Two hundred million in debt? I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

Outside.

The six-eared demon wrapped himself tightly, with only one pair of eyes exposed. His eyes were also covered with a layer of black gauze. He was forced to compete with Sanmu and Sijiao. If he lost, he would enter this world to find Shi Sang. .

There is no doubt that he lost.

The Six-Eared Demon was in agony when he thought of the bad things in this world. The timid man hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to knock on the door of the Taoist temple.

Shi Sang left the phone where it was. She opened the half-open side door and said with a smile, "Xiao Liu."

Six-eared Demon: "..."

Such a familiar name made his legs shake even more.

Gonghua's Lingxiaohua pricked up her ears: "Who called me?"

Hong Wedding Dress watered the anomatis and said calmly: "The bandit leader is calling Xiao Liu, and you are Lao Liu."

Ling Xiaohua: "..."

They are all six, how can it tell the difference?

The Six-Eared Demon did not despise Shi Sang because of his youthful appearance, nor did he look down upon Shi Sang because his cultivation was equal to his. Instead, he was extremely vigilant. The more harmless Shi Sang was, the more dangerous he was. This was the experience he had accumulated over the years.

He didn't understand why Shi Sang looked at him, and his gaze made him feel a little panicked. An indescribable coldness swept through his body, and he seemed to have returned to the time when he witnessed Shi Sang pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in the Demon Realm.

The Six-Eared Demon thought carefully and said cautiously: "Have I offended you again?"

He didn't, right? Since he knew that Shi Sang and his power were not on the same track, he rarely appeared in front of Shi Sang, and it was impossible to offend Shi Sang.

If he hadn't lost the match this time, he wouldn't have come to this world, let alone Shi Sang.

Shi Sang shook his head seriously: "No, it's my habit to settle old scores. I owed you two spiritual stones before and haven't paid them back to you yet, but you didn't even ask me for them."

Six-eared Demon: "..."

Do I dare to ask for it?

By the way, how can you say such shameless things with such confidence! ?

I don’t know but I thought I owed you something!

Shi Sang smiled and said, "I'm joking with you. Look at you, why are you still shaking?"

The six-eared demon silently distanced himself from Shi Sang. He really couldn't accept Shi Sang's enthusiasm. Every time Shi Sang was enthusiastic, they were the ones who ended up unlucky.

He was really scared.

Shi Sang put his hands on his sleeves and sighed: "It's rare to see old friends, so I talk a lot."

Six-eared Demon: "..."

So, I’m the only one suffering?

Shi Sang looked serious: "Let me calculate the reason why you came to me. You must have lost a bet again. Why can't you change your old habit? You will lose every time you bet, so you still have to gamble."

Among the many royal families in the Demon Realm, one demon has eight hundred eyes, but the only one with six ears is as simple as a drop of water in an inkpot, and has the strength to be immune to external influences. Shi Sang and Rong Chunhua are the best in the Demon Realm. friend. Of course, this best friend is Shisang's unilateral recognition.

The Six-Eared Demon got down to business: "They are ready to attack the world of cultivation and are asking you when you will go back to take charge of the overall situation."

Shi Sang said clearly: "They don't dare to come to see me, so they bet with you."

The six-eared demon answered silently.

Shi Sang didn't say anything about her ascension tomorrow, and only said: "Let's feint attack first. If anyone is injured, I'll use the three-eye surgery."

The Six-Eared Demon took out the voice stone and repeatedly confirmed that Shi Sang's voice had been recorded. Then he nodded with satisfaction and was about to leave when Shi Sang stopped him.

"You're already here, let's have a meal before leaving?"

The Six-Eyed Demon immediately covered his storage bag. He only had a few spiritual stones, which were not enough when Shi Sang grabbed them.

Shi Sang asked, "Can I still ask you to pay?"

Six-Eyed Demon: That’s awesome!

In order to prevent Shi Sang from cheating him, he turned around and returned to Xia Zhongtian without stopping.

Shi Sang: "..."

What about the trust between demons?

Cuijuan swam ashore: "What's your relationship?"

Shi Sang said earnestly: "The relationship between a creditor and a debtor, I am the debtor."

Cuijuan: "..."

You seem very proud.

Shi Sang picked up the phone again.

[Where did the anchor just go~]

[Why did I hear the word debt? 】

[You actually promote the idea of ​​not paying back debts, but you still praise this live broadcast room for its excellence. 】

[I really bowed my head and reported it. 】

The speeches of some influential people caused the live broadcast room to fall into silence.

Shi Sang urged: "Report it quickly, and then I will report your slander naturally. Don't let me look down on you for just talking but not doing anything. Report it quickly."

The water friend became even more silent.

You said it was not good for you to offend anyone, Shi Sang.

It's okay this time.

Gang Jing disappeared instantly, as if he had never appeared. It was at this time that "Lao Na came to read the scriptures" left a weak comment, asking if Shi Sang was free.

Shi Sang ordered Lian Mai: "Of course."

As soon as the microphone is connected.

A bald old man appeared behind the screen, and he said mysteriously: "Let me tell you a secret, our area is occupied by dirty things."

Before Shi Sang could say anything, someone who knew the bald grandfather left a comment in the live broadcast room.

[Don’t believe it, anchor, the old bald man is a well-known psychopath in our film. 】

[Then where did he get the mobile phone? And he happened to win the lottery. 】

[There are a lot of weird things now. Let’s be cautious and call the investigation team! 】

Shi Sang counted with his fingers: "Speak slowly, I'm listening."

She remembered Xiang Hou's paintings, one of which was about the seven-story rental house where the destined person lived.

The 505 Office went to investigate, but could not find out the reason, but people who rented rooms on the seventh floor always went crazy for no reason.

Shi Sang intended to see it before leaving this world, and now Tiandao was reminding her to see it.

The old bald man spoke incoherently, and his expression was sometimes fierce and sometimes calm: "The rent collector is too cruel. If it weren't for my bad legs and feet, I would let her know who is the head of the family. How dare you cheat!"

Shi Sang listened quietly, not getting impatient because of the old bald man's erroneous words.

Friends in the live broadcast room don’t understand.

[It seems that the destined person is really a psychopath. 】

[The anchor seems to be listening very carefully. 】

[Let me translate it myself~]

The old bald man huddled in the corner holding his mobile phone.

"If you don't study hard, you just want to take advantage of others. I don't want to see if you have the talent for painting."

"As disgusting as your dad."

"You smile so ugly, you've learned all about flattery, get out!"

"She's dead, she's finally dead!"

The old bald man seemed to be describing a past that he had heard with his own ears. He learned the conversations of several people.

The water friends were frightened.

【Scary panic! 】

[Stop talking, I admit that I'm scared. 】

[Anchor, are you just going to watch him talk nonsense? Are you trying to scare us on purpose? 】

Shi Sang said: "I accept your injustice and leave his body."

The old bald man suddenly became quiet, tears streaming from his eyes. He looked straight at Shi Sang in the camera, trying to judge the authenticity of Shi Sang's words.

after deciding.

The old bald man fell to the ground and got up again. The old bald man screamed in horror: "Weird! Weird and weird..."

Shi Sang looked at the old bald man and said comfortingly: "She has left your body. Stay there and don't move. Leave the task of finding other survivors to me."

The old bald man breathed heavily, like a drowning person who finally caught the duckweed in the water. Even if his chances of survival were slim, he wanted to follow the duckweed to the surface.