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"Of course it cannot be refused."

Yakumo Zi nodded, and Moyin took out a bottle of fine wine from Wang Zhibao.

"Just looking at the wine container, it's pretty good."

"Hahaha, that's that."

As soon as Moyin opened, he took out a few wine glasses and poured a glass for several people, while Yakumolan got up to prepare food at this time.

"This wine is really good. Even in my collection, there is no such treasure."

Yakumo Zi swallowed the wine contentedly, and then praised her.

The wine in Wang Zhi Treasure can indeed be regarded as the best of the wine. Although Yakumo Zi is a big fairy who has lived for many years, because she likes to sleep, she doesn't usually do many things, so it is natural to collect treasures. It couldn't compare to the concept of King's Treasure.

"I can give you another bottle if you like it."

"Oh? That's so embarrassing."

"A meeting ceremony, a meeting ceremony."

"Then it's kindly appreciated."

Yakumo Zi didn't evade any more, the wine that Mo Yin brought out was indeed to her taste.

Half an hour later, Yakumo Lan also brought out fragrant grilled fish and other dishes one after another. It can be said that her cooking skills are also very good, after all, she has been taking care of Yakumo Zi for a long time.

After eating the dishes made by Yakumo Lan, Mo Yin took out a small bag and handed it to Yakumo Lan.

"I'll give this to you as a meeting gift."

"this is?"

Yakumo Lan glanced at the small bag that Mo Yin took out with some doubts.

"A permanent fresh-keeping storage box made by the laws of space and time, filled with your favorite fried tofu."

"Ah, thank you so much. If Master Zi allows me, come over as a guest next time. I will work a little harder on cooking."

Yakumo Lan happily accepted the meeting gift from Moyin, there was no way, foxes just like fried tofu.

"Then Baimon and I will leave first."

Moyin stood up, and a cross-boundary passage opened immediately, and Moyin and Baimeng walked in.

"What a horrible guy."

After Mo Yin and Bai Meng left, Yakumo Zi commented.

"Hey, Zi, don't you care too much? Isn't Mo Yin a very polite and nice young man?"

Reimu touched the gold bar and spoke.

"Oh, you underestimate him, let alone my power of gap and power of realm is ineffective against him, he doesn't know where he got the names of the three of us... Considering Youmu, maybe Gensokyo information on everyone in the

"And the gifts he sent out were all things we like. It is definitely not an easy thing to collect such things without all of us noticing, but he took out the things we like so easily. Don't you think it's scary?"

Yakumo Zi opened her mouth to answer.

"It doesn't matter. If he doesn't make a change, I think he is a good person. As long as he doesn't fight, it doesn't matter. No matter how strong he is, it's meaningless if he doesn't fight."

Reimu said lazily.

Yakumo Zi was silent. Indeed, it is basically meaningless not to fight, but as long as Moyin exists, it is actually a threat.

But the gift he gave to Yakumo Lan at the end was also a reminder that he deliberately showed the ability to control time and space, which probably meant to warn himself not to interfere too much in his affairs.

But Yakumolan had already started to eat fried tofu from the meeting gift from Moyin this time.

I have to say that this fried tofu is really delicious.

"Forget it, since he doesn't intend to make trouble, then I don't care."

Yakumo Zi stretched out her hand and waved, a gap appeared again, and then the quilt she had put in before fell to the ground again, and Yakumo Zi got into the quilt.

"I caught up on sleep, Lingmeng, if you've had enough fun, you can go back by yourself, if you need anything, talk to Lan."

"Oh..."

Lingmeng waved her hand casually, signaling Yakumo Zi not to worry about herself.

After leaving Yakumozi's mansion, Moyin and Baimon returned to the human world. Just as Moyin was about to go directly to the underworld of Gensokyo, his attention was attracted by a blue-haired girl walking towards him.

The girl was wearing a short-sleeved hooded sweater, but there were obvious holes in the hood, and the miniskirt on the lower body was also tattered. There were a lot of debt collection letters or mortgage seals on it as patches.

