Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Immediately afterwards, the second man in line smiled politely at Chu Yao and walked in.

Chu Yao noticed that he was bloated. It was the crisp autumn season, and the night was even more chilly, but he kept wiping his sweat.

After a while, the man still didn't come out. Chu Yao didn't want to wait any longer and walked into the candy shop.

As soon as you enter the door, there is an indescribable weird smell, like Chinese medicine mixed with dried flowers, bitter and with a hint of decay.

Chu Yao looked around and saw a lot of strange things on the shelves on both sides. It seemed that these were the goods sold to Boss Xu.

The man who just came in was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his hands uneasily.

Behind the counter stood a stooped old man with a melon cap on his head and a pipe in his hand, puffing away and enjoying it. He was the "virtual boss" in the mouth of the hungry.

Chu Yao glanced at Boss Xu with his heavenly eyes, and felt a little clear in his heart.

Although in the eyes of ordinary people he was a thin old man, Chu Yao could clearly see that the various organs in his body were pieced together. What was even more incredible was that what was on his neck was not a human head, but a rat. head!

Boss Xu raised his eyelids slightly and said in a bad tone: "Little girl, why are you not following the rules? My guest hasn't left yet, so you are impatient."

"Boss Xu, it's my fault. I thought about it for too long and wasted other people's time." The man said with a smile.

"It's strange, you still need to think about such a simple question?" Boss Xu took another puff of his pipe and said slowly, "Your son is missing a lot of energy. At most, he is a little stupid. But if you don't have money, how can you do it?" If the operation cannot be performed, then everyone will be dead. You should be able to tell the difference between the seriousness and the seriousness."

Chu Yao smiled playfully. This virtual boss is not a human being. If he wants to fully cultivate into a human form, he must collect three human souls and seven souls.

What he doesn't want is much, he just wants the "linghui" of the man's son. Linghui governs wisdom. Although it is not fatal if lost, a person's IQ will drop to three or five years old.

"The child is still young. If he becomes unable to take care of himself, what will he do if I die in the future?" The man said sadly, "Boss Xu, I can give you anything I have. Please take a closer look." Look, if it doesn’t work, you can even take my life!”

"Your life?" A sharp cold light flashed in Boss Xu's eyes, and he sneered, "If you were still the real estate tycoon before, your life would still be worth a lot of money. But now you are poor and have nothing, and all the organs in your body have been used up. Fifty years, it’s not worth a penny!”

The man hid his face and cried bitterly. Not long ago, he was a billionaire with unlimited fame, and he could get wind and rain whenever he wanted.

But he didn't know who he had provoked. In just one month, he had lost all the family property accumulated for three generations!

To make matters worse, his son suddenly fell ill and stayed in the ICU for more than half a year. He spent all the remaining money and his son still did not get better.

"Forget it, think about it slowly, I'll talk to this little girl first." Boss Xu put down his pipe, picked up his unilateral glasses, and looked at Chu Yao carefully.

The more he looked at it, the more he smiled. The little girl in front of him was full of treasures. In all his years of living, this was the first time he had seen such a top quality. Her destiny, luck, and three souls and seven souls were all of the highest quality. To say that she is the darling of Heaven is nothing more than that!

"Sit down, sit down!" Boss Xu smiled flatteringly and personally brought a huanghuali chair to Chu Yao, served tea and poured water.

Chu Yao was not polite to him and sat down with peace of mind.

"Miss, what do you want today?" Boss Xu said with a smile, hoping that if Chu Yao wanted something hard, he would be able to ask for a hefty reward.

"I want tickets to the ghost market." Chu Yao said straight to the point.

"That's it? Are you going to be such a rag?" Boss Xu was simply shocked. Tickets to the ghost market were the least valuable thing in his place. In previous years, the disciples couldn't give them away, so they all piled up in his place.

"How can this be called junk?" Chu Yao was a little surprised. Didn't it mean that the Secret Service had been working on it for several years and still couldn't get the tickets?

"Miss, you don't understand this. This thing looks rare, but in fact no one wants it." Boss Xu said disdainfully, "What can there be in a ghost market? Isn't it just a bunch of people who collect rags and come out to sell their three cents? Melon and two dates?"

Although Boss Xu’s business is not considered fair and square, as a demon clan, he also has rules that he must abide by - it must be an exchange of equal value, or he must give away three points of the profit. If he takes advantage of others, he will be ruined. lose.

If Chu Yao just wants tickets to the ghost market, then she only needs to pay Boss Xu two hours of luck, or some low-grade magic weapons.

"We have a lot of good stuff here." Boss Xu rolled his eyes and said hintingly, "If you want some other hard goods, just these tickets, we will give them to you for free."

That being said, in reality, Boss Xu will not engage in loss-making business, and the tickets will be included in the calculation when collecting remuneration.

"Oh? What hard stuff?" Chu Yao asked with a smile.

"We can get you whatever you want." Seeing that the fish was about to take the bait, Boss Xu rubbed his hands together excitedly.

Chu Yao smiled slyly, and the words he asked were like a thunder, which shocked Boss Xu and fell off his chair.

"Then I want the head of 'Fifth Master', can you get it for me?"

"Ancestor! Shut down, you dare to say this, will you die?" Boss Xu got up in a hurry, and hurriedly went to cover Chu Yao's mouth.

"Can't you get anything?" Chu Yao ducked back, blinked innocently, and asked, "Why don't you keep your word?"

"Miss, are you here to make trouble?" Boss Xu weakly supported his waist and said, "That's all, I can't do your business anymore, you'd better leave."

Seeing Chu Yao motionless, Boss Xu sighed heavily and came to the man again.

"How about it, Mr. Meng, have you thought clearly? Do you want your son's life, or...?" He took out a document from his arms, put it on the coffee table in front of the man, and pointed to the signature place.

"Alas... alas!" The man grabbed the pen on the table and said in great pain, "Xiaoyu, it's my father who is useless. In order to keep you alive, my father has no other way..."

"Wait a minute." A white hand pressed down on the paperwork on the table. The man looked up and asked in surprise: "Little girl, what are you doing?"

He had summoned up the courage to pick up the pen, but now he was interrupted and fell into hesitation again.

Boss Xu looked fiercely, touched his beard, and threatened: "Miss, it's just that you don't want to do business with me, but you also have to control my business with others?"

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The next second, in the astonished eyes of the two people, the paper document was torn into two halves by slender hands.