Retirement Tiandao Online Poverty Alleviation

"Strictly speaking, I'm not a ghost." Dao Chang beauty frowned, explaining to the shop owner who frantically retreated to the kitchen, grabbed a bag of salt and threw it on her head and face.

However, the fragile hearts of human beings are not willing to listen to the lies of "evil ghosts".Not to mention that on the other end of the phone, there was a creature noisier than a sparrow.

"Don't worry! Calm down, calm down He Yan. This is not the first time I've seen a ghost, have you spilled the salt? Have you talked to him? You didn't tell him your name!"

Daoist Mr. known as "Evil Ghost": "He Yan?"

"The bastard has a lot of money! He knows now!!! Come and save me!"

"Wait, wait! That, ghost brother?"

He Yan was holding his mobile phone and half a bag of salt in his hand, looking warily at the "evil ghost" whose long hair was rustling the salt grains.

Daoist lowered his eyes, his pale pupils were covered by long and dense eyelashes: "I'm not a ghost."

"Okay, okay, you're not dead, you're still alive. That's it, I found Xiaotian's life to be dead, lacking everything in the five elements, so unlucky to die! It's useless for you to cling to him. Good ghosts have good rewards! In this way, you come Shop No. 49, Luohua Street, let me help you fulfill your wish, super reincarnation, free of charge! How about it?"

"I'm not a ghost who doesn't realize that I'm dead." The evil ghost was obsessed, and looked at He Yan who threw away the salt and picked up the serrated long knife at some point.

"Your friend's yin is much heavier than mine." The Taoist inspected the interior of the store, pointing his slender fingers gracefully to one side, "He looks like the black object."

He Yan turned his head slowly. On the round table by the window, there was a brightly colored flower with blooming petals... a sunflower.

"Fuck, what do you mean?" He Yan, who was compared to "Jiaohua", felt the challenge of the evil spirit to his masculine dignity, and swung the serrated steel knife wantonly.

"Don't get excited! Don't get excited!"

"He said I look like a sunflower!! It's also black! What kind of metaphor!!"

The Taoist priest looked at He Yan, who was full of energy and sullen, with his teeth and claws in front of him, and then looked calmly at the strange flower that grew towards the sun and was well cared for.

It really looks like it.

"I was abrupt."

The Taoist priest's voice is as gentle as jade, and it will quickly climb into the brain when it falls on the ear, like spring rain, which makes people love it.

He Yan blinked, and the exquisite and handsome face of "Evil Ghost" appeared in front of his eyes, and then he couldn't perceive anything after his eyes went dark.

"Hello? He Yan! He Yan? You stubborn ghost! What did you do to He Yan!!"

The Taoist priest picked up the phone, looked at the small box that could make sounds quite interested for a moment, and said, "A little spell to soothe the nerves. I'm going back to my old place. I have no malicious intentions, so I'm leaving."

"Beep-beep-"

Qian Duoduo looked viciously at the phone that was hung up, cursed and put on his clothes and rushed out of the house.

The door of the dessert shop is open, and the wind chimes are jingling non-stop.The ground was in a mess, and white salt grains were sprinkled all over the ground.

Qian Duoduo's heart tightened, and he cursed secretly.

He Yan was taken away.

Bad luck, but kind and upright personality = black sunflower —— "The Parable of a Booklet of One Hundred Sentences in Modern Language" by Retirement Tiandao