Walking barefoot down the street without soiling those lovely pairs, holding a broken bowl with a crack in it.

The clear and lovely face reveals a trace of despair crushed by the weight of reality.

Of course Mo Yin also knew this girl.

Yishen Ziyuan, the God of Poverty in Gensokyo, and her sister Yishen Nuyuan are hated by people. After all, her ability is to bring misfortune to all existence, including herself.

As a god of poverty, as long as people contact her, they will fall into misfortune, lose wealth, and their luck will decline, so she is a god of poverty hated by everyone, which also makes her character become inferiority complex and gloomy, because she is also I am poor, so I want to depend on others.

Of course, she also tried hard to get herself out of poverty, but she couldn't resist her natural ability anyway, so she finally gave up her efforts and was listless all day long.

On the surface, she is a god of poverty who robs people of luck and money, but in fact, she saves people from disasters by destroying wealth and eliminating disasters. Disliked by everyone.

After all, human beings cannot see through their own future, nor can they see through the essence of Yishen Ziyuan's ability, but for Mo Yin, his godhead rank is much higher than that of Yishen Ziyuan, so he can understand the essence of Yishen Ziyuan.

Yishen Ziyuan walked in front of Moyin listlessly, and habitually raised the broken bowl in her hand.

"Yes, can I give you some money?"

"I don't have any currency here, can gold bars work?"

Moyin asked gently.

"Gold, gold bars?!????? You, are you making fun of me?"

Yishen Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, how could such a good thing happen to her, this person must be making fun of herself.

But then, she saw that Moyin really took out a gold bar and put it into her broken bowl.

"!!!!Wow!!!"

But soon, the surprise expression on Yishen Ziyuan's face disappeared, because the gold bars that fell into her broken bowl sank directly to the bottom of the bowl and disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

This is not because of what Moyin did, but because of her lack of ability as a god.

"Well, it really doesn't work... But thank you anyway... From now on, I will stay away from you and try not to bring you bad luck."

Yishen Ziyuan smiled wryly, thanked Mo Yin in a gloomy manner, and then planned to bypass Mo Yin and leave.

"Hey wait."

Moyin grabbed Yishen Ziyuan's wrist.

"Please, please let go of me. You are a good person. I am the god of poverty. I will suck all your luck away. You will lose all your money. Your luck will also get worse."

Yishen Ziyuan urged that Moyin was the first person to treat her so well, and she didn't want to bring misfortune to Moyin.

"Don't worry, I won't be affected by you."

"How can there be such a human being..."

"I'm not a human being, but a blood god? And in terms of strength, it should be slightly stronger than you, so you don't have to worry."

"Oh... oh... ok, then, what's the matter with you calling me? Also, if I pay back the money, I can't do it..."

Yishen Ziyuan said weakly.

"You don't need to pay back the money. You haven't eaten well recently, have you? You look malnourished."

"Big, maybe five days? I picked up sweet potatoes and baked them five days ago..."

Yishen Ziyuan thought about it and gave the answer.

"Then, how about being my pet? I will raise you from now on."

Moyin opened his mouth to invite.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Yishen Ziyuan waved her small hands and gestured.

"Because you are cute, how should I put it, the kind that makes people very protective? My hobby is to collect cute girls into the harem."

Moyin said confidently.

Chapter 720 Big Fairy: Qi—Lu—No—Jiang Bei

"...you, you are so strange...but, but I don't hate it either...this temperature...so warm."

Zi Yuan put her hand on Mo Yin's wrist, she liked it!

No one is willing to contact her, a poor god, so this is the first time she has experienced her human temperature, and she feels warm inside. After experiencing this, she. . .To be honest, I am already somewhat attached to Moyin. .

If she had been walking in the dark, it would be tolerable, but if she saw the light and warmth, she would no longer be able to leave this place.

"So would you like to be my pet?"

"Okay, okay... Well, the worst, the worst is that your money is gone, but in that case you will never encounter disaster in your life... Well, you, you can reserve the right to throw me away at any time. "

Ishin Shion nodded.

