Don't be cruel to the rabbit

Fu Mingxuan has always disliked Qin Yi, and now he is even more distasteful.

They are also the youngest sons of the family. Master Qin Liu's name resounds throughout the business district, but the Fu family Yaoer who has been opposed to him for many years has failed. It is enough to raise money for a month.

And the youngest son of the Fu family who is said to be incompetent in the legend is Fu Mingxuan.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Fu Mingxuan is about the same age as Qin Yi, and every time the Qin family and the Fu family are mentioned, everyone will pick them up and talk about them.

He listened to too many gossips, which made Fu Mingxuan always feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart every time he saw Qin Yi.

Qin Yi quickly returned the phone to Fu Mingxuan, raised his head slightly to look at him: "Thank you."

Fu Mingxuan clearly wanted to use that photo to annoy him, but unexpectedly, in exchange for Qin Yi to thank him, it would be better to scold him a few words, the hairs on his body exploded: "Who wants to meddle in other people's business?" ? You are really promising, is the Qin family going bankrupt, and you can't even keep anyone..."

He sneered, turned around and muttered in disgust: "It's bad luck to see you."

Watching Fu Mingxuan leave, Ji Le reminded Qin Yi: "He scolded you."

Qin Yi knew Fu Mingxuan well. He knew that this person had always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted. After all, he had lived for more than 200 years, so he wouldn't care about the younger generation, so he asked seriously, "Where are the people who came with you?"

Ji Le raised his hand and knocked on the door behind him: "It's inside... how do you know there's someone there?"

Thinking of that photo, Qin Yi suddenly felt a little stuffy, and suddenly leaned over and lowered his head to get closer.

Ji Le didn't know how to avoid it, so he raised his eyebrows strangely, the two of them almost touched the tip of their noses, Qin Yi frowned and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Speaking of this, Ji Le felt aggrieved, nodded and replied: "Yeah, it's too bad to drink."

Qin Yi stared at him for a while, took a deep breath, raised his hand and pushed open the door without saying a word.

The people in the house had already staggered and fainted from fright, and the jar ghost was covered with a layer of wrinkled skin. Seeing Ji Le's disgusted eyes, he immediately reached out and put the jar on his head again.

In fact, it's not Ji Le's fault, it's the jar ghost's face that's too indescribable.

Facing the mess, Qin Yi looked at the jar ghost, then at Ji Le, and neatly asked Qi Wangtian to clean up the mess.

Ji Le felt annoyed when he heard this name, and knocked on the table with an empty wine bottle in dissatisfaction, looking imposing: "Why did you let him come?"

Qin Yi looked at the jar ghost: "Ghosts make trouble, and the Demon Management Bureau will find out that Qi Wangtian's soul-hunting technique can make them forget what happened before."

Upon hearing about the Demon Management Bureau, the jar ghost hurriedly said: "Ah! Then let them forget about it!"

Ji Le was not happy: "Forget it...wouldn't it be cheaper for them?"

Qin Yi insisted: "It must be forgotten."

Ji Le began to be curious about the Demon Management Bureau: "Is the Demon Management Bureau really so powerful?"

The jar ghost said anxiously: "Of course it's amazing. It took me a lot of energy to escape. If Qi Yu was not fined and transferred to the customer service team recently, I would have been arrested and returned."

Qin Yi looked sideways at the jar ghost, saw that there was blood on his body, and said coldly, "Have you ever killed someone?"

The jar ghost was frightened, and hurriedly explained: "That... that happened a hundred years ago, I... I was unconscious at the time, I only remembered revenge, but I really only killed the people who killed me..."

Ghosts have no return, except that they have too much obsession, or they have killed and injured people, and wandered to avoid ghosts. Some big ghosts are more powerful than demons, so the jar ghosts are hunted down by the Demon Bureau.

He spoke submissively, and he didn't look like a brave man in his lifetime.

Qin Yi was not interested in the ghost's grievances, but only thought in his heart that if the jar ghost was sent to the Demon Management Bureau, Ji Le's existence would also be exposed.

Driven by selfishness, Qin Yi only glanced at him and said nothing. He was about to take Ji Le away, but Ji Le pointed to the jar ghost and said, "You must come with me."

The jar ghost was afraid of him and didn't dare to refute, but Qin Yi was a little unhappy: "Why?"

Ji Le crushed the chain in his hand, and said to the jar ghost, "I unsealed it for you, and you have to follow me from now on!"

Everything in the world has a cause and effect. Ji Le can't explain so many reasons, but he remembers these basic rules in his head.

For example, if he relies on Qin Yi for food, clothing, and housing, he will no longer think about eating him every day. This is the price. If one day Qin Yi no longer devotes himself to worshiping him, then Ji Le can choose to eat him.

It sounds cruel to say it, but to him, this is only right and proper.

In the end, the jar ghost was brought back home by Ji Le.

As soon as he entered the house, the little ghost began to sigh and exclaim.

When Ji Le first arrived at Qin Yi's house, he ran around excitedly, but he didn't look like this hopeless one. Compared with this, he felt much more comfortable, and asked in a good mood: "Have you never seen these things before?" ?"

The little devil had a can on his head, and was still wearing a tattered gown. He said in a muffled voice, "I haven't seen it before. When I avenged myself, I drew a piece of skin to hide my aura. At that time, I didn't Demon Control Bureau, I ran into a wild grave..."

