After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

The store manager immediately darkened his face.

Eating the king's meal to the top of the world, you really don't know what is good and what is good!

The store manager's vitality has reached the second level of Jingyuan, and the coercion emanating from his body made everyone sweat.

Yuan Qi cultivation is divided into three stages, the seventh level of Hunyuan, the seventh level of Jingyuan and the third level of Pure Yuan, for a total of seventeen levels.

Bai Zhi, who is at the second level of Hunyuan, should be trembling at this time. After all, her opponent's energy is a whole step ahead of her.

But when everyone saw it, he seemed to be fine and even looked at the store manager.

This girl has something.

The store manager was about to order people to throw Bai Zhi out, but his expression suddenly changed.

But in an instant, he shed all his pressure and put on his signature smile again: "Okay, let this fellow practitioner leave a name."

Everyone was shocked.

If you really give me credit, is Tianxiacang going to change its gender?

Immediately, a tough little warlock raised his hand excitedly: "Manager, I also do credit!"

He doesn't have much money to begin with, so when he makes enough money, he can pay it back.

The little warlock's face was full of excitement and his eyes were shining, waiting for the store manager's answer.

Unexpectedly, the store manager suddenly lost his face: "Sorry, our warehouses in the world do not accept credit!"

Store manager, you are telling lies. You just paid off the credit card.

The little warlock looked disheveled and dejected, as expected, he was the same person but had different fates.

The other warlocks looked at Bai Zhi quietly, unable to understand the meaning of Tianxiacang's operation.

They tried to find something special about the girl, but after looking for a long time, they couldn't find anything.

Except, it's extremely beautiful...

Oh, I understand! !

Bai Zhi was not surprised by this.

That person noticed her as soon as she entered the door and peeked at her several times.

Before leaving, she took a steady look at Yang Wuyou, with complicated emotions in her eyes.

Yang Wuyou looked up and saw the beautiful sister staring at him, and smiled kindly.

......

Night fell, approaching eleven o'clock in the evening.

Under the moonlight, Bai Zhi walked leisurely on the way to Fan's house.

She held the oil-paper umbrella she bought during the day. The umbrella was covered with jade. The jade stones collided together and made a crisp sound.

Along the way, Bai He hid in the jade with Fan Qingliu, the eldest son of the Fan family.

"Ancestor, let me tell you, Mr. Fan is a legend in the North City!"

"How do you say it?" Bai Zhi became a little interested.

Bai He introduced with great interest: "You know, Mr. Fan has never been to school."

What's so strange about this? Bai Zhi lacked interest and had no reaction.

Seeing that she didn't move, Bai He continued: "But he began to participate in the management of the Fan family's company when he was fifteen years old. In ten years, he single-handedly pulled the Fan family from a third-class wealthy family to a top wealthy family."

"So." Bai Zhi narrowed her eyes, "He must be very rich?"

Gotta find a way to get some.

Bai He choked, not even listening to a key word of this ancestor.

She said anxiously: "People in our circle call Mr. Fan a monster. When we were teenagers, when we were still discussing which Western restaurant was delicious, Mr. Fan started a tens-billion project! In short, Mr. Fan Very awesome!”

His tone was full of admiration and admiration for Fan Qingliu.

Bai Zhi glanced at her sideways: "What's the use of being awesome? Are you already dying and waiting for me to save you?"

Bai He choked at first, this was quite reasonable.

What's the use of being awesome? It's not like a mortal body.

While talking, the Fan family arrived.

At Fan's house at this time, the Fan family and his wife were waiting in the living room, and several Fan family members were standing in the narrator's room.

Mrs. Zhang is also waiting here, for fear of neglecting Master Bai.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of jade colliding.

Under the night, a figure holding an oil-paper umbrella slowly approached behind the Fan family servant.

The Fan family looked at each other, this master had a rather unique look.

Mrs. Zhang's eyebrows jumped when she saw this scene.

Master Bai, this is a bit too ostentatious. Look at the jade in the umbrella, it's almost blinding!

Bai Zhi raised her umbrella, revealing a bright and beautiful face.

The Fan family was stunned.

They didn't expect that the master Mrs. Fan invited was so young...beautiful...

What use can such a little girl do? She doesn’t look like a capable master!

Everyone looked at Mrs. Fan in confusion.

Mrs. Fan did not open her mouth to explain.

I didn't tell my family about Bai Zhi's identity before because I was afraid of this situation.

No wonder others, even herself, were dubious about Bai Zhi.

She suppressed her emotions and walked forward: "Master Bai, you are here."

The juniors of the Fan family in the group recognized Bai Zhi and said in surprise: "Auntie, is she the master you invited? Isn't this the magic stick of the Bai family?"

The Fan family was shocked and felt it was a bit ridiculous.

That girl from the Bai family is regarded as a joke by everyone in the circle, so why did she invite her back home? Mrs. Fan is really confused!

Bai Zhi seemed oblivious, looking at Mrs. Fan with a careless smile on her lips.

Mrs. Fan is well-maintained and looks like she is in her early thirties. However, because of her son's affairs, she cannot hide the dark spots under her eyes. Standing next to her was Mr. Fan, who looked like a pampered man, elegant and handsome.

If I hadn't been desperate, I wouldn't have asked a little girl to try.

"This way, please." Mrs. Fan led Bai Zhi upstairs.

Everyone followed him one after another, not believing what this magic stick could do.

Bai Zhi entered the house where Fan Qingliu was.

This house is very big, more than 100 square meters.

Lying on the bed was a sickly and haggard young man, probably in his mid-twenties.

His face is pale, but he is very good-looking, with sharp eyebrows and sharp edges, making him a handsome man.

It's just that the beautiful man is lying on the bed now, his eyes closed, dying.

Next to the hospital bed stood the old lady and old man of the Fan family.

And a Taoist priest in his early forties, wearing Taoist robes and looking like an immortal.

Presumably this is also the master that the Fan family has hired, but it is more important than the master Bai Zhixiang.

Bai Zhi checked the Taoist priest's vitality. At the early stage of the sixth level of Hunyuan, in this era when Xuanmen was withering, it was pretty good.

But the Taoist priest kept pinching his fingers and applying the exorcism charms to Fan Qingliu's body.

However, as soon as the talisman paper touched Fan Qingliu, it immediately turned into ashes.

Bai Zhi crossed her arms and looked at it for a long time. When she saw that all the dozens of talisman papers had turned into dregs, she sneered.

waste.

When Old Mrs. Fan heard the laughter, she turned around and saw a young girl holding an umbrella, and frowned instantly.

Where did the little girl come from?