The monk stood in the living room, waiting with anticipation for the 60,000 yuan fee.

But he waited a minute, and Kei Hoshino still didn't come out.

Listening closely, he seemed to hear a suppressed cry.

Because of foolish spending money, I was beaten by my sister?

Amitabha, the female benefactor obviously looks gentle, but she is unexpectedly ruthless.

They're not going to pay their bills, are they?

Worry rose in the monk's heart.

After another five minutes, Kei Hoshino walked out of the room with red eyes.

"Donor, ...... the reward for poor monks," the monk asked straight to the point.

"I want to be paid!" Kei Hoshino became furious, "You didn't solve that ghost at all!" ”

"Oh, don't joke with the poor monk." The monk put away his smile.

"You're kidding me! You liar, get out! Kei Hoshino glared at the monk.

The monk was not flustered, he calmly untied the monk's robe, revealing his strong chest muscles: "In fact, removing the spirit is only the hobby of the poor monk, and the poor monk is best at Buddhist martial arts." ”

Looking at the muscular monk who was a head taller than himself, Kei Hoshino couldn't help but take a step back.

His heart grew even more grieved.

Not only the ghost, but even the monks bullied him!

"It seems that the donor wants the poor monk to perform a part." The monk clenched his fists and walked forward slowly.

"Stop, stop!" Kei Hoshino immediately softened.

He took out his wallet from his pocket, which contained only a five-hundred-dollar coin, and the cost of removing the spirit was sixty thousand.

He looked at the monk: "I don't have any money. ”

The monk's face was as usual, he often encountered this situation, after all, those empty nesters are generally poor ghosts.

At this point, it's good to grab something.

The monk looked at Kei Hoshino's pocket: "The poor monk pinched his fingers, the donor's mobile phone is related to my Buddha, I don't know if the donor can cut love?" ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his palm, making a clicking sound.

Kei Hoshino handed over his phone in grief.

Watching his partner who gets along day and night being taken away by that rough big hand, thinking that Aiji will be played with by that palm in the future, Kei Hoshino's heart is like a knife.

He bought this mobile phone after pestering his grandmother for a long time, and it cost more than 70,000 yen!

The monk pressed the power button, confirmed the authenticity, and put the phone in his pocket.

A smile regained on his face: "Amitabha, the next time the donor has something, even if he is called a poor monk." ”

"Okay." Kei Hoshino's voice was hoarse.

"Then the poor monk took his leave." With that, the monk turned around.

Xia Yan, who was floating next to him, naturally couldn't let go of this monk.

There is no need to be humane about this kind of liar.

He skillfully reached into the monk's pocket with his telekinesis and took out Kei Hoshino's mobile phone.

Placing the phone on the ground, he put his telekinesis into the other pocket, which, in addition to a mobile phone, also had a wallet.

If you take out the mobile phone and wallet together, the movement is too loud and will be noticed by the monk, but if you take it out one by one, there is not enough time, and the monk is about to get out of the attack range.

You can only choose one of the two.

There was a fierce ideological struggle going on in Xia Yan's heart.

The money in the wallet is uncertain, but the phone must be expensive, but the phone is not easy to sell.

Do you want a phone or a wallet?

Mindfulness sensed Xia Yan's entanglement and divided into two parts, one grabbed the phone and the other grabbed the wallet.

Telekinesis: All of them, of course!

Xia Yan looked at Nianli in surprise: You actually forked!

He took out his wallet first, and then took out his phone before the monk left the attack range.

If he only had a telekinesis, he would have to put his wallet down before he could get his phone, and now, he can hold his wallet and his phone at the same time.

The monk didn't notice the theft of his wallet and mobile phone, and he was still immersed in the satisfaction of making a single order.

Walking out of Hoshino's house and stepping on the dusk view, the monk came to a speakeasy.

As soon as he entered the door, someone laughed at him: "Bald, you are deceiving people again!" ”

"Nonsense, the monk's business, can it be called a lie!" The monk sat down at the bar and said, "Have a glass of vodka and add ice." ”

The others continued to laugh: "A bald man is a bald man, and he still pretends to be a monk, do you have a temple?" ”

The monk's face turned red, and he turned his head away, not bothering with these good deeds.

There was a convivial atmosphere in the bar.

The monk had to go back and dispose of his mobile phone, and after drinking three glasses, he stood up.

"Checkout." He said, reaching into his pocket.

Well?

What about my wallet?

No, I don't have my phone anymore?

He reached for the other pocket, and the phone he had scammed from Kei Hoshino was gone.

Stolen on the road?

Still is......

His mind flashed Kei Hoshino's face.

……

Hoshinoya, Kei Hoshino looked at two mobile phones and a wallet excitedly.

He watched with his own eyes, these three things flew out of the monk's pocket, needless to say, the ghost must have done it.

That dead monk deserves it, he actually blackmailed me, his phone and wallet are gone, hahahaha!

Kei Hoshino happily stretched out his hand to get his phone.

Smack-

Xia Yan slapped his hand away.

Kei Hoshino stretched out his hand again in confusion, and was slapped off by Natsuhiko again.

"This is my phone." Kei Hoshino said aggrievedly.

Ruri Hoshino next to him gave a pen and paper, and Natsuhiko wrote on the paper:

"I took it from the monk's pocket, what does it have to do with you?"

"But, this is a monk who deceived me!" Kei Hoshino argues with reason.

"You go to the monk"

"This is the phone my grandmother bought me."

"You go to the monk"

"I still have an invoice!" Kei Hoshino refused to give up.

Natsuhiko put down his pen and grabbed Kei Hoshino's hair.

"It's yours, it's yours." Kei Hoshino immediately changed his tune.

Loosening his hair, Natsuhiko pondered.

Kei Hoshino lost his mobile phone, and it was inevitable that something would happen, and the resale price of the mobile phone was too low compared to the original price.

Xia Yan wrote on a piece of paper:

"But it's not impossible to give it to you."

"Really?" Kei Hoshino's eyes lit up.

"You can buy it from me."

"I don't have any money." Kei Hoshino was frustrated again.

"You can sell your labor"

Natsuhiko seduces Kei Hoshino step by step, he is now stronger, and it won't be long before he starts exploring the temple shrine, before he can get Ruri Hoshino out of the heavy chores.

A qualified capitalist must first liberate labor before he can exploit labor power!

"The minimum wage in Misaki City is 800 an hour, and if you do housework for two hours a day, 1,600 a day, or 48,000 a month, you can buy your phone back in two months!"

"But this phone only costs seventy-seven." Kei Hoshino felt that something was wrong.

"This phone has been with you for so long, and it still has emotional value, so it's also counted."

Seeing that Kei Hoshino was still hesitating, Xia Yan wrote again:

"You have to think about it, you make 48,000 a month, which is ten times your pocket money, as long as you are at home, you have made a lot of money!"

Keiichi Hoshino pondered, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He happily agreed.

Xia Yan threw his phone to him: "After eating, go put in the bath water, wash the clothes in the evening, and get up early tomorrow morning to dry."

"Okay." Kei Hoshino nodded, happily touching the lost phone.

Looking at Kei Hoshino's back, Natsuhiko shook his head.

This fool is so foolish.

In the island country, the hourly wage of a housewife is one thousand six, and he only gave Kei Hoshino eight hundred.

And the reward is Kei Hoshino's mobile phone, not only is it not discounted on the original price, but it is also added.

This guy can only do bad things in his life, and he can't be helped.

Natsuhiko wrote again, asking Ruri Hoshino to use Kei Hoshino, and then looked at the other two loot.