[Net King] Money people are omnipotent

outside the ward.

"I knew you were looking for me."

"Master." Yumu lowered his voice, "Did you catch Chi Ding?"

"That's right. Humans belong to yang, and ghosts belong to yin. As the king of all ghosts, he can't live in the same world as humans."

Master Xuanming's voice was clear and clear, passing through the microphone, piercing his ears like a shard of ice.

Teak was silent for a while, the sunlight outside the window fell on his shoulders, and his eyes were warm: "Master, he is just a bastard, stupid, and can't do bad things."

"I know he's never done anything bad, but it's just a case of the past."

"Where's Ghost Xiu?"

Master Xuanming was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes darkened slightly: "Are you sure? The road of ghost cultivation is not easy."

"Let him choose."

Master Xuanming sighed lightly, and said in a neutral tone: "Okay, I will ask him."

The monks use their souls to practice the ghost way or the dead corpses with spirituality to practice the ghost way. The soul ghost can reshape the physical body when it reaches a certain level, and the dead ghost can get rid of the corpse energy when it reaches a certain level.

There are a few kind-hearted ghost cultivators in Zhangfuguan who are outstanding people.

Yukimura is looking at Chiding's portrait.

In all fairness, his appearance is seductive, and the more he looks at it, the more detailed and delicate he looks.

Although he has been clamoring that he doesn't like afro, but in Yukimura's view, he is cute like that.

Yuki opened the door, and Yukimura's gaze fell on her immediately, his shadowy eyes slowly narrowed, and he asked politely and casually, "Master Yuki, how are you?"

"He was indeed captured by my master, but there is no danger for the time being. The master gave him two choices, and I don't know which one he will choose."

Yukimura showed doubts and tried his best to speak calmly: "Aside from being wiped out, is there another option?"

Teak closed his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said concisely: "You can become a ghost cultivator, so that he can stay in the world. But everything in this world is arranged by heaven, and I don't know his final decision."

Atobe still sat calmly, without raising his eyelids: "Don't worry, that stupid kid is blah, he definitely doesn't want to be wiped out."

Kirihara said excitedly: "That's great, Minister."

Yukimura bent his eyes and smiled, pure and satisfied, not as cool and careless as usual.

"He loves the noise of the world."

There is always unexpected warmth and endless hope in life.

Living in this precious human world, the water is gentle and the sun is strong.

……

The next day, the sky was clear with white clouds floating in the sky.

Tokyo's Haneda Airport is bustling with traffic.

Master Xuanming was carrying big bags and small bags of special products, with a faint smile on his mouth: "The ghost king chose to follow me to Zhangfu Temple to practice. He asked you to give a message to that boy named Xingcun, saying that when he recovers, he will recover. Come back and tell him the story."

Teak rolled his eyes calmly, and nodded to record.

There was still some time before boarding the plane, Yumu chatted with Master Xuanming.

"Master, what is the dragon formation?"

"It's a kind of forbidden technique. Gu Shouda's ambition to do evil is to complete this formation." Master Xuanming paused, "But once the pure yin body as the eye of the formation is useless, the ghost king born will not listen to him dispatch."

Teak dumbfounded: "Did he kill those criminals because of Honglian Karma?"

"Remember." Master Xuan Ming met her eyes with a serious tone, "His crime has nothing to do with you, and the merits he stole have disappeared. Don't ask any more questions."

Teak pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "The information was taken from me."

Master Xuanming shook his head slightly, following the good example: "Even without you, he would still find people who have committed the ten evil karmas."

"The only charm of the past is that it is past."

Teak frowned fiercely, but didn't reply.

Master Xuanming stood up, with a faint smile on his lips: "Your uncles miss you very much, they are back in Japan, don't forget to look back."

Teak's brows were filled with joy when he heard the words: "Understood, I will bring Atobe to visit next time."

Before boarding the plane, Master Xuan Ming belatedly added: "By the way, even if you stick to your ambition and obey the law, your poor appearance still cannot be changed."

The tone was calm and unhurried, and came without delay.

Yuki was stunned, his expression suddenly froze: "Huh?"

