"The bracelet you gave them can really grow hair?"

"The bracelet is just a look, I used hard work."

"Kung Fu?"

Liang De shook his head and directly grew his shaved hair back, and the broken hair regained cleanly, and saved the trouble of washing his hair once.

Li Zhixian's face was overjoyed, and he was about to say something, but Liang De waved his hand without waiting for her to speak:

"Don't dream, the hair of the Thunder Four Friends cursed and killed, you can't grow back if you change your head.

Can you help me check, what was the average monthly salary in Xiangbei City last year? ”

Li Zhixian took out his mobile phone and searched it.

"In the early 8,000s...... The average is pulled so high by the rich that I think two-thirds of the people in Xiangbei are dragging behind. ”

"Then 3,000 per person."

"Only 3000? You're taking too little, right? ”

Li Zhixian looked at the newly searched information on his mobile phone and said: "FUE traceless hair transplant is 10 yuan to 12 yuan per hair follicle unit, which generally costs more than 20,000 people, and the effect is definitely not as good as yours." ”

"I'm not short of money, and I can't use it, didn't you listen to what the old brother said just now, other people's money is not blown by the wind, just enough."

"And people who are not short of money? Lao Liang, you have to eat. ”

"I can drink the wind."

You can still eat soil, Liang De added in his heart.

In cities with an air quality index (AQI) above 100, you don't need to eat at all as long as you occasionally turn on the Swallow Heaven and Earth method.

The air in Xiangbei City is average, there is a lot of inhalable particulate matter, the AQI tastes around 130, it is slightly polluted, and the haze entrance is soft, which is not as mellow as the haze outside our customs.

Alas, the moon is the hometown of Ming, the haze is the hometown of alcohol, and I am homesick again.

"Jean, you're blocking me from sucking the air."

Liang De took a sharp breath of the northwest wind and burped contentedly.

Li Zhixian was dumbfounded.

"You...... You have to have a place to stay when you sleep. ”

"I can sleep while walking, occasionally every two milliseconds, I've slept for almost 1 hour since I saw you, enough for me to move for two days."

Liang De took out a cup of coffee and took a sip, during this time, his immortal cultivation skills have improved again, and in a few months, he can try to sleep 0.5 milliseconds every 1 millisecond, so that if he exercises uninterruptedly, he will continue to improve.

"Don't you still smoke, smoking costs money, right?"

"I'm sorry, but my superpower is to produce my own cigarettes."

Liang Degu manifested dozens of packs of blue-box mint cigarettes, let the cigarettes open and close between his hands like a fancy shuffle, and then took them all back to the vending machines on the Jieyuan.

"And what about the clothes you wear, you can't ......"

Before Li Zhixian finished speaking, he saw Liang De's hands glowing with blue light and rubbing out a solid-color T-shirt out of thin air, and he wiped his five fingers on the chest of the T-shirt, leaving a black checkmark pattern.

"Any other questions?"

The corners of Li Zhixian's eyes twitched and gave him a thumbs up.

The two parchments in my aunt's relics boasted about the dependents of the high-ranking evil gods called "Realm Origin Walkers", and she originally thought it was just the nonsense of a township-level superstitious gang...... Now it seems that I am afraid that it has not been blown enough.

There is no extraordinary power of fluctuations.

The body can hardly go without drinking, eating, sleeping.

Strange and unpredictable biological manipulation and creation abilities.

Although it is not yet known how his frontal combat effectiveness is...... Taken together, these abilities can already become a generation of godfathers in the ancient times of ignorance.

The best thing to do is to notify the Evil God and Magical Disaster Countermeasures Bureau right away, but this matter is completely a basket that I poked out, and it also involves the blood of my family......

The blood of devotion to serve the evil gods of Kukai for generations?

I have such a high fashion value setting, no matter how you think about it, you should fight to the finale!

Why do you lose your job early?

Liang De and Li Zhixian sat down at a bus stop, and Liang De took out a new cup of coffee and handed it to her.

"Coffee? 55 degrees, not hot. ”

Li Zhixian took the coffee and took a big sip of it, with a strange expression on his face:

"Why doesn't it smell at all? You're a fake coffee, right? ”

Mortal cultivators, double espresso Americano, extremely bitter, and the living with fighting spirit can designate the next time to fall asleep after drinking...... Those who have no fighting spirit will drink it useless and tasteless.

