The master is gone, and Tang Mo and Xiao Ai's life will go on in the end. But what about the money to get by? Before leaving, the master only left a few thousand yuan for Tang Mo and this herb shop. The master is low-key on weekdays, and the herb shop he opened is as low-key as him, opening at the end of an inconspicuous and secluded street, the flow of people on this street is small, and now people who are sick go to the hospital or go to the big pharmacy to buy Western medicine, who will buy these Chinese herbs that have to be boiled hard, so this herb shop has always been unable to make ends meet, to put it bluntly, the meaning of its existence is to cover the master's profession of catching ghosts. Now that the master is gone, Tang Mo and Xiao Ai's livelihood not only can't count on this small herb shop, but also has to be dragged down by it, and they want to close it down and save money, but this was once a piece of the master's hard work, and guarding it is like guarding the master, so in the end, Tang Mo gritted his teeth and continued to open this herb shop. Although that being said, the money will not fall from the sky, the rent of this pharmacy is a large amount of expenditure, at this moment, Tang Mo and Xiao Ai's rations are gone, where can they find this rent?

Of course, Xiao Ai, who is only responsible for eating and drinking, has not had any bad ideas, and it suggested that Tang Mo learn from his old man to catch ghosts and drive disasters for others to make money.

"But the master didn't teach me anything, how do you ask me to catch ghosts and drive away disasters for people?"

Tang Mo angrily said to Xiao Ai dissatisfiedly, this guy is embarrassed to say that he has been cultivating for thousands of years, but he can't do anything other than eating, drinking, and Lazar. Tang Mo was so angry that he wanted to throw it directly on the street, but as a result, this dead Jiao brazenly hugged Tang Mo's thigh tightly and cried bitterly, if he really threw it out with such a big Jiao, if he was not dragged to the laboratory as a living specimen, he would also be beaten to death, could Tang Mo really be able to bear to watch it scatter?

Alas, I was really defeated by this Jiao, the White Lady of the People's Republic of China can still conjure up a person after cultivating for two thousand years, this guy has cultivated into a Jiao, but in the end it will only become a plate of mosquito coils, Tang Mo really doubts that the master and his old man have lived too long, and his vision is a little bad, so he saved a fake Jiao back?

"Didn't the master leave something good for you?"

Xiao Ai wagged her tail and put on a flattering face, smiling and winking at Tang Mo. Tang Mo glared at it coldly, and patted the antique sandalwood box on the cabinet table angrily, which contained a few handful of rune papers left by the master before leaving,

"That's it? I'm going to tie you up when I'm done with it? ”

"Don't mind! It's not much, but it can solve an urgent need! ”

Xiao Ai looked at Tang Mo's face that was about to come out of the water, and said kindly.

Angry is angry, but thinking about Xiao Ai's words is not without some truth. There aren't many runes, but there's nothing wrong with catching a few ghosts to make some money. But those rune papers were left by the master, after all, one less is used. At this moment, suddenly thinking of the master, Tang Mo's heart hurt inexplicably. Tang Mo rubbed his somewhat red eyes, and the sharp-eyed little love immediately saw the signs, and immediately encouraged its three-inch tongue to continue:

"Momo, it's okay if I don't eat or drink, but you are a human being, can you live without eating or drinking? Besides, if we don't pay the rent for this pharmacy, the hateful landlady will take it away, and when the master comes back and can't see it, won't it be sad and sad, not to mention that you have said that this herb shop is like a master, can you watch it destroy in your hands? ”

As the saying goes, hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, this little love really caught Tang Mo's weakness.

Looking at Tang Mo's somewhat hesitant eyes, Xiao Ai knew that she would succeed if she added another fire, so she encouraged its three-inch red letter and said:

"Actually, it's not difficult to catch ghosts, haven't you ever seen a pig run if you haven't eaten pork?"

Tang Mo rubbed his temples speechlessly, Xiao Ai's words sounded good, but he always felt that things would not be so simple.

"Hey, you have your own natural appearance, and the master said that your life is long."

Tang Mo closed his eyes and sighed silently in his heart, forget it, just listen to this dead Jiao once. As long as he can keep the master's pharmacy, even if it is to kill her, Tang Mo will let it go.

The next day, Tang Mo began to contact several old customers of the master's former and asked them to help introduce some ghost hunting things for her to do. But as soon as they saw that it was not the master, but Tang Mo, a yellow-haired girl, they didn't care about it at all, but because of the face that the master had helped them before, they finally introduced a few small cases to Tang Mo, but fortunately, Tang Mo's ability can only deal with those little ghosts who are powerless, and those few pieces of rune paper barely helped Tang Mo and Xiao Ai to get rid of the rent for half a year. But the problem also followed, the rune paper is about to tell Xin, as the saying goes, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, how can Tang Mo catch ghosts without rune paper, how to eat if you can't catch ghosts, how to pay the rent for half a year?

In the end, Tang Mo decided to take Xiao Ai to find some other normal part-time jobs on the street, so that he could earn some points. It's good that mosquitoes are small, but they can also cut some flesh, right?

Xiao Ai said that since Tang Mo left the master, the whole person was about to get into the eyes of the money, Tang Mo glanced at it, it was really not a family and didn't know that firewood and rice were expensive, if it weren't for the amount of food that this guy ate for several people, would she have to force herself to work so hard to find a job? Hmph, I don't know who is taking care of whom now!

Just as Tang Mo was looking for a small advertisement for a part-time job on the street, and at the same time, he also glanced at the fashionable clothes in the roadside window with envious eyes, suddenly, a white thing flew towards her, and before she could react, the cool thing had smashed her face, and then "popped" and fell on the upper of her shoes. Tang Mo looked down and suddenly exploded,

The freshly washed upper is white and snowy.

"Is there such a bad thing? I threw away a big two-color ice cream as garbage. What a tyrannical thing! ”

Xiao Ai's angry voice came out of the bag, Tang Mo was even more angry when he heard it, he didn't care about my smashed face and smashed shoes, but he felt sorry for this broken ice cream there, what kind of person is this, no, what kind of Jiao!

"Oh, I'm sorry, little sister, this ice cream didn't want to throw you, I wanted to throw that bastard behind you, I'm sorry!"

A woman dressed in her thirties hurriedly took out a tissue to help Tang Mo wipe her face and apologize, Tang Mo had a cold face, and listened to the sincere apologies of others, so she had to hold back the anger in her stomach, knock out her teeth and swallow bitter water in her stomach.

"Gu Yibao, you living treasure, bastard, look at the good things you have done."

The woman wiped her face while helping Tang Mo scold beside her, Tang Mo looked sideways, and at some point there was a man about twenty-six or seventeen years old, who looked like a little ruffian.

"It's none of my business, little sister, you have to testify for me, it's her who smashed your face with ice cream!"

Dare to love is that this "sister and brother love" couple is flirting and scolding, and Tang Mo made an angry bag for no reason. Tang Mo snorted angrily in his heart, glanced at the man named Gu Yibao, and saw that the hanging man really looked like a living treasure in the world.