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"What's the mission this time?" Wu Yu asked.

As soon as he came back from the accountant's room in the north, Shu Xunmo brought along a list and slapped it on the table.

"To calculate the sum of this month, the expenditure is much more than the income." Bai Zhiquan was knocking on the little gold abacus, holding a brush to draw on the account book, and frowned, "This is what the audience sees." Come, it’s still worth it.”

The two people on the side nodded in agreement.

"So...you took on the mission again?" Wu Yu changed into a comfortable position, half-lyed on the mat, and yawned.

Bai Zhiquan didn't make a big fuss today, maybe he was thinking about how to remit some income as soon as possible, so that the audience could see a less anxious amount.

"How much more?" Shu Xunmo sighed and asked courageously.

Responding to him was Slim Five Fingers.

It seemed that the hands on the table trembled.

"Fifty?" Wu Yu asked, poking his head over.

Bai Zhiquan stared at him as if he was looking at someone with a mental disorder, and his red lips curled up, "Heh."

"Then it's still five hundred?" Wu Yu was stimulated by that look, and sat up abruptly, with disbelief in his tone.

"Congratulations, you got the answer right." The other party clapped his hands insincerely, and then he did not forget to add a knife, "It's not incense, but a unit of merit."

"My God... My God..." Wu Yu leaned back, repeating the word over and over again, losing his ability to speak.

Shu Xunmo, who used to be calm, was also slightly taken aback, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Is this true?!"

"There can be fakes." Seeing Shu Xunmo, Bai Zhiquan's voice softened a little, but he still pretended to be calm, with a pretty face, "Look, brother, this month's food has been spent for a long time." At least, 150 and four disciples in this temple spent a total of 350 seven taels. If the odds are erased, let’s count it as 350 taels, and there are still some porcelain dishes and chopsticks lost. Firewood, saponin headbands, and so on, for catching monsters and receiving rewards, not to mention underestimation and omission, even the water is quite large."

The two of them stared at the bills like running water, with the sound of fast tapping on the abacus in their ears, watching Bai Zhiquan blowing the wet ink, looked up and said, "it's rare to go down the mountain this month to get rid of demons." There are very few, and there are very few statistics.”

Shaking the ledger in front of him, Bai Zhiquan also sighed, "It's not going to work like this."

As brothers and sisters in this Taoist temple, several people gathered around the small wooden table to discuss, and finally came to the conclusion: I can't get any money, and I still have to go down the mountain.

"Shouldn't we have to work hard!" Wu Yu hadn't rested for a month, and when he heard that he was going to be picked up and thrown down the mountain again, he collapsed on the table in an instant.

"At this point, it's the only way to go." Shu Xunmo glanced at the pair of eyes that were staring at Wu Yu that were spitting fire, and he couldn't bear it, so he said.

"Senior brother... this time... can you take me..." Bai Zhiquan put down his notebook, twisted his fingers, and blinked at Shu Xunmo with his shiny almond eyes.

Shu Xunmo: ...Sorry, I don't like this....

"There still needs someone to manage the Taoist temple." He said, "It's better for junior sister to stay."

Hearing these words, Bai Zhiquan froze in an instant, still struggling, "Brother, I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time..."

"Hey, I said you are an old lady, why do you still act like a little girl!" Wu Yu and her were like fire and water, and she was poked by her knife point just now, and now she immediately responded with a hard mouth.

"What did you say!!!" Hearing these words, Bai Zhiquan stood up all of a sudden, ignoring the fact that his sweetheart was in front of him, he slapped the table heavily, roared angrily, and returned to the pungent vigor of yesterday, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became , rolled up his long sleeves and stared, "Wu, you have the guts to say it again!"

Although others always call her "Senior Sister Zhiquan", she is a girl who is just in her early twenties under the cover of the address. Yu poked at the pain point, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and wanted to fight him to the death.

"You're just old, and you still don't believe me!" I didn't know that the two of them were very angry today, pointing at each other's noses and cursing, causing Shu Xun Mo's forehead to ache.

"I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Bai Zhiquan, who couldn't scold him, held back for a long time, but couldn't find a few words of sarcasm. His eyes were red, "Brother, look at him, he's bullying me again!"

Shu Xunmo:? ? ?

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Shu Xunmo frowned and said. "What kind of system is it?"

The two of them also calmed down a little bit, standing on both sides and gambled to ignore each other.

"Senior brother, get up at Mao tomorrow." After specifying the time, Shu Xunmo didn't want to stay in this smoky place for too long, so he got up and left.

Walking halfway, I could still hear the scolding that had weakened several times behind my ears.

He shook his head, and if he saw them together in the future, he must stay away to prevent the flames of war from spreading to him.

The task this time, it seems, is not too difficult. When Shu Xunmo was looking for it, he only looked at the difficulty factor and never looked at the reward, but this time it was different. For the almost unreachable Five hundred merits, they still have to fight.

"Senior brother, you're back!" Opening the door, Yi Ruoxuan was curled up under the blanket with a contented face.

After so many days of repairing and applying medicine, Yi Ruoxuan's wound is no longer so hideous.

The skin that was originally white and clear gradually turned into a healthy light pink. The bandages on the chest seemed to have just been changed, and they were wrapped around the front layer by layer. Charm.

"You...wake up, wake up?!" Shu Xunmo put down a bowl of porridge and put it aside, "Eat something."

"This is..." Yi Ruoxuan narrowed his eyes and took a look, "Senior brother, just eat this white rice porridge?"

"...That's right... If Ruoxuan doesn't like light food, you can add some seasoning." Shu Xunmo nodded.

"Then please brother help me get some candy." The young man smiled innocently, as if it was a very pleasant thing to trouble others to do something.

Watching him take three spoonfuls of honey from the sugar jar, mix it with soft rice, and put a spoonful into his mouth, without changing his face.

"Sugar addict." Seeing his satisfied face, Shu Xunmo couldn't help laughing.

After swallowing a mouthful of porridge, he listened and smiled, "Brother, come and taste it too."

"No, no, no." Shu Xunmo waved his hand hastily, the honey that he seldom eats on weekdays couldn't hold back seeing his unsparing addition.

"Sweet ones make me relaxed." Yi Ruo said.

The two of them ate one by one and waited for the other. After finishing, he told Yi Ruoxuan that he was going down the mountain, causing him to raise his eyebrows a few times unfathomably.

"Brother, don't worry about me, just do as much as you can!" Yi Ruoxuan said.

Shu Xunmo nodded, and said: "If you need anything, you can ring the bell to find some of your senior brothers." He held down a small bell with his finger and demonstrated it.

At Maoshi the next day, Shu Xunmo, Wu Yu, and a disciple who was slightly younger than them, Lou Mian, went down the mountain.

The disciple was in the middle, and Yi Ruoxuan was leaning halfway on the bed, eyes closed, as if he was resting, his left hand was wrapping around his neck, holding a safety clasp, and what was muttering in his mouth was the one who wanted to yell but didn't. name.

The author has something to say: I am really sleepy rushing to draft in the early morning, and sometimes I will write some incomprehensible things in a daze, which is so frightening (>﹏<)

The author is a scumbag in mathematics, so he just wrote a number and didn't go into it.Let’s calculate it like this: one incense stick = 0.01 merit and one merit = 10RMB (it always feels a bit strange...)