Retirement Tiandao Online Poverty Alleviation

He Yan felt a little sorry for accepting the precious finger wrench from the immortal head for no reason.He just invited He Qiyi to have a breakfast, which cost less than 100 yuan, which is not worth such a fine jade finger.

He Yan thought about returning the finger, but unfortunately, He Qiyi never showed up at the dessert shop after having that breakfast.He Yan had no choice but to go to Qian Duoduo to ask about the origin of the pull finger.

Qian Duoduo has many bases in Shicheng.These places do not require rent, the places are spacious, and the flow of people is good.The only downside is that it is a bit noisy, and from time to time, it has to deal with the urban management of the fellow who is robbing the place.

Qian Duoduo's secret strongholds are scattered in various bustling business districts, which he proudly calls his holy place to make a fortune.

He Yan didn't take it seriously, because these highly cost-effective strongholds have a resounding collective name: Tianqiao.

"Tianqiao is a good place to make a fortune." - Qian Duoduo.

He Yan passed by four homeless people, two cat and dog markets, and after listening to the street vendors haggling for a few dollars, he was not sensitive to Qian Duoduo's famous saying.

The mobile phone shows that there are no fewer than ten outgoing calls. From shutdown to arrears to no answer, every time the mechanical female voice sounds, He Yan wants to grab the curly hair on Qian Duoduo's head and rinse it in the swimming pool.

Until passing the eighth overpass, He Yan finally caught Qian Duoduo wearing small round sunglasses and a fake beard among the bustling crowd.

"Beauty, your horoscope for your birthday is pretty good. It's just that there have been some minor disasters recently. Would you like to buy a safe exorcism talisman to go home? It's not expensive. It's 15 yuan. If you bring a fortune-telling amulet, how about twenty for you? You It's my first business today, it should be! Hiss, this one has a broken corner, you can change it, you have to use good money to buy ours, otherwise it won't work!"

Qian Duoduo took the brand-new five yuan in the hand of the grocery shopping aunt, and sent the customer away with a smile.

Qian Duoduo, who has made twenty oceans, rolled his eyes with a smile, until he turned his head and saw his best friend standing next to the fortune-telling stall, his face changed from joy to panic and then to worry: "He Yan!? Why did you come out! You were smashed!" Did you get smashed by a flower pot? Grass, did you get chased by a dog? Or stepped on a puddle! Why didn’t you hold the evil spirit talisman! What are you talking about? What kind of bad luck did you encounter today?”

He Yan patted Qian Duoduo's paw away, and said calmly: "It's nothing serious, I just charged you some phone bills before I came out."

"Okay, I know I don't need to say any more." Qian Duoduo covered his ears with a sad expression on his face.After a while, Qian Duoduo, who accepted his fate, took a deep breath and asked, "Tell me, how many times."

He Yanyun lightly stretched out his fingers: "Not many, four times."

"Oh, that's really good, ten yuan once and three times is only 30 yuan..."

"I charged one hundred."

"..." Qian Duoduo looked down at the four purple bills in his hand, raised his head, and was filled with grief and indignation, "Call now, call now! I'll get you back for you! This group of people who waste their phone bills just because of other people's bad luck You bastard! It’s not that I said you’re unlucky so don’t do this kind of thing, why would someone who checked the phone book three times and charged the wrong phone number due to various coincidences charge the phone bill!!”

"You don't need to pay it back." He Yan covered his ears from the noise and replied coldly.

Xizi held Qian Duoduo in the shape of a heart and immediately straightened his waist, laughing: "Good people are rewarded, He Yan, you are the reincarnation of the money-spreading boy, and you must have great achievements!"

He Yan pursed his lips tightly, telling himself not to take it lightly, and as expected, Qian Duoduo said with regret: "It's just the next life."

He Yan took a deep breath, and told himself to be more angry with Qian, and his life would be reduced by at least five years.

He Yan, who gave up fussing with Qian Duoduo, decided to get straight to the point. He handed the finger to Qian Duoduo, "Help me find out the origin of this thing."

"Jade Finger? Where did you get it?" Qian Duoduo asked.

"He Qiyi gave it."

"He Qiyi? Who is it?" Qian Duoduo scratched his head, flipped his fingers over to check, "This is a good item."

"That fairy... evil ghost from before." He Yan suddenly realized that Qian Duoduo didn't know the identity of He Qiyi, so he changed his words.

"Oh, that evil ghost." He Yan nodded in understanding, and suddenly stopped playing with his finger, "Wait, you say evil ghost? Why is he still at your house! Are you dying!"

"It's so noisy." He Yan covered his ears, unilaterally rejecting Qian Duoduo's roar.

He Yan was so noisy that he turned his head, his eyes fell on the sidewalk across the street, and then he saw He Qiyi, who was dressed in white and was entangled by a beggar with a large canvas bag.