

Feelings are waiting for you here.

At this moment, the two of them had arrived outside the attic, so it was absolutely impossible for Lin Fan to turn around and go back.

Lin Fan sneered, picked up Qin Ran and went into the attic: "It's too late to quit being impatient and lustful tomorrow."

"You... don't make trouble." Qin Ran was held by Lin Fan and stretched out her hand to push Lin Fan. However, her movements were weak and weak, and she tried to resist him, "Well... I'm so tired every time."

"I'll do it today."

"Hate……"