am i a devil

Xun Ying: "..."

Xun Ying glanced at the old cat, who looked back without fear.

"It's just an ordinary gold bar." Xun Ying said.

"Really." The old cat nodded, and jumped into Wang Mo's west wing room through the window.

After a while, the old cat came out again.

"It's the pattern of Erlong Xizhu." The old cat said.

"So what?" Xun Ying took a deep look at the old cat, and he looked back at him without fear.

"In our circle, two men are fine," said the old cat.

"That pattern, isn't it the pattern of the double dragon post? It's the same as the dragon and phoenix post that ordinary people change when they get married."

Xun Ying: "..."

"Amo chose it himself, do you want me to teach him about science?" Xun Ying said.

"It depends on what you think in your heart." The old cat said.

Xun Ying: "..."

The old cat seems to have a sense of proportion, probably because he is afraid of being beaten by the society, so he raised his beard and went to the house with one waist.

-

On the other side, Wang Mo came out of the shower, wrapped in paper and put away the luxury suits that Xun Ying bought for him today, and then checked the prices of these suits online.

After the investigation, Wang Mo felt that his blood was cold.

Let alone selling my body now, even if I sell my kidneys, I won’t be able to repay the love of my brother, Wang Mo thought to himself.

He remembered that Xun Ying was assigned a task by the man in a suit. He hadn't seen him go out to do things these few days. It would be great if he could learn the basic business skills before doing the task. , being able to do my brother a favor, although it is not enough to repay such a big favor, but it will make him feel better.

Wang Mo thought for a while. Now that he has been accepted as a junior by his senior brother, his main job is... to subdue demons and eliminate demons, anyway, that's what their old cat said.

But these days, apart from the main job, who doesn’t have a side job, right? Even when Wang Mo was moving bricks back then, he would go to the night market after get off work at night to help food stalls as a waiter. .

Thinking of this, Wang Mo felt that subduing demons and eliminating demons might be a public welfare undertaking, and he might not be able to make much money, and even if he could develop the same physique as his brother, he would have to wait until he sold his smartphone as an antique Money is also a matter of thousands of years later.

For the current plan, another job is the best way to repay Xun Ying's favor, Wang Mo made up his mind.

-

A few days later, Xun Ying went to Wang Mo again.

"Amo, are you still afraid of bills?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo.

Now it seems that the bill is more afraid of me, Wang Mo thought to himself, shaking his head and said: "I'm not afraid, brother."

"Then, do you still want to try the little reincarnation..." Xun Ying said tentatively.

In fact, if Wang Mo doesn't light up this skill, Xun Ying is not very willing to teach him. He hopes that although Wang Mo is forced to enter the business, he can only do a job like a boy. He doesn't want to work in too dangerous fields. Let Wang Mo take risks.

But I didn't expect that Wang Mo's physique could be self-taught, so in this case, if he didn't guide him, he would be in danger of going crazy, so Xun Ying was a little anxious, and mentioned this matter to him again.

"Well, I've always wanted to try again, so I'll trouble brother." Wang Mo said cheerfully.

He always wants to exercise his professional ability well and protect his senior brother at work. Now that he has the opportunity to learn art, Wang Mo naturally doesn't want to let it go.

"Okay." Xun Ying nodded.

"Don't think about bills now," Xun Ying said.

"If you first set up a little scary reincarnation to train your courage, why not think about some specific things that can make you feel scared." Xun Ying said in a persuasive manner.

"Specifically..." Wang Mo repeated, thinking for a while.

"Ah, the movie we watched that day was so scary, can I miss the ghost in it?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying after turning on the light bulb.

"Well, yes." Xun Ying nodded, thinking that Wang Mo is really smart, and he can see through it.

So Wang Mo was about to close his eyes and concentrate his energy, when suddenly he opened his eyes again and looked at Xun Ying.

"Brother, I'm still a little scared." Wang Mo said.

"Really? Why don't you try it another day." Xun Ying said patiently with a good temper.

"It's not necessary, but can I grab your lapel?" Wang Mo said a little embarrassedly.

Xun Ying was stunned for a moment.

He always knew that Wang Mo was somewhat dependent on him.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang Mo is seeking his help in all aspects. On the contrary, he thinks that Wang Mo's age group is very independent among his peers.

This may have something to do with his early entry into the society, so that Wang Mo can handle his own affairs very independently, and he is not like some players who need their parents to help wash clothes when they go to college.

Wang Mo's sense of dependence on Xun Ying mainly comes from psychology, especially the psychology of fear, which makes Xun Ying feel that Wang Mo really regards him as his own, because generally men of his age Children are not willing to show their instinct of fear in front of unfamiliar people.

Xun Ying then nodded and said, "Yes, yes."

So Wang Mo grabbed Xun Ying's skirt, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

Then he heard a "bang" sound like popcorn popping.

Wang Mo opened his eyes tremblingly and looked around, but nothing frightening appeared.

"Did I...fail?" Wang Mo said in frustration.

"No, Amo, you succeeded, it's just..."

Xun Ying pulled King Mo and pointed to the ground.

Wang Mo looked down, and in the corner of the room, a ghost was crawling on the ground.

Next to the ghost, there is a slipper of Wang Mo. The two of them seem to be about the same size.

Wang Mo: "..."

The ghost got up, with a vicious expression on his face, and was about to kill the Quartet.

Then when he looked up, he saw a human towering into the sky like a TV tower.

ghost:"……"

"You can't afford to play!" The ghost jumped and scolded the street.