Master Xuanming's expression didn't fluctuate at all, and he said flatly: "After all, the Fukushima earthquake is your choice, but you can still continue to rely on Atobe, and his emperor will oppress you."

Yuki carefully worded, emphatically: "So I can still only use two thousand yen a month?"

"You should be used to it."

Master Xuanming clicked his tongue and turned around quickly.

"I'm not used to it, I still have to pay the rent!" Teak's brows became tighter and tighter, and his voice was high-pitched, "Shigong, Shigong, think of a way!"

Master Xuanming waved his hands as if he didn't hear anything, and walked forward without turning his head.

"I'm paying my salary today! It's okay to get more money! Shigong! Shigong!"

Atobe stepped forward suspiciously and asked, "What's the matter? What's your name?"

Teak glared at him, and said angrily, "Don't bother me."

The enraged Atobe:? ?

……

After sending off Master Xuanming this morning, Yuki went to work in Ginza, and Atobe didn't know when she would come back.

The neon lights are bright and the night is just right.

Atobe is chatting with Eiji Ninzu about the artificial intelligence project.

There was a rustling sound, and the hands typing on the keyboard stopped.

He looked at the little paper figurine crawling on the ground in surprise, and straightened a pair of slender legs.

The little paper man raised his head inadvertently, and the sharp eyes of the Ministry of Witnesses fell on him. He got up in surprise, and shouted: "Call, call, the big devil found me! Ask for help!"

It was the voice of teak.

Atobe rubbed his eyebrows: "Ah, what are you doing in my uncle's room?"

The little paper figurine was still shouting loudly: "Call! The big devil is going to eat me! Please help!"

Atobe couldn't help but stand up.

"Call call!"

Another little paper doll crawled in through the crack of the door, and said hurriedly, "Quick! Go back the same way!"

Atobe took a stride and grabbed the little paper figurine who was stunned in place.

The little paper man struggled desperately, with a tragic expression: "Hurry up and save me!"

Seeing this, the little paper man in the crack of the door crawled back timidly.

"You are too shameless!"

"Bah." Atobu flicked the little paper figurine's forehead, and raised the corners of his lips, "It's so noisy."

The little paper man covered his mouth in horror and fainted.

Atobe came to Teak's room, he knocked on the door a few times but there was no answer, so he pushed the door open.

The teak is a guest room, and the decoration is very simple and generous.

Right now, her room is messy and noisy. There are a few thousand paper cranes flying in the sky, tree branches spread all over the ground, and there are lively little paper people.

At the door of the bathroom, Teak was soaking a small paper doll in the basin and rubbing it.

The little paper man in the water basin twisted and twisted the side of the basin, raised his head to the sky and screamed: "Damn it! What a shame!"

Teak had a bad temper, even less patience, and no good attitude after being quarreled.

She shook off the sweat that was dripping down her chin, and slapped it down: "You are humiliating! Be honest, don't move!"

Atobe was standing at the door, looking at the teak, with a smile on his face unconsciously, not as light as before, but really smiling.

After a while, he felt something poking his foot.

Looking down, he saw a little paper figurine jumping up and down on his shoes, yelling: "Hey! Who's here!"

Only then did Yuki notice Atobe, turned his head, and raised his voice: "Why are you here?"

"A fool crawled into my uncle's room."

Atobe walked over slowly, raised the silent little paper figurine in his hand, with a smug look on his lips.

"Sorry, he is made of leftover materials, and his IQ is not high."

Trace Department: ...

The little paper man who had just crawled out from the crack of the door saw Atobe stood up, holding his face and screaming: "Ahhh! It's him! The Great Demon King!"

"demon king?"

"demon king!"

"Help me!!"

The whole room was chattering, filled with the sound of teak wood.

Teak yelled angrily, "It's so noisy, shut up!"

After a few seconds of silence.

The little paper figurine floating in the basin shouted: "I see, she is an accomplice of the Great Demon King!"

"Associate?"

"Partner!"

"Help me!!"

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感谢在2022-07-1022:57:09~2022-07-1115:49:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 8 bottles of fat after eating meat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!