"Hoohoo, don't worry at all, as the first gift for becoming my pet, let me help you suppress your poor luck first."

Moyin raised his hand, eight godheads of blood system, wave system, power, life, time, soul, ice, and death floated from the body into the air at the same time, diamond-shaped crystals of various colors revealed A charming light.

"Godhead? Home, there are so many???"

Yi Shen Shion looked at the eight godheads floating in the air in astonishment. She has no godheads, or most of the gods in this world don't have godheads. Godheads are the power of a large number of laws. The proof of the true god obtained, Japan claims to have 800 million gods, naturally it is impossible to really have so many powerful gods.

And she also belongs to the category of relatively weak gods, so she did not obtain the godhead. After all, she only has the ability to inflict misfortune on everyone, including herself, so she is called the god of poverty.

The eight godheads flew out a corresponding power of law at the same time, and then formed an eight-layer barrier covering Yishen Ziyuan's whole body. The aura that symbolized disaster was suppressed infinitely by the eight-layer barrier, and finally shrunk to In her body, Yishen Ziyuan didn't feel any uncomfortable feeling. Instead, the eight-layer barrier continued to compress the poverty that spread around her body, which made her body a lot easier.

"You... did, what did you do?"

Yishen Ziyuan asked curiously.

"I blocked your ability with the power of the law. Now there is an existence in your body that collects all your misfortune orbs. Before your strength surpasses mine, all misfortunes will be suppressed. In this way The misfortune that has affected you will also temporarily disappear."

"No, it can't be done... If you continue to compress like this, one day I will become a super poor god and involve you in misfortune. If it explodes..."

Yishen Ziyuan looked at Mo Yin worriedly.

"Puff, then you have to be able to do it too. I am now a creation-level god, and I have mastered the power of eight laws. Now I am comprehending the power of the ninth law. I haven't even condensed the godhead. You want to burst my seal, but you can't do it."

"And if you can condense the godhead of the law of poverty, then you will not be affected by this law. A real god should be able to change everything in the category of related laws at will, such as my bloodline According to the law, I can change the properties of the blood to a solid state, or a normal temperature of one hundred degrees Celsius."

"When you can comprehend the law of poverty and become a true god, you can also freely control the disasters in your body. Whether it's giving poverty to others, or taking away poverty from others to make money, it's all possible."

"But only condensing one godhead can't break through the seal of my eight godheads together, so you can rest assured that you won't accumulate too much and self-destruct."

Moyin spoke to comfort the nervous Yishen Ziyuan.

He sealed the misfortune of Yishen Ziyuan with the power of his own law, also to increase the concentration of poverty, and when Yishen Ziyuan understands the essence of the sealed ball, she can understand the law of poverty faster, In other words, the more misfortunes accumulated, the more likely Yishen Ziyuan would condense a godhead related to the law of poverty.

"This, that's it, thank you!"

Yishen Ziyuan opened her arms and hugged Moyin tightly.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yin heard the sound of grinding teeth.

Looking back, Baimeng was gnashing his teeth and looking at Yishen Ziyuan who was hugging him.

"But, damn it, Lord Moyin should be mine! It should be mine!"

Baimeng clenched his fists to resist the urge to beat up Yishen Ziyuan, with Baimeng's expression on his face, Mo Yin stretched out his hand and touched Baimeng's head, Baimeng suppressed his anger.

After all, Moyin still patted his head when he was hugged, Moyin still loves himself!

"Ah, that, that! I, I want some money no matter what, you, can you give me... some money?"

Yishen Ziyuan asked expectantly, her dream is to become a rich man, and now, without a doubt, it is the closest step to becoming a rich man.

"it is good."

Moyin took out a gold bar and put it into Ziyuan's broken bowl. This time, the gold bar didn't sink to the bottom of the bowl and disappeared, but stayed in the bowl.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I, I am finally!!! I finally have money!!!!!!!"

Looking at the gold bars in the bowl, Yishen Ziyuan cried with joy and shed tears of joy.