I take a little action, that's the limit

"Sister, you think too much. If your father hadn't begged me for nothing, I wouldn't have bothered to take you back. You don't look good enough just like you. Besides, do you know how many girls want to see me? Are you crying your heart out?...Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet, don't leave."

I just told the truth a few words, but Han Xiaolin couldn't stand it anymore. Rich girls are used to it. I quickly asked Brother Xiao Ma to stop her. What should I do if she leaves? It’s not that I covet her beauty, but I just don’t want to watch her turn into a walking zombie.

I swear I really think so. Of course, the reward of a day and Han Baifa's threat are just insignificant external factors...

My home is in Dankou Town, which is more than kilometers south of Santaihe, so the train alone has to take three trips. It has to go from Yueyang to Changsha, from Changsha to Shaoyang, and then from Shaoyang to Dankou. Although this is a bit troublesome, But the time is short.

I found an Internet cafe and asked the boss to open a computer. It took me about minutes to buy the ticket. When I saw that I still had time, I played a game of LoL. Xiao Ma and Han Xiaolin looked at me with blank expressions and scolded me. Finally, I dropped the mouse and decided not to Let's play. Damn it. They are a bunch of losers. If they can't beat others, they still rely on me to give them away. I'm willing to do that.

It was about three o'clock when I got home. I told them that the train tickets were for six o'clock tomorrow morning and asked them to prepare their things now to avoid being blinded tomorrow. Brother Ma and I didn't have much, except for a change of clothes. Clothes are tools for dealing with ghosts, so they are packed quickly.

Han Xiaolin, on the other hand, plunged into her room and never came out.

Brother Ma was sitting on the sofa in a daze holding my Evil Killing Sword. I threw the cigarette to him and said arrogantly: "I don't know how to play, do I?"

"Well, I don't understand." Xiao Ma was very humble this time.

"This thing needs mental power to activate, you watch." I said, recalling the image that flashed in my mind at the critical moment, and concentrated on pouring my mental power into the Evil-Destroying Sword, and with a cry, it was executed. A two-inch long "flame" emerged from one end of the evil sword.

After letting Brother Xiao Ma pay his respects, I quickly withdrew my mental energy. I was suddenly exhausted and felt drowsy. I guess this is what people call energy.

Of course, after my hard thinking, I probably already understood the structure of this evil-killing sword.

The fire stick I usually hold should belong to the hilt of the sword, and the small and pitiful "flame" is the blade.

"Fuck, why can't I do it?" Brother Ma asked me cursingly, holding the hilt of his sword to hold back his blushes and his neck without causing any flames.

"This thing is very advanced. A little kid like you who can't control your mental power can't do it at all." I curled my lips at Brother Ma. To be honest, I didn't have the confidence to say this at all. The scene of chess is still vivid in my mind. The old man moved eight chess pieces effortlessly, while I was as tired as a grandson and could only barely move one. This was to bluff the stupid little Ma.

"Fuck, you said I can't use mental power?" Brother Ma said arrogantly: "When I can use mental power, you are still liquid."

After saying that, he took out a mahogany sword, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sword immediately broke away from his hand and floated up. He raised his chin at me in a sullen voice: "See, this is the power of the spirit. "

"You can make a wooden sword fly without a spell?" I was surprised and asked him.

"Nonsense!" Brother Ma stretched out his hand, grabbed the peach wood sword, put it away, and explained to me: "The talisman is based on faith, and the incantation and hand skills are to break the restrictions on dialogue with ghosts and gods. Both of them are to summon ghosts and gods for blessings." Your own magic power may help you, but the premise is that you must have a certain amount of magic power, and this spiritual power is an essential quality for those who practice Taoism. Otherwise, if you cultivate a woolly Taoism, wouldn't everyone be able to subjugate demons? Demonic?"

"Uh, why can't you use this evil-killing sword?" I was even more confused. I couldn't do that hand he just showed. If it's like Brother Ma said, he can control the wooden sword to fly. In terms of mental strength, he should be more comfortable using the Evil Killing Sword than me, but the reality is that the Evil Killing Sword doesn't react at all in his hand. It's really strange.

"Perhaps this thing is a novice's equipment." Brother Ma threw the Evil Killing Sword to me with disdain and crossed his legs to watch a movie.

"What a bullshit!" I glared at Brother Ma and went downstairs.

There are all my tenants downstairs, four households in total.

One family is selling pancakes, another is an electrician, and two other families do not know what they do. They rarely see people. I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow, so before I leave, I have to make some arrangements.

It's not a big deal, I just want them to look after my small two-story building to prevent it from getting burned or stolen.

I knocked on the doors one by one and found that only the electrician was at home. The electrician was an uncle in his fifties. He was very loyal and honest. He helped me do most of the circuits in my house. As soon as I told him about the matter, he agreed. Seeing him sitting on the chair and picking his feet, I thought he was very handsome.

After entrusting me with the task of guarding my home, I went upstairs to get my wallet, took a taxi to a large shopping mall, and bought new clothes for my parents, several large cans of elderly milk powder for my grandma, and six strips for my grandpa. Cigarettes, and then took a taxi back.

When I was passing by the commercial street, I saw that the Communist Youth League was still working on the "Eye Eyes Project", and that young and beautiful student girl was also there. I asked the taxi driver to stop the car and wait for me, and walked straight towards the student girl.

"Hello, we are organizing an eye-loving activity. The purpose of the activity is to help... Hey, why is it you?" The student girl was introducing a lot of promotional materials to a passerby. When she saw me coming, she immediately let me know. Other members introduced me to passers-by and came over to say hello to me.

Looking at her warm smile without any impurity, I scratched my head and asked, "Besides eye protection, are there any other projects in the activities you organized?"

Seeing her puzzled expression, I said, "For example, building a Hope Primary School or something."

"Yes, a caring person built two Hope Primary Schools in Gansu last year. He contacted them through our Communist Youth League organization." She looked at me and suddenly asked excitedly: "Maybe you also want to donate one?" So Hope Primary School, right?”

"How much does it cost?" I asked.

"If it were an ordinary town-level primary school, it should be more than yuan." She bit her finger and thought about it, then told me.

"Then, donate to ten schools." I took out a card and threw it to her.

"Uh, you, you're not joking, are you?" She stared blankly at the card in her hand.

"The password is six zeros." After I said that, I turned around and left.

"What's your name?" she shouted to me.

"camel."

Sitting in the car, the driver asked me how much I had just donated. I said three million. He sneered and shook his head. He probably thought I was bragging.

Don't say that he doesn't believe it anymore. I didn't believe it myself before, but today I don't know where my muscles are. I just want to use the money to do something meaningful.

My brother is rich, but my brother is willful!