Chapter 221: Rickets Ascetic
More than ten seconds later, Xu Fulong's nervous words came: "Brother Du, it's really you, are you okay?" The Jiang family's convoy was attacked, your whereabouts are unknown, I have been anxious for the past few days, fortunately, God bless, you are fine, this is really ....... ”
Xu Fulong is like a resentful woman, chattering endlessly.
"Shut up and listen to me."
I scolded impatiently, there are definitely not many people in the world who are as unkind as me to ask for help.
"Uh......? Brother Du, you say, I'll listen. Xu Fulong lowered his voice again.
"I was hunted down, nine deaths, you don't have to ask, I'll tell you the details later, now, I have something to ask you for."
"Brother Du has something to say, whether it is on the knife mountain or under the sea of fire, I Xu Fulong will never say anything."
I can't cry or laugh, why does this guy talk like a river and lake?
"You don't need to take risks, it's just that I need money, 10 million, you transfer ...... to this account. Yuru and I didn't dare to use our own cards, for fear of being traced, and when the situation calmed down, I would pay back the money with interest.
I might as well tell you the truth, it's Jiang Zhao who wants to kill me, so the transfer must be kept secret, if Jiang Zhao finds out, I'll be in danger, do you understand? ”
"What, Jiang Zhao, your sister? How can it be? Xu Fulong was taken aback. Brother Du, don't worry, I will definitely do this secretively, and I will definitely not be heard by Jiang Zhao, but is 10 million enough? I'll transfer you 50 million. ”
Xu Fulong immediately promised.
"No, it's just 10 million, don't get more, I can't afford it."
My heart is trembling, how much money does this loser have, 50 million will come casually?
Your sister, compared to my salary of three or four thousand a month for working hard to repair a car, why do I have the urge to kill her with a fist?
"Okay, okay, it's 10 million, but it's not borrowed, I'll fund you." Xu Fulong put it another way.
", Lao Tzu has borrowed and repaid, are you a beggar to me?" I roared angrily.
"Oh, Brother Du, don't be angry, yes, even if it's lent to you, you're really stubborn."
Xu Fulong could only retract his words.
The partners who listened to me and Xu Fulong with their ears on the side all stared at me with complicated eyes.
I'm afraid this is the first time they've seen such an arrogant borrower, right? The gold master of the training is like a gray grandson, and he is still giggling over there to send money?
People are more popular than dead people, this is the moment.
"Okay, you take care of it, I'll hang up first." I angrily removed the wooden head and motioned for Mo Qiyan to cut off the phone.
The big-headed acne boy turned off the phone casually, and then stared at me with his eyes looking up to the mountains, this is hot, it's almost the same as when he looked at Liu Aiwen.
"What do you think I'm doing? I don't have any flowers on my face? ”
I didn't have the courage to give Mo Qiyao a sentence.
"Brother Du, you will be my boss in the future, the younger brother will be mixed with you, nothing else, the 10 million you don't want is transferred to the younger brother, I don't think it's hot."
Mo Qi's shamelessness refreshed my perception of him.
"You, how far away you are from dying!"
I'm about to be by him.
"Hahaha." The crowd burst into laughter.
"The old man is out, Xiaodu, do you estimate when that person will be able to call in 10 million?"
Miyashi held up his card.
"Half an hour at most." I estimated it, and I am still very confident in Xu Fulong's efficiency.
"That's good, you guys wait at home, be careful, don't spoil my treasures, I'll be back as soon as possible." I've put a ban on the perimeter, and ordinary mages can't spot you. You little ghosts, don't go out and be demons. ”
The palace focused on a little two thousand gold and blood bamboo peach them.
Okay, a yin ghost master like Blood Bamboo Peach has been called a little ghost? I don't see blood and peach getting angry.
"Yes." We responded respectfully.
Dressed in the washed, faded, patched robe, Gong Zhong took the card and went out.
As soon as he left, the pressure was swept away, and everyone found a place to rest at random, chatting in twos and threes, waiting for him to come back.
The black curtains are tightly blocked, so that the sun will not hurt the two thousand gold women. Besides, the surrounding area of this building is full of yin air, which is very suitable for ghosts to stay.
Today's midnight is Jiang Zihuai's limit, and my seven souls are close to three days away from my body at that time, which is a big day related to the life and death of me and Jiang Zihuai.
"Gong Lao has the ability, I can't see how deep the mana is, but he is definitely a master, he has a wide range of contacts, and he knows all the three sects and nine streams, how can such an outstanding person treat himself so harshly?"
Blood Bamboo Peach sat next to me, looked around, and suddenly felt a feeling.
Ning Yuru was sitting on the other side of me, stacking ingots with silver paper, and when she heard the words of Xuezhutao, she didn't raise her head and said, "Uncle Shi, his old man is an ascetic, just like an ascetic monk in the Buddhist sect, it can be regarded as a way of cultivation." I have sharpened my mind to a certain extent, and I don't have too high requirements for life, so I can live. ”
"Actually, I don't understand why Uncle Shi is doing penance? This is the most bitter of the Taoist practice, and I think that he has his own sufferings. ”
"I see." Blood Bamboo Peach retracted his eyes, dragged some gold paper from his hand, and learned Ning Yuru's technique to fold ingots.
I was in a hurry, and I raised my wooden hand in the shape of a 'round ball' and looked at it, but I could only sit stupidly in place, stacking ingots This kind of thing, wooden puppets can't do it.
"Damn Mo Qiyao, how good it was when I made the wooden puppet, give me a pair of dexterous wooden hands, and I can fold it out with paper for eight generations of his ancestors!"
Flickering, six or seven hours passed like this.
It's twenty-one in the evening, and it's gradually approaching the critical point in time, and we haven't seen the palace return, and we can't hold our breath anymore, and we are walking around the house.
Ning Yuru's face was full of anxiety, and she opened the curtains from time to time to look outside, but there was still no figure of her uncle.
"Brother Du, what should I do if I miss the time? Really, Gong Lao slept until noon, if he got up early, would he have plenty of time? ”
Mo Qiyao walked back and forth, and couldn't help but complain.
"Abandon the burning, calm down, Gong Lao is a person who knows in his heart, and he will not miss the time."
I'm actually very anxious, but I can only appease Mo Qiyao like this.
The peony female ghost in front of the window suddenly screamed: "Look, the person is back." ”
Hearing her shout, we all crowded to the window, lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw Gong Zhong carrying a canvas bag like a thief, twisting his head, looking left and right at the environment.
After making sure he wasn't being followed, he scurried into the building.
Don't look at him lying around, but the speed of this movement is extremely fast, I feel that as soon as I see a flower in front of me, the person is gone, which shows how fast Gong Zhong's speed is.
A few seconds later, the door opened.
Gong Zhong slipped in quietly, closed the door casually, then took a deep breath, turned to look at us, and raised the canvas bag with a smug look on his old face.
As soon as we saw his demeanor, our eyes were focused on the canvas bag, knowing that the good things were in the bag.