School belle, be more reserved, I can’t pretend anymore.

In the early morning, Qin Changshou was led back to the temple by the little Taoist priest.

After originally knowing that the little Taoist priest was a girl, Qin Changshou was very resistant, so he was like a stubborn calf, being led by the little Taoist priest all the way.

Many people saw this scene and took photos and forwarded it to their WeChat Moments.

There is no way, Qin Changshou is already a big celebrity in the school. Not only is he handsome, but he is also very good at running, not to mention his speed.

To be exaggerated, Qin Changshou just walked away and lay down, and he made several girls wet in a row.

When Qin Changshou returned to the temple, his expression froze again.

If it weren't for the little Taoist priest leading the way, he would have suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

Now, except for some cleaning props and sculptures of the Celestial Master, almost all other valuable things have been removed from the temple.

At first glance, it looks like it's been robbed.

"Little brother, why are you dazed? Come in quickly!"

"There are still many things I need your help with now!"

The little Taoist priest pulled Qin Changshou's arm hard again and spoke a little hastily.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Changshou felt that the old Taoist priest Hao Pingan was not going to practice, but simply packed up and ran away, because all the valuable things in the temple had been moved away.

Even the gold-plated plaque hanging at the door was gone. Seeing this scene, Qin Changshou couldn't help but think about it.

Seeing the confusion on Qin Changshou's face, the little Taoist priest immediately explained: "Brother, don't think too much. In order to raise the deposit for the auction, my master mortgaged all the valuable things in the temple and waited until the pills were sold out. , he will redeem the things!"

"So this is ah!"

Qin Changshou touched his chin and said that he had indeed helped Taoist Hao Ping'an refine a batch of Yuan Pei Dan before. These Yuan Pei Dan were expensive, but if you want to get a fair and just price, auction would be the safest way. channels.

After all, Peiyuan Pill is considered an out-of-print pill in this world, and Taoist Hao Pingan is not very powerful. If you find someone to trade privately, it will easily cause problems.

After learning that Hao Ping'an was not packing up and running away, Qin Changshou breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, Qin Changshou remembered something and immediately pulled the little Taoist priest and ran to the alchemy room.

"Crench!"

The old wooden door was pushed open, and a scent of red pepper came out.

Qin Changshou glanced inside and put down the last big stone in his heart, because the antique alchemy furnace was still there and had not been moved away.

But at this moment, the little Taoist priest pulled Qin Changshou hard and whispered: "Little brother, you must not touch that alchemy furnace!"

"what happened?"

Qin Changshou was puzzled. Judging from the feeling, the alchemy furnace had no meaning.

On the contrary, compared to the last time I saw this alchemy furnace, this time it was obviously wiped clean, and its surface was spotless. It even reflected light, which was comparable to the heads of some old monks.

"This alchemy furnace has also been consigned, and someone will come and move it out this afternoon!"

The little Taoist priest looked a little sad. After all, she knew the alchemy furnace when she was picked up by Taoist Master Hao Ping'an, and for several winters, because the temperature of the alchemy room was relatively high, she spent all her time in the company of the alchemy furnace. of.

Therefore, she couldn't bear to part with this big stove.

But the Master needed money as a start-up capital, and he was still just a kid asking for money. He couldn't afford a penny at all, and there was absolutely nothing he could do.

Qin Changshou glanced at the little Taoist priest and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Raising money has become an urgent matter...