On a dark cloud-obscured night, there was only the rustle of leaves in the night wind. Wu Laodao held a sword in his hand and glanced around.

The little Taoist priest said timidly: "Master, it seems that it is not easy to do today. ”

Wu Laodao glared at his apprentice: "Shut up, if you don't dare to stand here, go back to the house." ”

Wu Laodao observed for a long time, but didn't see any movement, he clenched his fists and said: "Poor Dao doesn't know which way to offend a friend, ask a friend to show up and speak." ”

The surroundings were quiet, except for a few black cries and wind sounds in the distance, there was nothing unusual.

Although Wu Laodao pretends to be a god every day, he does not believe in evil. He knew in his heart that the candle just now was not blown out by the wind, but someone used a hidden weapon to extinguish it.

Wu Laodao knew that there was a master reminding him not to mess around, so he turned to his apprentice and said, "Let's go in."

The little Taoist priest packed up his things and returned to the room with the master, and just as he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Wu Laodao muttering over there: "Hmph, I want to fight with the poor Daoist, he Zhang Laosi is still a little tender." ”

The little Taoist priest saw Wu Laodao brushing the dots of talismans in front of the table, and asked puzzledly, "Master, what are you going to do?" ”

Wu Laodao glared at his apprentice: "Hmph, stupid, can't you see this?" ”

The little Taoist priest was surprised: "Master, do you still want to do it?" ”

"If you don't do it today, you will have to prepare six hundred oceans tomorrow."

The little Taoist priest lowered his head and muttered, "If you don't want to take it, don't agree during the day." Look at the strength you swore with the female reporter in the afternoon, I thought you had changed your sex. ”

Wu Laodao spat fiercely: "Phew, the reporters are here, I don't say that, how else can I say it?" Can I tell the reporter, is it the fourth child who forced me to donate the money? Where will I put my old face in the future? ”

The little Taoist priest was helpless: "Since we agreed, let's break the fortune and avoid disasters." ”

Wu Laodao snorted coldly: "We have been spared the disaster, I have to let them suffer some disasters." He said as he put down the cinnabar pen in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a "bell", and the wall clock in the clock tower in the backyard rang by someone for some reason.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly ran out to see what was going on. Wu Laodao also followed, and said in his heart: I promised to take the money, but this fourth child is still not at ease, and he sent someone to do ghosts, do you want to scare me?

When the master and apprentice came to the bell tower, and when they saw that the bell tower was empty, the little Taoist priest asked, "Master, why did this bell ring on its own?" ”

Wu Laodao patted his apprentice's head: "Idiot, this is someone playing tricks." ”

Wu Laodao suddenly realized that he had been tricked into the tiger and left the mountain, so he hurriedly turned around and ran back.

The little Taoist priest was puzzled, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he ran back to the house after the master, and saw that everything in the house was as usual, but the charm that the master had just written on the table was gone.

Wu Laodao picked up the sword, turned around and walked to the door, and shouted: "Fourth Master Zhang, don't hide, show up, let's open the skylight and say something." ”

Wu Laodao took the sword, and after shouting a few words, seeing that there was no movement, he began to change his words and scold.

Feng Qiang hid in the tree and said in his heart: This demon usually pretends to be five or six people, but I didn't expect to scold people one by one.

The little Taoist priest was also surprised on the side, he didn't understand what happened to the master today, and he had never been so angry when he was usually angry. How could the little Taoist understand that Wu Laodao was now angry not only because someone was pretending to be a ghost with him, but more importantly, because he was about to lose six hundred oceans.

Early the next morning, the newsboy had just walked to the door of the Mo family, and the newspaper in his hand had not yet been put into the mailbox, when the door of the Mo family suddenly opened, and Mo Yanfei said to him with a smile: "Give me the newspaper." ”

The little newspaper boy was stunned, he would occasionally see this Miss Mo, but he had never seen Miss Mo so happy. The way Mo Yanfei's fleshy little face smiled made the little newsboy instantly think of the fragrant white-flour meat buns.

Mo Yanfei saw that the little newspaper boy was stunned and didn't move, so he reached out and took the newspaper and asked, "What's wrong?" Bullied? ”

Only then did the little newspaper boy react and said shyly: "No, it's rare to see you in the morning, which scares me." ”

Mo Yanfei remembered that the child was only fourteen or five years old, and he suddenly opened the door, but he didn't scare him, and said with a smile: "Wait a minute, I'll get you something good." ”

Mo Yanfei returned to the house, took out a handful of toffee from the sugar box under the coffee table, and then hurried to the door and said to the little newsboy: "You eat some sugar to suppress the shock." ”

The little newsboy looked at the toffee and said shyly, "I'm fine." ”

"Take it." Mo Yanfei smiled and stuffed the toffee into the little newsboy's hand, "Go and deliver the newspaper, go home early after delivery, don't let your mother worry about it." ”

"Thank you, Miss Mo." The little newsboy saluted and walked to the next house.

Mo Yanfei closed the door and couldn't wait to open the newspaper "Baiyun Guan Wu Zhenren, repay the society, love donation" The big words first came into view.

Mo Yanfei shouted excitedly: "Dad, the donation is done!" ”

Mother Wu came out of the room and asked puzzledly, "What happened?" ”

"Let Wu Laodao take out six hundred oceans." Mo Yanfei pushed the door and walked into his father's room as he spoke.

Mother Wu frowned and muttered, "Such a big girl, you have to knock on the door when you enter your father's room." It's really bigger and more unruly, how can I fix it in the future?"

Mo Zhiyuan had already heard Mo Yanfei's shout, and said in his heart: My own lady is still too tender, so unbearable, even if she marries Zhang Zongze in the future, I am afraid it will be difficult to be happy.

Mo Yanfei said when he entered the door: "Dad, it's done." ”

Mo Zhiyuan sat up and corrected: "Those who have traveled a hundred miles are half of ninety, and you are still far away." ”

Mo Yanfei was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

Mo Zhiyuan held his forehead, and suddenly felt that he was too much of a failure, and he was really ashamed of his wife who was full of poetry and books.

Mo Yanfei asked softly, "Dad, what's wrong with you, do you have a headache?" ”

Mo Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "A hundred miles away, and ninety miles can only be regarded as only half of the beginning." This ancient admonition is to warn people that the closer they are to success, the more difficult it is to take things seriously, and not to be lax or careless. ”

Mo Yanfei nodded: "I understand, if you don't receive the money, you won't be considered a success." ”

"No, receiving money is not a success. Your purpose is to help the orphans and the sick, and you can only succeed if you achieve your purpose. ”

Mo Yanfei nodded again and again: "Dad, you're right." I can't get the money back from Wu Lao Dao and let other greedy people take advantage of it. I'll have to think about it. ”

"You better find a way for Zong Ze to deal with it."

Mo Yanfei looked at his father and smiled evilly: "Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, your trick is too high." ”

Mo Yanfei walked out after speaking: "I'd better go back to sleep." ”

Mo Zhiyuan shouted behind her, "You have to go to work today." ”