Kuai Chuan: My host was targeted by Xing Jiao again

Ye Ling followed up and kicked the old Taoist priest, "Money, money, money, you know money."

"As the saying goes, if you have money, you can make ghosts turn the millstone. If you don't have money...you don't have money to hire a Taoist priest."

After finishing a business, the old Taoist priest who had both wine and meat immediately raised his posture, "You guys tricked me like that before, and you want to ask me for help now that you have no money? Bah!"

"Try it again." Ye Ling said and wanted to beat up the old Taoist priest.

Meng Huo held Ye Yun in his arms, watching Ye Ling's back as he drifted away.

Perhaps, only the days with that cat demon.

The young master is the one who is really happy.

on the way……

Zhefeng drooped a pair of white cat ears.

He didn't want Grandpa to remember that he was a monster at all.

Can……

He really has no living expenses.

"Tell me, what do you want, are you willing to help grandpa delete his memory?"

Seeing that Zhefeng was in a low mood, Ye Ling knew that it must be something about his grandfather that made him sad, so he asked the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist stretched out his finger, "This number."

When Zhefeng heard this, he turned around and moved his cat ears. He tried to test, "100 yuan?"

"Bah, I really sent beggars away." The old Taoist priest who had meat and wine didn't negotiate sincerely at all. When he thought of being tricked by these two little guys just now, he felt very angry, so he opened his mouth deliberately, with an arrogant and arrogant attitude. Resolutely, "At least 1 yuan, otherwise there is no discussion."

"Deal." Ye Ling took out a spell quite simply, and after a bang, the spell turned into a mobile phone, "QR code, I'll scan your 1000, and the remaining [-] yuan will be given to you Money to buy meat and wine."

"Damn it, it's so refreshing." Careless, if I knew this kid was so rich, I should have just bid 10 yuan.

The old Taoist sighed softly deep in his heart.

"You just say whether you can help grandpa." Ye Ling held the mobile phone and shook it in front of the old Taoist priest.

"Help, help, definitely help, buy one get one free service, and help him get rid of the whip wounds by the way."

Now that the price is in place, the service attitude of the old Taoist priest is also in place.

He took out a piece of plastic paper with a QR code printed on it from the Taoist robe, "WeChat on the front, Alipay on the back, you can do whatever you want—"

"Drip...Alipay arrives in the account, 1000 yuan."

"Ye Ling, when did you suddenly have so much money?"

Zhefeng carried his grandfather on his back, and secretly came to Ye Ling's side. At that time, Ye Ling hadn't noticed the change in Zhefeng's expression.

"Hey... When I ran away from home before, I gave myself the private money that was next to me. This money has always been on me." Ye Ling accidentally revealed all about the private money.

"Oh, what about private money, that is to say, what I said before, if I don't take in someone, that person will definitely live on the street, starving and naked, are you lying to monsters?"

Zhefeng's tone became more and more sinister, and he snapped his fingers with both hands, making a crackling sound.

"I didn't lie...I mainly used exaggerated rhetorical techniques to exaggerate a sad atmosphere. Moreover, although I am rich, I am indeed homeless, Afeng...Feng..."

The next moment, Ye Ling was directly grabbed by Zhefeng's ear.

"Huh..." The little Taoist couldn't help touching his ears, "Master, when I marry a wife in the future, I must not marry such a monster brother."

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