Chapter 589: Debts

Chapter 589: Debts

Under Mr. Liu's obscenity of forcing him to repay the money, Zhang Yi had no choice but to give in, and went up to honestly come up with a set of the simplest and most ordinary rituals, the kind that can't even be used on the candle table.

Although it is simple, everyone still looks at it quite tastefully, not that it is not as good as the bells and whistles before, but at least this time no one is confused.

Do you think it's the simple and ordinary Dharma that works? I thought about it a lot, because after the previous bells and whistles, some people who didn't know the reasons went to ask the people they were familiar with, why in such a grand ** place, there was such a clown-like person to play, and as a result, from the mouths of others, they knew that there was really such a thing and the existence of people, and it was not a god liar.

After Zhang Yi finished a set of rituals, he waved the peachwood sword, threw out a few sword flowers, thrust them into his back, turned around and left decisively.

"Is it okay?" Zhang Yi asked indifferently with a straight face.

"That's what you say to your creditors?" Mr. Liu said proudly.

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched a few times, pulled out a hint of an ugly smile, and asked again, "Brother Liu, is it okay?"

"It's okay, let's stay and go!" Mr. Liu waved his hand and said casually.

Zhang Yi:(λˆˆβ€Έλˆˆ)

When the matter was over, Zhang Yi took off his peachwood sword and hat, came to Yan Bo's side and sat down, pulled up his robe, took out his mobile phone, leaned on the back of the chair, and played.

"By the way, I just forgot to ask, Aunt Ying!? Didn't I come with you? Mr. Liu suddenly found that Fairy Ying was not there, and stepped forward to ask Zhang Yi.

"She got off the plane and got a phone call saying that she had something to deal with." Zhang Yi played with his mobile phone without raising his head.

"Didn't say when you'd be back?"

"Nope!" Zhang Yi raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just that with Aunt Ying here, we can be much easier!" Mr. Liu touched his chin and said, "I'll call and ask, I don't know if she will be in time tomorrow."

"Tomorrow's funeral? There's still a day and a night to go, and that's definitely going to be over. ”

"The tomorrow I'm talking about is tomorrow after twelve o'clock tonight!" Mr. Liu said with a roll of his eyes.

"! Is this called tomorrow? That's obviously a good night! Zhang Yi complained.

"What!? After twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, isn't it tomorrow? Liu asked provocatively.

Zhang Yi: (*γ‚šγƒ­γ‚š)!!

"You...... You're amazing! Zhang Yi was speechless.

Mr. Liu didn't scare Zhang Yi, took out his mobile phone and went out to call.

"Is it true that creditors are so confident?" Zhang Yi turned his head and asked Yan Bo to the side,

"Debt!? When did we owe him a debt? Yan Bo said with a grim face.

ZHANG Yi:((μœ βˆ€μœ |||))

"Wait...... Don't...... You ......"

"Do you know who the other families in this rich neighborhood are?" Yan Bo pointed to the ground and said.

"How do I know ......?"

"You must know one of them!" The corners of Yan Bo's mouth lifted and said, "It's the one surnamed Liu, and this is just one of his places, and there are other places."

"!!" Zhang Yi directly burst out foul language.

"So...... How do we owe money to such a big boss!! Yan Bo said cheaply.

"By the way, how can this kind of big boss only lend us a small amount of money like tens of thousands!? We must have made a mistake, we don't owe him any money at all! Zhang Yi also said brazenly.

In this way, the two hit it off, and just two sentences of understatement wiped Mr. Liu's debt.

After finishing the account, Zhang Yi and Yan Bo's mobile phones also seemed particularly comfortable.

At this time, a middle-aged man led a slim girl over and shouted softly, "Master Zhang!"

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi raised his head, saw the middle-aged man, and immediately remembered that the middle-aged man had eaten at the table.

The person who can speak at the main table, thinking about it with his toes, knows that he must be a person of high authority.

"Hello, hello!" Zhang Yi hurriedly put away his mobile phone and stood up to say hello.

"Master Zhang is polite!" The middle-aged man chuckled twice and said, "I asked a question abruptly, I wonder if the little master has a girlfriend?"

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi looked directly confused.

"This is my niece, about your age!" Without saying a word, the middle-aged man pulled out the girl behind him and pushed it in front of Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi: !! βˆ‘(Β°Π”Β°γƒŽ)γƒŽ

After the girl was dragged out, her face was slightly red and she looked at a loss.

"You young people, have a good chat!" After the middle-aged man pushed out the girl, he laughed twice and left, leaving Zhang Yi and the stunned girl behind.

"That'...... That one! You...... Hello! The girl wrung her fingers and said in a slur manner.

Zhang Yi looked up and down at the girl in front of him, this girl was white and beautiful, temperament like spring, authentic Bai Fumei.

"Uh-huh!" Zhang Yi retracted his gaze, coughed twice, and said embarrassedly: "Come, sit down for a while!"

The girl nodded and sat down obediently in her chair.

"Go, dead fatty, on the side! Don't take your seat! Zhang Yi kicked Yan Bo with his foot and mocked.

"You guy!" Yan Bo raised his middle finger, despised Zhang Yi, moved his body, and sat on the chair on the other side.

After Zhang Yi drove Yan Bo away, he sat next to the girl and asked, "Do you know what I'm engaged in!"

The girl nodded, opened her mouth lightly and said, "En! I now know that these are real. ”

"All the things that exist are reasonable!" Zhang Yi said an inexplicable sentence.

"I don't really understand!"

"It's too much, don't talk about this, you give me your birthday!" Zhang Yi put aside this topic and asked the girl for the eight characters of her birthday.

The girl did not hesitate and reported her birthday to Zhang Yi.

In fact, the girl's age is only three years younger than Zhang Yi.

After Zhang Yi listened to the girl's birthday, he pinched his fingers and counted it, although Zhang Yi didn't know a lot about this eight-character fortune telling, but at least Qingshan Daochang had taught a little bit before, plus Yan Bo muttered in his ear from time to time, Zhang Yi more or less understood a little.

The girl opened a pair of big smart eyes and watched Zhang Yi's fingers move around curiously.

"You're going to meet someone who keeps losing to you in the future!" After Zhang Yi finished the calculation, he spit out such a sentence.

In fact, this sentence was told to Zhang Yi by Fairy Ying, but Zhang Yi never understood what this sentence meant, so he simply took it out today and changed it a little and told the girl.

The girl's big smart and clear eyes flickered twice, and her eyes flashed with an incomprehensible light.