Zombies: At the beginning of Kunlun Xianshu Town, kill Mr. Ren

Why is Ji Dong so tyrannical, and the consumption of Fugui Building is so high, where did A Yi get so much money!

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ps: Uncle Jiu is going to celebrate his birthday, I miss Uncle Jiu.

The first forty-five chapters: There is no human touch, but the ghostly touch is quite strong!

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai have been together for many years, and they have a tacit understanding. The two looked at each other, and then they were embraced by Ji Dong again.

"Senior brother!"

"Where did you get so much money?"

"That's Fugui Building!"

"A meal can cost tens of dollars!"

"You have to set two tables!"

Qiusheng and Wencai's eyes were burning, and they were puzzled.

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "To tell you the truth, my brother went to Longyun Town, and Song Sanjiang, the murderer, is being wanted. After he was caught, the police station and the families of the victims pooled two thousand oceans for me."

"hiss!"

Both Qiusheng and Wencai's eyes turned red.

"How many!"

"two thousand!"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai breathed in, and said in shock.

That's two thousand oceans!

Qiu Sheng let go of Ji Dong, and snapped his fingers-.

His monthly salary is two oceans, and without food or drink, and without spending money, it will take a thousand months to save two thousand oceans!

I'm jealous!

Qiusheng and Wencai almost cried with envy.

However, Qiusheng and Wencai are very convinced. A traitor who can make a town helpless must be very difficult to deal with. If Ji Dong can catch him, it is Ji Dong's ability and ability.

I can't envy this thing.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'm going back to rest, and you all go to bed early, and you have to print the ghost paper tomorrow."

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he walked out of the house with a smile, leaving Qiusheng and Wencai to imagine what it would be like to put two thousand oceans together.

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After a night of practice, Lin Yi's cultivation level improved a lot again. The sky outside the house was slightly bright, and Qin Wanru and Hong Ling'er also flew out of Lin Yi's body.

They all rely on Ji Dong to practice now, and they practice by absorbing the aura emanating from Ji Dong's body.

Therefore, Ji Dong's practice is also a good time for them to practice.

"Sir, come and wash up."

Hong Ling'er poured hot water for Lin Yi to wash.

Qin Wanru prepared a bunch of food.

It's good to eat, just take it from the storage bracelet.

Lin Yi's storage bracelets and rings are open to Qin Wanru and Hong Ling'er, and it is very convenient to store and withdraw things.

After all, Ji Dong bought them so many beautiful clothes and rouge and gouache, so he couldn't carry them with him.

After Lin Yi finished washing, Hong Ling'er wiped the towel in her hand, then threw it casually, and the towel was accurately hung on the towel rack.

Sitting at the table while eating, looking at Qin Wanru and Hong Linger seductively.

It's a good day to start again.

The yard is busy, and Fei Bao is preparing materials with Wen Cai.

This is a newly moved house, and many things have been stored, and they have to be moved out when they are used.

After a lot of work, in an empty room, the stencil and ink are ready.

Printing paper money is not troublesome, using woodblock printing, but compared with later printers, it is still very time-consuming.

After everything was ready, Uncle Jiu checked the paper and ink, and asked Wen Cai to start printing with Fei Bao and Xiao Hai.

There is nothing special about the paper, it is all plain white paper, but the ink needs to be specially prepared.

After all, it is for the following, and the ink used is ground from materials with relatively heavy yin.

There is no need to make these materials yourself, there is a paper shop. Every year, Uncle Jiu will store a large amount of materials at home, and when the paper money is printed, he will pull down the paper shop.

The money sold will be divided between [-] and [-]%.

Thirty percent of the paper shop.

The reason why Uncle Jiu takes [-]% is because of the labor cost, and the management below. After the consumption is exhausted, the remaining [-]% is not bad.

It is said that the king of hell is easy to mess with little ghosts, and there is nothing wrong with this statement.

Ji Dong quickly resolved the battle and wiped out a table of meat and dry food.

