God of Rebirth Investment

Old Wang is really capable, but if he is not capable, those elite figures standing at the top of the pyramid will not swarm here with banknotes.

It's a pity that he suffered a catastrophe and left a bad reputation for thousands of years.

"All sentient beings have too much thought power to transform into spirits. Even if they transform into spirits, they are still 'liar kings'."

Fei Shanzhuo murmured, his brows were full of mischief.

"Senior Zhou has acknowledged Lao Wang's talent. Even if Lao Wang can't be counted as a catastrophe, he shouldn't be reduced to a ghost. I don't believe that there is no black hand in this matter?"

"I can't find it, it looks like a robbery."

The thick-browed old man didn't make a sound, and said after a long while: "I heard that Senior Zhou's closed disciple followed the great businessman Chang Dong?"

"There is such a thing!"

"How can this Changdong Hede accept Ding Lu?"

"The Internet is full of information, you don't know how to calculate it yourself?"

"Baby bastard, I'm not good at pinching my mother's fingers, otherwise why would I ask you?"

"You're right."

"What?"

"Your Majesty Tianyi."

Bang!

The thick-browed old man stood up, put down his chopsticks, and walked out without looking back.

"What are you going to do?" Fei Shanzhuo shouted.

"Find him!"

"People don't believe this, I tried it."

"If you don't believe me, why is he keeping Ding Lu?"

"Nonsense, can you compare with Ding Rubi?"

"Go away, you bitch!"

Before the scolding came to an end, the figure of the thick-browed old man was already covered by layers of fruit trees, and he could no longer be seen.

Fei Shanzhuo sighed, tapped the wine glass with his chopsticks, and shouted: "Drinking alone is boring, come out to accompany the Lord!"

The sound fell, and a beauty's head protruded from the pillar of the thatched pavilion. The beauty struggled out, but the second half became smoother and longer, just like a beautiful snake.

A faint white mist suddenly rises from the fruit forest, under the moon, it looks like a fairyland, but before the mood changes, strange and weird spirits emerge one by one.

Count carefully, human-like, no more than [-]%.

"Fei Shanzhuo, when will this backcountry be the leader? People are begging for blessings, so you can give them blessings!"

The beautiful snake slid down and entangled Fei Shanzhuo's body in circles. Her beautiful head was flirting with Fei Shanzhuo's ears. It looked extremely weird.

"You can't wait any longer?"

"It's not that I can't stay, it's just that life in this mountain is too boring."

"Life in the mountains is boring. Wouldn't it be even more boring to stay in the shrine? You should come after the word C!" Fei Shanzhuo sneered.

"No, I'm just joking." The beautiful snake panicked.

"I'm not kidding."

"Fei Shanzhuo, don't bully me too much!" The beautiful snake was furious.

With a fierce look on Fei Shanzhuo's face, he grabbed the beautiful snake's neck with his backhand, swung it violently, pressed it on the table, and grabbed it with his right hand, as if he didn't catch anything.

But the spirits backed away in horror.

"Do not--"

The beautiful snake screamed even more.

Fei Shanzhuo's right hand had already been chopped off, and the knife was raised and lowered.

The knife passed through the snake's body, and in an instant, countless spiritual mist rolled and scattered away, and they became ownerless objects.

As soon as the group of spirits changed their panic and backed away, they scrambled to rush up, desperately swallowing the beautiful snake to dissipate their psychic energy.

The monster that has been cut by the demon knife, deboned and cramped, the pollution has dropped sharply, it is comparable to offering, who is not jealous?

After chopping up the beautiful snake, Fei Shanzhuo looked at the crowd of spirits scrambling for the first place, let go of his right hand, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Hahaha, remember, human beings are the only creatures that will kill when they are full! I can't stand loneliness, sir. You can get out of the river, Fei won't stop me!"

After the sound fell, Fei Shanzhuo drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and slammed it on the table under the awed and complex eyes of all the spirits.

Who would kill Lao Wang when he was full?

Fei Shanzhuo wiped his mouth, looked up at the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, shining all over the earth.

will it be youThief?

Robbery?snort!

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"Dad, I, I... I saw it walking outside last night with the purple gate uncle."

The little one of Zhan Jia's family tugged at his father's sleeve timidly, pointed at the bronze statue standing on the shrine in the southeast corner, and said in a childish voice.

389 Footsteps

Zhan Jia is a good friend of Ruan Xian's father.

In other words, the fundamental reason why Boss Ruan bought the house in Lake Rome was Zhan Jia's recommendation.

The two families have been family friends since the grandfather's generation, and the relationship has always been very good.

Today, Zhan Jia's youngest son Zhan Yizhe has been clamoring to come and play with Sister Xianxian. Zhan Jia took pity on him and brought him here specially.

I never thought that after he came here, he didn't go to Sister Xianxian immediately, but followed behind his father timidly.

After the adults all sat down on the sofa, he suddenly pointed to the shrine in the southeast corner and said something that baffled everyone.