He said, sighing in frustration: "It ended up being taken in by this jar, and it's still not far away. The grave was dug a few days ago, and I was discovered."

Ji Le carefully looked at the ugly iron pot, and found that it turned out to be a good thing for nourishing the soul, and the pot ghost got a chance by mistake.

Without waiting for Qin Yi to say anything, the jar cleverly placed the jar in an inconspicuous corner of the wall, and got into it with a whoosh.

Ji Le originally wanted to ask some questions, but Qin Yi nodded his shoulder.

He was about to knock off the dragon's claw impatiently, but Qin Yi got used to dodging it and coaxed, "I can't go out casually in the future."

"Why should I..."

Qin Yi sighed: "Ji Lele, the Demon Control Bureau will find you."

Ji Le thought about being almost discovered today, and he was a little apprehensive, but thinking of that Qi Yu, he still asked, "Do you know the Demon Management Bureau very well?"

Qin Yi shook his head: "I don't really understand, I'm a low-ranking person at home, and it's not my turn to go to the Demon Management Bureau, but you have to remember, you must not reveal your identity. The Demon Management Bureau has strict management of evil spirits. like."

These words sounded like he was giving advice for him, remembering that Qin Yi said that he would be worried, Ji Le felt strange, and turned his head to ask: "But why are you so anxious, if I get caught, won't you be free?"

Qin Yi knew that he was testing himself, and his tone was a little less gentle: "Your mark is still on me, and I can't escape."

Ji Le smiled triumphantly: "You are smart!"

After that, he ignored Qin Yi, turned around and went back to the bedroom to rest.

Qin Yi stood there for a long time, then shook his head and murmured: "Silly rabbit."

After a good night's dream, when Ji Le woke up the next day, Qin Yi hadn't left yet.

Seeing that he got up early, Qin Yi specially told him not to run around, not to tease others, and to keep his mobile phone with him at all times...

Ji Le took a sip of milk, covered his beard with milk, and chased him away impatiently: "Shut up, get out."

Qin Yi glanced at him twice, made up his mind to go to the company for a whole morning and come back, after thinking about it, he took out a tissue and reached out to wipe his mouth clean.

In the end, he got four new bloodstains on the back of his hand, and then he left.

Fortunately, the dragon clan has a strong resilience, otherwise the claw would have been scratched by Ji Le long ago.

As soon as he left, Ji Le suddenly remembered what Fu Mingxuan said last night, and turned to ask the pot ghost: "Little ghost, do you know what bankruptcy means?"

The Jar Ghost was a small tailor before he was alive, so he understood the meaning of these words somewhat, and explained: "It's just that there is no money, all the money is gone."

"No money!"

Ji Le's eyes widened. He vaguely remembered what Fu Mingxuan said, that the Qin family was going bankrupt...

Isn't the Qin family the territory of Qin Yi?

After much deliberation, Ji Le took a deep breath: "Could it be that Qin Yi is going to run out of money?"

The jar ghost didn't know the inside story, but only knew that he was reluctant to part with the big house he just lived in, so he also inhaled: "Then what should we do?"

Ji Le had just realized the importance of money, and his face froze immediately, as if he was facing an enemy.

With the Demon Management Bureau around, he couldn't just go out and grab it.

But he has nothing to eat if he has no money, he has never tasted so many delicious things, and according to Qin Yi, Lingxiao Vine is also very expensive, and this is the only thing that can replenish his spiritual power at present...

How can this be done?

Useless food reserves, it seems that he has to figure out a way by himself.

After thinking about it, Ji Le decided to support himself, so he turned around and asked the pot ghost: "Do you know how to get money? Can the things in this house be counted as money?"

The jar ghost looked at the big house, and shook his head dejectedly: "I remember that the things are also Qin Yi's property. If they go bankrupt, they should all be forfeited."

He used to be a small tailor in the village, and he had no education. He only knew that food could be exchanged for money, or he could do work for others, but now they didn't even have a piece of land, so it was impossible to grow vegetables.

When it comes to workmanship, he can only make clothes, but people's clothes now seem to be different from before.

He thought for a long time without saying a word, until Ji Le knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, then he had a flash of inspiration, and said excitedly: "By the way, you can exchange money by picking up junk!"

Ji Le bit a piece of bread and asked, "What is picking up trash?"

The jar ghost said: "When I was in hiding, the jars were picked up and sold to the recycling station. I lived in it for many days and saw that many people would go there to sell paper or beautiful water bottles."

Ji Le pointed to the mineral water on the table: "Is this kind?"

The jar ghost nodded: "Yes."

Ji Le became happy, got up and searched all the water in the house and poured it out, leaving the water bottle behind, and asked, "Then what?"

The jar ghost thought for a while: "Not enough, these water bottles are too few, it seems that they can't be exchanged for a lot of money."

Ji Le was stunned: "Then what should I do?"

The jar ghost said with a confident look: "There are many on the street, let's go pick up the trash!"

Ji Le thought his proposal was good, and after getting dressed, he dug out a few bags before going out.

Before leaving, he looked at the breakfast that Qin Yi had specially prepared for him, and after hesitating for a long time, he made up his mind that when he had money, he would definitely not just watch the food reserves starve to death.

Or give him a bite to eat.