Chapter Eighty-Seven: Are Rich People So Good?

The boss came out of the kitchen with a mask in his mouth, holding a cigarette and looking very sharp.

"It's good to be beaten, young man...... You should be beaten more, so that you can grow. ”

The boss raised his hand, smoothed the corner of the slippery mask, and then walked to Su Fu with a cigarette between his two fingers, and sat down.

The corners of Su Fu's mouth twitched.

Are the elderly living so exquisitely now?

Of course, the owner of the small shop is definitely not old, but this guy basks in the sun in the small shop every day, which always gives Su Fu a feeling of vicissitudes and old age.

"I'm fine......"

Su Fu frowned and said lightly.

"Read less books, read less newspapers, eat more snacks, sleep more...... Young people should be like this, don't look old all the time, be lively, like me. ”

The boss exhaled a puff of smoke, and his eyes under the mask were quite misty under the light and smoke.

Su Fu glanced at the boss with a hair cover and a mask, and smiled coldly.

As if he found that Su Fu and himself did not have a common language, the boss got up and went to the kitchen to mash a bowl of gypsum out.

Although Su Fu recovered some mental strength under Lu Wei's treatment dream card, he was still very tired now.

The plaster was brought out.

Su Fu took a bite and poured it violently, and the cold feeling made him feel as if his soul was about to be sublimated.

It was still a familiar taste, or a familiar recipe, which moved him very much.

Su Fu thought that if he died, he would never be able to eat this delicacy again, and his heart was inexplicably a little uncomfortable.

So...... He can't die!

"Huh, where's my mask? Did you just tear it off and mix it with gypsum?"

In the kitchen, the boss's puzzled voice was heard.

Su Fu, who was feasting, stiffened.

"Poof!"

After that, it sprayed directly.

"Lie to you...... Eat more. ”

The boss took a skewer of roasted chicken gizzards, handed it to Su Fu, and said lightly.

Su Fu blackened his face and bit the chicken gizzard viciously.

"Are you happy to have a skin?" Su Fu said, chewing on the chicken gizzard.

The boss sat on the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, shook the cigarette ash, and raised the corners of his mouth, "No, you don't understand the happiness of skinning at all." ”

Su Fu: "......"

After a while, after eating and drinking, Su Fu was kicked out by the boss.

The roller shutter doors of the small shop were also locked.

Su Fu didn't stay, he was covered in blood, and rushed back to the rental house.

The boss, who was leaning behind the door, took out a cigarette from the crumpled cigarette case and held it, the lighter rubbed and the flames jumped.

Gray-white smoke misty.

"The first time I killed someone, I was so calm...... has a bit of the old man's demeanor back then. ”

......

Su Fu returned to the rental house.

Before I got to the room, I heard the sound of the cat lady scratching the door desperately with her paws.

Obviously, Cat Lady smelled the tentacles of longing.

opened the door, and the cat lady turned into a white light and rushed out, running around Su Fu's body, her mouth full of saliva.

After a while, Su Fu pinched the cat lady's neck and came in through the door.

The little slave turned into a red light and floated in the room.

Gripping the root of the wriggling tentacles.

The cat lady's eyes suddenly lit up, she broke free from Su Gong's hand, jumped down, and began to chase the little slave in the room.

A cat and a ghost are very happy.

Su Fu dragged his tired body and took a bath in the bathroom.

The hot water from the sprinkler head hit his body, and the heat filled the bathroom.

Su Fu rubbed his face a few times, the water splashed, and the water at the tip of his hair continued to drip down.

Work hard to earn scare juice and quickly improve your strength!

Because he inexplicably felt ...... The world is dangerous.

There are always people who want to harm me!

The mirror ghost and the old Lori in the black card actually appeared in the real world......

In the nightmare, these two guys wanted to kill him, and in reality, they wanted to kill him.

Su Fu naturally couldn't sit still.

After taking a shower, Su Fu walked out of the bathroom.

The little slave and the cat lady were eating their tentacles together on his bed in harmony.

As the cat slave ate the tentacles, Su Fu felt that his spiritual perception began to slowly improve.

