What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

A quiet place under the shade of trees outside the Chenghuang Temple.

Fang Moxuan held Qingyue's hand and comforted her: "Don't think about anything now. Get cured first. If you don't have enough money, tell me."

"Xuanxuan, I..."

Fang Moxuan interrupted her and said, "Listen to me first, Qingyue, this money is a loan from me, and you can pay it back to me slowly after you cure the disease."

Fang Moxuan knew that after lending out the money, it was almost wasted and it would be difficult to get it back.

Of course.

Since she can say these things, it means that she has never thought about getting the money back.

Because among so many friends around her, Qingyue was the one who made her the most unhappy.

Qingyue also had a good relationship with Fang Moxuan when she was in school, but unlike Yuan Feifei, her native family was very poor.

Her father died in a mining accident, and her mother took the compensation and disappeared without a trace, leaving her and her elderly grandfather behind.

As a result, after graduating from junior high school, young people had no choice but to go work elsewhere because they could not afford high school tuition.

Knowing the family gap between her and Fang Moxuan, she felt that she would no longer be the same person, so Qingyue seemed to have disappeared after leaving Wangjiang, and there was no news from her.

Ten years have passed by in a hurry.

When the two met again, things had changed, but their relationship was still as good as before.

After hearing Fang Moxuan's words, Qingyue's eyes flashed with emotion. She revealed a plain smile and said, "Thank you, Xuanxuan. I know that my disease cannot be cured."

In this era when cancer is talked about in disgrace, who can still have hope of living after suffering from this disease?

Qingyue took out a bank card from her pocket: "Xuanxuan, this is the money I have saved over the years of working. The total is 270,000."

"You take this money, and after I die, you help me find a nursing home with better conditions for my grandfather."

"This money is enough for him to live on."

"When the time comes, don't tell grandpa that I'm dead. You...just say that I went to work abroad and it will take a few years to come back..."

Qingyue's eyes turned red again as she spoke.

She has an average appearance and is relatively honest.

These 270,000 yuan are all her hard-earned money. She saved every penny by scrimping on food and clothes, and it was money earned with her life.

If she hadn't been frugal and starved her body in order to save money, she might not have contracted this disease.

Fang Moxuan felt quite uncomfortable seeing her like this.

If Qingyue's mother hadn't taken the money and ran away, she might be living a different life now.

Fang Moxuan took the bank card and stuffed it back into Qingyue's pocket, then held her hand tightly and said, "Since you can't let go of grandpa, just listen to me and treat the disease first, and don't think about anything else."

"I'm married, but the wedding hasn't happened yet."

"When you get well, you have to come and be my bridesmaid."

Fang Moxuan's jumping topic temporarily made Qingyue forget her sadness: "Wow! You're already married?!"

"You are so beautiful, your husband must be very handsome, right?"

"You're so handsome! He's as ugly as Zhu Bajie. He's begging for money inside. I'll take you to meet him."

As soon as Fang Moxuan stood up holding Qingyue's hand, she saw a middle-aged man about forty years old walking out of the temple with a smile.

The middle-aged man walked up to his friend and said with a loud voice and vulgar words: "Hey, I'll go! There's an old man who's so fierce! He kowtowed to the statue in the room where he was praying for wealth and broke the statue to pieces!"

When Fang Moxuan heard that there was still such excitement, she immediately ran into the City God's Temple, pulling Qingyue.

……

Inside the Chenghuang Temple.

"Compensate!"

"I'll pay for it!" Zhang Xiaoan shouted in dissatisfaction when facing several security guards.

"You broke the idol and you still don't want to pay for it?"

"Which of your eyes saw that I broke it? Can you just stop opening your mouth?"

The security leader lost his patience and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense! I saw it on the surveillance camera. It's okay for others to kowtow. But the statue broke as soon as you kowtowed. It was you who gave it to me! Hurry up and pay for it!"

"Fuck you! If I had that ability, I would be the first to kill you!" Zhang Xiaoan yelled directly.

He also felt a little regretful.

I just had nothing to do, so I had to come over and kowtow to ask for money.

Although it is no longer possible to practice immortality, most Taoist temples and temples still have some spiritual energy left.

To explain it in scientific terms, the magnetic field is relatively strong in this kind of place.

The "magnetic field" on Zhang Xiaoan's body is stronger, and no idol can withstand his worship.

So the statue of the god in the house where I was praying for wealth was broken to pieces.

Ok……

Zhang Xiaoan speculated that this should be the case. After all, he had been invincible for many years, and there were some things that he was not sure about.

Anyway, it’s over if you’re awesome!

"You should be polite!" the security guard said, "Let's go to the house where you seek marriage and knock another one. If the statue is not broken after you knock it, then it's our quality problem, and I won't hold you responsible. Okay. No?"

"Knock, knock!"

Zhang Xiaoan also wanted to verify whether it was his invisible aura that shattered the statue.

He came to the room where he was seeking marriage, knelt on the futon, and kowtowed to the statue.

"boom!"

"Crash..."

The moment Zhang Xiaoan bent down, the statue exploded and shattered to pieces on the ground.

"He said it's not yours, so he needs to pay for it!"

Zhang Xiaoan: "Just pay! What are you shouting for?!"

……

after an hour.

A piece of news was like a huge stone hitting the calm water, causing shocking waves in Wangjiang!

"Why are the wild dogs in the mountains barking collectively?" Why do the statues of gods in temples break into pieces as soon as they are worshiped? Is he the incarnation of a monster or the reincarnation of an evil spirit? 》

【…】

[…I saw this man’s eyes were red and he was covered in demonic flames as he walked into the City God’s Temple…]

【…】

I wrote a lot of articles, and in the end, all the identity information of Zhang Xiaoan and the company where he worked were revealed.

"Damn it! When will these people who run self-media companies die?" Zhang Xiaoan looked at the exaggerated description of himself in the article, his expression was very speechless.

"Hahaha!"

Fang Moxuan, Yuan Feifei, and Qingyue were sitting in the back seat, laughing.

"Unscrupulous company! A bunch of rubbish! I'll go find them!"

Zhang Xiaoan stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the city.

……

Hanking.

In a laboratory of a certain biological research institute.

Zhang Youzhi was lying on the hospital bed shirtless, looking at the ceiling in a daze with a calm expression.

After a while.

Professor Jiang's face appeared in front of him.

Still the same slovenly and unkempt face.

"Mr. Zhang, I have diluted the juice of the unknown flower a thousand times, and added some nutritional drugs to the reagent."

"Well, I'm ready, let's get started."

Professor Jiang hesitated and asked: "Although I have done an experiment on dogs, I am not sure whether this thing will cause fatal harm when injected into the human body. How about... you think about it again?"

Zhang Youzhi smiled and showed his white teeth: "Haha, it's okay. I'm just a guinea pig now. Just go ahead. If I die unfortunately, you can just bury me secretly."

"Okay, let's start testing."

Professor Jiang picked up the syringe filled with liquid in his hand, inserted it into Zhang Youzhi's blood vessel, and then slowly pushed the liquid in the syringe.

Qiu Ke sat on a chair outside the laboratory, raised his wrist and looked at the time, waiting anxiously...