Although one fairy bean can solve everything, even if there is a jar full of thousands of grains, Ji Dong is reluctant to waste it like this.

The holy medicine for healing is eaten as a meal, he is not the little fat guy in Dragon Ball.

Isn't it just eating? People who eat ordinary food can still taste it.

There are only love and food in the world that cannot be disappointed. Have you heard of it?

belch!

After hiccupping, Ji Dong wiped his mouth, "You guys clean up the house, I'll go out and have a look."

"Yes, my lord."

Qin Wanru and Hong Linger responded sweetly, and then began to tidy up the house.

With his hands behind his back, Ji Dong walked out of the room with a smile.

"Master, morning."

Uncle Jiu is researching ink, printing is a very ink-consuming thing.

Seeing Ji Dong coming out, he raised his eyebrows.

"Earlier, hurry up and study ink."

In order to print paper money, they got up before dawn.

"Oh!"

Lin Yi hurried over and took over the job from Uncle Jiu.

There are already a lot of printed valuables piled up in the corner on the side.

"Where are Qiusheng and Xiaohai?"

Lin Yi studied the ink and asked.

"They're delivering paper money."

Uncle Jiu said, took a sip of tea from the small teapot, and then asked Lin Yi.

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"Are you hungry?"

"I've eaten, and I'm hungry when I wake up in the morning. Fortunately, I have food in my room."

Ji Dong is a big belly man, he eats a lot for every meal, and he is very hungry, Uncle Jiu and the others all know that.

Hearing that Ji Dong had eaten, he nodded.

"Continue to print, and finish printing all these papers."

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he put down the teapot and touched his waist.

Something less!

Guji Guji, Tinker Bell jumped out of the house, wearing a bamboo hat and a black cloth in his pocket, which completely covered him.

The little guy walked across the yard and came to this room, looked up at Uncle Jiu with his little head up, then stretched out his little hand, holding a cigarette pot in his hand.

Uncle Jiu smiled and squatted down.

"You little guy, you hid my cigarette pot again."

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Little Ding Dong giggled cutely, signaling Uncle Jiu to smoke.

After Uncle Jiu took it, holding the cigarette holder in his mouth, the little guy took out a match from his arms, held a match in his little hand, raised his orchid fingers, and began to strike the match.

Ji Dong felt that every time Dingdang was so active in lighting Uncle Jiu's cigarette, he just wanted to play with fire.

Little kids like to play with fire.

Whoa!

The match was lit, Uncle Jiu sucked it twice, and then squeezed Ding Dong's cheek.

"I'll give you an extra meal today, and I'll find you a few more sweet tomatoes."

Hearing the sweet tomato, the little guy jumped up and down happily.

Stab it, stab it!

Wen Cai pressed the paper with a ruler, cut it with a dagger, tore off the paper money, and stacked them together.

"Hey, 5000 taels, if you give it to me."

Wen Cai suddenly sighed.

He also thought of what Ji Dong said about earning two thousand oceans.

Uncle Jiu was smoking, and when he saw Wen Cai stared at the paper money in a daze, the corner of his mouth twitched, the brat was crazy about money!

"If you want it, just take it, you don't need to be polite to Master."

Wencai changed the subject with a smirk.

"Master, we printed 4000 taels last year, why are we printing 5000 taels this year?"

call!

After spitting out his throat, Uncle Jiu sat down on the chair and said it as a matter of course.

"Now that prices are rising above, of course there should be more prices below."

Wen Cai curled his lips and whispered.

"I don't have any human feelings, but I have a lot of ghostly feelings, so generous, but give me some living expenses!"

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ps: The little zombie is so cute!I want only seven seven!enter.

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"Hmm! What are you mumbling about!"

"Oh, let me tell you, Master, you are thoughtful. The ghosts below will definitely be grateful to you, Master."

Wen Cai smiled meanly, and quickly lowered his head after speaking, for fear that Uncle Jiu would see something wrong.

"Why did you accidentally tell the truth? Master is so narrow-minded. If Master hears me, I will be miserable!"

puff!