Su Guang was obviously relieved. Fortunately, Zhuang didn't force him to pay back the money immediately. With this one month's time, we should be able to run far away.
Unfortunately, he was a little too happy.
"Su Gong, I need money urgently recently. You owe me 10000 Daoling stones. When are you going to return them?" After Zhuang Mengdie finished, Chen Siyuan said with no smile.
"I... do I owe you money? Is Chen Fu wrong?" Su Guang looked stunned and stammered.
"Su worships many noble people and forgets things. It's written in black and white, and the fingerprints are clearly pressed. Can I deceive you?" Chen Siyuan took out a IOU.
Not only is it clearly written in black and white, but the fingerprints are clearly pressed. There is also a slight fluctuation in the rhyme of heaven and earth, which is obviously the contract between heaven and earth.
As for the matter, it's just ten thousand Daoling stones. You even made the contract between heaven and earth. How come tangtangfu is so mean! Su Guang is about to cry.
No, it's not about crying, it's about crying. Because he had not yet given Chen Siyuan a satisfactory reply, a group of disciples of Daofu around the lake were also in a hurry.
"Su Gong, you still owe me five hundred Daoling stones. Don't you forget them. Fortunately, I also made the contract between heaven and earth. " A Taoist disciple was smiling and happily took out the IOU.
"Su Gong, you owe me 300 Daoling stones. You won't forget our friendship, will you Another disciple took the worshiper's hand and hooked his shoulder to his back.
"Reverence, you can't leave without saying a word this time. I've worn out several pairs of shoes in order to find you these years." Another disciple was full of tears.
"No matter where you go this time, I'll follow you. If I don't give back the 900 Daoling stones, I'll follow you all my life." The speaking disciple holds Su Guang's arm tightly, and his eager eyes are like looking at his first love: holding the hand of the son and carrying the old with the son, and talking about life and death with the son.
Outside the crowd, Gu Fenghua was already in a cold sweat.
Warm, really warm. It's just that her enthusiasm is totally different from her previous imagination.
What's noble, what's approachable... Hallucinations, all hallucinations!
Miss Gu believes that if anyone owes herself a large sum of money and doesn't pay it back, she will go away and no one will hear from her as soon as she leaves, most of her enthusiasm will be the same as theirs.
Surrounded by people's enthusiasm, Su Da worship is like a small tree swaying in the wind and rain. I don't know when the decent robe on Su Da's body was tilted to one side, and several buttons were lost. I don't know whether the hairpin fell to the ground or was led by others. I put my gray hair on my shoulder in a mess, and there is no fairyland to speak of.
"Also, give me a month, give you all back." Su Guang finally can't hold on. He tries to squeeze himself out of the crowd and yells at the top of his voice.
"Su Gong, will you leave without saying a word again?" Several Taoist disciples asked uneasily.
And... Why say another word? It can be seen that the worshiper has a criminal record.
"Hum, my su Guang is also worshipped by Daofu in the Qing Dynasty. Is he the kind of person who keeps his word and makes a fat living?" Su Guang said with disdain.
In the eyes of the public, he was still suspicious. However, he did not dare to be too rude to the worshippers. After all, other people have not openly defaulted on their debts. They agreed to pay them back.