"Madam, there are two gentlemen who said they want to see you, and they say what kind of people from Part X."

The housekeeper came in and announced.

"Let them wait in the living room."

Ye Lige handed over the little princess in his arms to his sister-in-law.

"Little Ge'er, who is part X?"

The little finch was full of curiosity.

"It's just a person who works hard for world peace, and it's quite admirable."

Ye Lige straightened his clothes and went downstairs with the little finch.

In the nursery.

Little Princess: "I don't think it's good. ”

Dabao: "No, I have a feeling that they want to pit Mommy." ”

Erbao: "It's a pity that we are only a four-month-old baby, and we can't protect it." ”

Sambo: "You're so noisy that I sleep." ”

Treasures: "Get out!" ”

They use their psychic sense to communicate, and they don't make a sound or make a fuss at all.

Eh......

What about the Four Treasures?

Only then did the babies find Sibao lying in the crib, sleeping soundly.

Downstairs living room.

"Mrs. Mo."

Xiao Yi and Wang Lung, who were originally sitting on the sofa and waiting, immediately stood up when they saw Ye Lige.

"Hmm."

Ye Lige sat down on the sofa: "You are here for the sake of death, right?" ”

"Haha."

Wang Lung smiled a little embarrassed, and the corners of his eyes were aimed at Xiao Yi.

"Mrs. Mo is really smart, we are indeed here for this matter, the quotation given by the Grim Reaper is too high, to tell you the truth, we have very little money."

"Not really."

Wang Lung hurriedly helped: "Really, I can't even take a taxi, we are still taking the bus this time." ”

"Aren't you cultivators?"

"I remember that the Taoist priests in the world, feng shui masters and everything are very profitable."

"Yes, especially fortune tellers."

The little finch looked puzzled.

Wang Lung and Xiao Yi looked at each other, what, how this boy and brother talk is a little weird.

...... on Earth

It sounds like he's not human.

But that's not the point, the point is that he's questioning them for lying.

"The conscience of heaven and earth, those who make a lot of money are fooling people, and we doers have no money."

Wang Lung looked sincere.

Really, he also wants to make money, but he really can't fool people into giving a lot of money.

Besides.

Cultivators should be indifferent to things outside their bodies, and they should be vulgar without money.

It won't be like the Grim Reaper.

As a cultivator, it is simply too much to make such a long list to slander people.

"I think you're pretty foolish."

The little finch couldn't help but complain.

Wang Long's face turned red, yes, he is a bit of a scumbag, but his boss Xiao Yi is not a scumbag.

Look at the human eye.

The pupils are gone, but the person is still fine, just like he has the eyes of the sky, he can see everything.

"I can't help you with the price."

Yeli Song said that he couldn't help it, and added: "Actually, I'm not familiar with death." ”

Uncooked?

If you are not familiar with it, there will be people's contact information, as well as other people's company's products, ghost letters.

Wang Lung was about to speak.

Ye Lige: "The reason why I have his contact information is because I am an important customer of their company, after all, I am light and easy to run into those things, so I am more interested in these, so I bought some to play." ”

Playing?

The cheapest are tens of millions. Go to Audiobook.com

Her router is clearly priced at 200 million, so it's just a casual play?

Wang Lung said that he did not understand the world of rich people.

"Mrs. Mo, we know that you have helped a lot behind the scenes, and there have been no new victims in the past two days."

Xiao Yi spoke.

Wang Long: "Yes, yes, yes, it must be Mrs. Mo who you helped, you are so amazing." ”

Don't.

They were so busy that even Xiao Yi's eyes were blind, and as a result, more and more people died.

Look at Mrs. Mo.

Say help.

In just two days, no one died, and the speed was unbelievable.

"I haven't done anything since I got home, it should be the Grim Reaper, she has this ability."

The night song has a faint expression.

Xiao Que knew that Ye Lige was the Grim Reaper, and smiled silently.

Xiao Ge'er is still so naughty.

"Death?"

"Could it really be the Grim Reaper?"

"I thought he was a profiteer."

Wang Lung was dumbfounded, he had openly complained about death at the previous meeting, saying bad things about him.

"He's okay."

"Those things are expensive mainly because they are not suitable for mass production."

"Besides, good things are worth a lot of money."

"Those Taoist priests buy a so-called talisman for tens of thousands, aren't they still a lot of people rushing to buy it?"

The night song is full of words, and the little finch says: "That's it, the things of the Grim Reaper are genuine, and if you put them there, you can automatically collect the evil spirits, so it's cheap." ”

"It's all priceless."

The night song is serious.

Outside the door.

The car was driving into the yard, and the butler opened the door: "Why did Mr. come back so early today?" ”

"I'm done."

Mo Bingyan walked past the housekeeper expressionlessly, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw several people sitting in the living room.

"Yes, Mrs. Mo is right, the Grim Reaper's things are indeed worth the money, but we are too poor."

Wang Lung's smile was far-fetched.

That thing is just a small flashlight, a router, and it costs tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

Worth?

There is a ghost, which is even more expensive than an ancient artifact.

"That's it."

"Other people's things are really worth the money, and if you don't have money, you can only not buy them, and you can't say that other people are profiteers."

The little finch was a little angry.

The Grim Reaper is none other than that, it's their little song, how can they be scolded?

"Sir."

The butler's shout made everyone turn around, only to find Mo Bingyan standing outside the hall watching them.

"Mr. Mo."

Wang Lung and Xiao Yi hurriedly got up.

"Are you back so early?"

Ye Lige smiled at him, and the corners of Mo Bing's lips were slightly hooked: "It's nothing to do today." ”

in the office.

Mu Yang, who was still struggling hard, nodded, well, it's nothing, you are the boss, you have the final say.

"These two are from Part X."

Ye Lige introduced, Wang Lung nodded and bowed: "Hello Mr. Mo, my name is Wang Long, this is my boss, Xiao Yi, we actually have a mission to come over today." ”

Their task is to make a mistake, and Mr. Lamor's sponsorship would be better to equip them with a set of ghost-catching equipment like Mrs. Ink's, so that they can better save the world.

"Huh?"

Mo Bingyan sat down next to Ye Lige.

He was very interested in the Grim Reaper, that was his nemesis, more than a year ago, he suddenly appeared, people are researching intelligent robots, he is also studying, people are going to develop a conference, he opened it half a month first, but there is no less Ho Mo Group.

"Mr. Mo, have you ever heard of death?"

Wang Lung asked right in the middle, and the corners of Mo Bingyan's lips raised slightly: "I want to hear about it." ”

"That's right, this person is very mysterious, we just heard about it, and then Mrs. Mo ......"

Wang Lung paused, a little apprehensive: "Mr. Mo, do you believe in the theory of ghosts and gods?" ”