Picking up the cat lady and stroking the cat's head, Su Fu said softly: "Eat more." ”

The cat lady stretched out her paws and watched the little slave eat the tentacles one by one, with tears in her eyes.

Eating tentacles seems to be just one of the hobbies of the little slave.

The scare juice is the true love of the little slave.

When Su Fu entered the black card, the little slave "biu" also got into it.

The scare juice is very important to the little slave, and Su Fu knows this in his heart.

Since the little slave was able to suppress other ghosts in his dreams, Su Fu knew it.

He will go farther and farther on the way to feed the ghost bride.

However, in order to get more scare juice, Su Fu felt that the idea of opening a dream card experience store that Jun Yichen said could be implemented.

He has money now, and it's easy to buy a storefront.

Planned in mind.

Su Fu slowly closed his eyes and entered the black card dream.

......

"Idiot!"

Rumble!

Jiang Chengxu's eyes froze, and he smashed the precious sandalwood table with one punch.

Horror of psychic perception struck the room.

In the distance, the old Lori holding the doll lowered her eyes, no joy or sorrow.

"The little grandmaster of the Jiangnan base is now busy suppressing the restless Dream Gathering Mother Stone, this is my best chance! That fool of the mirror ghost almost ruined my plan!

Jiang Chengxu said coldly.

"Lately, it's been a little bit low-key...... Don't let the group of dream makers in the Jiangnan base notice anything! They are now focused on the mother stone of the base, and they don't have time to pay attention to us, let's not provoke them!"

Jiang Chengxu's gaze swept to the other people in the room, all of whom were uniformly wearing black trench coats.

As for the old Lori, she quieted down again and stroked the cute doll.

......

Because the consumption of spiritual perception was too large, Su Fu did not choose to impact the new dream.

After all, the pen fairy nightmare still needs to be consolidated, and the other dreams have not been completely digested.

The scare juice didn't grow too much, and after the national competition ended, Su Fu also had one less way to get the scare juice.

In order to improve his strength, Su Fu endured the pain and gave the ghost bride a thousand milliliters of scare juice, and the ghost bride of Le held the clay pot and smirked on the side for a night, as for himself, he also poured a thousand milliliters, almost just using up the scare juice obtained by the entertainment site.

The entertainment site has just hung up a toilet nightmare, so the amount of scare juice obtained will increase.

However, after the first wave of frightened crowds passed, there was not much scare juice scattered and increased in the future.

Su Fu is now thinking about whether to send a nightmare to the entertainment site every two or three days.

However, if it is too frequent, the audience's immunity to nightmares will become higher and higher......

Wake up in the morning.

Su Fu frowned and pondered while brushing his teeth in the mirror.

It seems that it is imperative to open a dream card experience store.

Su Fu nodded seriously, in the entertainment site, every time he scares a person, whether he is scared to pee or cry, the scare juice obtained is 1, and the efficiency is too low.

If you are in the dream card experience store, you can get hundreds of milliliters by crying, and a few more people will be able to increase the efficiency of the entertainment site several times.

After Su Fu finished washing, he left the rental house with a shoulder bag.

Rush to school and start today's lesson.

As soon as the class ended, Su Fu sent a communication to Jun Yichen.

"I thought about it, I'm going to open a dream card experience store. ”

Su Fu said seriously.

In the headphones, Jun Yichen was silent for two seconds, and replied lightly.

"Good. ”

Then there was silence again.

Just when Su Fu was about to open his mouth to ask for advice.

Jun Yichen spoke again.

"The store helps you find it, in the community where you live, opposite the gypsum shop that you often go to, the shop called 'Animation Dream Factory', the business is not good, I bought it, the name is yours, you go back at night to hand it over, I will send you the link to the decoration company in your dreams, I want to decorate yourself to contact, don't want to forget it." ”

"Is there anything else? I hung up without me, I'm busy. ”

“......”

Su Fu opened his mouth, but the words had not yet been spoken.

"Toot ......"

Jun Yichen has hung up the communication.

The pace is breathtaking.

The arrangement made Su Fu look confused.

Rich...... Are they all so good?