Chapter 1024

I nodded: "it's OK. So afraid of the big white dog, it must be a demon, and also a cat demon who loves to eat fish. "

Black dog can retreat from the spirit, while white dog is a magic weapon to retreat from the spirit. I didn't know at first, but I still remember it after listening to Zen master Baimei accidentally.

Alas! Thinking of Zen master Baimei, my heart twitched again, and I didn't have the heart to stay. I hurriedly said goodbye to sister Guan and went back to the shop.

As soon as I get back to the shop, I fall asleep. Thinking of Zen master Baimei, my tears flowed down the corner of my eyes involuntarily. I hold the corner of the quilt tightly, and remind myself constantly in my heart that I can't let go of my revenge and Longquan villa.

When I think of this place, I get up from the bed with full spirit and dance the yin-yang Sabre technique with deep night.

I know that Longquan Mountain Villa is not easy to provoke, rich and powerful, and there are countless experts. If I want to revenge, I must cultivate both inside and outside, so that there is a glimmer of hope!

I practiced Yin and Yang Sabre technique again and again. Although I'm very revengeful, I secretly told myself that I was in a hurry. I had to practice Kung Fu step by step.

Maybe it's true that as long as you really want to do something, people's potential is infinite.

I'm so lazy and like sleeping when I'm free. Because I think of the four words "revenge and hatred", I've practiced the sabre technique all night without feeling tired, but I'm more energetic.

At 7:30 in the morning, Yin Xinyue came to my shop with soymilk and fried dough sticks for breakfast. She looked at me sweating, first surprised, then her eyes narrowed slightly, and asked me: "how to sweat? To be honest, what did you do last night? It won't be any ghost girl who will automatically climb into your bed when it's gone

I smiled bitterly and shook my head, saying that women are fickle. After marriage, I was taught.

Before marriage, Yin Xinyue was gentle, and sometimes she was as shy and timid as a little girl. After the marriage, Yin Xinyue changed, and she was very jealous. Sometimes I came home late, and she had to smell it. If I could smell what perfume I had, I would sleep in the sofa for the next week.

However, sometimes I really like her jealousy.

I put my arms around Yin Xinyue's waist from behind and told her about going to Guan's house last night to expel the elves.

Yin Xinyue listens to these novel stories. His eyes are full of adoration and worry. She drank soymilk and said to me anxiously, "husband, have you ever thought about retiring? Anyway, we can't spend all our money in the next life... "

I took a bite of fried dough sticks and shook my head firmly: "life is not only about money, but also about revenge of Zen master Baimei and grandpa's death. I must get back a justice! More importantly, we need to eliminate the scum of the Yin world of Longquan Mountain Villa. "

When I said that, I felt that I was very proud.

Yin Xinyue stared at me with wide eyes, as if he didn't know me. He was surprised that even the soymilk flowed down the corner of his mouth.

I put out my hand to wipe away the soy milk from her mouth, patted her head dotingly, and asked her if she thought her husband was very good?

As soon as I finished speaking, Yin Xinyue gave me a big white eye: "bah, give me some sunshine and it will be brilliant! You can't help boasting. "

I laugh and stop talking. This ordinary little happiness gives me the power to move forward and the courage to fight against all evil forces.

After a happy breakfast, Yin Xinyue went to work. I was going to close the shop and go to bed.

After a shower, just lying on the bed, sister Guan's phone rang. Sister Guan told me that brother Deng is awake now, and people are normal. He is eating hot pot! She thanked me for my help, asked for my bank card number, and typed a million yuan of remuneration into my account. Looking at the balance of the account, I closed my eyes with a smile and fell asleep.

Yin Xinyue is right. We can't spend all this money in our next life.

As soon as I lie down, I am dreaming. In my dream, I am cramped when I count my money!

It was a very heavy sleep. I slept from morning till 6 p.m. and had a simple dinner. I was ready to open the shop after cleaning up.

In the quiet street, only my shop is open. In the deep street, only my antique shop is bright with red light. It looks very warm at night, with a strange color.

Because my shop is only open at night, and also do the business of collecting Yin things. Now many people have called my shop "ghost shop". When I first heard the name of the shop, I was a little angry, but I laughed it off. It's hard to avoid that the thing collecting Yin would deal with the spirit of Yin. It's appropriate to call it "ghost shop".

The night is more and more thick, like a piece of ink.

I looked at the time on my mobile phone. It's past 12 p.m. and it seems that there's no business tonight.

This is the way of doing Yin business. It's not open for ten years. It's open for ten years!

Seeing that there is no business tonight, I picked up the ghost and God cutting twin sabres and prepared to practice the sabre technique for a while. Just as I drew out the twin sabres, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

It's Pockmarked Li! This guy who has seen color and forgotten friends has been out for so long before he remembers to call me."Hello, Pockmarked Li." I picked up the phone, ready to tease: "how do you think of calling me? Don't you forget to bring paper in the toilet? "

"Ah, bah." Pockmarked Li spat at me fiercely at the other end of the phone: "little brother Zhang Jia, it's more and more like a toilet when talking. You can smell the taste of grain reincarnation in your mouth across the phone."

Cut, five grain reincarnation is equal to dung. It's estimated that Mr. Xia taught him to show off the culture here.

I also want to make fun of Pockmarked Li. After all, I haven't seen him for so long. I miss him very much.

Men don't miss each other so much because they are bored and crooked. They are more like friends between life and death, sharing weal and woe.

Pockmarked Li suddenly said seriously that there was a business and asked if I could take it.

As soon as I heard of business, I asked what was going on?

Li Mazi told me that he had just met a Hongkong gourmet in a Michelin 3-star restaurant in Provence. The other party was looking for a shade, a piece of yin that could help him distinguish the delicacy of the world. If he found it, he would pay five million.

Five million? I can make money by sticking out my tongue! I used to look down on this industry, but I thought that those gourmets who didn't do anything every day, only knew to eat everywhere, and then criticized them all were poor losers pretending to be forced?

It seems that it's far from what I imagined.

I pondered for a while, and immediately replied with a word: "answer!".

Have you thought about it?

I immediately said: "nonsense, money does not earn, silly ah."

Hearing this, Pockmarked Li said that he would sign a contract with the gourmet.