Early in the morning, Han Lingsha fed the birds, secretly came to the painting, and put sacrifices on the thirteenth day.

Shang Sheng Fan Li's painting slammed and rolled up.

"Boss, Shang Sheng is shy again!"

Han Lingsha grinned, her eyes bent into crescent moons, and she called inside exaggeratedly.

Since discovering that Shang Sheng did not dare to accept the pawnshop's tribute, this is her happiest entertainment.

Gu Cheng leaned back on the recliner and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Immature.

Han Lingsha didn't get a response, flattened her mouth, came to Gu Cheng who was basking in the sun, and said softly: "Boss, I want to ask you one thing, please ask you one thing." ”

"Not dead, not taught, worked. ”

Gu Cheng didn't open his eyelids and spit out six words.

"Not dead" refers to her uncle Han Beikuang.

After Steward Qiu left that day, Han Lingsha begged Gu Cheng to rescue her uncle Han Beikuang, and did not hesitate to pawn anything for this.

But Gu Chengyou said that the employees in the pawnshop could not pawn, and Han Beikuang had no worries about his life for the time being, and his life was not over.

Han Lingsha was overjoyed, but also a little skeptical, and had to ask once a day.

As for "not teaching", it is Han Lingsha who wants to get close to the water and get the moon first, and seeks the method of cultivating immortals.

Immortal fate is hard to find.

Don't look at Gu Cheng's opening up of the immortal realm, the Shushan faction has been established, there have been many immortal cultivation sects in the past thousand years, but compared to the large population in the human world, it is still scarce to the extreme.

It is no wonder that Steward Qiu will do whatever it takes for his son, and he also wants to seek benefits.

It's just that whether the immortals are as immortal and lofty as the mortal impression is not the category to consider......

Warm and cold self-aware.

Han Lingsha is also a member of the curious worship of cultivating immortals, and she hopes to change the shortcomings of the Han family's short life through cultivation.

Uncle is right, even if he escapes this time, the curse of the Han family's short life is still like a sharp blade hanging above his head, which may fall at any time.

Only by cultivating immortals and finding out the defects of the bloodline can you prolong the life of yourself and your family.

So when she found out that her boss might be a worldly master with great powers, not to mention how happy she was.

But Gu Cheng didn't teach.

Just tell Han Lingsha that there will be a chance in the future.

Where can the little girl endure it, thinking that this is a test, and while trying to perform, she can't help but ask, be rejected, and then perform, and be rejected again.

At this time, Han Lingsha was not disappointed, ran to the backyard, and went to clean diligently.

She is like a magpie that can't stop, flying around, and in less than half an hour, the Yongan pawnshop will become clean and clean.

"Boss, I'm going to buy groceries, what do you like to eat?"

Han Lingsha has been walking on the wall since she was a child, and her energy is excellent, these little things are not worth mentioning, she clapped her hands, and she was very authentic.

"It's almost the New Year, let's go buy some New Year's goods!"

Gu Cheng opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

Unconsciously, he has been in Yuzhou City for half a year, and now it is a small year, and the new year is very close.

When he was king, every year during the Spring Festival, it was a big feast for the ministers, and the whole world celebrated, but it was more of a ritual.

On the contrary, it is to return to the human world in this life, and when you watch the life of the audience with a birth mentality, you have a unique feeling.

In a sense, Yong'an Pawnshop is to replace the position of Heavenly Dao and make up for the lack of Heavenly Dao.

Gu Cheng went from the first stage of enlightenment to the second stage of replacement.

"Spring Festival!"

Han Lingsha also sighed.

As a child of the rivers and lakes, she has no fixed place to live, and she is adrift all over the world, and the Spring Festival is so close to her, but also so far away.

I didn't expect that after leaving my uncle and coming to a strange pawnshop, I would be able to live a safe and joyful Spring Festival without worrying about it.

Putting away her mood, she smiled like a flower and nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's Chinese New Year's Eve.

On the round table in the backyard, Gu Cheng and Han Lingsha sat together, wrapping dumplings together.

Han Lingsha is ingenious, now learning and doing, looking at Gu Cheng's technique, it will be soon, and he didn't come out of the machine, and after a while, he picked up an octagonal money-like dumpling: "Boss, look, this is what I packed!"

Gu Cheng looked at her face with some flour, and her coquettish appearance was cute, smiled and praised: "Competent!"

After the dumplings were put into the pot, Gu Cheng took out a red envelope from his arms and handed it over: "Happy New Year!"

"Wow, the boss is such a nice guy!"

Han Lingsha hurriedly stretched out her delicate little hand and took it with both hands, with a happy and intoxicated expression, and there was also some realistic acting skills in happiness.

But when she opened the red envelope, her little face twitched slightly.

That's too little, isn't it......

Just give me a red envelope, as for this picking?

Gu Cheng is now purely a born person's mentality, he has not deliberately earned money at all, the red envelope truly reflects his economic situation, and he took out a pair of Spring Festival couplets and asked Han Ling yarn to paste.

Han Lingsha moved a high wooden pier, jumped up, and quickly completed the task, looking at the Spring Festival couplets but was slightly stunned: "Boss, why is there no word on it?"

"When it should be, there will be!"

On the bare door, two blank Spring Festival couplets were pasted, and Han Lingsha tilted her head: "What about the door god? Why not?"

As soon as she asked, she knew the answer.

Shang Sheng didn't dare to accept tribute, so what kind of door god did he need to protect Yong'an Pawnshop?

But thinking about it like this, she felt very insecure, her little eyes rolled, she ran back to the house to get a talisman pen, and spread out the red paper: "Boss, can I draw two door gods?"

Gu Cheng smiled: "Who are you going to paint?"

"It's better to rely on others than on yourself!"

Han Lingsha held the pen, and drew two door gods on the red paper, one is Gu Cheng, and the other is herself, the lines are simple, but there is really a bit of charm.

It's self-protection.

She looked at the red paper and looked longing: "Boss, do you say that one day I will be able to become a saint and become an immortal, be worshipped by others, and protect the world?"

"Remember your ambitions and don't miss out on opportunities to change the shackles of your destiny in the future. ”

Gu Cheng smiled slightly, and suddenly looked at the sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

I saw a few fireworks rising into the sky in the dark, blooming with infinite brilliant light, illuminating Han Lingsha's face in amazement.

His eyes reflected the lights of thousands of homes, the crowd of people, and the threads of fate of all living beings were intertwined.

Yuzhou is the capital of a state, and many fireworks will be released during the Spring Festival every year, and it will take half an hour for the sky to disperse.

At this time, a lonely firework, somewhat untimely, rose into the sky, blooming with thousands of gorgeousness, and then diffused in the green smoke.

At this moment, Gu Cheng remembered the Xi Yao on the sacred tree, the nightshade in the fairy world, and the mountain and river society seal after becoming an immortal, hoping to elevate the small world to the civil and military of the immortal martial arts.

Compared with the richness of humanity, the feeling of heaven is really lonely.

But to transcend all restrictions and shackles, it has to be experienced.

After a while, the sound of firecrackers began to sound, first a few houses, and then the whole city roared.

"Happy New Year!"

"Good luck!"

However, in the blessing of everyone's laughter, a vicious team broke into the castle guard's mansion, and at the same time, above the sky, several sword rays flashed and fell outside the city.