“…… It's fake coffee, you drink it as water. ”

Liang De drank his bitter coffee, thinking that there is such a real salted fish in the world, it is really a mountain higher than a mountain, and I Liang De still underestimates the waste wood in the world.

The inside and outside of people are often contradictory, some people pretend to be strong in order to be strong, and some people pretend to be strong in order to be strong.

I didn't expect that there would be a frank salted fish girl like you in the world, and a beat is a beat, so sincere and not pretentious.

It's okay, if you don't have fighting spirit, you can't have ambition, and if you don't have ambition, you don't threaten.

With such a partner to handle housekeeping and logistics, there is absolutely no need to worry about being stabbed in the back by her.

Speaking of which, "zero fighting spirit" should also be regarded as a rare attribute......

Just think of you as an SR partner.

"Brother Xian, if you don't want to sleep for a while, I'll make you a plane pillow."

Liang De's hands lit up with blue light, but he was stopped by Li Zhixian.

"No, although I'm not as good as you, it's okay to go without sleep for two or three days once in a while.

Wait for a call from the bald quartet. ”

Li Zhixian took out the power bank from his sweatshirt pocket and connected it to his mobile phone, leaning back against the billboard at the bus stop.

The bus stop seats are designed to be anti-human, not easy to sit on, not to lie down, and this is done to prevent some homeless people from occupying the bus stop.

Liang De and Li Zhixian don't care, the two of them are a little far from the standard of normal human beings, not to mention that Liang De manipulated the air with a rigid and soft snake body to make an invisible sofa, and Li Zhixian fell asleep not long after nesting in the air sofa.

Liang De rubbed his chin and began to think about his next step.

The piercing gate, which was originally placed in the first place, had to be moved back a step.

Mr. Liang is now worth less than 200 crystals, and Li Zhixian performed penniless on the spot when he was skewering.

Therefore, the top priority is to make money to buy some mortal sacrifices and arrange the altar of the evil god on the inner line of the fantasy note.

Li Zhixian is not a realm primordial walker, and his soul cannot pass through the boundary gate, so he must use the Evil God Altar to get in touch with the Thunder Cliff Finance Headquarters to ensure that the daily expenses can be reimbursed normally, and after contacting, she can also apply for a reserve fund with the authority of the fantasy note.

Although she can communicate directly with Du Gongtai, she can't use the Kukai Evil God as a phone reception.

Thinking about her partner's unrelenting temperament, if there was no inner evil god altar, she might really do it after she drank high......

"Lao Du, transfer me to the financial headquarters, hurry up, there are two travel expenses that are in a hurry to be reimbursed, Lao Liang has been urging me for a few days, hurry up."

I don't want hair anymore!

It's not that Liang De didn't want to do all the work single-handedly, but his position has no relevant authority, and he can't apply for it if he wants to.

Outside the fist of fantasy, inside the master of the note of fantasy, Li Zhixian can't manage what task he wants to do, and he can't manage the capital and logistics, the system is like this, and Liang De can't help it.

"It's hard to get started...... At the end of the day, there is still a lack of money. ”

After the special mobile phone opened the cross-border communication authority, large financial institutions such as Delusional Bank and Anping Insurance have sent him countless advertising text messages.

Ask him if he wants a credit card, if he wants to borrow a consumer loan, and say that we have a product that is very suitable for you...... The less money you have, the more you can't touch these things, unless you really can't turn them over.

Poverty is like the wind, always with me.

Liang De looked at the crystal clusters the size of sesame grains on the origin of the Self Realm, and couldn't help but sigh.

……

At 7:30 a.m., Liang De inhaled the smell of freshly made pancakes in the air.

"How can you put bacon in this pancake fruit, this is too unsophisticated!"

Liang De was heartbroken, and was about to follow the taste to criticize the stall owners and diners, and by the way, he took a suck of the food particles nearby.

At this time, Li Zhixian's mobile phone vibrate, and the screen displayed an unfamiliar number from Xiangbei.

"It's coming!"