The fairest thing in this world is karma.

You think you have not been retributed, but in fact you will be repaid sooner or later. No matter how much wealth you accumulate, it is useless, first of all, you have to have a life flower, then you have to have a future life, a life in the next life, and finally you have to ensure that you can't meet a righteous person, otherwise you will be slapped in the face every minute.

Don't look at Xiaobao's young age, what he spits out when he opens his mouth is yin qi, and when it gets on people, it can't be shaken off like maggots on tarsal bones, so that they will be unlucky and follow them for a lifetime. The young Xiaobao easily donated all his wealth on behalf of the family and made sure that it was implemented, so that the merit obtained could be counted as his share, which was the first step he took to succeed.

In the ancestral hall of the Mao Mao family, both men, women and children all knelt on the ground reverently and kept praying to their ancestors. Li Qingming stood outside and read softly: "Mao Mao, don't be afraid, put the talisman I gave you in the brazier." ”

The huge fire suddenly appeared, and many people raised their heads in fright, but then they were pleasantly surprised, because there was a figure faintly in the firelight, although it was not clear to see, but it could be concluded that it must have something to do with the family. Everyone kowtowed more religiously, but Mao Mao listened to Li Qingming's words, slowly opened his eyes, and confronted the person in the firelight.

The ancestor who had set the rules back then was summoned, he lowered his head slightly and stared at Maomao's eyes, and then opened his mouth as if to say something, turning into a ray of golden light and disappearing, and the firelight slowly became smaller and became the original form.

"Maomao, what did he say?" asked Li Qingming.

"Sir, he said that Yin Virtue is too heavy, I can't afford it, and I need to find someone to balance it. Maomao's eyes widened slightly, and she didn't quite understand and said, "He didn't speak, he just told me what it meant." What does this mean, sir?"

This meaning is the same as Li Qingming's own conclusion, he just drew the ancestors to confirm it. Of course, words can't be said so straightforwardly, sometimes people can't be too sharp, it's best to hide it appropriately, so Li Qingming found Maomao's parents and a few old men and explained simply: "Yin virtue is accumulated, the heirs of the Yang world can't afford it, and the solution is very simple, find a pure and virtuous person to be a child daughter-in-law for Maomao, and the future heirs will also find such a daughter-in-law." ”

"But do you want to divide men and women?" the old men were very open-minded, and quickly thought of a question.

"Unlimited. Li Qingming shook his head and said.

This family is really strange, they only cultivate yin virtue and don't care about this life, so that there are fewer and fewer heirs, and there is only one left in Maomao's generation. However, maybe the ancestor of the year did not have the ability to reach the sky, he was just unwilling to give up the opportunity in front of him, so he left the ancestral precepts for the future generations to abide by.

Leaving a suitable birthday, as well as a general physiognomy, as well as the family status of the little daughter-in-law who doesn't know whether it is a man or a woman in the future, Li Qingming will retire and leave. Before that, he still has to go to see that evil ghost, and he has worked hard to return to the yang, and he is sincere to become a Xiaobao for five years, and he wants to be obedient.

Although Xiaobao can kill, he didn't do it, he probably knew that this was a test given to him by Li Qingming, to see if he could really be a human test. The little guy sat on the sofa with a straight face, holding the computer, and saw Li Qingming come out and hurriedly report what he had done, "There are still several properties that have been sold by me, and they have no financial resources except for the clothes on their bodies now." ”

"Devil, devil...... You are not our family's little treasure, what the hell are you?" Mrs. Fu's face turned pale, and she still didn't want to believe that those rich and wealthy people were so far away from her, and she would never return to her life of spending money from now on. Her husband's face was pale, his eyes looked at Xiaobao without blinking, and he rubbed his fingers, but nothing came out.

Several old men walked out with solemn faces, and threw over a piece of paper written with a brush, "From now on, you have nothing to do with my family, you can choose a surname for yourself." The boy stays, and he is not fit to follow you. ”

"Let him go, he's not my little treasure!" the rich lady pushed the old man, who had now lost her mind, and felt terrible when she looked at a pair of dark eyes. The old man was a little remorseful, he now has no ability and no wealth, the best choice is to cry and repent, in order to stay and regain his ability, but he was tossed by his wife's words, and he was completely cut off from his family, and even his only grandson was sent out.

Xiaobao walked to the other side very calmly, and was clearly distinguishable from his relatives.

Looking at this evil ghost, Li Qingming nodded with satisfaction, "You follow Mao Mao to protect him first, and I'm ready to come to you again." As he spoke, there seemed to be a faint fluorescence on his hands, enveloping Xiaobao from his head down, and his ghost-like eyes suddenly changed, turning into black grape-like eyes, and the whites of his eyes were there, no different from ordinary children. But this is only the difference in appearance, there is still a demon inside, but this is enough to shock the people around him, and the eyes that look at Xiaobao have also changed.

'Poof' knelt down, Xiaobao said in a milky voice: "Thank you, Mr. for saving your life." "Even the voice became childlike.

"Be a good man, and I will make you truly human. After Li Qingming finished speaking lightly, he waved his hand and stopped talking. Two hundred and five finally found an opportunity to brush up on their sense of existence, drove the others away viciously, sat next to Li Qingming, and said courteously: "Boss, shall we live here at night?"

"No, rest for a while and leave. Li Qingming looked at the two hundred and five who didn't quite understand, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Wow, boss, I'm really hungry. At that moment, all the wisdom of the two hundred and five came into play, and he sneakily ran to close the door and window, went to the bathroom to check it, pulled Li Qingming into the bathroom, and then took the opportunity to show off his treasure while making a lot of water.

