"You know that?"

Li Ang's eyes widened, and his palms continuously took out all kinds of miscellaneous items from the void and placed them on the table.

What drying racks, meat hooks, black garbage bags for the kitchen, disposable rubber gloves, 84 disinfectant, floss sticks, red wine.

There's even a loudspeaker commonly used by street vendors — if electronics aren't banned in the script world, it will shout "Nine pieces of nine, nine pieces of nine for the whole audience." You can't buy nine yuan nine and suffer a loss, nine yuan nine you can't buy fooled".

Considering that anything can happen in the script world, Li Ang really put a small half of the nine-yuan nine-dollar cheap goods store in the automated pet breeding box with a huge storage space in case of emergency.

"Should I compliment you on Tinker Bell with four-dimensional panties?"

The corner of Wanlifengdao's eyes twitched, and he glanced at the bottle of red wine with an English label, and Dan Pain Ju complained tightly: "Don't talk about anything else for the time being, can this red wine still have nine pieces of nine?" ”

"Why not? The cost of many goods in the real world is outrageously low,"

Li Ang said casually: "Of course, these nine yuan and nine are pigment blending, and the cost price of a better wine is thirty or forty, and you can buy two hundred and five if you sell it online."

There is a lack of morality to make quick money, which is to take boxes of cheap bottled wine from factories at the junction of urban and rural areas, pay some money in the shopping mall, and set up a temporary stall for promotion, writing the original price of 299 and discounting the current price of 99. Don't be afraid of people, dare to shout, several shopping malls run around to commit crimes, and if you are lucky, you can earn tens of thousands of net profits in one day, and you can earn a down payment in two months. ”

"Also, this kind of operation?"

Wanli Sealing Dao was dumbfounded when he heard this, and immediately reacted, looking at Li Ang with a flickering gaze.

Li Ang waved his hand: "Don't look at me, I will never do things that harm others and benefit myself or harm others." ”

Heh, hehe.

Wanli Fengdao laughed awkwardly, and Li Ang added by the way, "It's too low and slow to make money like that, and it's not formal, and there is a high probability that it will overturn." The real gray profiteering industry often has a business model that is so simple and stupid that it makes people sigh 'this thing can make money'. ”

Wanli Fengdao and Xing Hechou didn't feel anything about this, but Liu Wuxian, who was the daughter of the Liu family, moved in his heart.

In the shopping mall, she has heard of many cases of turning over and getting rich with gray profiteering projects - of course, those people are too wild, their means are too low, their rank is too low, and their successful experience is difficult to replicate.

Only a very few lucky people can get out of the gray area, start running an industry, contact the outermost part of the Yin business district, and become a fat-headed, big-eared and serious businessman in the upper class, barely reaching the soles of the Liu family's feet.

Liu Wuxian thought of the sassy operation he saw when he teamed up with Li Ang before, and couldn't help but think silently: "Thoughtful, kind-hearted, ruthless,

If he devotes himself to the business world, he will definitely be a good hand..."

"In short,"

Li Ang put away the red wine and other miscellaneous items on the table, pestled the white sail on the pestle's hand, and said, "I'll go around the Shu King's Mansion to prepare first." ”

Xing Hechou asked, "Aren't you with us?" ”

Li Ang shook his head, "No, my Siemens Taoist vest has been in the limelight lately, and getting together is causing trouble."

Anyway, there are soldiers and bees to communicate remotely, and any information can be passed through it. ”

As if in response to Leon's call, the soldier bee lying on the table stopped wiping the sauce on its forefeet and shook its wings with a "buzz".

Although the bees are not yet able to understand the words spoken by humans, they can vibrate their wings to transmit sound messages at a specific frequency to the brain worms flying high in the sky.

Let the brain worm use the way of praying to the gods to transmit the information to Leon remotely.

Li Ang left the restaurant, carrying the white sail of the cloth clothes, disappeared into the crowd, and disappeared into the corner.

He was separated from his teammates, both to reduce the risk of his identity being exposed and attracting the prying eyes of the indigenous monks.

also because, some of his preparations are a bit unsightly...

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To the south of Luzhou City, there is a post station.

It is a room that has been temporarily remodeled, and all the furniture in the room has been emptied, leaving only spotless wooden floors.

The doors and windows of the room were nailed with wooden boards, leaving no gaps, and no light could shine in.

Seven thin, dark-skinned monks sat on the ground, in a circle, in the center of the circle,

Quietly sat a large two-person iron cage covered with several layers of heavy black curtains.

"If it is four things, if it is not lost. The heart is not yet touched by color and fragrance. All the magic happens. If there is a habit, it cannot be extinguished..."

The seven Annam monks closed their eyes and kept chanting scriptures,

The sound of Buddha echoes in the closed room,

The stagnant air, which was originally stagnant and turbid,

It seems that under the influence of the power of reciting scriptures, they exude a thick fragrance.

However, in the solemn sound of the Buddha, there is always a very slight sound of rustling.

The sound was like clothing rubbing against skin, like fingertips running across a wooden table,

Like a rat crawling along the corner of a wall,

Like a centipede skimming the mossy stone surface,

Such as mosquitoes, moths, flies, and insects vibrating their wings.

Slightly small, pervasive,

It seems to be going along the monk's ear hole, burrowing into the brain, corroding flesh and flesh, eroding reason.

The sound of rustling became louder and louder, and even in the sound of Buddhism, it was extremely clear

The eldest monk who was facing the door remained unmoved, neither sad nor happy.

He could hear the sound of the soles of his feet stomping on the ground as the armored guards patrolled downstairs.

You can feel the donkeys and horses in the stable, eating the feed.

He could even sense that a certain Xichang Tiqi, who was hidden in the woods behind the post station, reached out and slapped a mosquito that had fallen on his face, and wiped the mosquito corpse on the dry bark beside him.

Naturally, he also noticed that the young monk who was opposite him had long been overwhelmed—

The young monk was still chanting, but his voice trembled slightly, his eyelids twitched,

The slightly opened eyes were covered with cobweb-like blood.

“...”

The old monk sighed in his heart, and silently increased the voice of reciting the scriptures,

He didn't open his eyes, he just gently tapped the ground with his knuckles.

The young monk opened his eyes, looked at him gratefully and guiltily, stood up, and bowed slowly,

Turning around, he staggered to the corner of the room, pushed open the secret door, and left the room.

After a long time, the magic sound stopped abruptly,

In the iron cage covered with a heavy curtain, a hoarse and low voice like a scraping iron sheet sounded, "Lu Zhou, it's almost there, right?" ”

The old monk's eyes drooped, his wrinkled face twisted, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy, "There are still two days." ”

The magic voice was silent for a moment, "Two days..."

The magic sound gradually subsided, and the Buddha sound did not stop.