Chapter 1718 Yin De

Since I didn't agree with my approach, then I didn't say more, and directly sent a mechanical spider and ordered the demon armor: "Monitor his signs of life, and when he is about to die, notify me." ”

"Yes. ”

......

As I expected, the real estate developer surnamed Wang didn't last until seven days later, and on the fifth night, he hiccuped.

After getting the news of the magic armor, I escaped from the Yuan Shen that night, and just in case, I also took Shura, turned into two rays of light, and flew into the Wang's house.

He is a real estate developer with a lot of money, but the place where he lives is not a villa, but an ordinary residential community.

Lao Wang had just died, and his bones were not cold, when he saw his home, three women were pulling their hair and had already scuffled together.

And next to them, several children also looked at each other angrily, and if they didn't agree with each other, they would do it.

Among them, there were all kinds of shrews scolding the street: "Damn, the old lady is the wife of the dead ghost, how old are you?"

One of them was not to be outdone: "How old are you? In the hands of my aunt and grandmother, there is a letter from Lao Wang, saying that he left half of his property to his son." ”

Another voice also roared loudly: "What is a letter, I have here, and the impartiality of the notary office." ”

The sound of all kinds of quarrels is endless.

Obviously, this is a fight for property.

I sighed: this is the trouble of the rich.

Thinking about it, I floated to the top of Lao Wang's head, stretched out my hand, and the power of yin and evil immediately condensed out, pulling out the soul that Lao Wang had condensed and was about to break out of his body.

As soon as Lao Wang saw me, he was immediately furious, gritted his teeth and rushed at me: "You are the junior brother of the old monk who has no qualification, I know you! Damn, you stinky monks, you will not be saved when you see death!"

"Death or not salvation?" I sneered and motioned to Shura: "Teach it a lesson." ”

Shura received the order, waved his fist, and sent Lao Wang's soul flying.

Its soul brought a gust of wind, and suddenly knocked the items in the entire room, all kinds of tea tables and bookcases, to the ground, crackling.

This time, the women who were still arguing and scuffling stopped at the same time.

Several people glanced at each other, and one of them, an obese woman who looked quite rich, immediately started crying, slapped the table and slapped the bench and howled: "Lao Wang, your ghost is still lingering, how can you bear to abandon our mother like this and leave alone!"

As soon as she howled, the other two women also howled.

For a while, the room was crying and crying, so it was not lively.

I was dumbfounded.

"Hey, Lao Wang, if you have any last words, hurry up and say them. "I asked Shura to hold Lao Wang's soul and asked.

Once he is refined by me, he will be completely cut off from the world and everything in the past.

At this time, Lao Wang finally reacted, knowing that it was impossible for him to play tricks in Shura's hands, he immediately changed his face, threw himself in front of me, and knelt down: "Master, master, I beg you, let me return the yang." ”

"It's easy for you to say that. I motioned for Shura to catch him: "Do you think this is watching a movie, let me tell you clearly, as long as a person dies, it is impossible to return to yang." Not to mention, you still owe so much debt. ”

"I, what debt do I owe?" Under the power of Shura, Lao Wang did not dare to struggle, and he still stiffened his mouth.

"You don't owe debts, so many people will curse you to death?"

"Wronged!" Lao Wang howled: "The level of housing prices, in fact, we developers can decide to participate, only a small part, but the public thinks that the developer is too dark, so I cursed it." ”

Really?

I didn't bother to listen to his explanation: "Anyway, if someone curses you, you are guilty, this is the rule limit of the Great Dao, and I can't help it." I'm going to give you a choice, let you have a bad place, would you like it?"

"I ......" Lao Wang heard my words, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do I have any other choice?"

"Other options?" I thought for a moment: "Yes, if I don't help you, I estimate that under the influence of the evil qi in your body, your original memories will gradually fade, and eventually, you will become a lonely ghost and wander around." ”

"Lonely ghosts, don't you mean...... I'll forget who I am?"

You can understand it that way, too. Anyway, your so-called identity is just a memory, and the current you have nothing to do with the previous you. ”

"Then, what is the benefit of being a bad guy?" asked Lao Wang again.

"The good thing is that you can keep your memories, and you can live as a 'ghost' forever. ”

For human "idealism", in fact, the most important thing is memory, and in the absence of other options, it is better to give up the body, that is to preserve the memory.

After hearing my words, Lao Wang hesitated for a while, but it was still difficult to make a decision.

I thought about it for a moment and told him, "If you want to be a bad guy, come to Wenshu Monastery to find me, remember, you only have three days, after three days, your memories will slowly dissipate, and by the seventh day, you will be completely a lonely ghost." ”

After death, there is the so-called "seven-day soul", which is actually what it means.

After saying that, I ignored Lao Wang anymore, took Shura with me, turned into two rays of light, left his home, and returned to Wenshu Monastery.

After the original god escaped back to his body, I saw the precept.

At this time, Jie Wuzheng poured a pot of tea and handed me a cup: "How is it?"

"He hasn't answered me yet, but I think he'll come to me tomorrow at the most. I took a sip of tea and said.

"That's right, the richer you are, the more people you have ever had, the more afraid you are of death. Jie Wu smiled and took out the chessboard: "I guess he really came to you, but I'm afraid that the first thing is to deal with his property first." ”

Forehead.

This old monk understands the mentality of rich people very well.

I smiled and asked Jiewu, "Are you also rich?"

"Monks, money and everything, are all things outside the body, and the little monk never asks. Jiewu spread out the chess pieces: "But a rough estimate, the property in the name of the little monk should still be tens of millions." ”

I squirted out a mouthful of tea.

I didn't expect this old guy to be so rich.

Jiewu took a sip of tea and said a guess: "I think that this real estate developer's money can be put to good use." ”

"What, do you want to get his family's property in your name?"

"No," Jiewu shook his head, "The best way is not to occupy his wealth, but to 'give' his wealth to himself." ”

"Send it out?

"Send the money how it comes. Jiewu smiled: "Since there is a yin debt, there is naturally a yin virtue." His life offsets his yin debts, so why not use his money to accumulate a yin virtue?"

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