When a person pursues something to the extreme, it will be like a flash of two hundred and five spiritual lights, and instant wisdom and wisdom, but it is only a flash, and it should be two hundred and five after the flash...... Or two hundred and five.

Leaving aside how Xiaobao's original family cried and grabbed the ground, and from now on they could only live the life of ordinary people, Li Qingming returned to the restaurant and found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. At this point in time, the glass door of the restaurant should be open, and the wind chimes are still pleasant, but the glass door is closed.

As soon as he approached the door, the glass door slowly opened by itself, Li Qingming looked inside curiously, and found that the customers were eating, and the rest of the restaurant was also busy.

"Boss. Li Qingliu found that Li Qingming was back, and hurriedly walked over and whispered, "There is a gentleman surnamed Shen who came during the day and brought a little wolf, saying that he wanted us to compensate him." Here's the post. ”

The dark red gilded post has a mysterious and eerie symbol on it, and there is a lifelike rose flower on top of Mr. Shen's name, and the thin thorns on the vine seem to protrude from the surface of the paper to the human hand. With his fingertips as white as jade gently brushing the spiky vines, Li Qingming curled the corners of his lips and said, "High-level zombies." ”

To be able to send such an exquisite post, and to have a name that conforms to the Eastern tradition, and even to bring a werewolf that has become a prototype, can only be done by high-level zombies, that is, nobles among vampires. That Mr. Shen probably came to make a battle post, because when Li Qingming prepared the medicine for the laundry man, he made two flavors of medicine, the zombie blood with high activity, and the werewolf blood that can be transformed but is not a ghost.

"Stone kills and leaves. Li Qingming sat behind the counter, leaned back, and as soon as he raised his hand, warm water was brought up.

Mr. Apple Tree wore a neat vest today, with a black tie, neat trousers, stepping on Cheng Liang Cheng Liang's leather shoes, and walked over with a branch dangling from behind him, leaned on the counter, and answered the question obediently, "That guy said that he wanted to take the washerman to see the outside world, but he didn't say when he would come back." ”

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't come back, killing is his real life, otherwise he will be killed on the spot. Li Qingming nodded, pointed to the post on the counter and said, "Help me get a reply like this, and I'll visit him tomorrow." Let the night candle be sent, he is small, and others can't find him. ”

"No problem!" Mr. Apple Tree was waiting for this moment, he must draw his apple blossoms, apples, apple leaf characters, etc. vividly, so that Mr. Shen thought it was a real apple tree after seeing it. Hmph, what is the rose, who doesn't know it's fake, but he's Mr. Apple Tree.

Time passed in a flash, and Li Qingming opened his wardrobe to look for clothes because he was going out to meet guests. Zhang Beibei stood next to him, quietly tapped his fingers, and then was shocked to find that the clothes in the entire wardrobe were the boss's, and he only had this one on his body, not even a change of clothes.

Looking sideways at his handsome face in the mirror, Zhang Beibei touched it with his hand, and secretly looked at Li Qingming's face, feeling that he was a brick, and the boss was a piece of jade. The bricks set off the beautiful jade, and they complemented each other, but now the bricks want new clothes to wear.

His eyes rolled, and then he found that his brain was really not enough, so Zhang Beibei had to say honestly: "Boss, I also want new clothes." ”

"Yes. Li Qingming finally picked out a moon-white gown. The modern version of Hanfu, improved by ancient Hanfu, is more suitable for today's people to wear, comfortable and elegant, and with Li Qingming's face, it is really the same person in the painting. "Your clothes are in another closet, pick one for yourself. ”

Two hundred and five chose a set of pure black clothes, and felt that his brick-like face matched the black very well. After coming to the edge of the city, a location that few people know, Zhang Beibei took the initiative to step forward, found the doorbell and rang it, and the breath of the little sun around him burst out at the same time, indicating that he was coming.

I don't know if it's because there are towering trees here, but even in broad daylight, the light is still extremely dim. There seemed to be a silent bat flying in the sky, adding a color of blood to the person. Footsteps finally sounded inside the door, and then the big iron door slowly opened, and without waiting for the people inside to speak, Zhang Beibei turned around excitedly and said, "Boss, it's very cold inside, do you want me to help you warm up." ”

"No, I don't. Li Qingming smiled at the other party and pulled Zhang Beibei in.

In addition to the faint blood color and yin energy, the living environment of high-level zombies also has a strong evil aura, but it feels different from that of oriental zombies. Li Qingming frowned slightly, and followed into the towering hall with no ceiling in sight. There was a strange shout that sounded suddenly, Li Qingming didn't make any moves, Zhang Beibei was startled, and with a reflexive punch, a beautiful blonde boy fell from the ceiling, his face was pale, his breathing was weak, it was not a human, it was a zombie.

There is a little sun, and the zombies who are hiding in the dark and want to dismount the guests have been dismounted, not only do they not see the joke, but they have become a joke, and some of them are unlucky and injured.

When Mr. Shen walked out, his face was very exciting. But in view of the demeanor, he had to endure it and invited Li Qingming to dinner.

"I'm sorry, but I support oriental cuisine, the ingredients must be □□ and cooked, the taste must be pure and natural, and the soup must be boiled for more than two hours. Li Qingming didn't want to say this at first, but he found out that this Mr. Shen might be from the country of dark cuisine......

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